Wet melodies – Not just buisness

It was a long walk to the location, but I knew it would be worth it. I had been single for a while, probably the span of a few months if my memory serves me right. So I wanted to bring some spice back to my life, so when I found some whores online looking to turn a profit, I could not wait.

This one woman, Felisha, looked like a mighty offer. She had some pulmpness, an attitude, and some experience already that would help break the ice a bit.

So I could be considered a bit impatient, as I walked into the apartment complex, swinging past all kinds of broken and ghetto looking doors. I made it; apartment number five.. guess it was time to see the fruits of my labor.

I knocked and soon the door opened to that beautiful ebony woman, long flowing hair, perfect brown eyes, and a bit of age to her I could appreciate. “You Donovan?” she fired, “yeah, I got the money right here” I pulled out an envelope, containing her modest sum.

She gestured me in and past the door I went, the apartment was nice and clean; well kept like her fine ass self.

I handed her the money and she quickly tore the envelope to count the cash, giving a small smirk as she was happy she got the proper amount “to the very last dollar, you certainly are one for details, aren’t you?”

“The small details are always the most important to me. So speaking of, where do you wanna have this go down?” she began taking off her yoga pants and neatly folding them to put to the side. “We can do it anywhere so long as what ever mess you make you can help me clean, had enough of bitches making a mess and leaving me to work extra.”

“I’ve got ya, don’t worry” I got behind her and put my thin pants with a bulging weapon against her rear end. I began to grind, ready to start moaning, however.. it never really came from her. “I’m doing something wrong?” she looks back at me, with a mild surprise.

“What you mean? You didn’t ram it in dry so you’re fine” I shook my head “-nah it’s not that, arent you enjoying this at all?” she gave a sigh “After having dealt with grown men in diapers and fucking plenty of other stupid kink freaks, never really had the same spark baby.”

My face grew to one of curiosity, as I changed my position “Diapers?” she scoffs with a passion “I can’t tell you how many creepy ass men walk into here with a set of diapers and a pacifier in their mouth and expect ME, ME to treat them like their baby mamas.”

I just sat baffled at that, and I realized I would be doing a whole lot more than fucking somebody, it was time to treat.