Daddy's plaything(14)

"Naturally," Connie said. "And you're married?"

"Naturally," Gil said. "Do you type?"

"Of course not," she said.

"I figured," he said. "Take your top off," he said.

"About how long would the job last?" she asked.

"Hard to tell. We'll say a six-month guarantee. But that will depend on what happens in the next half-hour or so, right?"

"Are you going to inspect my teeth and vaccinations to see if I'm a sound animal? Check for blemishes, scars?"

"I'm no veterinarian," Gil said. "I'm going to inspect your cunt. Think of me as a gynecologist," he laughed.

She wasn't laughing. "How much would the job pay?"

Gil pursed his lips. "Say, two hundred a week – plus fringe benefits."

"I make that already," Connie said. "In Vegas, cocktail girls make good tips."

"Okay, make it two-fifty," he said.

Connie gulped her drink down, set it on the table and stood up. Her ass swinging, she went to the door, put her hand on the doorknob and faced Gil Turner. "You're really funny, Gil," she said. "No hard feelings, but an offer like that is insulting. When a man earns ten percent of all the big acts you handle an offer like that is truly degrading. If you'd just wanted to make love now this afternoon you should have said so. I'm normal, I assure you. I dig sex and lots of it. But now, somehow the whole thing has turned me of. So long," she said, turning the knob.

Instantly, Gil sprang from the bed and raced across the room. He held her firmly about her bare waist. "Look, I am lonely and I do want you. Please. I'm not as tough as I seem. When I mentioned fringe benefits I meant the whole shot – nice times together, a car to drive, clothes. Stay with me for three-hundred a week for six months. Please?"

Connie's face softened. She draped her arms about his slightly sunburned shoulders, pushed her pelvis hard at his and pressed her open mouth to his. Finally, she smiled coquettishly at him and said, "Let's fuck first and see. You don't want to regret making a sexual contract with someone who isn't satisfactory, right? It's all in the fucking. I think you should try me out and then see how you feel. Think of it as a free trial. Absolutely no obligation, all right?"

Gil's cock stood ready and waiting. "Good idea, yes – I-I think that's best," he stammered.

"Besides," she said, "what if I don't like you? If it were just money I wanted I'd be a whore. You have to please me in bed too." She reached down and rubbed his bulging hard-on. "I think you're going to be fine though – just fine. Come on and let's take our bathing suits off and lie down."

"Whatever you say, Connie," Gil said. "Sure." Trembling, he unfastened her halter and then slowly pulled her suit bottoms down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and went and lay on the bed with her arms up behind her head. Gil leaped out of his trunks and lay down beside her. He pulled her to him and then began stroking her smooth, tanned flesh from her shoulder to her hip.

"I like you much better this way than you were before," Connie breathed, kissing his eyes, nibbling at his ears. Then her hand found his stiff prong and her soft fingers began playing delightful games with it. "Before you were like some kind of auctioneer – buying cattle or something. Me – are you always that way with girls?"

Gil palmed Connie's delectable breasts, whiter than the rest of her except for a thin band about her hips and crotch because of her bathing suit. He coaxed her nipples erect and pleaded with her to accept his proposal. "No," he finally answered her question about his way with girls. "I'm not that kind of man at all. I'm-I'm sort of shy actually. It's all a front. I'm sorry if I offended you. I just don't know how to behave normally I guess."

"I'd say you're perfectly normal in some ways," she said, laughing lowly from deep in her throat as she stroked and toyed with his genitals. "Let's just take our time and do everything we want."

Her words were barely out when Gil pressed his mouth hard to her breast and began sucking hard on her coral nipple. His hand plopped directly on her cunt too and he began immediately trying to stick his middle finger into her somewhat dry vagina. She caught his wrist and gently kissed his cheek. "Yes, you are a man who believes in getting directly to the point," she said softly. "You're older than I but there's much you have to learn. Go easy, baby. It isn't a contest. Wait until I'm ready, hon. This is going to be fun. I'm going to make the best fuck west of the Rockies – and at bargain prices. When you're ready to discard me you'll have oodles of females begging to jump in the sack with you."