Chapter 5
Misty
W ell, that was quite an experience! It definitely went off the rails, judging how it was supposed to be a tame Zoom call where a client watches me apply make-up to my face.
Sounds innocent, right? But instead, I was totally nude, baring my curvy form for the handsome Chris, and before I realized it, I was doing that with a tube of lipstick.
Oh my god, I’m such a whore! Where did that even come from?
Still, I don’t regret it at all because the session turned me on.
I didn’t know I had such a lusty bad girl inside, and it didn’t hurt, either, that Chris is gorgeous beyond belief.
He has dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and the rugged features of a man who works with his hands.
His shoulders were brawny and strong, and oh my god, when I saw his dick, I almost came from that alone.
After all, my man is huge . He was at least ten inches, and girthy too.
Delicious veins trailed up and down that massive length, and as he palmed himself, I watched with avid eyes as a bead of come pearled at the tip before trailing down to coat his length.
Oh my god, I want to suck that hardness before slowly easing myself down that stiff rod.
I want his girth to spread my pussy wide before making me whine and moan with need.
I want to feel myself stretch around him, his thickness almost painful, as I work that rod of virility into me.
But at the moment, I’m not sure if I’m ever going to hear from the mountain man again because it was just one session.
Plus, this is a business, and I was paid for my time.
Not only was I compensated five hundred dollars as the base fee, but Chris tipped me a thousand for taking off my panties, and then five minutes after we hung up, my phone chimed, and I saw a second tip for another thousand dollars!
That means that I made four figures from just from a Zoom session, where Chris didn’t even touch my curves.
We engaged in naughty filth, for sure, but it was so good that now, I kind of want more.
As a result, I’m contemplating upping the stakes.
Should I expand my horizons by delving into the steamy and sensual?
Should I agree to kissing, petting, and potentially even more, instead of staying platonic?
It would mean meeting in person, of course, and I’m not sure how that would work.
After all, Chris is sequestered somewhere in the woods, and he could be in the Yukon for all I know.
Or hell, maybe he’s on a movie set, and the cabin was just a farce.
Surreptitiously, I pull out my phone and log in to Sweet Lies.
Mountain_Man is currently shown as away, but I tap into my Settings, and change my selection so that I’m okay with “in-person adventures.” Will he see the change?
Will he contact me if he does? I slip my phone back into my bag, and smile to myself as my pussy tingles.
I hope he reaches out... because I definitely want to see my sexy mountain man again.
It doesn’t take long. Within twenty minutes, I get a message from Mountain_Man.
Sweetheart, I see you changed your settings. Does this mean you’re open to meeting in person?
I type back quickly.
For you I am, Daddy.
He doesn’t hesitate.
Then meet me at my cabin. I’ll make it happen. Fifteen thousand for a long weekend? Would that work for you?
My phone almost drops out of my hands because fifteen thousand dollars would change my life. I wouldn’t have to worry about money for a really long time because I keep a frugal lifestyle. But still, there’s something brewing in the back of my mind, and I decide to follow my instincts.
Would twenty-five be okay, Daddy? It would help me so much with school.
Within seconds, his reply appears.
Done. The site admin will be in touch with the details. See you soon, sweetheart. Can’t wait.
Then he logs off, and I gasp, blinking at his words because I’m being asked to submit to a weekend to a handsome daddy in exchange for an enormous sum of money.
Even crazier, I think I already know Chris’s surprise.
After all, during the Zoom call I could sense a second figure in the shadows.
I never saw him, but I could intuit a male presence, and when I reached climax, I could swear that there were two men grunting and moaning with me.
It’s my suspicion that Chris had a friend with him last night .
.. and that I’m going to be shared by two men when we finally meet.