The Proposition Pt 2

The day comes too quickly but I don't mind. I have more than enough for rent and a few other bills. I might even have some left over. I roll over to check my phone for any missed calls or messages, 4 missed calls and 2 texts from my mother, it's a slow day for her. I quickly respond back with the usual 'I'm fine' or 'I promise I will come by more'. Truth is I hate lying to my family about what I do for a living so I will not be coming by more. I put my phone back down on the table next to my bed and slide open the drawer in search of my vibrator. I find it nestled underneath the wad of cash from the mystery Subway Guy. My pussy begins to tingle at the thought of his fingers inside me, his breath on my neck, that sexy as hell confidence, it's all the inspiration I need. I pull the money out of the drawer along with the vibrator and begin straightening out the bills. They smell like him. I inhale deep, my pussy is beginning to moisten. I want his hands on me, in me, again but these wrinkled up $50's and $100's are the closest thing I have so they will have to do. I lay back and turn on my toy full speed and place it on my clit. I think of him when I close my eyes and smell him as I rub they money all over my body. My hips grind in perfect rhythm against the vibrator. My pussy is pulsing I am going to cum before long. I'm rubbing faster now, my clit is so sensitive it almost aches but I keep going. I feel a pressure building up inside me and right when I feel like I can't take it anymore, I jam the toy into my pussy. The vibrations on my cervix send me into a frenzy. I cum hard and loudly, violently shaking and constricting.

I don't take the toy out right away. I just turn it off and lie there sweaty and completely satisfied thinking. How could this man make me cum like that without being here? My interest was definitely peaked at what he meant by "I want to pay you to be mine". Like what does that even mean? I decide I cannot lay here forever and wrack my brain about the Subway Guy's proposal, I had bills to pay, bills that I would have had to call in an arrangement for if he hadn't paid me so generously. Maybe a steady gig wouldn't be so bad. It would mean no more blowjobs for a measly $20 or sweaty, lonely, husbands getting too aggressive. I mean I'm not looking for a pimp but an antisocial sugar daddy would be nice. Before I can change my mind I grab my phone and the business card and dial the number. I hold the phone up to my ear as it rings on the other side. B. Alexander, CFO, Sterns and Baker is written on the front of the card. My heart races with every ring. By the fourth ring, I decided to hang up, but before I can press end a woman's voice answers. "Sterns and Baker how can I direct your call?" I am unsure how to answer, "Um, yes Mr. Alexander please?" She continues, "May I ask who's calling?" I do not have an answer for her. We hadn't got to the introductions before my vagina was clamped around his fingers. "Yes, tell him Elizabeth is calling to discuss the...um... Subway proposition." The phone goes silent for a moment before it finally clicks over. "Hello"? My heart stops and I feel the familiar pull from between my legs. "Um yes, I um, was just calling like you asked me to". He chuckles, "Obedient, I like that. We may actually be able to work something out."

My nipples are pointing through my shirt now. I make a mental note to fire up the vibrator one more time after I get off the phone. "Um, yes. I'm not actually sure what I'm calling for", I stutter. My voice has gone unusually raspy. He goes silent for a moment and I hear him talking to someone on the other side, I wait. He comes back to the phone and continues, "It is simple Emily. I want to pay you to be available to fuck me whenever I need to cum. Whatever I want to do, whenever I want to do it." I want to be irritated at him for renaming me but I cannot I'm too turned on. "It's actually Elizabeth, and why are you interested in me?" I am intrigued but I also do not want to be a headline on the news. "I want you because I want you. I shouldn't need to explain myself after the money, and pleasure, I gave you last night. You are in or out. Once you agree you will begin to understand as time goes by. Do we have a deal?" He is an arrogant shit. I should have just hung up. "I am a busy man, I need an answer." I look down at the money sprawled out and my wet panties crumpled in a ball at the end of my bed. "Yes, fine, okay but the moment I feel unsafe I'm out. I agree." All he says is 'good' before he hangs up. I get off the phone more confused then before I called. I need to clear my head. I pull the covers back over my head and turn the vibrator on high this time when I cum I dig into the sheets and yell "Oh yes, Mr. Alexander I'm yours, Make me cum"!