Sandy: The Bankteller Prostitute

After swallowing Bob’s load again, she ended up doing about three hours work… all on her knees under that picture as she blew every man who wanted it. Jo kneeled too. At one point, with about an hour to go, Jo stripped off her jeans to get down to just her white satin panties, and kneeled back down for more sucking. Following suit, Sandy stood up, stripped off her black pants, tied her blouse in a bow at the front, and kneeled back down in one of the several pairs of lovely black satin panties she’d bought. Of course, I’d been taking pictures all along. Who could miss an opportunity of catching Sandy giving blowjobs under her picture like that? But now I had pictures of Sandy giving blowjobs in her very own ‘panty outfit’, I now had leverage. All I had to do is put a couple of pictures like this on the Local Escorts website on the internet, and customers would expect Sandy to treat them to this outfit from time to time. So much for being shy! And so much for her black pants always. Now, it was black pants or black, satin bikini panties… and I was pretty sure she’d soon even be wearing them, regularly, at the bank. (Sure enough, on Monday morning, she dawned her new look.)

After the two girls had had about three hours of blowjob fun, I drove the two of them to our favorite fast food place, where we’d meet Nadene and Heather and have a quick bite to eat before putting these girls’ mouths to work on bigger, better things. Seeing that Sandy was new, her chicken burger was passed around to all the guys so they could cum on it, in place of mayonnaise, before giving it to her. She laughed and shook her head… but she ate it hungrily, savoring every cum-flavored bite.

Then after a quick check of their make-up in the bathroom, the four girls were ready. Jo was wearing her favorite white satin panties, a tight baby blue sweater that didn’t quite reach her waist, and black spike heels. Sandy still was in a pale blue blouse, her black pants, and royal blue heels, with her black satin panties underneath. Nadene was wearing a white half sweater (reaching just below her breasts, hot red satin bikini panties and red heels. Heather wore tight, navy blue, five-pocket jeans, a light purple top, and black heels. And each girl wore a ribbon belt: Jo’s was light blue and Nadene’s bright red, both just tied around the bare skin of their waists. Sandy’s was light blue and Heather’s bright yellow. All the girls had their ribbons tied in nice big bows at their right hip. They all were gift-wrapped for an evening of giving.

We all piled into my car for the final drive, during which time everyone was encouraging to Sandy, telling her about all the cocks she’d get to suck and how much fun she’d have.
“Should I swallow for everyone?” she asked, unsure.
“You’re a banker. You’re used to taking deposits,” I kidded her.
She laughed. I’d made my point. She would swallow everyone’s seed then.

As usual, there was a long line-up of cars already waiting, and so Jo, Nadene and Heather just jumped out of my car and ran over to climb into another. Sandy felt a little nervous, standing out on the sidewalk alone. But that only lasted for a few seconds. Once those first three cars had pulled away and the next car pulled forward, Sandy was called over. I watched her intently as she leaned in to talk to the driver. As usual, I admired her sweet, sweet ass. At first, I though she’d been rejected, because she just turned away from the car towards me, and made a funny little grimace. But when she started waving at me, I knew she had her first trick. What did she want from me? A picture of course!

I quickly shot a picture of her waving at me, just before going out on her very first trick, and then took more pictures as she turned away to walk around the front of the car to the passenger side door. She waved again just before getting in. And then I watched, a little sadly I’ll admit, as the car pulled away with her chatting happily to the driver. I knew that, in a few minutes, it would be his cock, and not mine, inside Sandy’s sweet mouth.
‘I’ll bet Bucky would be jealous too,’ I thought to myself.

Jo was back twice and on her way again, and both other girls long gone into their second trick before Sandy came back, but that was to be expected. Sandy was, after all, still pretty much a rookie. But she was smiling and very pleased with herself when she finally did show up. A car honked right away to get her attention, but she had to come over to thank me again for everything and to tell me to remind her to thank Bucky too.
“That first guy was HUGE!” she said, delightedly.

The next guy, a big black dude in a convertible, was even bigger; yet Sandy later said that she persevered and got most of it into her mouth and throat.
Sandy disappeared for over an hour once, after being picked up by six guys in a VW van. They all were young guys, just 18 and 19, who’d bought it used and just loved throat-poking a girl who certainly looked old enough to be a much older sister, especially given how formally Sandy was dressed.
“It’s like poking a teacher!” one told her.
Sandy was pleased she could be on her knees at the center of all their fun.

Finally, at about 3 a.m., Rufus came by, as I knew he would. He was delighted that I’d found another new girl. He still remembered all the fun he and the boys had had gang-banging Heather’s virgin mouth. I had told Sandy about Rufus and she’d said she hoped she didn’t miss him. Like the gentleman he is, Rufus waited patiently until Sandy showed up, then he politely let me and her know he was going to “borrow her for awhile” to bring her back to see the boys “so we all can ram our thick sticks down her helpless little throat.”

Sandy thought he was very sweet. She was gone until almost eight, during which time she was face-fucked continuously. I popped over to the Boss’ mansion at around five to see how she was doing. Predictably, she was on her knees with a big circle of guys around her, and she was gagging and choking as one of them thrust his rigid rod repeatedly, in and out of her throat. She had stripped down to her black panties by now, and Rufus politely held her pants, like a butler might hold a towel. The blue belt was around her waist still… so she still was gift wrapped. Rufus encouraged me to join the circle, so soon it was my turn to violate Sandy’s throat with my hardened bone. She peered up at me with both hands on my ass and both her eyes watering as I pounded away at her throat. But her eyes definitely were full of love.

Sandy fell asleep in the back seat of the car on the way home. She was half asleep when I led her up to my apartment, not even realizing that Nadene still was carrying her black pants. The plan was to let Sandy sleep in my bed to rest up for Saturday night. She’d said she ‘definitely’ wanted to work Saturday night too, so this way she could rest and we’d just wake her up when we were ready to go.

Nadene sucked me off before she and I crawled into bed with Sandy. Sandy had curled almost into a little ball. It was Nadene’s idea to shift Sandy down the bed a bit and then have me put my dick in Sandy’s mouth while she slept, just to see what happened. Sure enough, still fast asleep, Sandy nursed on my cock. It felt very nice. After awhile, I popped out and jerked myself off while Nadene held Sandy’s mouth open. After I’d cum, Nadene let Sandy’s mouth close and she slept the rest of the morning and afternoon enjoying the fine taste of my semen.
Our gorgeous little banker was a prostitute now. And she was off to a really, great start!