Aera
Sitting up, I unlock my work drawer and slip into the black lace underwear and then the short black dress that I usually wore. Slipping my mask into my purse, I pull on my heels and walk out and catch a taxi to Hoseok’s house. Getting to the front of his house, I tie on my mask and ring the bell. I hear feet hitting the wood before the door opens. “She’s here! You guys, she's here!” Hoseok’s excited face has me smiling but his words echo in my head. “Come in, come in!” He takes my hand and I’m pulled after him into the living room. Suddenly I stop breathing, staring at Jungkook and Jimin, who’re sitting on the couch. “Sorry, but we actually called two more escorts, so one of us gets to pick you. Do you want to choose, or us?” I keep my mouth shut and wave at them to decide. As long as I got money for work. Hoseok grins and turns to Jungkook, dragging him to his feet. “You could use a break from that girlfriend of yours, couldn’t you?” I see Jungkook’s cheeks go a little red and he takes my hand after a lot of pushing, pulling me to the guest room. “I’m not doing anything, until you guys leave.” He glares at the others and they quickly leave. Turning to me, he sighs, rubbing his neck. “I’m sorry. I can’t just send you home, can I? Did they already pay you?” I shake my head. “I’m sorry, I can pay you and then you can leave. How mu-“He doesn’t get to finish his words as I push him back onto the bed. “Wha-“Straddling him, I rest my arms on his shoulders and start my lap dance. One more sensual then the others that I’d done. One more personal than I’d ever given. I watch the expressions on his face go from embarrassed to slightly erotic, his eyes hazy from the pleasure I was giving him. I wasn’t even touching his skin yet. Pushing him back, I make sure my mask is secured before running my hands up his stomach from his waist band, pushing his t-shirt up to expose his nipples. I was supposed to give him pleasure tonight. Not myself. Leaning down, I capture one in my lips, gently tugging with my teeth. He gives a moan that I’d never heard from him. Sucking, I feel his chest go up and down, his face contorted from keeping his voice inside. Reaching down, I slowly unzip his pants and back up, pulling his hard on out. Running my thumb over the side of it, I flick my tongue over the tip and he jerks, probably pissed that I was teasing him. Taking him in, I watch his hands fist the bed sheets beside him, gasps pouring from his mouth. My tongue gives him long, lazy strokes and he curses under his breath. “Stop t-teasing me.” He groans and I sit back just as I know he’s going to cum. “W-why a-“Reaching back, I pull my underwear aside and sit straight to his hilt. Jungkook bucks and suddenly I’m lying back on the bed, his hold on his control gone. I yelp as he slams into me, over and over again. Grasping the bed, I make sure not to leave nail marks on his shoulders, he would get enough about spending the night with his friends. When he’s finally spent, he flops down onto the bed beside me and I sit up, watching him. “Money, right?” I nod and he reaches over the side of the bed, coming up with his jeans. “How much?” Taking the wallet from his hands, I let him watch me lay the bills out on the bed and take the ones that were for the fee. “Only that much? I thought escorts were paid higher.” I shrug and start to put the rest of the cash back. “Take that twenty.” Jungkook nods at the one I’m about to put in. I stare at him. “It’s a little extra. What you did today was amazing, and I wish that my girlfriend was like that.” I smile, a strained smile. A smile that knows how often he says they do it. “Honestly, wait, you’ll keep my secret, right?” I nod, and he lets his head fall back on his pillow. “I haven’t slept with my girlfriend for over two months. I think she’s been cheating on me, but I don’t know how to ask her. You don’t talk to customers, do you?” He asks, turning to face me. I shake my head, I definitely wasn’t going to say anything to him anyways in case he recognized my voice. “So I won’t be getting any advice. At least I got it off my chest. Thank you.” He smiles and I bow my head quickly, getting up and going into the bathroom. Locking the door, I pull off my mask and stare at myself in the mirror. My face was flushed, my heart in a frenzy, and Jungkook was completely sober in the bedroom. I’d just given him the sex that he hadn’t had in two months. Washing my face, I tie my mask back on and grab my bag before waving at Jungkook and leaving. I’m startled as I reach the front door and Hoseok and Jimin jump out. “How’d it go? Is he feeling better?” I quickly nod and they have relieved faces. “He’s just been out of it for a while. Thank you. Did he pay you?” I nod again. “Then he actually must’ve been feeling good. He usually makes us pay if we’re the ones who called.” I quickly nod and leave, getting a taxi and as soon as I’m home, I take a shower, changing into pajamas. Jumping into my bed, I quickly turn the light off and hear his moans echoing in my head. It was as if I was being tortured in the best way.

Notes

I have never published anything of the Rated R type (even though I've written a lot xD) Hopefully it didn't suck too badly. (Pun not intended)