A New Deal

Vivian left the hotel at 10 a.m. after sharing an English breakfast with the guys. She got a taxi ride to Momma D’s residence to remit her dues.

When she got to the matron’s opulent home, she was ushered in by the housekeeper. She was then told to wait in the living room, as Momma D was occupied at the moment.

“What may I offer you?” The housekeeper asked politely.

“A glass of water, please,” Vivian replied.

The woman left and returned a few minutes later with a tray containing a pitcher of water and a glass. Vivian thanked her and drank the cold water hungrily.

“I’ll be in the kitchen over there if you need me. Just walk down the corridor and turn right. You’ll find me there,” the housekeeper said.

“Ok, thank you,” Vivian replied.

Once the housekeeper left, Vivian was alone in the huge sitting room. After waiting for several minutes with no Momma D in sight, Vivian became restless.

Where the hell is Momma D? she wondered impatiently. I need to get home and get out of this jumpsuit. I need a proper shower!

She wondered if she should go to the kitchen to find the housekeeper but then changed her mind. She decided to have a look around the house until her hostess showed up.

Vivian stood up and walked around the wide living room, admiring the expensive pieces of furniture that were artfully placed around the room.

There was only one portrait of Momma D in the room, and it was a lifelike painting of the matron. She was dressed in a beautiful ivory dress and adorned to the teeth with layers of shiny gold jewelry.

Vivian eventually made her way to the stairs where a series of beautiful abstract paintings were hung. Being an art major, she could tell that these watercolors were done by a truly gifted artist.

Before she knew it, she was on the landing upstairs. Without thinking of the consequences, she continued further into the second floor.

There were three rooms there; two facing each other and one at the end. The door to the last room was open, and Vivian thought she heard voices coming from there.

Drawn by curiosity, she approached the room quietly like a tiger approaching its prey. When she got to the door, she stood at an angle beside it so that the people inside couldn’t see her.

In the room, Momma D was naked and bent over her dresser while her lawyer, Fabian, fucked her wildly from behind. Momma D was moaning and spewing all sorts of profanity as her young lover slammed into her nonstop.

Her plump body jiggled with each powerful thrust he delivered. The scene was wild and erotic, and Vivian began to feel herself getting moist between her legs.

She wasn’t a huge fan of p**n, but watching two people have sex right before her eyes in real-time was seriously turning her on.

Vivian knew she was invading their privacy. However, there was something perversely satisfying as she played the voyeur this time and watched her hostess get brutally fucked by her employee.

When Vivian couldn’t take it anymore, she returned downstairs to wait. Not long after, Momma D came downstairs, looking flushed but happy.

She wore a colorful floor-length cold shoulder dress, and her long black hair was held up in a messy bun.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting, my dear,” she said to Vivian. “I was busy.”

“It’s fine,” Vivian replied calmly. “I just came here to drop off your dues.”

“Yes, yes. How was your first night?”

“Surprising,” Vivian said meaningfully. “You didn’t tell me my client would be two guys.”

Momma D pretended to be surprised. “Oh, I didn’t tell you? I’m so sorry, dear. That was an error of omission. But it was worth it, wasn’t it?”

Vivian shrugged. “I would prefer that you inform me ahead of time next time, so I can decide whether I’m cool with the deal or not.”

“Listen, dear. You can always call off the deal whenever you want, but just know that it might affect your ratings negatively in the long run.”

“Ok,” Vivian said flatly.

There was no point arguing over this issue. She’d had a threesome with the guys and enjoyed it. Plus, she got a hefty pay for it too. It was a win-win.

She handed Momma D her twenty percent cut, and the older woman’s smile widened in appreciation.

“Not a bad price for a first-timer,” she said after counting the money.

“I guess so,” Vivian said.

“I can help you wire this money into your bank account right away if you want,” Momma D offered. “You don’t want to be walking around the streets with a bunch of cash in your tiny purse.”

“Well…”

“I get five percent of it as my charge for the service, though,” Momma D added quickly.

Vivian sighed in exasperation. “Don’t you do anything for free?”

Momma D guffawed. “Sweetheart, nothing is free in this business. Do you think I’d be where I am today if I did stuff for free?”

“I guess not,” Vivian agreed. “Ok, you got a deal.”

“That’s what I like to hear!”

“So…when do I get my next client?”

Momma D’s dark eyes narrowed, but her lips curled in a knowing smile. “You must have enjoyed last night’s tumble, I guess.” She said.

“That’s good. The best way to remain in this job for long is to enjoy it, and I can see you’ve figured that out already. I have a feeling that you and I will get along just fine.”

Vivian shrugged. She wasn’t here to make friends, but that was ok. Being friends with the matron just might mean getting top-of-the-crop clients, which also meant more money for her.

I’m not mad about that, she thought with a smile. This was going to be a wild ride, and she’s so here for it!

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Vivian was right. Her friendship with Momma D got her more affluent clients who offered her lots of money to have sex with them or just do kinky stuff or both.

There was this wealthy businessman who invited her into his study in his mansion. He lay on the couch and masturbated while Vivian and his maid stripped naked and touched each other erotically.

After he came all over his couch, he went on all fours and made her wear a strap-on, which she used in fucking him in the ass, while his supposed maid whipped his butt with a leather crop as she yelled curses at him.

Then there was a married socialite whose husband lived abroad, while she lived in a grand estate in the Hamptons. She’d dismissed all her domestic staff when Vivian arrived and then played a series of hardcore p**n films on her huge plasma TV while they had sex.

Vivian had never had sex with another woman before that day, but it turned out to be wildly satisfying. As they rubbed their clits together, Vivian wondered which was better – sex with a man or with a fellow woman? It was that great!

Then there was also a tech geek who made her wear a matching ski mask with him and filmed their all-night romp. He made her do several kinds of sex styles, and by the time they were done, Vivian was sore all over. It wasn’t fun, but the money was good, so she didn’t mind much.

She then got with a weird client who tied her up and licked her body before fucking her brutally like a wild beast. He later took her to his ‘sex room’ where he made her sit on a couch with her legs spread out while she masturbated for him.

She also had to watch him have sex with his seven life-size dolls simultaneously as she continued to work herself to orgasm. It was a bit gross, but Vivian didn’t care. She consoled herself with thoughts of how she would spend her money afterward.

In less than three months, she had made more money than her parents had ever made in their entire lives combined. She paid all her debts and moved into her first apartment.

She then sent money home to her folks. When they asked her how she got the money, she told them she’d gotten a job as the personal assistant to a successful fashion entrepreneur.

They seemed satisfied with her explanation and thanked her for her generosity. She had plans to buy them a house before the end of the year, but she didn’t know if they would appreciate it or become suspicious of her source of income.

With Cynthia’s help, Vivian upgraded her wardrobe with loads of stylish designer outfits, expensive jewelry, and top-of-the-line fragrances. Her wig collection was insane!

Vivian couldn’t believe that just twelve weeks ago, she was running from pillar to post to get away from all her creditors. But now, she had more money than she could spend.

It was unbelievable how her life had suddenly been transformed, and she was happy. She was the same Vivian that once judged other women harshly for selling their bodies. Now, here she was doing the same thing and living her best life.

“Gosh, this is so amazing!” She sighed to herself one day. “I am living my best life. Nothing else can ever top this!”