Novel & Cerita Jadi Gigolo

So if you’re judging me for doing what I need to survive, maybe that says more about you than it does about me. It was June twenty-ninth when I walked into Esteban’s office begging for work. “This ain’t no gay bar, kid,” Esteban snapped, a cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth. “Our clients come here for women. Men pay to fuck women. That’s how Silver Slippers works.” “Please, Esteban,” I said quickly. “You know damn well there are closeted clients out there. All you gotta do is make the option available. Give me one month. If I don’t bring in customers, I’ll leave.”

Arianna frowned, her palm fisted. "Don't worry, one day you will meet him and when you do, take me along for a good punching" Genesis declared. "Why should we even waste our time on a gigolo?" Arianna discouraged. "But you said you don't know him. How did you know he's a gigolo?" Genesis asked, holding Arianna into a hug. "Who else will be at a club at night to meet the needs of women if not a gigolo" Arianna declared, holding Genesis and both women hugged each other.

“Hmm that is fine but won’t you be returning the favour too? I mean, since you were talking, it was iust about you. You don’t please your man too?” “I please him by giving him enough money to ride me like a horse.” I smirked at her and licked my lips. “How much does a gigolo cost?” “Um about two hundred and fifty dollars an hour.” “What they heck? That is a fucking large amount of money.” “Well, it is my money and I choose how I want to spend it.” “I still think it is highway robbery.” “Then become a female gigolo or whatever. So maybe you can be at the receiving end and earn good money from fucking.”

Was he a gigolo or maybe, he is a homo. Before I could even conclude what this male was, some bunch of females flocked around me eyeing me with desires and fascination spread across their faces. “if you want a free ride I could give you one,” one of the females said pushing his bosom up almost revealing her tits, “I could give you both, a free ride and money, you are too hot to spend your cash,” another said giggling like a horny bitch. “That is enough, everyone back to work?” he said dismissing them before his gaze move to me and Caldwell, “you see, you are fucking hot and you get my girls excited, so tell me which of the female did you want?”

“Didn’t you sell your cock to me last night?” “Right, I forgot you bought me for $1000. Acceptable, I will compensate you with one million dollars.” My pupils dilated. Where would a gigolo get 1 million dollars? Is this guy even a sex worker? ****** Zion went out of the room, looking at his small wife’s shocked expression, and left her speechless. Bring it on, petite épouse. He reached for the car, and one of his bodyguards opened the door for him. He slid inside and looked at Lucas, his driver, and assistant.

If I was going to break my celibacy streak, It would be him but I wasn't going to do that no matter how raw and sexually appealing he looked. “I see… Tell me about your job..what do you actually do?” I asked, curiosity taking over. “Are you sure you want to talk about that?” He asked with raised brows. “Yes, I am. We aren't truly a couple and we probably have nothing in common, plus I would like to know how a hot man like you ended up being a gigolo.” He threw his head back and laughed heartily. It was a rich sound that sent bolts of sparks down certain parts of my body. For a moment I imagined what that mouth would feel like eating me out. I shook my head at the thought. I was not going to