Chapter 2

Harley’s POV

“Ericka that stupid guy with the shoe fetish is on line 4” I scream.

Damn what’s a girl to do to get some shut eye here. They know I was out prowling last night. Damn what a night it was indeed. I smile to myself when I move my leg and feel that delicious sourness in my body that only a good fuck can give you.

I had been talking to this guy who goes by the name Big Papa. I must admit I thought he was lame at first and I found myself in the usual routine. You know what I’m talking about. Yes, yes I’m so wet. Give it to me more. Faster, faster. You’re the man.

Arrgg I can’t imagine how they think a girl is really into them. I know I sounded bored. He didn’t even sound like he was masturbating to me. After 3 weeks he became my regular. He would call and only want to talk to me. Said it was funny when I made my sex noises. Said he could picture me just siting there and rolling my eyes all board.

After a while he would call and just want to talk about his day. Hey the dude was paying good money just to talk. So we freaking talked. He then got bold and asked me out. I mean it had been almost 2 weeks since I got laid, so what the hell. Yeah the guy sounded doable so I told him I’d meet him at the café across town.

I wasn’t bringing him here. He didn’t make me wet.

So I dressed in my leather gear and went to meet him. I told him to bring a book on the Kama sutra and put it on the table so I knew it was him. I’m not stupid if the guy doesn’t appeal to me, I was out of there.

I parked my Harley and walked in the place. I went to the counter and ordered a water. I don’t drink coffee. As I waited for my water I scanned the room and bingo. Oh shit this guy was to fine to be calling a 1-900 sex line. Hmm wonder what his story is?

I got my water and headed in his direction. Do you love it when they call you Big Papa? I asked suppressing a smile when he practically jumped out of his seat. He swung around and his eye raked over my body.

“Wow your freaking hot.” he says and I smirk.

“I’m sorry I was just so hoping I wasn’t going to be a dude that showed up or something like that.” he said.

I laugh “Yeah I know what you mean.” I tell him giving him the once over. Why the hell does this guy need to call us?

“I can tell by that look that your wondering why I call you.” he tells me.

“Yeah it’s not like your ugly. Why do you call?” I ask.

“I’m a VP of a large company and some times there is no time to date. You know some times you just have to get your rocks off without a clingy chick wanting commitment.” He tells me.

Good we seem to be on the same page. I don’t have to worry about him stalking me later wanting to marry me. Believe me it’s happened to me to many times to keep track of. That’s why I decided to start disguising myself so they can’t find me to easy. Tonight I have black hair and dark brown eyes.

“Yeah I for sure know what you mean.” I tell him.

“So do you want to sit down and have some coffee?” I shake my head no.

“I don’t like the stuff. I love the smell but the taste is just not my style.” I tell him showing him the water bottle in my hand.

I sat down and he talked for a while. Shit I just want to get naked with him. I don’t need this freaking insight into his damn soul.

“So shall we go?” he asked.

“Yes I’m ready.” I tell him, when I was thinking 'yes I’m all wet and ready for you.'

We walked out and he lead me to his Mercedes. A hell no I’m not leaving my baby behind. “No can do I have my Harley over there.” I tell him.

“I’ve never been on a motorcycle I don’t think so.” he tells me looking worried.

Ah a wimp “Well let me ask you a question. Have you ever had sex on one?” He looks at my Harley then at me.

“Lead the way little lady” he says.

Yeah that’s what I thought. When we got to my bike I swung my leg over and motioned for him to get on back. When I started off he grabbed on tight to my waist.

He leaned forward and said “damn this just makes you more hot” he said.

I smirk and “do you know they call that the bitch seat” I shot back at him.

His eyes widened and then he laughed. A big throaty laugh that along with the vibrations under me made me moan.

I think he must have heard because he inched his hands up from my waist until he cupped my breasts in his hands. I swallowed and gripped the leather seat with my thighs.

He pinched my nipples between his thumb and index finger. He then rolled it side to side and alternated with a pinch. I felt heat surge from my nipples to my very juicy kitty. Yes my kitty was sure purring now. I’m glad I shaved it into a nice landing strip.

I leaned back into his chest and tried very hard to concentrate on the road. I thought he was going to stop when I hit a red light and a truck pulled up beside us. To my surprise and utter joy he didn’t. He kept on working me into a frenzy. The guy besides us just stared with his mouth open damn but I’m sure he’s going to dream of me tonight.

I took off when the light turned green but the poor guy was still there. Probably thought he had an out of body experience. Hahahaha

I drove him to a secluded spot I like to use.

“Ahh Big Papa that was very naughty of you” I tell him and he smirks.

“ Well I didn’t hear a complaint from you. As a matter of fact I did hear a couple of moans.” he says.

He made me laugh. Yeah this is going to be enjoyable.

I got off the bike and told him to get off. Then to get back on facing me. I stripped of my shirt and pants and stood in front of him in my bra, panties and heels.

“It’s time for me to make you moan Big Papa.” I tell him as I walk over to him and peel off his shirt. I throw it and it lands in the pile of my clothes. I leave his jeans on for now. I’m going to torture him first.

I straddle the bike facing him with my knees over this thighs. Ay yes I feel his shit all hard for me. I grind into him ad I rub my breasts in his face. I hear him moan and I smirk.

I love having this power over men. Then the tables turn and he yanks my hair back and with his other hand yanks the front of my bra down and latches on to a nipple. I groan from the pleasure and fist my hands in his hair making sure he didn’t move from that spot.

He switched nipples and was just driving me wild. I squirmed and he ground. He jumped of the bike and took off his pants along with his underwear. He resumed his position on the bike making me lean back on the handle bars. He tilted my body back and bent forward to kiss down my chest and abs.

He lifted me so his face was close to my kitty. He ripped off my panties and feasted on my kitty until I purred. Oh man does this guy know how to eat kitty. My orgasm made me scream. Before I even regained myself he plowed into me making me scream again. “Big Papa did you’ I panted out.

“Yes I put on a rain coat.” he smirked as he kept ramming me. Man this was wild. Slam after slam I was so close. Then he flipped me over so my ass was facing him and he entered me in that position. I gasped from the feel.

He smacked my ass cheek. “What’s my name” he screamed.

What the hell I was so far gone I couldn’t speak. He smacked my ass again. “What’s my name” he screamedagain.

“Big Papa” I yelled to him.

Ah hell no I can’t let him one up me. So I squeezed him with my kitty muscles and he groaned out loud. I then back up on him and took over the rhythm.

“Fuck that’s good” he groaned out.

I slammed back into him over and over until he screamed out my name. That sent me over the edge.

“Damn Harley that was fucking amazing.” I smirked at him.

“ We have to do this again” he tells me.

I laugh but don’t say anything.

We get dressed and I drive us back to the café so he can get his car. He leaned in and kissed me.

“So when can I see you again?”

“We said no attachments.” I tell him.

“What the hell Harley why can’t we see if this leads to something?” I look at him, shit he was the one that said no attachments. Damn one less client.

‘No I told you it was just for one time only.” He got all pissed off and stamped away.

Now here I am jut laying here trying to get some sleep.

“Harley that guys not calling for me” said Erika “he wants vixen.

“So give her the shitty phone and let me sleep.” I flip onto my stomach trying to get comfortable.

Vixen’s POV

I was doing my nails when Erica barged in. “Your shoe fetish guy is on the line for you.”

“Ah Marcus” I smirk “I’ll take it in here.”

I picked up the head phones and put them on carefully so I wouldn’t smug my polish.

“Hello Marcus” I say all breathy.

“Vixen finally, what are you doing?” I smile.

“I’m polishing my nails” I tell him.

“ahhh he moans, what color?” he whispers as if we were talking about something dirty.

“There fire red. My fingers and my toes.” He moans again.

“Are you wearing shoes?” He asked me.

“Yes I’m wearing red stiletto fuck me shoes” I tell him.

I hear him breath heavily. “Will you stand up and walk to the mirror?”

“There I’m in front of the mirror” I tell him.

“I want you to take your cloths of and just leave the shoes on” he tells me.

I do as he asked “Ok.”

“I want you to wet the tip of your index finger and rub your nipple. For me” He said.

Oh shit he usually just wants to talk about my shoes. Well fuck it. I do as he tells me.

“Now put two fingers in your mouth and wet them with your tongue. Did you do it?”

I pull my fingers out of my mouth, anticipating his next command. “Yes.”

“Good girl now trail your hand down your chest and rub your clit for me.”

I do as he says and moan “close your eyes and just feel. Pretend I’m in back of you rubbing all your secret places. Whispering in your ears that your hot and look so sexy in your shoes. They make your legs longer and your has look firmer. Oh yeah can you feel me rub you Vixen.”

I orgasm so hard I cry out.

“Thank You vixen” he says then the line goes dead.

“Hoy damn that was hot” I say out loud.

Shit that ass hole just turned the tables on me. He has been wanting to meet me for over 3 months. I told him the only way I would do that is if he made me cum. instead of me making him cum. like I do every time he calls. He freaking tricked me. But damn that was good, he just earned himself an invite to The Fun House.

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