One blustery November afternoon, the elegantly dressed young hooker was shopping in a very exclusive department store. She had no real intention of buying, but her attention was suddenly drawn to an exquisite Dresden tea set. With plenty of money coming in, the girl was always acquiring tasteful things for her apartment, and she couldn't resist buying the lovely set.
When the saleslady handed her the well-wrapped package, Amber turned from the counter and was immediately elbowed by a man who was hurrying down the aisle. She let out a little squeal as the package crashed onto the floor. From the sound of breaking China, it was quite obvious what had happened to her lovely tea set.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" gasped the man, bending down to pick up the package.
"It isn't your fault," smiled Amber. "I should have looked before I stepped into the aisle."
"Is it anything valuable?" he asked.
"I'm afraid it is," she answered, starting to unwrap the package. "It's Dresden China."
"Oh, I'm so sorry," the man exclaimed when she unwrapped it and found the broken pieces. "Please let me pay for it."
"I wouldn't think of it," she smiled. "It wasn't your fault."
"But I'd still like to take care of it," he insisted. "My family owns this store."
"How convenient," she giggled. "But I really can't accept it."
"Then how about letting me buy you a cup of coffee or something?" he asked in an urgent voice.
Looking up at his face for the first time, Amber was pleased by his handsome features. He was in his early twenties, with thick, dark hair and the kindest brown eyes she'd ever seen in her life.
"No, thank you," she smiled. "But I appreciate the offer."
When she turned and walked away, Amber was conscious of his glance, following her down the aisle. Walking out of the store, she wondered why she hadn't accepted his offer for a cup of coffee. There was something about the man that she'd found extremely fascinating, and it would have been rather pleasant chatting with him.
Stepping out onto the sidewalk, Amber was greeted by a downpour of rain. Without a taxi in sight, and with no umbrella, she moved back under a canopy to try to keep dry. Even though she was under cover, the gusting winds blew the rain all over her.
"It seems you can never find a taxi when you need one," said a voice beside her. Looking up, she saw the man she'd bumped into, standing beside her.
"That's sure the truth," she answered through chattering teeth as the bitter cold rain lashed at her.
"My car's in the parking terrace at the corner," he informed her. "Would you let me drive you home?"
"God, yes!" beamed Amber. "I'm soaking wet."
"Then let's make a run for it," said the man, putting his arm around her shoulders, perhaps trying to keep some of the rain away from her.
When they finally reached his car, both of them were completely drenched. After giving him her address, Amber set shivering in the corner of the seat as he drove the car through the rain-swept streets.
"Would you like a cup of coffee?" she asked when he finally pulled up in front of her apartment. "If you're as bitter-cold as I am, you need one."
"Thanks," he grinned, getting out and opening the car door for her. "I could sure use one."
He entered the apartment with her, his nostrils filling with the fresh, damp smell of her rain-soaked hair. His eyes almost bugged out of his head when he saw how the wet, material of her blouse was clinging to her tits, deliciously revealing her big, hard nipples.
"We'd better get out of these wet clothes," she said a few moments later as she brought a robe out of her bedroom for him. "Why don't you take a warm shower and slip into this while I try drying your clothes by the furnace?"
When he'd disappeared into a bathroom, Amber went into the other bath, which adjoined her bedroom.
When she came out in her negligee, the man was sitting on the couch in the robe that Amber kept around the apartment for her clients.
"Feel better?" she asked him.
"I sure do," he answered, thinking how beautiful the lovely redhead looked in her near-transparent negligee as she walked into the kitchen to make coffee.
When she returned to the living room with the steaming cups, Amber sat down next to him on the couch. The girl couldn't understand why, but the nearness of this handsome young man made her feel all warm and moist inside.
"You're beautiful," he smiled appreciatively. "What's your name?"
"Amber," she softly answered. "What's yours?"
"Randy," the young man replied.
Suddenly feeling a strong desire to kiss the young man, Amber instinctively raised her softly parted lips to his, tenderly darting the tip of her tongue into his mouth. It had been a full year since she'd offered her lips to anyone without expecting money in return.
"You kiss neat," she softly whispered as she drew her face back and looked up at his handsome features.
Smiling tenderly at the girl, he gently pulled her soft, pliant lips to his mouth again, letting their warm, wet tongues sensuously entwine. The feel of Amber's warm little tongue probing deliciously around in his, mouth soon gave Randy a horrendous boner. Drawing her soft young body against him, Randy's hard cock throbbed wildly under the robe he was wearing. With her soft body pressed against his, Amber too could feel his hard prick throbbing against her. Without thinking about what she was doing, the little hooker instinctively reached down and lightly caressed the hard bulge in the front of his robe.
Randy couldn't believe what was happening when he felt her soft, young fingers lightly rubbing his cock.
"Your hard little friend down there acts like he wants to come out," she whispered, lightly stroking his prick as their open mouths once more welded together in a deliciously deep kiss.
"He sure does," gasped Randy.
Slipping her hand through the opening in the front of his robe, she gently pulled out his thick, fleshy boner.
"Oh, Randy," she excitedly whispered. "That's such a nice hard cock."
"Jesus Christ!" he gasped, feeling the soft coolness of her fingers wrapping round his throbbing tool.
As they squirmed against each other on the sofa, she felt the front of her negligee open, deliciously revealing her soft thighs. He stared at her bare flesh, a searing flame raging through his loins. Covering her softly parted thighs with his trembling hand, Randy could feel his prick throbbing wildly in the girl's hands.
Amber began gently squeezing and massaging his big, sensitive knob between her fingers. The feel of his smooth but hard cockhead was making her all hot and juicy between her legs.
"Oh, Randy," she whispered as she felt his hand tenderly caressing the soft, yielding flesh of her inner thigh and slowly moving up toward the hot muskiness of her steaming cunt.
Their mouths passionately locked in a deep, tongue-sucking kiss, and their trembling hands busily explored each other's naked flesh.
"Oh, God," she shivered with delight when the tip of his blunt finger brushed across the open lips of her hotly aroused pussy.
The delicious slickness of her hot, slippery cunt flesh made Randy's cock jerk violently in Amber's hand.
Feeling the handsome young man's thick middle finger sinking into the scalding hotness bf her moist slit, Amber began sliding his loose foreskin up and down over his big, plum-colored knob.
"Honey," she whispered. "Let's take these dumb robes off."
When Randy stood up, Amber slipped out of her negligee and laid back against the cushions to watch him. A tingling warmth raced through her hotly aroused pussy when the man dropped his robe, revealing all of his hard nakedness to her. Amber had always been thrilled by the sight of an erect cock, but there was something extremely erotic about the way this smooth, hard dick speared up from the big, hairy balls that hung so heavily between his muscular legs. She loved the jaunty angle of his powerful shaft as it thrust up arrogantly in front of him.