Hooker Alley

Sally decided to have fun with the kind of person that would be used to this sort of thing – a prostitute. And Sally found that wearing the strap-on was releasing some rather strange feelings inside of her mind, and now she was going to act on them.

She drove the strip a few times over the course of 20 minutes, each time checking to see what woman appealed to her senses. There were a couple of young ones about her age but who knew if they were junkies or not. Nice looking eye candy but too unpredictable for reliability of health. And Sally did definitely not want anything to affect her new precious toy.

She drove to one of the well-known hookers bars near the edge of Hooker Alley, parked the car and entered the first bar. She paused in the doorway and let her eyes adjust for a minute, and then proceeded to the bar. There she sat down, ordered a rum and coke, and then deliberately eyed all the women in the place, checking them out thoroughly.

She finally settled on one that she felt would want a good time for a while, and then sashayed sexily over to the woman’s table. She looked down at the older woman of about 35 to 40 years and asked her, “This seat taken?”

The older woman, an attractive working brunette who did this to make a few extra bucks on the side looked at her curiously and replied, “It’s a free world. It’s taken if you want it.” She’s in great shape, having obviously taken great care of herself. The skirt she wore hugged her hips, and the suit accentuated her feminine curves; her blouse is buttoned low. She’s dressed in a black pinstripe business suit and skirt. The top three buttons of her white blouse are undone, and reveal a good portion of her ample, round breasts. Black nylon stockings encase her legs, and Sally could see black 3-inch pumps on her feet.

Sally found out she was divorced and hadn't dated for years. She was very friendly and outgoing but wasn't interested in any of the guys who asked her out. Finally Sally asked, “So what is your name?”

“Michelle”

“Are you interested in making some money or just small talk?”

“Maybe a bit of both” the older woman replied in a flirtatious manner with a winning smile.

Sally smiled also and said, “I’m going to the Best Western Hotel over the way and getting myself a room. Would you like to join me for the evening?”

Michelle thought for a long moment, looking intently at Sally while trying to figure her out. She then stood up and said, “I can – question is – would you like me to?”

Sally replied, “I picked you because I find you to be a very attractive woman, and I would like my first time with a woman to be with someone like you.” Which was mainly true, but Michelle didn’t know that – yet.

So they depart the bar and head over to the Best Western Hotel, where they check in as friends from out of town for the info required at the front desk. Sally also noted the female desk clerk for later if things didn’t work out with Michelle.