Disturbed in a good way

You manage to take care of household necessities like laundry and dishes and even manage to catch time for a nap. You have dreams about banging Heather, then banging Ashley, then.... just banging. And more banging. And more.

Eventually, you wake up; the banging doesn't stop. Looking out the window and into the harsh afternoon light, you see why - a moving van is being noisily unloaded across the street. One of the moving men fumbles with a box and drops it, scattering its contents on the pavement - a large load of women's underwear. You get a small chuckle as the men scurry to pick it all up and you can tell they're enjoying that part way too much.

A white car pulls up, blocking your view momentarily before pulling into your driveway. It takes you a few moments to recognize Heather's car. You step outside to meet her on your front porch.

"Hey," she says without any other preamble. "Got bored and lonely at the house. I'm gonna hit some clubs tonight. Thought I'd see if you and Ashley wanted to come with."

"I'm game, but I don't know about Ash. So I won't speak for her," you answer, taking a seat on the porch swing. Heather joins you and the two of you lazily rock back and forth, watching the trio of noisemakers across the street move boxes and furniture from the truck to the house.

"Hey, that bedset looks familiar...," Heather says. "And so do those chairs." She leans against you in a not-so-innocent way. The porch railing keeps her hand out of sight of the street - a good thing as she slowly rubs your groin through your jeans.

"Lemme guess - feeling horny again?" You say lightly.

"Just thinking about a pre-club quickie," she responds. "I've found that if I get off once or twice before I go, I don't end up just taking home the first pair of legs I dance with."

"That sounds.... actually, that sounds pretty smart," you compliment. You pat her thigh, then squeeze it lightly near her womanhood. A dark-colored car pulls into the driveway across the street. "Guess she's my new neighbor."

"She? How do you know it's a woman?" You tell her about the box of lacy underthings.

"It all looks like women's stuff they're moving in, too," you conclude. "I haven't seen anything that says 'man-stuff' yet."

The car door opens as the engine shuts off. A pantyhose-clad leg appears first, then its mate. A striking Asian woman emerges, wearing a skirt-suit. You hear Heather gasp next to you, and you already know why.

"No. Way," Heather says. "She went from delivery girl to business queen in one night?"

"That's.... That's a helluva getup," you comment. Tina's hair is pinned back in a bun, and smart glasses frame her eyes. Even though it's not directed toward you, her glare is cold as she stares down the movers.

"Why are you still here? You said it'd be done by two-thirty. It's four forty-five now." Her voice is sharp and commanding, and there's something in her movements that makes you want to run down there and help them move faster.

"Wow... And Ashley was the dominant when I walked in on them. Guess she must've figured something out. Gonna use your bathroom real quick." Heather gets up and heads inside. You watch Tina a bit more. She pulls out a cellphone and dials a number. You can hear her voice change almost immediately, though you have to strain to hear it since she's no longer yelling.

"Hey, baby. I know I said tonight was good and you made plans with me, but something's come up and I can't have you over just yet. Think tomorrow will work? Wednesday? Okay, I can do that. And I'll even give you a discount for being so sweet and patient." There's a long pause as whoever she's talking to says something. "Oh, yeah, baby. My pussy's going to be extra wet for your hard cock. Can't wait to have you over."

She glances around the neighborhood. You're the only one outside aside from herself and the movers, and you're able to make it look as if you're dozing on the porch swing and oblivious to everything around you.

Heather reappears and kisses you on the cheek. "Yeah, it's a nice day, but you don't have a great setup for outdoor sex like Ashley and I do."

You look at her, then down her top at her braless tits, knowing she's leaning down for that effect intentionally.

"It gets even better, Heather," you whisper in her ear after you return the kiss. Once you lead her back inside, you tell her what you overheard. "Looks like Tina's got those clothes on because it's a costume. Sounds like she's gotten herself into prostitution."

"Wow...," Heather looks out the window briefly. "Wonder how much."

"You can always go over and ask her," you respond. "Not sure what she'll tell you, but she might give you a discount for not getting a chance to sleep with her for free."

Heather laughs and instead goes to your computer and pulls up several websites. Within minutes, she has profiles up on three of them, complete with pictures that are undeniably the same woman.

"Let's see..... Says she's bisexual, prefers one-on-one sessions, uses her own bed and home instead of traveling, open to 'various forms of sexual play,' and.... doesn't have any prices listed. Just a phone number. And a bunch of pics on this one." Heather scrolls through the images, which show Tina in a number of sexy costumes and a few that showed her in teasing softcore poses.

Curious, and knowing that Heather is, too, you dial up the number. After a few rings, you hear Tina's sultry voice answer.

"Hello, is this... Tina Dreams?" You read her name off the screen.

"It is, and who might I have the pleasure of talking to?"

"John," you respond.

"Ohh... I like the sound of that. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I'm looking at your profile on Exotic Escorts and I like what I see, especially the schoolgirl outfit. I'm wanting to know if you have some time available soon." You and Heather look out the window again, watching Tina open up a small planner.

"Well, I've got an opening for you if you're available at the end of the week," she says.

"I do. How much should I bring along?"

"Depends on what you want, sweetheart. I'm available for almost anything."

"Anything? It says on your profile you prefer one-on-one sessions. Does that mean you won't do multiple partners? Or is it just one customer at a time?"

"First two extras are fifty each, on top of any other charges," she quotes. "After that, I charge based on trust. Being a new customer, I'll need to do a background check on you. But don't worry, baby, I won't charge you for that."

"Sounds good," you're impressed - she not only appears to be legit, but she's smart enough to take precautions. Not that a smart sting operation wouldn't tear through it. "So do you need my address?"

"I don't travel except to customers I know I can trust, hon. You'll come to my place. And then come at my place," the last statement has an arousing edge to it. She gives you an address that matches the one for the house across the street.

"I know that area. Don't live far from it." No big deal, telling that much to the woman on the other end of the line.

"Alright, then, John. You'll get to see your naughty schoolgirl Friday afternoon. I've got your number now, so I'll call you if there's a change in schedule." She disconnects before you can even say a word.

"Did you... just make plans to fuck a hooker?" Heather seems astounded. "Ashley won't like that."

"I never said I planned on going over there. I'll call her back in a couple days and tell her my girlfriend won't like it unless she's involved, too."

"And if she's okay with that?"

"I call you," you answer with a wink. She smiles sexily and you can see her nipples stiffen under her shirt. "Now, you mentioned something about a quickie?"