Daisy offers an indecent proposal

Daisy was weighing her options. It had been months since she'd touched a dick that wasn't Mr. Johnson's, ever since he demanded exclusivity in return for a slight pay raise. Exclusivity for her. He was still fucking his wife a couple times a week.

But what choice did she have? Better for her to cheat on him than cost him his job, she thought. As she tried to think of an alternative, Paul was staring at her. He *did* look good. Lisa wasn't crazy for hitting on him. The way he crossed his arms over his bare, dark chest just made him look more toned.

"Okay," she sighed, getting down onto her knees. The gravel of the alley didn't bother her knees anymore. Lunchtime blowjobs in the parking garage had trained that out of her.

"Oh my God, what are you doing?" Paul asked. He took a step away from her.

She stepped toward him on her knees. "Cmon, we both know this is what you were angling for. Why else did you bring me out to the SLUTSTOP?" She pointed toward the graffiti on the door behind him. "Drop trou and let's do this. I make you cum, you let me keep my insurance. Don't worry, it's a good deal. I'm great with my mouth."

Daisy was grinning. This actually seemed kind of fun. She put both hands on his belt and pressed her face against his thigh, looking at the growing bulge between his legs. "You got something fun for me?" she asked.