The Price is Right

Jake recently turned 19. He is in the first year of university , but still living at home to save money. He is average in almost every sense of the word. He is 5'10, 175 lbs. Not fat, but not skinny. His high school career was nothing to write home about. He had a small circle of friends, who have since gone their separate ways once university started. His grades were average as well, but good enough to get him into his third choice university.

The romance department is where Jake lacked the most. He had struck out with almost every girl he had asked out. He did have one date during his last year of high school, but he later found out that it was a pity date. He had kissed a girl, but that was only because she had been dared to do it by her friends. That was as far as he had ever gone with a girl.

Jake had come to the conclusion that the only way to change his luck with women was to lose his virginity. And he knew that he would likely have to pay to do it. Jake had saved up around $1000 over the summer and was ready to make his dreams come true.

Jake had done some research in the shady parts of the internet and found a phone number of an escorting agency in his hometown. After a deep breath, he called and explained his predicament. He was a virgin, with a limited budget and no privacy. The kind lady on the other end explained their policy about new customers. They needed a recent STD test, as they couldn't verify his claims about being a virgin, although the receptionist did reassure him that she did believe him.

She also explained that new customers could not make any home calls until they were vetted. She gave him the name of a couple of hotels downtown that had some security guards on their payroll to ensure the safety of the girls. The cheapest room was $250, but the escort agency had a group discount that could be applied after he had been vetted.

As for selecting a female companion, the receptionist explained that most girls prices started at $300 an hour plus extras for different acts between the two consenting parties, plus a tip was always appreciated. She also explained that as Jake was a first time customer, the girls could choose to leave before any services rendered if they so chose, but the girls only do that if the guy is a creep.

Jake did some rough math in his head. The cost of the STD test, a taxi to and from the clinic, the hotel room and taxi there and back will leave him without enough money for any fun. Jake expressed this concern to the receptionist, mainly just talking out loud for his own self pity. The receptionist did reveal that they had a last minute selection. Instead of booking a specific girl, he could book a time and place and then the agency would send out a girl who had not yet been booked. The downside is that he couldn't choose who he was going to be with, but the cost was significantly less. Without hesitation Jake agreed.

Jake transferred the money and spent the next week getting everything in order. He went to the clinic and got tested, even though he knew what the outcome would be. He booked a room at one of the hotels that the receptionist recommended. And lastly, he came up with a valid excuse to his parents to give him an alibi. He told them he was going to study at a friends house, and his parents didn't question him.

On Friday, Jake made his way to the hotel and checked into his room with only a small backpack as luggage. Inside the backpack was a change of clothes, deodorant, cologne and 2 dozen condoms, just incase. Jake showered, and jerked off before his date arrived. After pacing around the room for what felt like forever, there was a knock on the door.