Chapter 14 by Zeebop

What Now?

Cold Feet

It would have been easier at that point to just go through with it. To lie back and let the whore she had hired stick her cock inside of her, scratch that itch, just let it happen. The reporter had already paid, and her body was hot, feverish, **** for it, biological clock suddenly click-click-clicking away.

But Lois Lane had never gone the easy way with anything.

"I'm...I'm sorry," she said, sliding off the bed. "I changed my mind. I can't."

The dickgirl prostitute blinked, penis waving in the air.

"Cold feet, huh? You want me to wrap it up? I mean, I'm clean, but if you don't want to risk it I understand." she said.

"No, it isn't that Angelica, it really isn't." Lois put her hand over her eyes, telling herself not to look at the cock. "I just...I don't know what came over me. I shouldn't have hired you. Shouldn't have hired anyone. This was a first to me, and I just..."

"Feel bad about it?" There was a squeak as the escort got off the bed. "Look, it's your first time, you're uncomfortable I get that...we don't have to do anything you don't want to do. But you've already got me here...we can do some other things, you know?"

The reporter turned her head, not wanting to meet those eyes. To see those breasts, that dick, ready and waiting for her, if only she had the courage too...

"We can stream a movie. Some old horror movie in black and white, or sappy Hallmark channel shit. We can talk, have a beer, eat popcorn. Be girlfriends for a bit." Blaze offered.

Lois sighed. "No sex?"

"Not unless you want it. You get hot and bothered watching The Shape of Water and want me to eat your pussy or fuck your ass, I'll do it. But you just want to drink wine and talk about what's on your mind...we can do that too."

The reporter opened her eyes. The cock was still there, still hard. Angelica was steadfastly ignoring it, her gaze utterly sincere.

"If you don't mind...yeah, let's get something to drink." She turned toward the kitchen, knowing the escort would be looking at her ass the whole way, hating herself for being a cocktease. "I don't have beer, but I have wine and vodka..."