Brenda sends Nadia her first customer

Two days later Nadia answered a call from Brenda, who sounded excited and happy.

"I've got your first customer," her friend told her, giving her a name and address. "He needs a sitter for tonight starting at seven. You're good right?"

"I can't wait," Nadia giggled. "Am I actually going to babysit, or just fuck him?"

"He's taking his wife out. They have an eight year old girl. He'll drive you home."

"Perfect! Is he nice?"

"I've never met him, but if Mr. Fraser recommended him he should be ok. Have fun girl!"

Nadia felt her tummy fluttering with excitement, and although she didn't like to admit it, some apprehension as well. It was one thing to talk about fucking older men for money, but it was another thing to realise you were actually going to do it. She wondered what this Mr. Simmons was like, and how he would behave. She fought down some anxious doubts about her decision and headed for her bedroom to decide what to wear.

She'd be meeting his wife, so she didn't want to look slutty, but she did want to look appealing and pretty. She didn't know what Mr. Simmons liked but she'd seen enough porn to know that older men like teenage girls. She decided to go with a simple, girl next door look, wearing a moderately tight scoop necked shirt and a pair of cut off jeans that stopped well below the curves of her rump. Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled in satisfaction, thinking herself looking innocent enough to pass muster with the wife and interesting enough to stir Mr. Simmons' interest.

With a final smile at her reflection she checked her purse for condoms, then headed out the door for her appointment.