05

Cara can’t believe she uttered those words, the smug on his face disgusts her him. To make it worse and uncomfortable, she feels the middle-aged man grab her butt with her smirk on his face.

She wants to slap the smug of his face and break his nose but she stands still until he lets go. All she can see his red with murder on her mind but she controls it.

« Well, well, well. » Jim walks away from her giving Cara a breathing space as he goes and sits on his chair. « My clients have been dying to have a piece of you. » He speaks the truth. Another truth is that he himself wanted Cara, he can feel the bulge in his pants, painfully pushing against his zip as he touched Cara’s soft ass. He is seating down to control himself, Jim doesn’t sleep with his girls but Cara is tempting.

He is definitely going to jerk off over the feel of Cara’s butt the minute she leaves.

Cara is beautiful, no man can disagree, apart from facial beauty, Cara has an hourglass figure, thick thighs, well-structured ass but she lacked the boobs to make a cleavage dress or shirt work.

« Look, I just need the fast cash now. » Cara doesn’t even know why she is explaining but she feels the need to. The explanation is more to her, reminding her self why she is going through this humiliation.

« Don’t we all. » Jim mocks.

« Be ready by 8. » Cara takes his next statement as her cue to leave and that she does, not looking back. She takes what’s left of her pride out of the disgusting office and away from its disgusting owner.

~~~

Cara had tried to prevent her roommate/best friend from finding out about her arrangement with Jim but it only took an hour for Cassie to find out her best friend was hiding something. When Cara told Cassie her plans, Cassie felt her heart crash into pieces. She wouldn’t wish her way of life to anybody, especially her best friend.

She doesn’t want her best friend to experience the emptiness she feels inside her as she gives herself to those men, the shame she feels when they give her money for her service, she dies a little every time. Cassie tried talking Cara out of it but she had made up her mind.

Since it’s no use convincing her, Cassie decides to help her friend, with makeup and lingerie related issues. Cassie looks at her friend from the mirror as she helps her straight her wild curls that she always envy, she hates that Cara is doing this.

« Are you sure about this ? » Cassie asks as she drops the straighter on the table, turning it off from the socket. Cara starts at her image in the mirror as she takes in the new look, straight her, heavy makeup on crowned with a bold red lipstick. She looks beautiful but it’s not the type of beauty she is used to, she misses her curls.

She gives her friend a small smile before answering the question Cassie has asked 10 times already.

« Relax, it’s not that I am a virgin or anything. » Cara jokes but Cassie keeps a straight face. She knows her best friend makes jokes when she is in an uncomfortable situation, scared, nervous and sad.

To keep her head straight and not freak out, Cara imagines what she is about to do this night as a nightstand but with a catch, she gets paid.

Cara has had a lot of one night stands with drunks at the bar, with the guy who looked like Idris Elba and so may more idiots, this won’t be that bad.

« It doesn’t make a difference, » Cassie muttered playing with Cara’s hair. Cara turns, facing her best friend, overwhelmed by the care and worry.

« I am going to be okay, I promise. » Cara holds her hands as they both stare into each other’s eyes. Cassie has a chestnut brown eyes with matched the color of her hair, her shoulder-length hair cut fits her round face perfectly, it is no surprise she always cut it once it goes over her shoulders.

« Besides, the money being offered for a night is jaw-dropping, » Jim had called 2 hours back, giving Cara the venue and the money she is to expect. The pervert is offering a thousand dollars for the night, it is absolutely crazy. She couldn’t help but wonder who it was and why he offers so much money for her.

« Don’t you think it’s too much ? I mean girl, your pussy ain’t made out of gold. » Cara gasps at Cassie’s statement, she knows she is joking but dramatic Cara will always come out. Cara smacks Cassie’s hands which she is holding, Cassie drags her hand away.

« Ouch, I was just saying. » She shrugs.

« You never know it might be. » Cara brags as they both burst out into laughter.

Cara stands up taking a look at her full image in the mirror, she isn’t proud of what she was looking at. Not because she didn’t think she looks beautiful but because she subjected herself to be an object for a man’s pleasure. Black lacy bra with matching panties and high heels, she feels like puking at her image.

She looks like a hoe.

« Wish me luck. » Cara walks over to get her coat but she struggles considering the fact that she doesn’t like wearing heels. Cara wears her coat, comfortable by the warmth it gives.

« Luck. » Cassie watches her friend with amusement on her face on how her friend legs till shakes when wearing heels. Cara uses the wall as her guide as she walks towards the door, she turns to Cassie as she hears her laughing. Cara glares at her best friend before walking out of the room.

Cara walks towards the room which the hotel receptionist at the lobby directed her to, as she walks out of the elevator, she couldn’t help but commend the perverts taste, it’s quite exquisite. The walls painted in gold with amazing and weird artworks hung on the wall as she walked through the passage, staring at the numbers at each metal gold door so as to not miss her way. The beautiful chandeliers falling from the high ceiling brightens the passage as well as beautifying it, the passage smells of flowers but Cara cannot find any flowers, it is just beautiful.

Cara wonders how much her client will spend for a night here, it sure will be much, and it almost scares her. Fearless Cara had thought of possible outcomes this night while she was in her Uber coming, worst case scenario, she is used as sacrifice to appease some god and best case scenario, she does what she needs to do and gets home unharmed, with the money of course.

Her heart skips a beat as she set her eyes on a metal inscription that says, Room 209, her heart squeezes as her head tells her it’s time.

« You can do this, » Cara mutters her mantra for the night before knocking on the door, she took a step back after knocking, and just in case he is going open the door, she didn’t want to be close to him. Within seconds a reply comes, « It is open. » The voice says. Cara raises her eyebrows as she can swear that the voice sounds familiar, she just can’t put a face to the voice. She takes a dramatic breath in and out before placing her hand on the cold metal and pushing it down.

When she thought she had seen enough, Cara sets her eyes at the beautiful room before her with its king-sized bed strategically placed in the middle of it. The room painted in white which is distinct from the flashy gold color she was welcomed with, the room is spacious with leather chairs facing the bed. She gulps as she takes in the content of the table placed in the middle of the red leather chairs, different fruits placed on it, ranging from grapes, apples, bananas, and strawberries. A bottle of wine dipped in a bucket of ice and leaves on glass plates, rich people call them food but Cara would rather eat burgers than a fancy dinner of green leaves.

Thinking about burgers, Cara’s stomach growls as her eyes stay glued to the mouth-watering fruits, before her.

« Not now. » Cara mentally scolded herself.

Cara reluctantly takes her eyes off the table as she directs it back to the king-sized bed, silk sheets, and roses on the bed, at least she is going to lose her dignity in style. She has been hearing water running since she entered so she figured that the pervert is in the toilet and when she hears the sound of flushing, she figures it’s time.

Cara throws her small bag on the floor then unties her coat and takes it off, she welcomes the cold air that hits her as the coat slips to the ground. Cara just wants to get it over with, no sexy reveal of what is under her coat or any other bullshit foreplay, she just wants to get to it and leave.