Supply and Demand

Supply and Demand

Chapter 2

Fusedtwilight: Well here is chapter two of Supply and demand. This chapter will have graphic sex in it between a man and a woman so if you don't like sex scenes skip that part when you get to it. Other than that I hope you all can handle the bad grammar in this fic, I don't have a beta for it. This is my first lemon so please be gentle.

Carlos P.O.V

Alex dropped me off at home.

"I will give you a call tomorrow. What is you're number?" he asked.

I gave him the house number, I didn't have a cell, couldn't afford one.

"I will talk to dad about hiring you on. He might be hesitant but I will convince him, don't worry."

He drove off and I sighed. What had a gotten myself into? Prostitution? God have I really sunk so low I was going to sell my body to a bunch of strange women for money?

It was shameful but what choice did I have?

I opened the front door, unlocking it with my key. It was quiet, everyone must be in bed. I walked upstairs, careful to be quiet. I passed Erik's room, it was next to mine.

The door was open and I peered inside. Erik was sleeping, the covers were pulled up to his chest. I walked inside his room. It was in complete disarray of course. Ma ma must not have had time to clean it up. I sat down on the bed and just looked at Erik. It was funny, in many ways he was more like a son than a brother to me.

After dad left and ma ma and Miguel were working I had to spend all my time looking after Erik. Feeding him, clothing him, changing his diapers. I was there when he said his first word. I was there when he first learned to walk.

He was eight now, seemed like only yesterday he was still just a baby. After Miguel I busted my ass to help mom around the house and getting a job to help pay for bills and shit. Now is seemed like soon none of that would matter.

I felt bad for poor Erik. He always had to go to school in second hand cloths, he got picked on at school because of how poor we are, some of the meaner kids even went so far as to make fun of him for not having a father.

I can't do anything about the last bit. But I can give him a better life. If Alex is right not only can I make enough money to pay all the bills but give my family the life we deserve. Ma ma would no longer have to work so hard to the point of exhaustion, she could spend more time at home with Erik and me, Erik could go to school with his head held high ion his new cloth's.

It was not the worst job in the world. I could be doing worse, like pushing drugs or getting involved with a gang like Miguel did. Who was I to complain? I was going to be having sex with a who bunch of hot older, rich women, what was so bad about that?

I just hope to god this works out because if it doesn't my whole life could crumble. I just had to keep on reminding myself why I was doing this. Who I was doing this for and I would be okay.

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Alex P.O.V

I didn't get much sleep that night. My mind was on fire with all the thoughts and idea's I had.

I already made a list of women who I thought would go for this, at the top of the list was Caroline. I was going back to her house today and I would ask her about it then. I just hope to god she says yes, other wise I am about to loose a very good customer.

Maybe I should go to uncle Rufus about this, he knows more about this than I do.

I got up early, having only six hours of sleep. Dad was up with a bag of ice pressed to his face. "You okay?" I asked.

"Had worse," he said.

I sat down at the table. "We need to talk," I said.

"I know."

"Listen, there is this guy I go to school with and he needs money, I want him to come work for us," I said.

"Alex, we have our own money issues to worry about," he said.

"Dad, if we hire another guy on me and him can do the jobs me and you normally do while you get another job."

"Another job?"

"Yes another job. We need to get as much money quick as we can and while I do the business you can work somewhere else to help make more money. We have two months and we need to high tail it. Nine hundred-thousand dollars is a lot after all."

He flinched when I gave him a small glare. "Alright, you have a point. Make's getting money easier if you run the jobs while I get out and get more work. Can you handle it?" he asked.

"Dad, please. We have been doing this for five years, I can handle it," I said.

"So who is this friend of yours?" dad asked.

"His name is Carlos, his family is having money problems so I offered him a job to help him get back on his feet," I said.

"That was nice of you. Does he have any experience with out line of work?"

"Anyone can mow a lawn dad," I said.

"I just get nervous you know that. New people make mistakes. I just don't want him to be trimming the hedges and make a mistake or something."

Well Carlos would be trimming the hedges, just not as dad thought.

After I got some breakfast I called Carlos up. His mom answered on the third ring. "Hello?"

Crap, I wish she hadn't answered. How am I supposed to talk to someone when I am pimping they're kid out to a bunch od lonely housewives. "Hello, is Carlos there?"

"May I ask who is calling?"

"Tell him it's Alex," I said.

"One moment. Carlos, phone!"

I heard the phone move around. I heard his mom tell him who is was. "One moment," he said in the phone.

I heard him moving around than the sound of the door closing. "Alright, I am in my room. Whats the deal?"

"I got my dad to hire you on. I am getting ready to go over to one of our clients houses right now. I will make the offer than call you back. Are you ready to do this?" I asked.

"Don't have much choice. I just can't get caught doing this, ma ma wouldn't be able to handle it if she found out. When she learned Miguel was in a gang she was devastated, if she found out I was sleeping with married women for money her heart would break. I mean she still thinks I am a virgin."

I wanted to ask him how the hell he pulled that off. From what I heard from the gossip girls Carlos had quiet the little love nest at his place. None of my business.

"I am sorry Carlos. I'm feeling bad now." It was true. I was doing this more for me than I was doing it for him.

"Don't, like you said, we got to use what we got. Times are tough and desperate times and all that...just promise me this won't affect my family. Promise me this won't ruin us."

I shouldn't have promised anything. What we were doing was risky as hell, so many things could go wrong. So many things could happen I had no right to promise anything. But I put aside all that and said the only thing I could.

"I promise nothing will go wrong."

Later I was back over at Caroline's. Once again I was in her house, but this time I was doing the dishes. One thing I don't get was how a lone woman can make such a load of dirty dishes in a day and night.

Once again she was on her phone complaining to her friend about her husband. I listened very closely this time. Taking in her words, remembering every detail. Every thing she said could be useful later.

She got off the phone and turned on the t.v. I took off my rubber gloves and took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. Walking into the living room I addressed her.

"Caroline, may we talk?" I asked.

"Sure Alex. Have a seat." she smiled and patted a spot right next to her.

I sat down and tried not to seem nervous or fidgety, I tried to cultivate calm and peace.

"Caroline I have worked for you for over a year now and I really appreciate how good you have treated me and my dad."

"Aw, thank you sweetie." she patted my hand.

"Well the thing is I know you get really lonely here all by yourself, when the mister is at work and everything. And hearing you're conversation now reminded me of the conversation you had yesterday."

"Alex, I hate to interrupt but what are you talking about?" she gave me this look, like she had an idea where it was going but wasn't sure.

"Well...I would like to help you not be so lonely."

"How do you intend to do that?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

"Well. What if I told you I can help you...find the intimate company you need."

She smiled and put her hand on my knee. "Why Mr. Kingston are you trying to seduce me?" she asked.

"What? No, no, no, no. Not me." I gently grabbed her hand and moved it from my knee. "I mean I can help you find someone...see Caroline. I have recently started a new business venture. My new private venture caters to the needs of lonely, neglected women like yourself."

Her mouth fell a little and she stared at me with shock. Than she burst into laughter and covered her mouth. "Am I being pranked right now? Is there a hidden camera that is recording us?" she looked around as if expecting a camera crew to pop out and say 'Surprise!'

"I am serious Caroline," I said.

She stopped laughing and stared at me. "Are you telling me you are a pimp?"

"Well...more or less yes. Recently an acquaintance of mine has revealed he is in desperate need of money as am I. So since times are tough and we need money now we have entered an agreement where I help find him clients and manage the deals and he...well does the fun bit."

"Oh my god, you are serious?" she asked.

"Look Caroline I am sorry but I thought with how unhappy you are you might be the right person. I mean I figured a nice beautiful woman like you deserved more than what she was getting."

"I live a life of luxury, my husband is rich and gives me what ever I need, why would you think I would need any-"

"Caroline lets cut the bullshit."

"Excuse me?" her brows raised and her face got a little cold and hard.

"Look, yeah you are rich, you life a life of extreme leisure and you have to only snap your fingers and you get it. Plus you look amazing for you're age and you didn't have to use any nip or tuck am I right?"

"Well, yeah," she slightly smiled. Proud of her all natural looks.

"Well why is it you shouldn't get the one thing you should have. Sex. Think about it. You take care of the house...or have other people take care of it, you keep everything nice and fresh, you have done all you're wifely duties. Given him a son and been nothing but faithful and you think he may be having an affair?"

"Is. Found out yesterday from the private detective I hired he has been fucking his secretary."

Her face fell a little and I felt a pang of sympathy for her. I guess she may have loved her husband more than I thought.

"So why not get back at him? All the things you do and all you ask is for some quality time and the bastard has the audacity to go fuck some floozy slut? When he has a wonderful woman waiting and more than willing at home? You're husband strikes me as being very ungrateful and greedy."

She sighed. "Well I shouldn't really be surprised. We didn't marry for love exactly. His father was friends with my father and it just seemed right to do you know? I can't regret it, I did get my son William out of the deal." she smiled when she mentioned her son.

"I don't know what happened, we were happy, we got along fine and the sex was great, but at some point he became...boring. He never talked to me any more, never said how pretty I was, never smiled, never...well you get it. We drifted apart. I tried to fan the spark again but he just didn't seem to care any more."

She wiped the corner of her eye. I reached over to the table and grabbed her a tissue. "Thanks," she said dabbing her eye.

"Caroline, I like you. You are sweet, beautiful and a great mother. I know this may be a bit odd believe me. But let me help you, I can give you what you need and you can also get back at him for cheating on you."

"Well it might help the marriage last longer. I have considered divorce but William has so much going on right now I am afraid that if I split with Bill it will affect his studies."

"Well than think of it as medicine. It will help sooth your aching heart and you can keep on going a little longer."

She said nothing for a moment. Than she smiled. "You are right. Alright I am in. So how old is the guy?"

"Eighteen."

"My god he is young enough to be my son," she said.

"Believe me he is no little boy," I said.

"Do you have a picture?" she asked.

As it so happened I did. I showed her a pic I had of Carlos I had on my cell. It was from one of the football games from last year. He was in his football gear and had his helmet off and his face and hair was covered in sweat. Of course he did not know I had this picture, no one did. It was something I like to look at once in a while.

"Oh my," she smiled sultry at the picture and I saw the lust leak into her eyes.

"How big is he?" she asked.

"He is six foot three inches, I believe he ways two hundred and ten, all muscle an-"

"No, I mean how big is his cock?" she asked.

"Oh, um. Twelve inches long and two and a half inches in diameter when he is hard."

"You are bullshitting me," she said.

"No, I am serious."

She got an amazed look on her face and the lust increased. "Is he a virgin?"

"Sorry no, he has had four girlfriends."

"To bad, I have had lots of fantasies for a virgin. Something about popping a man's cherry that is so exciting."

She looked shocked she said that out loud and covered her mouth. "Oh I am so sorry. I can't believe I just said that."

"I have heard worse believe me," I said.

She giggled and covered her cheek. "Oh I can't believe I am doing this, this is so exciting...can you get me a picture of his cock?"

"I don't have a picture." wish to god I did though.

"Please, get me one and I will give you my decision," she said.

"Okay." I took the phone from her. "One moment."

I got up and walked out of the living room. I dialed Carlos's number and hoped he had a way to send me a picture.

Carlos P.O.V

I dialed Jessica's number, this was going to suck but it had to be done. I could not have a girlfriend and be sleeping with other women on the side. That would be wrong.

She picked up the phone. "Hey baby, I was just thinking about you." I could hear the teasing undertones. God I hope this doesn't go wrong. It would suck I break up with her and it turns out this idea of Alex's goes no where. I do have a bit of blue balls syndrome and it requires constant attention.

"Listen, Jess...we need to break up."

There was a long pause. "What?"

"I'm sorry but...some things have come up at home and I need to really work hard at my job and between that and practice I won't have time for a girlfriend."

"You are breaking up with me...on the phone?" an angry thread entered her voice.

"I don't want to Jess, but I have a whole bunch of shit going on right now okay. You know my family comes first."

There was a long pause. "Right...sorry...just caught me off guard."

I knew she was crying, I could hear it in her voice. I felt bad now. I swear if Alex's idea doesn't work I will kick his ass.

"I am sorry Jess, you're a great girl. I am sorry for this, I wish it didn't have to happen but I need to care for my family."

"Hey, I understand. I just hope we can still be friends."

"Of course. You know Tommy has had a thing for you for a while."

"Tommy? You mean Tommy Bridges from the team?"

"Yeah, you should try him out. You might like him."

"God I can't believe my ex is helping me find a new guy," she laughed a little.

The phone beeped, someone was trying to call.

"I got to go, someone is calling I think it is work. Sorry again, I will see you at school."

"Yeah, see you later."

I hanged up and the phone rang and I answered it. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's me," Alex answered.

"Hey, I just broke up with Jessica."

"Good timing, I am talking to the client right now and I am close to sealing the deal. But there is one thing we have to do."

"What?"

"I need you to send me a picture of you're dick when it is hard."

"...What?"

"Look I told her how big it was and she wants proof. You have a cell phone?"

"No, can't afford cells."

"Shit. First thing I am getting you when I have the money is a cell. Is there any way you can e-mail me a pic?"

"I have a digital camera."

"Excellent. Take a pic and e-mail it to me."

"Wait...you won't show this to anyone will you?"

"Oh for crying out loud, who am I going to show?"

"Okay...give me a moment. What is you're e-mail?"

He gave me the e-mail and I hanged up. I found my digital camera and closed and locked my door. Last thing I needed was for ma ma to walk in on me doing this. Awkward couldn't even begin to describe that scenario.

I laid down on my bed and pulled down my shorts. I turned the camera on and got ready. I grabbed my soft prick and began to slowly began to stroke it. Almost immediately all blood began to go south and I closed my eyes.

I imagined of Jessica. I remembered the night before when I snuck her into my house. Remembered how she pulled my pants down and took my soft dick in her mouth and sucked on it. Her lips so soft, her tongue licking at the slit of my head.

My cock began to harden, becoming more firm in my hand. I remembered when I pushed into her, she was so tight. They all were. I remembered how I had to cover her mouth, she could not help but make these little moaning sounds and I did not want her to wake the house up.

I remember how it felt to push in and pull out, how she gripped my shoulders tight, how her eyes grew wide as I filled her up. How in the end her walls clenched so tight I could hardly move. How when I finished I had to wait a few moments for my dick to grow smaller so I could pull out all the way and when I did it was with a small wet pop.

I opened my eyes and my cock was fully hard and in all it's glory. I smiled and held it up and took a picture. Than I made a quick trip to the bathroom to finish what I started. I then made my way back to my room and connected to the internet. We had dial-up so it took a while but soon I was logged on to my yahoo account and I hooked up my camera to the computer and sent the picture to Alex.

I logged off and called him.

"Sorry it took so long, I just sent it to you," I said.

"Good, she was starting to get nervous. I will call you back, all goes right you may be working today."

He hanged up and I put down the phone. Today? That soon? Man this is unreal. How did I go from working at McDonald's to man whoring?

The thought of working so soon was a little intimidating. I mean I had never been with an older woman before. The girls I had slept with had been in my age range. The woman I would be sleeping with could be old enough to be my mom.

A part of me was excited. I am a guy and the thought of lots of sex appeased to my libido greatly. But I was also nervous, I had only been with four girls. Was I experienced enough to give older women pleasure? These woman had been having sex much longer than. Next to them I was still a rookie.

I would find out soon enough.

Alex P.O.V

I was glad when Carlos finally called. I had been chatting Caroline up while we waited, with each moment that passed I saw doubt and uncertainty fill her eyes and I prayed he would hurry up.

After he called I went online on my cell and opened up my e-mail and opened the message he sent. My jaw dropped. He really was huge! To top it off he had a nice set of brown pubic hair at the bast of his shaft.

"What is it?" Caroline asked seeing my dumbfounded expression. I forgot she was there and I quickly composed myself.

"Sorry, never seen it before."

I handed her the phone and was pleased to see the look in her eyes as she stared at the photo. "Sweet mother of god!"

"And it can be yours Caroline...for the right price."

She handed me the phone, her hand shaking with excitement. God I hope she didn't just orgasm. I came close to it myself and all I did was look at the photo.

"Alright, I will take him. How much?" she asked her voice shaky.

This was where it got tricky. I was sued to selling useless crap we got from other jobs. Dad used Craigs list for when we found something really useful. Like a washer, or a couch, or that nice pair of Japanese swords some people left behind they're house when they moved.

Objects I could sell. But a living breathing person? Maybe I should have asked uncle Rufus before I started this. To late now.

"Well. Since you are a first time customer, and since the guy in question is not a virgin...one thousand dollars?"

I made it half-statement, half-question. Her face smoothed out and relaxed. "Wow that cheap? I heard stories from my friends about it being more than that."

"Well normally it is but like I said you get a whole bunch of discounts and stuff," I said quickly.

"Great. Okay so...when can I have him?" she asked.

"When would it be good for you?" I asked.

She thought for a moment. "Tonight. Bill has to leave town on business."

"Okay, tonight at?"

"Eight. It will be dark and I don't want no one seeing."

"Okay, tonight at eight, he will be there."

"Okay, so what is his name."

That caught me off guard. "What?"

"Well if I am going to sleep with someone I like to know they're name. Makes it easier when I am screaming their names," she said with a grin.

Shit I hadn't thought of that. I couldn't give her his real name. I needed to give him a fake one but what?

"His name is Alejandro," I said.

"Alejandro? Like that Lady Ga Ga song?" she asked.

"Just like the song," I said nodding in agreement. Ironically enough that is where I got the name from. I heard the song on the way over to her house.

We finished talking and as I was leaving she paid me for the work I did today. Before I left I had a request.

"Um, look. Do you think you could help us out. Keep you're ear to the ground and see if you can find out if you can find any more customers for us?" I asked.

"Sure, in fact I think I know quit a few girls who need some loving as well. If you're boy delivers I will help you out."

"Thanks Caroline," I said.

"No thank you. Hiring you was the best move I made."

I left her house and as I drove home I called Carlos up. "Carlos, get ready, we have our first customer."

Carlos P.O.V

I sat in Alex's Impala, it was ten minutes to ate and I usually didn't feel this nervous unless it was before a big game.

I had dressed in a pair of yellow work boots, a pair of jeans torn at the knee's and a simple white wife beater. I could have dressed better but Alex said it gave me the bad boy look girls like.

"Okay so remember you're name is not Carlos, it's Alejandro," he said.

We were going over a few details again. Wanted to make sure I knew everything before I went int.

"Why did you lie about my name?" I asked.

"Duh? What if the cops catch wind of whats going on? They learn some kid called Carlos is prostituting himself it narrows they're search, using another name helps keep you're true identity protected. Plus it is kind of exotic sounding," he said.

"Makes sense."

"Speaking of protection did you bring the condoms?" he asked.

"Yes, brought a whole pack."

"Good, what about the lube?"

"Got that too," I said.

"Alright you are all set to go than," he said.

"What are you going to be doing?" I asked.

"Waiting here, keeping an eye out. In case you need a quick get away."

"Alright."

I looked in the mirror and checked my hair. "How do I look?" I asked Alex.

He looked me up and down. "You look like every horny woman's wet dream."

I smirked in the mirror. I did look pretty damn good. I tried to focus less on how this was legally and morally wrong, I began to think more with my little head. How I was about to have sex with a more experienced woman. The sex was sure to be a lot better than it had been with Jessica and the others so I focused on that.

I had this. I had everything I needed, the looks, the package. This Caroline lady wouldn't know what hit her. By the time I was done with her she would be paying me to come back for more. Hell by the time I was done she would be telling all her friends and I would be spending my days in the beds of dozens of rich, lonely housewives.

The bills would be paid, Erik would stay with us and I would give my family everything they deserved.

"Now remember she is a good friend and client so treat her right okay," Alex said.

"I know how to treat a woman Alex," I said.

"No, you know how to treat a bunch of bubble gum chewing airheads. Caroline comes from different stock than what you are used to. She is classy and sophisticated so treat her with respect."

I rolled my eyes at his nagging. Did he think I was just some dumb jock?

"Don't worry, I got this."

I got out and made my way over to the house. But Alex rolled down his window and called out to me. "If you change you're mind I will be waiting."

"I am not going to change my mind," I said firmly.

"Okay, just letting you know."

He rolled the window back up and sat in his seat. I turned and headed back for the house. Everything about it was nice. The windows, the lawn, the paint on the house. It was big too, two stories tall. Hard to believe only a single man and a woman live here. You could have a family of twelve live here. I felt a pang of envy. What would I give to live in a place like this. To have enough money to waste on a place bigger than need be.

I walked along the sidewalk that led to the front door. A small group of flowers sat along the side. Ma ma would have loved them, she was into gardening. I reached the front door and knocked. I leaned against the door frame with my arm and brought my hand up to my mouth and breathed out. Quickly sniffing my breath I was satisfied it smelled good enough.

I heard the sound of shoes hitting a wooden surface and the door opened revealing my date for the night. Alex had been right. She was beautiful. I was amazed. She was forty-three years old but she looked to be in her thirties. If what Alex said was true she had no surgical help at all. Which was amazing because she looked great. She had curly auburn hair that cam to her shoulders, her skin was perfectly tanned, her breasts were of a decent size. Her eyes were pale blue and when she opened the door the slightly widened.

She looked me up and down and I smirked. "Hi, my name is Alejandro. I believe I was requested?"

She smiled. "Yes, come in," she said.

She stepped aside and I walked in, the house was even better on the inside than it was on the outside. I doubt there was a speck of dust any where.

I heard the door close and I turned to face Caroline. I crossed my arms and made sure to flex my muscles slightly, she noticed and her eyes watched the muscles in my arms move.

"So, um...I made some dinner, are you hungry?"

That threw me off a little. I thought she would want to get right too the sex. But if she wanted to wait I would not rush her. Women do not like being rushed into things.

"Sure, I could use a bite to eat," I said.

"Good. I made lasagna. Do you like lasagna?"

"Yeah, it's great," I said.

"Good." she took my hand and led me through her house. She showed me around a bit. Showing me the furniture,

pointing out family pictures.

It was a little weird, I was hired to fuck her but here she was giving me a tour of her house like I was any old guest.

I remembered what Alex told me on the way over. "Remember it is all about what she wants. Do everything you can do to make her happy Carlos. She is very lonely, her husband neglects her and her son is away at college. She has friends but she needs some real company, she needs someone she can really connect with. This isn't just about sex, this is about making her truly happy."

I had to wonder how lonely a person had to be to show they're home to a complete stranger. How long it must have been since she had someone new over at her house.

She held my hand the entire time, never once letting it go as she gave me the tour. I paid attention to everything she said. Another thing the ladies like is a guy who listens. Every time she asked a question I made sure I answered. I could tell she was having a good time already.

We made out way to the kitchen and I smelled the food. Maybe this thing would be better than I thought.

Alex P.O.V

I waited in the car for Carlos.

As I was waiting for Carlos I leaned back in my seat and brought out my cell phone. Accessing my photos I found the one I was looking for.

Admiring the picture of Carlos's cock was a good way to kill the time. I felt envious of Caroline right now. Soon she would have him in a way only I could dream of. I was definitely keeping the picture. It would be a good thing to show any future customers. Plus it would be nice to pull out and look at every once in a while.

I still can't believe he was so hung, I still can't believe I am going to use it to get me out of dad's debit with that psycho Rossini. I still can't believe I got Carlos to help me. I wasn't going too look a gift horse in the mouth though, I was going too take what ever I got though. Rossini was serious when he said he would sell me on the streets, I had seen it in his eyes. Then there was what he did to dad. I shuddered to think what else he would do too dad if we didn't get the money.

I had a strong feeling there was a lot worse things he could do than just have dad beat. I remembered how emotionless he had been while he had his thug beat dad. Like it wasn't important, or horrible, it was just business. I had to wonder how many poor souls had received such treatment if not worse.

I relaxed and waited, hoping everything was going okay between Carlos and Caroline. Nothing to keep me company but my own imagination and the picture of Carlos's dick.

I wonder if I should put this on my wall paper?

Carlos P.O.V

We ate and drank wine. It was real good. I was used to bud light and an occasional shot but this stuff was real good. I never had wine before.

We talked while we ate. Who'd have thought a first time whore and his client would have so much to talk about. I let her do more of the talking, I wasn't comfortable telling her any personal info about myself. All I told her was that I was on my school's football team, told her about a few games we won, told her how I met Alex and save him from being mugged or worse.

She was really impressed with that.

I listened to her as she talked about how boring it was being a stay at home wife.

"I have friends, but all we do is sit around and drink and talk about the same old shit. It get's so boring after a while."

She got up and took my empty plate. She began to do the dishes and I watched her work. Her husband truly was a fool. Why sleep with another woman when he had this waiting for him at home. She was truly a delightful woman. Smart, funny, could hold a conversation. I was more relaxed now than when I first arrived. She was just so casual.

I let my gaze go down her back all the way to her legs. Her skin was smooth and shiny, I wonted to know what they would feel like wrapped around my waist. The thought made me hard. I got up and quietly walked up to her. I reached out and placed my hands on her sides, feeling her thighs and ribs as I rubbed my hands up and down.

She tensed a little when I touched her, but then she relaxed and eased into my touch. I bent my hands down and pushed them under her shirt, feeling her skin on my fingers.

Goosebumps grew on her skin where I touched her, she let out a breathy moan and leaned closer against me. "I can't believe I am doing this," she whispered.

"Believe it," I whispered back.

I bent my head down and kissed the top of her head. I moved my hands up until I could feel her bra.

"Is this real? Or am I just dreaming? I haven't felt like this in ages," she said.

I pressed my groin up against her ass so she could feel my hard on. "Is this real enough for you?" I growled.

All inhibitions were gone now. I did not care what I was doing was illegal or immoral. I wanted this, I wanted her. That dumb fuck husband treated her like garbage, well you know what they say about one man's garbage being another man's treasure.

We went upstairs to her bedroom. I admit the idea of fucking her on the bed she shared with her husband excited me.

The wine must be working it's magic on me, all I could think about know was getting her naked and fucking her hard and fast.

She pushed me down on the bed and sat on my lap. We kissed one another, my hands were back under her shirt feeling her breasts. Her hands were all over me, one minute feeling my abb's, than my face, than my hair than my back, than my abb's again.

She pulled my shirt over my head and stared at my naked chest, she ran her hands over me, feeling everything she could. "My god, I haven't felt like this since I was...well...you're age," she chuckled.

I brought my hand up and cupped her cheek. "Well allow me to show you what eighteen feels like in the flesh."

I grabbed her and rolled her on the bed and she let out a little squeal. I smiled at her than kissed her. I started to move down, kissing her chin, her neck the crack of her breasts , her belly, than I got to her pants. I looked up at her and grinned. She took her shirt of and undid her bra. I unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down, she was wearing black lace panties. Me like.

"You ever been given oral? "I asked her.

"No, Bill didn't mind getting it though."

"Well allow me to be the first one to show you the pleasures of the mouth."

I pulled her panties down. She spread her legs to give me better access. I rubbed a thumb up and down her opening, her lips slightly parted as I rubbed them. Her body shuddered with pleasure as I rubbed her clit. I leaned forward and I kissed her on the lips.

I snaked my tongue out and licked along the sides of her pussy lips. She began to moan quietly as I licked her. I gently probed the surface of her clit before I began to push it deeper into her core.

With my left hand I brought it up to her breast and fondled it. My right hand undid my fly and I released my cock and began to stroke it while I worked. At first I licked her slow, but soon she grabbed my hair and growled "Faster!"

I was more than happy to oblige.

I stuck my tongue in all the way and began to push in and out, lapping at her juices like a cat drinking milk. She writhed above me. She gripped my hair night and I pinched her nipple the harder she gripped my hair all the while I jacked off with my free hand. Her juices began to glow more freely now and I drank them down greedily.

She pulled my head back and I saw how flushed her skin was, how much sweat was on her head and chest. "Stop or I will come. Stand up, I want to see it."

I stood up and my cock stood at full attention, it pointed straight up, tall, thick and proud. She sat up and stared at it. She moved forward and touched it with her hand. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. Soon I felt something small and wet wrap around my dick. I looked down and I almost creamed when I saw Caroline had her mouth wrapped around me, she only had a few inches in, no way she could fit all of me in her.

She took in a few more inches adding a total of four. She used her hands to pull my pants down and her hands grabbed my ass. I pulled my hips back slightly and thrust forward ever so gently so not to choke her.

She pulled my dick out of her mouth and gave it a few good strokes. "I want you to fuck me now!"

"Yes ma'am."

I pulled my boots off and my pants. I reached into my pants and pulled out the bottle of lube and a condom packet. Caroline got on the bed, her body shivered in anticipation.

I got on the bed and stood on my knees, towering over her small body. I put the condom on first, I got the extra big size, it fit just right. I had brought extra's in case this one broke, breaks do happen and it is always better to be ready.

Next I popped open the bottle of KY and squirted some on my fingers. I capped it and bent down and gently shoved two fingers into her opening. She was already wet and slippery but I wanted to make this as painless as possible. With my other hand I gripped her shoulder and continued to finger her, she was well oiled but I was getting turned on by the wet sounds my fingers made as they went in and out of her pussy.

"Oh fuck me!" she moaned.

"That is the idea," I grunted.

I thrust in and out as quick as I could, the sounds of my fingers moving in and out of her filled the room, along with the whimpers and moans she was making. "Oh god I'm going to cum!" she shouted.

"That's right come for me!" I shouted back.

I added more speed, more thrust and soon her walls clamped around my fingers but I kept on thrusting. She orgasmed and her juices poured from her hole. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she thrust her hips up in the air.

I pulled out and let her settle down. She was breathing hard and her eyes fluttered open. I brought my fingers up and she watched me as I slowly licked her juices from my fingers. "Tastes like honey," I said.

"Sweet mother of god, I haven't been fingered like that for years."

"Well get ready, time for the main course." I smiled savagely and grabbed the KY and squirted a huge load in my hand and rubbed it along my rock hard dick.

I was lost to my lusts, all that mattered was that I fuck this woman right here, right now. Nothing else mattered, no one else mattered. Ma ma, Erik, Miguel, Jessica, the bills all my worries and fears were light years away. Packed deep in the back of my head. It was like I was a whole other man now, it was like I truly had become Alejandro, the whore, the man who pleasured lonely housewives for money.

Carlos had limits and morals, but Alejandro did not. Carlos would not fuck this woman, she was older and married. But Alejandro cared not, she was his and he would have her.

I embraced my new job, my new life than, I crawled closer to her, her eyes watched me, filled with want, need, impatience. I took my cock and rubbed it against her lips. Between the KY and her own fluids there was almost no friction, it felt amazing.

She wrapped her legs around my waist, she tried to pull me closer, tried to get me to penetrate her, but I was stronger, I resisted her, my own strength kept her at bay.

"Please," she begged me. "Please, I need this, god I want to feel young again, Alejandro make me feel young again, please I beg you."

I placed the tip of my cock at her entrance and pushed hard enough, deep enough so only the head of my prick went in. Her body tightened, I could feel the tension in her, ready to snap like a wire.

"More!" she growled. She thrust her hips up in a bid to get more of me in her, she got a few inches but no more, the feel of her skin rubbing against my hips felt better than I imagined.

I leaned down and kissed her. I pulled back and looked her dead in the eyes. "Scream for me," I whispered.

I pushed in until I hit her cervix. I was to long to push myself all the way into her, I got a good seven inches in her and I felt the head of my cock hit the end of her tunnel.

I watched as her eyes filled with shock and pleasure. Her mouth opened wide and a silent scream escaped her mouth. I waited a moment, maybe two, maybe an eternity. However long it took for her to adjust to my size. She was so fucking tight! Her body shook beneath me, she trembled. Soon she settled down and I kissed her on the mouth. I slowly pulled out, than pushed back in. Slowly back out, slowly back in.

I pulled out until I could almost pull out, than I pushed all the way in until I hit the end. I made sure I was gentle, slow. I did not want to hurt her.

So tight, yet so slick. I picked up the pace a little so that I was going a bit faster than before but I was not being rough with her. She wrapped her legs more tightly around me and I planted kisses all over her face and chest. I licked and suckled on her breasts.

I was reaching my climax, I could feel it. I picked up my speed. "Oh god, I'm going to cum!" she yelled.

"That's right baby, come with me!" I hissed into her ear.

I pumped harder into her, careful not to hit her to hard or go to deep. It was so fucking hot in her pussy, so hot and wet, sweat fell from my chest and landed on her, drenching her more than what she already was.

"Tell me when you are coming!" I growled.

"Now! Right fucking now!" she screamed.

Fluids gushed form her, right at the same moment her walls clamped down on me, trying to mile me for my sperm. I did not hold back. I threw my head back and let out a deep vibrating growl and shot my load into the condom. About five or six spurts later I was spent and I fell forward. Caroline spasmed beneath me, still moaning her pleasure.

We breathed heavily, I could feel her heart beat radically beneath her skin. The smell of sex and sweat filled the air.

It was like a switch had been flipped in my head. Carlos was back, the full impact of what I just did was flooding my mind.

Caroline laughed a joy filled laugh. "My god...that was amazing. I haven't had an orgasm like that in years."

She leaned up and kissed me, I kissed her back.

"I need to go clean up Caroline."

"Sure thing, use the bathroom."

"Thank you." I pulled out of her, I was a bit softer now but the feeling of pulling my dick out of her caused another wave of pleasure, lighter than before to wash over me. My mouth opened in surprise and I bent my back slightly.

Caroline cried out in surprise and I thought I had hurt her. "Are you okay?"

She smiled, her eyes full of playful humor. "I am okay, just had another orgasm when you pulled out."

A swell of pride filled me. "Oh, okay, I will be right back."

I got up and grabbed my cloths. I closed the door and turned on the light. I winced a little at the bright lights. I walked over to the toilet and pulled off the rubber. Seminal fluid leaked out, my cock was drenched in my own fluids. I tossed the condom in the toilet and flushed. I grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned my hands. I quickly jumped in the shower and washed the sweat off my body.

I jumped out and dried myself off. The towel I used had the initials of Caroline's husband on them. I smirked and made sure I dried my dick and lot with the towel. I got my cloths back on and checked myself out in the mirror.

There was something different about me...I couldn't place my finger on it. I still had the same face, same eyes. But it seemed like I was a different person. Besides the afterglow of good sex I felt the same. But as I inspected myself in the mirror there was something there that was not before.

Crossing lines does that and I definitely crossed a line. I could justify it as much as I want but there was always consequences for crossing a line, no matter the reason. I felt no regret for what we did, it had been the best sex I ever had.

Shrugging it off I walked back out. Caroline was still in the bed, still breathing hard, seeing her like that, covered in sweat . Knowing I did this to her, that the beauty before me was created by my own work pleased some dark primitive man emotion in me.

"I need to go now," I said.

It was getting late, I did not want ma ma too worry about me. I told her I quit McDonald's for another better paying job. She was thrilled.

"Reach into my jeans and grab my wallet," she said.

I found her jeans and handed her, her wallet. She reach inside and with shaking hands pulled out four dollar bills and handed them to me. I looked at them and saw it was two thousand dollars. I looked at her questionably. She smiled. "I know we agreed one thousand, but you deserved two."

"Thank you Caroline."

I pocketed the money and walked over and kissed her on the head. "I wish you could spend the night," she said.

I stroked her head, moving the hair from her face. "Maybe some other time. I will lock the door on the way out. If you could recommend me to other people I would greatly appreciate it," I said.

"Oh believe me, you will be very, highly recommended."

"Thanks." I kissed her head and left, closing the door on the way out.

As I walked out the front door I locked the door. It was a warm night and I felt like a whole new man. The world seemed different now, less harsh, less impossible. I was a new man, the old Carlos was gone and a new one took his place.

Alex P.O.V

I was playing Tetris on my phone, trying to break my own score.

There was a knock on my window and I jumped. It was Carlos. I rolled down the window and glared at him. "You scared me."

He smiled and I took a good look at him. His hair was wet like he had a shower so I assume everything went good. There was something different about him. It wasn't that glow people get after sex, it was in his eyes. It wasn't sorrow or regret, I couldn't place my finger on it but something told me what ever went on in there had changed him.

But whether it was for the best or not I could not tell yet. He seemed alright.

I unlocked the door and he hopped in. "Well how did it go?" I asked.

"It went, amazing!" he said pumping his fist in the air.

"What happened? "I asked.

"Drive and I will tell you," he said.

I drove and he told me everything. The dinner, the sex (which I listened with rapt attention) and the extra money. He handed me two, five hundred dollar bills. "So it went good?" I asked.

"Dude, weren't you listening? It was better than good. I just made a thousand dollars in one night. And she promised she would go to her friends. Tonight went better than we intended, I had a great time, had great sex, got paid for it and more than what was intended. I can't wait for my next customer," he said sound excited.

"Good attitude. But I think we need too talk to a professional about this," I said.

I had been thinking about this while Carlos was sealing the deal with Caroline. I remembered how surprised Caroline had been when I told her it was a thousand for a night with Carlos. It proved how inexperienced I was. I needed to know how much I could be making out of Carlos. Find out the right price.

"Professional? What you mean like another pimp?" he asked.

"Yes, the quicker we figure out a price for a night for you the quicker we can real in the money. Who knows, it might be two thousand dollars to fuck you for every job if not more."

"Christ, if I knew being a man whore could be this great I would have done it years ago," he said.

"Being a whore isn't exactly a good thing," I said darkly. "Just be thankful you are working for me and not some scum bag who will sell you to any old person and slap you around when you come up short."

"Pimp daddy Alex, had a nice ring to it," he said hitting me playfully on the shoulder. "So who can we go to about this?"

"Someone we can trust not to nark on us, someone who has been doing this for a long time."

"Any idea's?"

"You doing anything tomorrow?"

"No, why?"

I looked at him and smiled. "Good, because tomorrow we are going to visit my uncle Rufus."

Fusedtwilight: Next chapter will have more sex and we finally meet Alex's uncle Rufus. Please review.