Chapter 167

"I said cash. I don't take credit cards. Now, how much do you have, in cash?"

"Maybe a hundred dollars."

"Ok. You can stay until morning. I'll go get your purse and how ever much money you have is how long you can stay. Seven bucks an hour works out to five hundred for three days."

"God! You'll toss me out when I'm broke?"

"You made an agreement with me you knew you couldn't keep. That makes you a crook. I should take my robe back and toss your bare ass out in the rain."

"I can pay! I just need to get to town and get a cash advance."

"And you would expect me to drive you there? Or trust you to come back if I just let you go?"

"I would come back. I said I would."

"I don't believe you. I pointed out how you have been rude and disrespectful. Did you apologize? No. I've had enough. I'm going to your can and get your money. Then I'll know exactly how long I have to put up with your snotty ass. Then I'm going to bed."

I pulled off my jeans and t-shirt then my shorts. Going out and back to her car naked would only get my skin wet. I'd be dry within a minute after I was back in the house. She just stared at me. I left the front door open. The rain was softer and cold enough I knew it would be snow soon. Her purse was on the passenger seat. I brought it back with me.

I stamped my feet on the rug and shook enough that I stopped dripping. I got a towel and dried off. Then I stood near the stove and handed her the purse. "Open it and see how much cash you have."

"Are you going to stand there naked?"

"Until I'm dry, yes. Haven't you ever seen a naked man before?"

"I have!" She opened the purse and pulled out the wallet from inside. I saw her drivers license, insurance card and two credit cards inside. She opened the area where most people carry cash and there were two twenty dollar bills.

She looked up at me and said, "I have forty dollars."

"That's good for six hours. You've been here two. You'd best get some sleep. Once you get back in your car you'd best not sleep. It will be cold enough you'll freeze if you sleep." My hand took the forty dollars and I went over to my jeans and deposited the money in the pocket. With my clothes in my arms I walked to my bedroom and went in. I set my alarm for three and a half hours later, a little after two in the morning. Within seconds after I was in the bed I was asleep.

The alarm woke me and I reluctantly got up. I dressed. When I entered the main room of my cabin she was curled up on the couch with a towel over my robe and the fire was only embers. She was not asleep. She looked up at me and said, "I don't want to go out there. Getting back in that flimsy dress won't keep me warm at all."

"So?"

"So, can't I do something so I can stay?"

"Yes. The rent for staying here and in my bed is a thousand dollars for the duration of the storm. You're short nine-hundred-sixty dollars. I promised you two hundred fifty dollars for every ejaculation I have. Two hundred fifty dollars buys you thirty-five hours."

"Ok. I'll do it."

The stove door opened and I tossed in some more wood. It caught and warmth radiated from the stove again. My hand extended to Abigail and she took it. I helped her stand and I took the robe off her. She may have a bad attitude and a mouth to match but her body was delightful. She had no tan lines, just smooth pale skin. No scars or marks of damage from falls as a child or surgery. Her breasts were maybe B cup sized and gravity had, so far, had little effect on their perkiness. The nipples were hard and pointed towards me, looking slightly swollen. Her belly was mostly flat and evidenced that she had spent many hours in a gym making sure she was looking good.

At the base of her belly she was hairless. Shaved or lazered or waxed I didn't know or care. A tiny gold ring showed right where her clitoral hood could be found. My eyes wandered back up to hers and I said, "On the floor or in the bed, your choice."

"The bed."

My hand grasped hers and I led her to the bedroom. We left the door open so the heat would come in with us. I pushed her onto the bed. Her hands found my growing interest and started working my flesh.

"Stop, please. Have you ever sucked a man to completion? Swallowed his load?"

"No. I've sucked a man but never let him cum in my mouth." She was still holding my cock in her hands.

"You can suck me if that is your choice, but you cannot let any of my juices escape. You must swallow it all. When I ejaculate it will be inside your body, mouth, pussy or ass. You choose and you offer it to me."

"I get it. If I offer it to you it can't be rape. I can be a prostitute because I'm doing it for money but it can't be rape because I choose it and you gave me the freedom to do something else."

"Choose?"

"Fuck me."

Where?"