Brooke's First Taste

When young escort Brooke books an expensive room at a casino hoping to hit it big, things don't go as planned. Competition and rude men have her doubting what she does. When her next offer is from Savannah, Brooke explains she has no desire for women but agrees to meet just for conversation. A former escort herself, Savannah knows how to get what she wants and that's to be Brooke's first taste!

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Brooke jerked her head up when her phone pinged. She fumbled for it looking at the time and groaned when she saw it was after nine thirty, another hour and a half without any hits

But she had one now!

“Hello, my luscious baby girl! Are you up for some company?”

“Why yes, I’d love someone to hang out with. How long would you like to visit?”

“How about we start at what two hours of your time would cost?”

Two hours? A guy could only go so many times. This was obviously going to be heavy on the girlfriend experience, and she was fine with that.

“$500.”

“I believe you’re selling yourself short, your time is valuable, kitten. How about we say a nice even $600?”

“Thank you! When do you want to come?”

“Hopefully shortly after I get there.” The text was followed by a cat emoji. “I loved the picture of you pouting. Can you be bratty for me?”

“I am a spoiled little princess and get mad when I don’t get my way.”

“I do love sexy little brat, you feel like being a good girl or a bad girl tonight?”

“I feel like being your girl.” Brooke smiled as she replied.

“My god, you’re perfect! What room?”

“215.”

“I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Can’t wait to see you, daddy!” Brooke included a lollipop emoji.

“Not daddy, baby girl, it’s mama.”

Brooke’s stomach fluttered.

“You’re a woman?”

“Last I checked, yes.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t see women.”

“Your ad says you do, sweetie.” A moment later she texted a screen shot of it.

She went to the section where the site provided a list of services where the providers would uncheck anything they wouldn't do.

“Crap,” Brooke breathed when she saw she’d left ‘will see women’ on there.

“I’m sorry. That was a mistake, I didn’t mean to waste your time.”

She jumped when the phone rang, and she saw it was the woman calling. She thought about not answering, but this mess was her fault, and she didn’t need to add being rude on top of it.

“Hi,” she answered softly.

“Hello, Brooke,” the woman’s tone was sultry and hinted at the sex she’d been offering her six hundred dollars for. “My name is Savannah.”

“I’m really sorry,” Brooke didn’t know what else to say. “I was in a hurry and not paying attention.”

“It happens, at least you didn’t leave Greek on there and don’t want it.” She laughed. “Now that’s awkward.”

“I guess,” Brooke did offer that service. She hadn’t gotten into it yet, but it was worth the extra hundred she charged.

“You don’t see women?”

“No, sorry, I don’t.”

“Don’t as in no interest or don’t as in you just don’t want to do it for money?”

“I’ve never been with a woman.”

“Really? Your telling me as hot as you are no girls so much as kissed you?”

“No.”

“Then try something new! I promise I’m a very good teacher,” she released a sensual purr into Brooke’s ear. “And what an honor to bring such a pretty kitty into the sisterhood.”

“Sorry, just not into it.”

“Are you into taking any man who pays into your mouth?”

“That’s crude and I need to…”

“Yes, sorry, that was rude, but the point is valid. They’re no one to you other than a client for a service you provide. Consider this another service you can offer."

Brooke caught herself thinking about it, as another provider once told her 'Flesh is flesh." could it be that simple?