From the Danielle short story in The Benjamin Chronicles
A Novella by Kaitlyn K
Danielle pays Benjamin good money to fuck here.
“How much?” he asked.
Danielle was taken aback slightly. It was plain no one had ever offered her money in exchange for sex before.
After a few seconds it was equally obvious she wasn’t rejecting the matter out of hand, either. She was obviously considering it.
“A thousand dollars,” she said, as if she routinely issued quotes for access to her body.
“All right.”
The pair stood there for a couple of seconds.
“You have a thousand dollars on you?” Danielle asked.
Benjamin shook his head dismissively.
“No, not me, silly. You. You pay me a thousand dollars.”
“I pay you?” Danielle’s tone was incredulous.
“Yeah. You can afford it, plus you’re the one who’s half-dressed and wearing six-inch heels.”
They were standing between the bed and armoire. Benjamin reached out with an index finger and ran it from her chin, down her throat and between her large, firm tits. Then Benjamin took off his coat and started removing his tie.
“What makes you think I pay for sex?”
It runs in the family, that’s why.
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