Becky goes back on the game

Beginning the story

My first venture into the world of prostitution (see Becky becomes a prostitute – part 1) left me with an initial feeling of euphoria. I had actually done it, despite my worries I had gone ‘on the game’ as my husband put it and been paid for sex by a complete stranger. However, as the days passed I began to feel a growing sense of regret over the fact I had only fucked one punter and I soon came to realise that I wanted to try it again, to really be a prostitute for an evening. My husband was elated when I told him my decision and in complete agreement with me when I said that this time I intended to take my time and really immerse myself in the experience from the moment I began to get ready to the final minute when I returned home. With that in mind we planned another evening for me to go back on the street……
 
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Continuing the story

It had not long finished raining when we arrived back at the run-down industrial estate we had used on our previous adventure. The street lights were reflecting off the puddles as we drove up passing a few working girls plying their trade and on impulse I asked my husband to drop me off just by them. Slipping out of the car I walked as casually as I could back past them, hoping they wouldn’t confront me. The first two girls merely nodded but said nothing more when I passed them and said hello however, the other girl further up the street was older and much more friendly when I spoke to her. Annie, that was her name, asked if I was new but seemed satisfied when I replied that I was looking for a new area to work. We continued to talk for a few minutes, Annie asking me questions, like how long had I been on the game, I lied and said a few months, and who was driving the car, she was most impressed when I told her it was my husband and even agreed to let him take a photo of her. I’m not sure my story convinced her but she didn’t make any objections to me being there…..
 
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Continuing the story

It had not long finished raining when we arrived back at the run-down industrial estate we had used on our previous adventure. The street lights were reflecting off the puddles as we drove up passing a few working girls plying their trade and on impulse I asked my husband to drop me off just by them. Slipping out of the car I walked as casually as I could back past them, hoping they wouldn’t confront me. The first two girls merely nodded but said nothing more when I passed them and said hello however, the other girl further up the street was older and much more friendly when I spoke to her. Annie, that was her name, asked if I was new but seemed satisfied when I replied that I was looking for a new area to work. We continued to talk for a few minutes, Annie asking me questions, like how long had I been on the game, I lied and said a few months, and who was driving the car, she was most impressed when I told her it was my husband and even agreed to let him take a photo of her. I’m not sure my story convinced her but she didn’t make any objections to me being there…..
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