Panties for Sale

by York, Mattie

  “Come on,” said the king. “It is getting dark and I am very hungry.”

  “The king was getting impatient. He had sat there all day. And he was the king. He had other things to do. The girl thought it over too. Remember she was standing naked in the water all day. And she was very smart, yes? And, she was very cold and hungry too. And,” Joseph shrugged, “there are worse things than marrying a king. So, finally the girl came out of the water. The king gave her back her clothes after seeing her beauty up close. And so the king finally got married.” Joseph picked up his cognac and took a long slow drink.

  “That’s it? That’s your famous story?”

  “Yes,” Joseph laughed. “It is very famous in my country and it’s true.”

  “But, what happened to the girl after?”

  “She became his wife, the queen and she bore the king many sons.”

  “But I thought she wanted to study and travel?”

  “Not when you are married to a king. Everything changes.”

  “That is so unfair. And what kind of king sneaks up and spies on naked girls? What a pervert!”

  Joseph laughed out loud, “No, he is just a man. Come,” he reached out for Alex’s hand. She stood up and allowed herself to be led into the middle of the restaurant where the tables had been cleared away to make a small area for dancing. A jazz quartet played softly in the corner. Joseph twirled Alex around and pulled her close to him, so close she could barely breathe. Enveloped by his warmth, his charm, the smell of his aftershave, Alex surrendered and leaned against Joseph, resting her head on his broad chest. His strong hands wrapped around her, guiding her across the dance floor. “You are so beautiful.” His breath on her neck made her dizzy and her body trembled with desire. Cupping her face gently in his hands, Joseph brought her mouth up to meet his. “I want you, I want you so much.”

  “I want you too,” Alex whispered.

  Joseph led Alex out of the restaurant and into the back seat of his waiting car. Before she could even ask where they were going, he pulled her tight and covered her face with kisses. For Alex, time just seemed to stop. All that mattered was now, this moment. This moment with Joseph. Kissing Joseph. His soft lips pressing against hers, his tongue prodding and exploring her mouth. Alex could barely breathe. She wrapped her arms around Joseph and pulled him closer to her, wanting him, needing him, her body aching for him with an intensity she had never felt before.

  She didn’t even notice that the car had stopped until the driver came around and opened the door. Blinking in the bright lights, Alex was surprised to find herself at the Royal York hotel. She leaned against Joseph, wrapping her arms around his waist as he ushered her swiftly through the lobby and up to his suite.

  The door had barely closed behind them, when Joseph grabbed Alex and pushed her up against the door. Holding her hands above her head, he unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. “I like this,” Joseph moaned, as he slipped her bra off her shoulders “so beautiful. This color,” he gently bit the tip of Alex’s breast, “this excites me.”

  Alex squealed as Joseph picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her into the bedroom and threw her down onto the mattress. As her head sunk into the soft pillows, she laughed out loud. She could never remember a moment when she had felt so adored, so wanted and so completely blissful. She stretched her naked body out like a cat, enjoying the tingles and sensations coursing through her body, the warmth and pleasure vibrating from the excitement of what was to come.

  As she watched Joseph undress and lay down beside her on the bed, she noticed with delight that his body was even better then she had imagined. His skin was dark and muscular with a small cropping of black hair over his chest; not an unruly carpet of thick straggly hair, but just the right amount to give him a touch of softness. She reached out and stroked the hairs on his chest, surprised at their softness, and moved closer to nuzzle her face. She could feel Joseph’s hands moving up and down her body, the warmth from his fingers creating a trail of anticipation on her naked flesh which he quickly followed with his lips. As he grabbed her breasts in his hands, he flicked her hard nipples with his tongue then sucked them one by one into his mouth. Alex arched her back, groaning in pleasure. She reached her arms down, reaching her fingers to grab him, wanting to give him pleasure too, but Joseph brushed her hand away. “Shh,” he whispered as if sensing her confusion, “don’t speak, just enjoy.”

  Joseph reached his fingers down and opened her up. As she gasped and leaned her head back in surrender, she agreed that it was much better to let Joseph have it his way. She spread her legs wide as she felt Joseph’s tongue begin to explore, licking and sucking her while his fingers probed deeper and deeper, twisting and curling until he found her g-spot. As he stroked her, Alex felt her body grow tense with pleasure. Joseph wrapped his arms around her and pulled him closer to her, burying his face deep inside. “Oh god,” Alex cried out. She arched her back as her hips bucked and shuddered, the waves of pleasure sweeping uncontrollably through her body. Clenching the sheets with her fists, she screamed out as her body exploded in climax.

  When Alex opened her eyes, Joseph’s dark head was moving slowly up her body, his lips kissing her gently. She smiled and ruffled his hair as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and nuzzled his face into her neck. “Oh, Alexandria,” he moaned as he slowly entered her.

  The morning sunlight shone through the hotel window. Alex squinted in the bright light reluctantly coming back into consciousness. “No,” she mumbled, “not yet.” She rolled over and reached out for her pillow, burying her head away from the light wanting to return to the amazing dream he had been having. As she did, she brushed her arm against Joseph’s warm back. With a smile, she realized that it hadn’t been a dream at all. It was real. Every single amazing moment had been real. She and Joseph had finally had sex; good sex, amazing sex, many times last night. She stretched her tender body out and relaxed against Joseph’s warm body, drifting off as Joseph’s hands gently caressed her body back to sleep.

  “Oh no,” Alex sat up, looking wildly around the room. Her phone! It didn’t ring last night. Did it? Alex pushed Joseph’s arms off of her and jumped off the bed running into the living room to look for her phone.

  “What are you doing?” Joseph mumbled still half asleep.

  “My cell phone,” Alex called out. “Where is it? Ahmed didn’t call last night.”

  “Do not worry about it,” Joseph grabbed a pillow, bunching it under his head as he rolled over.

  “Don’t worry?” Alex came into the room. “But what, what if something is wrong?”

  “No, no,” Joseph sighed and propped himself up on one arm. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and reached his arm out to pull Alex back to bed. “Come Alexandria. Do not worry. Come back to sleep.”

  “But my phone?”

  Joseph groaned and sat up. Alex smiled at his sleepy grumpy face and his rumpled hair which was sticking out at all angles. He was even more adorable in the morning. Was that possible? “Alexandria, you are mine. I have booked you forever. No one is going to call you. Now, come to bed.”

  “Forever?” she smiled at him.

  “For as long as I want you,” Joseph pulled her back towards the bed, wrapping his arms around her as they lay down together. Alex wiggled around in Joseph’s arms until she was facing him and lay there for a few minutes studying his handsome face, trying to make sense of this new development. Sensing her watching him, Joseph opened one eye. “Don’t worry my beautiful, Alexandria. I have just booked you overnight. I couldn’t resist. I had to have you.” He traced the side of her face with his fingers and reached up to twirl a strand of hair that had fallen over her face. “I didn’t think you could get more beautiful than you were last night, but you are even more beautiful in the morning.”

  34

  Chieko thought she heard a hotel door slam as she stepped out of the elevator. “Jay u r so funny! c u tomrrw?” she texted as she walked down t
he dimly lit corridor. She crinkled her nose at the musty smell of stale cigarettes and mildew. Tears were starting to show in the faded wallpaper. Along one wall there was a huge water stain that ran from the ceiling down to the floor turning the faded rose paper a dark dirty brown. Chieko shuddered and tried not to look too closely at the stains on the carpet. She hated cheap hotels.

  “You are going to miss a good movie. I was even going to share my popcorn with u.” Chieko smiled. Jay had texted her to ask her to go to the movies. She would have liked to go but he was going with a group from class, probably Gloria again, and she had already confirmed with Angela. One hour, she thought to herself, one hour. “Next time,” she texted as she reached door 205. Feeling eyes on her, she looked up at the peep hole and forced a smile. As she raised her hand to knock, she thought she heard muffled voices and laughter. But then the door swung wide open and a boy who didn’t look any older than 16 looked out at her.

  “Hello, I am looking for Matt Chambers.”

  “Yup, that’s me,” the boy nodded. “Abby, right? Cool. You look just like your picture.” Matt stepped backwards into the room, leaving the door open for Chieko to enter. As she walked into the room, Chieko felt uneasy. The boy seemed too young to be hiring an escort. Chieko looked around the hotel room suspiciously but it was empty. The double sized bed was still untouched. A knapsack was thrown carelessly on top. Another knapsack lay near the door. A plastic 7-11 bag full of Coca-Cola bottles and chips sat on the table. It looked like Matt had just arrived a few minutes before Chieko. It was a cheap hotel, Chieko reasoned, the walls were probably very thin. The sounds must have come from another room. Chieko turned back to look at Matt who was still standing near the door with his hands in his pockets, staring at her.

  “Ok, Matt, how are you?”

  “Ok,” Matt shifted his eyes nervously around the room.

  Chieko smiled halfheartedly at him and sat down on the grimy couch while Matt closed the door. He closed the bathroom door as well and then walked over to the window, opening up the dusty curtains to reveal an empty parking lot and a garbage dumpster. Dull grey light from the cloudy afternoon filled the room, highlighting the cigarette burns on the faded bedspread.

  Chieko looked up at him. How old was he really? How did he pass through Angela’s strict screening process? Angela had told her that Mr. Chambers was a middle aged business man. Did Matt lie to Angela? Probably, Chieko thought. He probably used his father’s credit card for the booking.

  Chieko had just watched an episode about teenagers in America that had ‘gone bad’ on the Oprah Winfrey show. Watching, Chieko had been shocked at the stories they told. They were proud of the way they tricked their families by lying, stealing and cheating. And the way they yelled and swore at their parents? Chieko couldn’t believe it. One girl had stolen credit cards from the wallet of her friend’s mother and went on holiday with her boyfriend to Mexico. Maybe Matt was one of those bad teenagers.

  Chieko looked at Matt again. He was tall and skinny; at that awkward stage between boy hood and man hood. His face was covered with pimples and he had big ears that stuck out from his head. Chieko noticed he kept tapping his foot on the ground and guessed he was probably very nervous. She wondered if he had ever been with a girl before.

  “How old are you?” Chieko asked.

  “18.”

  Chieko decided not to press the issue. “I guess we should settle Angela’s business first.”

  “Angela’s what?”

  “Angela’s business. You know, my fee.”

  “Oh yeah, don’t you worry. I have that covered, right here,” Matt patted the bulge in his pocket. “I’ll give it to you when you give me what I want.”

  Chieko sighed. Obviously, Matt still had a lot of growing up to do. “Ok, what would you like me to do?”

  “Oh, um, you know,” Matt glanced down at the other bulge in his pants.

  “Well, I can do that.” Chieko stood up and walked over to stand in front of Matt. She looked him hard in the eyes, but Matt didn’t blink. If anything, she thought, he’s got courage. Slowly, she knelt down and lifted up his long shirt to unbuckle his belt.

  “Oh no, wait,” Matt grabbed his pants. “Aren’t you going to get naked first?”

  “Do you want me to?” Matt nodded vigorously. “Ok. But, only if you get naked too.”

  “Fine, ok,” Matt said and let his pants drop.

  Yes, she thought, he is definitely new at this. She remembered how nervous she had been her first time in that love hotel in Tokyo. She hadn’t a clue what to do or what her partner expected. It’s good that Matt got me for his first time, Chieko thought. I can be kind and gentle to him. Teach him how to do it right.

  Matt stopped when he got to his underwear and stared at Chieko. She smiled and reached around to unhook her bra, letting it fall down to the floor. Then she turned around and shimmied out of her panties, bending over to let Matt see everything. When she turned back around, Matt was breathing heavily and his face was flushed. Chieko walked slowly over to him, hooked her thumbs under the elastic waist of his boxers and let them drop to the floor. “Ohma! You are a big boy, aren’t you?” Matt glanced nervously up at Chieko as she grinned confidently and dropped to her knees.

  Chieko felt a sense of pride in her skills, and was pleased to feel Matt quickly respond to her touch. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly as she worked, thinking ahead of what her next move could be. She had brought some chocolate flavoured oil. Matt might like that, maybe to massage him or let him rub it on her. She wanted to be gentle and supportive but as thorough as possible. Make him see there was much more than blow jobs.

  Chieko felt Matt’s body grow tense, but she noticed he was no longer moaning. She paused to listen. She wasn’t sure but it sounded like those same muffled noises she had heard earlier. Maybe they were making Matt nervous, she thought and raised her eyes to look up at his face but Matt’s eyes were squeezed shut. Chieko shrugged it off, chiding herself for being paranoid about cheap thin walls. As she returned to her task, she moaned louder hoping to speed up the process.

  “Ohma!” Chieko screamed as she felt hands grab her from behind.

  “Shhh,” Matt looked down at her. “It will be alright. You’ll enjoy it.”

  “What is happening?” Chieko turned her head around. She could just make out another boy with dark hair kneeling naked behind her, before Matt grabbed her head with his hands and forced it back around.

  “Hello,” Chieko heard a low voice behind her as she felt hands reach around her body and grab her breasts.

  Chieko’s eyes looked up wildly at Matt and she tried to squirm out of his grasp but he held her firm. “Come on, it’ll be ok. Just relax, enjoy it.” He pushed himself back into her mouth. Terrified, Chieko had no choice but to submit. She knew she was trapped, sandwiched tight between two young but very strong boys.

  Praying that she would be alright, Chieko tried to concentrate on Matt but she could feel the new boy moving behind her, running his hands over her back. She gasped as he reached one hand down and fingered her. She was shocked that her body was unable to resist the natural sensations he coaxed out of her while he entered her. Chieko’s fear and panic mixed with her body’s basic animal instincts to create a feeling that was so intense. So terrifying. Yet, so erotic. The feeling of being sandwiched in between two sweaty boys. Boys, yes, but they were still stronger than her. Chieko was completely helpless and at their mercy. She couldn’t fight them or the waves of pleasure that began to roll through her body. She shivered and moaned out loud as she continued to work on Matt.

  “Wait,” Matt reached his hand down, “stop. I want to cum inside you.” Chieko looked up as Matt shoved the new boy’s shoulder. “Hey, it’s my turn.”

  “Come on, man,” the new boy panted, “I’m almost there.”

  “So am I,” Matt cried, “I want to cum inside. It was my idea. And, it was my dad’s credit card.”

  The new boy grunted and pulled himself o
ut of Chieko. As he walked slowly around her, Chieko watched him rip the used condom off and put a new one on. He stood in front of her and pushed himself into her mouth. Chieko closed her eyes. Soon, she felt Matt slide inside her. He grabbed her hips tightly and pumped hard. Chieko cried out and nearly choked as Matt slapped her on the ass. “Dirty bitch,” he sneered and the two boys laughed. Chieko fought back her tears and forced herself to concentrate. Finally Matt shuddered and collapsed with a grunt. Chieko could feel his limp sweaty body heavy on her back as he rested his chin on her shoulder and watched Chieko pleasure his friend.

  The boys laughed awkwardly and gave each other high fives as they walked into the bathroom to clean themselves off. Chieko could hear the boys laughing and talking in the bathroom as she forced herself to get dressed as fast as possible. She had just finishing zipping up her skirt when the boys came out, both wrapped in towels with broad smiles. “Damn, Abby,” Matt looked around on the floor for his jeans, “that was good. You are one good fuck.” He located his pants, reached inside the pocket and pulled out a roll of bills. Handing them casually to Chieko, he picked up the rest his clothes and went back into the bathroom.

  Chieko could hear the shower being turned on. She looked at the new boy who was sitting on the edge of the bed pulling open a bag of Doritos with his teeth. He looked up and nodded at her, then flicked on the TV. Chieko picked up her purse and walked out the door. As she closed the door behind her, she reached out to steady herself against the wall. She bit her lip so she wouldn’t cry out loud as the tears rolled down her face and forced herself to put one shaky foot in front of the other as she walked to the elevator.

  35

  Diary,

  Wow. I am a whore. Really. And I am proud. Get this, Luann the darling, did some research for me. Remember how she said I had to be proud of what I do? Well she didn’t mean just to be proud that I did my best. That I built this business up from nothing and it was a success. She said that my soul needed more. That there should be an intrinsic reason I was doing this. This particular business. Why was I selling sex? What good was that for my soul? Deep down, I need to believe that what I am doing is good.