Ariel's Secret Life

Ariel sat at the bar sipping on a vodka cranberry. She continuously looked around the area waiting for a man in a black suit with a yellow tie. That was all she really knew about his appearance.

The last few days had flown by like a whirlwind. Henry had taken Ariel to the Vegas outlets and bought her some new clothes for “work.” Ariel tried to tell him she didn’t need anything new but Henry explained, as he shoved bra and panty sets at her to try on in Victoria’s Secret that she wouldn’t pass with these millionaire types wearing the old and worn bras she owned from Wal-Mart. He bought her a total of six new dresses, eight sets of matching underwear, teddies, corsets and garter belts and had even set her up with her first client. She promised she would pay him back for the clothes as soon as she could.

Now, as she sat fidgeting in the barstool seat, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. She had to keep reminding herself that she needed the money. She would be homeless if she wasn’t able to make her rent payments and this was just a way to earn more money. Plus it’s not like she would be losing her virginity to this man. She lost that long ago one night when one of her mother’s many boyfriends came home drunk and forced himself on her. At least this would be consensual.

Looking around, Ariel finally saw a man wearing a sleek black suit with a canary yellow tie. Though he was probably at least 20 years older than Ariel, she wouldn’t mind him being her date for the evening. He clearly cared about his appearance and kept himself fit. He had a stylish haircut and suit that even Henry would have approved of.

Looking at her phone (another thing Henry bought for her), she read the text she had received from Henry earlier in the evening, explaining the encounter.

Henry: A man in a black suit with a yellow tie will come up to the bar and order a gin and soda, five ice cubes.

Putting the phone away into her small clutch, she listened carefully as the man signaled over the bartender and made his order.

“Gin and soda please,” he told him. “Five ice cubes.”

This was it.

Downing her drink, Ariel climbed down the barstool, careful to keep her legs closed. She was still getting used to the length of the extra short dress Henry had picked out for her. She quickly checked her reflection in the mirror on the opposite side of the bar. She had to admit, she looked pretty hot. She curled her blonde hair loosely so it framed her face. She had a pair of gold earrings in her ears and a matching chain around her neck with a heart pendant. The black strapless dress Henry had picked out hugged her thin body and showed off her breasts.

Approaching the man, Ariel stood beside him, leaning her back against the bartop. “Hey,” she said to him, leaning back and holding her chest out.

The man looked down towards her and instantly bit his lip as he stared at her chest. He stood over a foot taller than her and had huge broad shoulders. He had a very attractive face with just a small hint of facial hair. He’s definitely the type of guy that Ariel would have flirted hard with had he ever come into Pete’s. However, sexy business men like this never came into Short Pete’s. Ariel had to admit that Henry was making this a lot easier for her, setting her up with someone this attractive the first night.

His eyes finally came up to hers and he looked at her for a moment before speaking. “Can I buy you a drink?” he offered.

“Yes please.”

The bartender had just finished with the man’s order, placing it on a coaster in front of him. “And one of whatever she is having,” he ordered, nodding his head towards Ariel.

When the bartender turned away to make the drink for Ariel, the man leaned down, resting his elbows on the bartop and looked at Ariel as she stood there.

“I’m Andy by the way,” he told her.

“Ariel,” she responded. “It’s very nice to meet you.”

“I love your dress,” he told her, running his hand up and down her bare arm. She knew from the way he was ogling at her chest that it wasn’t the dress he liked but what was underneath.

She smiled. “Thanks. Are you from around here, or just visiting?” she asked him.

While she was getting ready for the evening, Henry had instructed her that most of the men wanted to pretend as if this wasn’t the “sure-thing” they were paying for. They wanted to act like they could still pick up a pretty girl at the bar on their own. He also explained how some men would take her out to dinner or a show beforehand. This client in particular wouldn’t be doing that. Ariel had decided for her first client, she wanted to just get it over with. Not wait around all night, letting her nerves get the best of her. She explained that to Henry who set her up with someone accordingly.

“Visiting,” he answered. “I’m here for the weekend on a business trip.”

“That’s cool,” she responded, leaning in and listening intently to every word he said as if it was the most fascinating thing she had ever heard. “You come here often?”

“Sometimes, but I tend to come back if I can find some delicious company,” he told her, winking and grinning.

Ariel smiled up at him as she heard the soft clink of a glass being placed on the bar top behind her.

“Vodka cranberry,” the bartender announced.

Turning towards the bar to retrieve the drink, Ariel could feel Andy’s eyes on her ass. Ariel didn’t have the biggest booty in town, she worked more with her upper equipment, but she definitely still had a rump she was able to use. As she sipped from the small straw in her drink, she felt Andy’s hand on her left ass cheek, lightly just rubbing it, then giving it a firm squeeze, making her squeak a little.

Andy grinned at her and leaned down to whisper in her ear. “What do I have to do to get you up in my room and out of this dress?”

Holding her drink, Ariel turned back towards him and smiled seductively. “You got a room here?” she asked him.

“Sure do,” he told her. “I don’t even have to share it with anyone.”

“Oh really?” she asked. “What do you do all alone up there?”

Leaning back into her, Andy pressed his lips softly to her neck and moved them up towards her ear, lightly flicking her ear lobe with his tongue. “Why don’t you come up with me and I’ll show you,” he offered.

Ariel giggled as she felt his lips pull her earlobe into his mouth and suck on it a little bit. Damn, that felt good, she thought to herself. “Mmmn” he moaned, as he sucked her earlobe. “I bet you have the most delicious pussy,” he whispered.

His lips moved from her ear to the side of her face, giving her a small kiss on the cheek. “Well?” he said, nodding his head towards the bar entrance. “I promise I’ll treat you nicely,” he winked.

“Well,” she said, teasingly, “I guess so.”

When Andy looked down, going into his wallet, Ariel bit her lip and swallowed. This was the moment she was terrified of. At this point, everything she had done was simple flirting that she would do working at the bar. But now she would be taking a whole new step that she had never done before.

Putting some bills on the counter, Andy wrapped his arm around Ariel’s waist and led her out of the bar and towards the elevator. She definitely noticed them getting some stares as they passed through the casino. She just kept close to Andy as he held her and avoided everyone’s gazes.

Getting into the elevator, Andy pressed the button for the 37th floor. The doors shut and it began its journey upward. Though no one else was in the elevator with them, they stood in silence as it climbed. She stared at herself in the mirrored doors, reminding herself to breathe. A voice inside her told her over and over again that after tonight this would all get easier.

Arriving on the floor of Andy’s room, the doors opened and they stepped off and onto the carpet. Ariel followed Andy as they walked down the empty hallway, stopping in front of a door that Andy opened with a key card. Holding the door open for her, Ariel entered the room.

It was a standard looking hotel room. There was a made king sized bed in the center of the space, a dresser with a flat screen TV on it and a door to the bathroom right by the entrance.

Closing the door behind them, the room became dark, only the lights from the Las Vegas strip outside, shining through the window lit the room. Ariel felt Andy’s hands on her, he approached her from behind, placing his hands on her waist and then leaning in and kissing her neck. Ariel closed her eyes and moaned silently.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” Andy whispered into her neck. Ariel felt his hands as they slowly went to her back and began undoing the zipper of her tight dress. “Once I get you naked, I’m going to eat your pussy,” he told her. Ariel felt moisture beginning to form between her legs as the tight dress peeled off her body. Once the zipper was all the way down, Ariel let the dress fall off her body and she stood with her back to him in nothing but a red thong, matching bra and nude heels.

Turning to face him, Ariel walked backwards towards the bed, allowing Andy to take in her almost naked body. Her breasts were barely held in the strapless bra and the nearly see-through lace thong hinted at her waxed pussy.

Reaching the bed, Ariel sat on it as she stared seductively at Andy who seemed to be completely frozen in place.

“Are you going to join me?” she asked him. “Or should I just do this alone?” She spread her legs and slipped one of her fingers inside her panties.

“Jesus,” Andy groaned as he watched her. “Keep doing that,” he instructed her as he loosened the tie around his neck and began undressing.

“You like that?” she whispered.

He nodded, biting his lip as she leaned further back on the bed and moved her panties to the side, revealing her pussy lips to him. They were already wet and he could see the juices as they glistened on her bare skin.

His suit jacket and button-up shirt were off in record time the second he saw her naked sex and he found himself on his knees in front of her.

“Get that pussy over here, now,” he ordered her.

Wiggling herself closer to him, Ariel sat with her butt against the edge of the bed, resting up on her elbows. She breathed in and out slowly as she felt Andy’s hot breath on her wet folds. Andy took the fabric of her thong in his fingers and pulled it down her and off her legs. She watched him as he circled her wet clit with the tip of his finger. He slowly pushed it inside her, gliding easily because of her wetness. Ariel gasped at the feeling and Andy grinned. Taking his time, he removed his long finger from her snatch then stuck it in his mouth, sucking all her juices off of it. He closed his eyes as he sucked, savoring the taste. When he finished, he pulled his finger out of his mouth and stared up at Ariel.

“Fuck, you taste good,” he told her.

Grinning at him, Ariel spread her legs further apart, inviting him into her. “Why are you stopping then?” she asked him.

Leaning closer, Andy put his mouth on her, sticking his tongue inside her. Ariel leaned her head back and moaned as she felt his tongue slowly move in and out of her, stopping to circle her clit or to suck on it every few seconds.

“Oh yeah,” he whispered from between her legs. “Moan for me, baby.”

Ariel continued moaning loudly as his tongue worked itself inside her. Gripping onto the bed sheets, Ariel began bucking herself into Andy’s face as she grew closer and closer to a climax. She was sent completely over the edge when Andy drove two fingers inside her as he continued licking at her wet folds. “Jesus christ,” she screamed out, feeling his finger penetrating her. Andy licked at her cunt like it was a fountain of clean water in a drought while he continued finger fucking her.

Ariel felt her body begin to tense up as the heat from the friction of Andy’s fingers and the coolness of his tongue worked together on her. She threw her head back and moaned loudly as she came all over his fingers and face.

Andy barely gave Ariel a moment to come down from the climax he had just given her before he had planted his lips onto hers in a hard kiss. Ariel kissed him back, tasting the saltiness of her own juices on his lips. His tongue plunged into her mouth and played with hers, giving her a real taste of her own arousal. No man she had ever been with had done this before and it turned her on.

Pulling away for a moment, Andy asked her. “You like that? You like tasting yourself on my tongue?”

Ariel nodded. “Yeah, I do.”

Andy kissed her again, crawling onto the bed with her and together they moved their way back so the fluffy pillows were under Ariel’s head. Leaning back, Andy began undoing his belt and pants and wiggling himself out of them.

“Take that bra off,” he ordered Ariel. “I’m going to fuck that amazing cunt of yours then cum all over your tits.”

Reaching behind herself, Ariel undid the clasp of the bra and tossed it onto the floor.

The moment her breasts were out, Andy reached out and grabbed them. He squeezed them in his hands and circled her nipples with his thumbs. “These are amazing tits,” he told her as her nipples got harder.

As he pinched her nipples, he ground his cock into her naked sex. He was still wearing his boxers but she could easily feel his erection against her.

“Do you feel that, baby?” He asked. “Do you feel how hard you make me?”

“Mmmm,” Ariel moaned. “Your cock feels so big.”

He continued to press himself against her, making her moan and lift her hips up, wanting more.

“I want you to beg,” he ordered her, pinching her nipples again. “Tell me you want me.”

“Please Andy,” she cried. “You feel so huge.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want your cock,” she begged. “Please put it inside me and fuck me.”

Leaning into her, he pressed his lips to hers again, his tongue diving deep into her mouth. Ariel could feel as they kissed, his legs shimming his boxers off. Once they were off, he pulled himself back up and now pressed his naked cock against her sex.

“Oh wow,” Ariel commented when she saw it. She was encouraging him by stroking his ego, but he did still have a long and thick penis.

“You like it?” he asked her.

She nodded. “Please,” she begged. “I want you so bad.”

Andy wasn’t slow at all as he thrust himself into her.

Ariel’s eyes closed and her head went back into the pillow as she felt his length inside her.

“Oh fuck!” Andy exclaimed as he pushed himself in and out of her cunt. “You’re so tight.”

“You’re so huge,” Ariel told him.

After a minute, Andy grabbed one of her legs and lifted it up, giving himself a new angle to go even deeper inside her. The new depth made Ariel cry out and grip down on the sheets of the bed.

“You like this?” he asked her, pounding into her.

“It feels so good,” Ariel moaned.

As he fucked her, he could feel her pussy contracting around his length.

“You going to cum?” he asked her.

She nodded. “I’m so close.”

He watched her face as he pushed his length in and out of her, and as her face changed as she began to climax, he reached forward and pinched her nipple hard, making her scream as she came all over him.

“Oh God,” she moaned as the orgasim rushed through her whole body.

Andy thrust into her pussy five more times before he felt himself ready to explode. Putting her leg down, he pulled himself out of her and ejaculated all over her tits and stomach, like he said he was going to.

The two of them stayed there a moment longer, Ariel laying on the bed and Andy above her, breathing in and out as they caught their breath.

After a minute, Andy climbed off of her and helped her up off the bed, making her she stayed steady on her legs. Once they were both standing, he leaned and kissed her again. Ariel happily kissed him back.

“That was fucking fantastic,” he told her.

“Thank you,” she said. “So were you.”

“Next time I’m in Vegas, could I ask Henry for you again?” he asked her. “Would you be willing to go a little further next time?”

“Absolutely,” she responded.

“Good,” he said, kissing her again. “I would keep you here longer but I need to be up early tomorrow. If you would like to shower before you leave, please feel free to use the one here, and your payment is on the dresser.”

After showering, Ariel got dressed and took the envelope off the dresser that Andy had been referring to and quietly left his room, as he was already asleep in his bed. It wasn’t until she was alone in the elevator, heading down to the lobby that she counted the money. She gasped out loud when she counted $500 in there. Not only was that half of what she needed for her rent, but it was after only a single evening of work. Normally it would have taken at least six nights of overtime at Pete’s to get this kind of money. Plus she would be home before 11 PM. Another thing she hadn’t done in months. She was so excited by the prospect of what this all could mean for her, that she didn’t hesitate to take a cab home to her apartment rather than walking like she normally would have done.

Entering her apartment, she kicked off the heels she was wearing and went straight to the bathroom. She turned on the light and looked at herself in the mirror.

Earlier this evening, she stared at herself in this very cracked and dirty mirror. She barely knew the girl looking back at her and as she made her way into the evening, she was terrified. But it was as if she left and returned feeling like a completely different woman.

As she undressed and got ready for bed, all she could do was smile and think about how it was going to feel to not have to worry about paying rent, keeping up with her student loan, or potentially having to drop out of school. This evening was the first time in a year that she wasn’t stressed about not getting enough sleep or finishing an assignment for class because she was working all hours of the night, making barely $8 an hour plus tips.

Despite everything she had done, Ariel was proud of herself. Yes, this wasn’t the most conventional for someone to be earning money, but she was doing what she had to do to achieve her dreams.

As she tucked herself in for the evening and turned off the bedroom light, Ariel thought of her mother, back in Arizona, living off her social insurance paychecks. She couldn’t even be bothered to get off the couch unless it was to go find another fix. Ariel would do whatever it took to give herself the life her mother never did.