A man who falls in love with a prostitute

I fiddled with the TV remote, unsure which channel to tune into, glancing at my phone every now and then, but ultimately
, I was disappointed. Not a single call, not even a text…
Lost in thought, I suddenly heard the room phone ring. My heart pounded at the unexpected call…
Composing myself, I picked up the phone and spoke into the receiver in my sexy voice: "Hello!
" "Hello sir! This is the hotel's massage and bath center. Would you like a massage?" A sweet and seductive
voice came through the receiver. With her voice, my manhood instinctively hardened.
Actually, anyone who isn't completely stupid knows that hotel massages usually involve those kinds of services. In the past,
I would usually bluntly refuse these calls, but this time I hesitated. The reason was simple:
the disappointment of recently breaking up with my girlfriend, my loneliness, plus my physical needs—I hadn't had sex in about two weeks.
As I hesitated, the flirtatious voice on the other end of the phone rang again, "Sir, we have young and beautiful
girls here, you'll definitely be satisfied. How about I send one up for you to see? If you're not satisfied, you can change."
"Okay," I hung up. Actually, whether they were pretty or not didn't matter to me; what I needed now was to release my pent-up emotions!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" About two minutes later, a light knock sounded at the door!
I opened it and was stunned. A young girl stood shyly outside. I immediately noticed her eyes—
so big, so clear, revealing a subtle, almost imperceptible, look—sadness, sorrow.
"Brother, may I come in?" A soft voice broke my reverie. Only then did I realize
my lapse in composure and awkwardly said, "Come in." In my panic, I quickly calmed my racing heart.
I closed the door and locked it! Once inside, under the light, I could finally see her clearly. Judging from her alluring attire, I
could roughly guess her age—around 21. She had a fantastic figure, a typical beautiful Uyghur girl! Especially
her eyes, they were truly mesmerizing…
When she saw me looking at her, she seemed very reserved and shy, her hands constantly rubbing together.
I chuckled and said, “Don’t be shy, make yourself at home.”
“Brother, are you satisfied with my service?” she asked softly, though her Mandarin wasn’t very fluent.
“It’s fine,” I replied.
“Do you know the price?”
“Tell me.”
“It’s 300 for one time, 700 for the night. Brother, do you want the night or…”
“Let’s take a look first.” At this point, I wasn’t worried about the money, afraid that things might get complicated if I delayed.
She awkwardly began to undress, and as her last piece of underwear was removed, her beautiful body
was completely exposed before me. Everyone says Uyghur girls don't have great skin, but hers was so
fair, her breasts so firm and smooth, as if milk could be squeezed out at any moment, her legs so long
yet voluptuous, shimmering under the light, a tuft of pubic hair
perfectly accentuated her figure…
Before I knew it, my lower body was hard, but seeing her naked body, it felt like I needed to pull up my pants
and come out!
“Brother, do you need me to take your clothes off?”
“No, I can do it myself.” Her clothes were off in an instant.
A passionate encounter!
Afterwards, judging from her movements, she was clearly a novice, unsure how to give a man
maximum pleasure. She didn't moan, only occasionally letting out a low groan when she felt pleasure…
I propped myself up with a pillow, half-lying on the bed, her body nestled in my arms. Looking at her petite, beautiful, and adorable
appearance, at that moment I truly didn't see her as a prostitute, but as my lover. I habitually lit a
cigarette and took a deep drag. Amidst the smoke, I politely asked, "Would you like one?" "No, brother,
thank you," she replied gently, her voice still soft, but without the previous shyness. Perhaps lovemaking had brought us closer
. I continued smoking, my other hand sliding between her breasts and jade-like legs. One of her
hands rested gently on my chest, while the other lightly caressed my penis. She nestled
against me, her alluring eyes fixed on me.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked.
"I like watching you smoke, it's so cool," she said sweetly.
"Brother, guess what my first impression of you was?" I paused, then said: "Look!"
"I'm afraid you won't like me, you're so handsome! Hehe."
"Am I handsome?"
"Of course, and I felt a special connection with you the first time I saw you."
"What good is being handsome to a man? It's not like I'm a gigolo, I still get dumped! Money is the only real
thing for a man." I sighed leisurely.
"Brother, you mean you don't have a girlfriend?" she asked in surprise.
"Who would want to be with a poor guy like me? Would you be willing?"
Sigh! She also sighed. "Yes. Society these days is really materialistic... materialistic to the point that it's a bit unbearable
."
She paused, then suddenly asked, "Brother, aren't you going to ask me why I do this?"
"Why should I ask you? Of course you have your reasons for doing this. Who would want to do this if they had the means
? I don't want to touch your sore spot."
"Brother, you're so kind. This is the first time I've met someone as considerate as you. I've had a few clients who
all asked me, so I'm not used to you not asking!" she said leisurely.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to hear it.” Her words piqued my curiosity.
“You might not believe it, but I’m really from a poor family. I have two younger brothers and a younger sister, all in school.
My parents were laid off. I’m the eldest, and I had no choice.” Her tone was very sad .
“Hehe.” “What, brother, don’t you believe me?”
“It’s not that I don’t believe you, but that’s not all there is to what you do.”
“Why?” She was taken aback.
I casually tugged at her pubic hair and said mischievously, “Because I can’t see the whole picture of you from your eyes.”
Sincere.
"No way, brother, you're amazing!" she said with a coquettish smile.
"Just kidding," I said, removing my hand from her stomach and lifting her right arm. "Look,
the scar on your wrist tells me that if I'm not mistaken, one of the reasons you're in this line of work is because a man
broke your heart."
"Ah!" she exclaimed in surprise, then slumped into my arms, tears welling in her large eyes
.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I quickly apologized.
"It's okay, brother, it's all in the past. Actually, I'm just like you; you were dumped by your girlfriend too, weren't you
?"
That's ruthless; she's getting her revenge right away!
"Actually, I was young and naive back then, which is why I acted so impulsively. He was my first man,
and I loved him very much, but he fell in love with another girl, who was also my friend. At that time, I really couldn't
understand it, I was really desperate, and I even considered suicide to end it all. Now I realize how foolish I was;
it wasn't worth it for such a man. Since then, I've stopped believing in love.
The reason I'm doing this job is because my family isn't well-off, and I wanted to leave that place that made me so sad. But I don't have any
skills; I tried other jobs, but none of them worked out, so I've ended up like this."
"How long have you been doing this?"
"It'll be a month in three days."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, it's upsetting! Let's talk about something else!"
"Brother, you're a good person, I can tell. And you're so handsome; any girl who leaves you
is truly making a mistake."
"Hehe, don't talk about that, what's so great about me?"
I glanced at my phone; she'd been running around my room for almost 40 minutes. While I was looking at my phone, she wrapped her arms around
me and said, "Brother, please don't let me go, okay? I want to stay with you tonight."
"Why?" I asked with a mischievous smile.
"No reason, I just feel close to you. Please don't let me go, okay? You'll take care of me tonight, I'll
bathe with you, okay?" Her tone was so sweet, her appearance so adorable. My heart skipped a beat,
a pang of pity rising within me.
"What, you don't want to?"
"Of course I don't want to! With a beauty like you by my side, I'd be begging for it. I'm just worried about safety."
"It's okay, brother. Don't worry, please don't let me go, okay?"
"Alright then! I'll take care of you then!" I said resolutely. Actually, as soon as I said those words, I regretted it
: Damn it. I've fallen into another trap! Another 400 taels of silver to pay. But the words were out, and I was too embarrassed to go back on my word!
"Thank you, brother!" She was as happy as a little bird, a completely different person from when she first came in
!
"Brother, let's take a shower together!" Before I could agree, she got out of bed and pulled me to the bathroom.
The water temperature in the bathroom was just right, and with her scrubbing my back, it truly felt like heaven. We lathered each other with soap
, rubbing our naked bodies together. It was so pleasant.
After showering, we went to the bedroom. When I saw her, she was like a completely different person. She had removed her heavy makeup, revealing her true
face—such a pure and innocent face, especially her eyes, they were irresistible! Undried water
trickled down her hair, onto her firm breasts, and then onto the floor. I was completely dumbfounded. "
Hey, what are you looking at? You're mesmerized, aren't you? Hehe."
"Hehe, you're so beautiful!"
"Of course, hehe. I look much better without makeup, but in our line of work, we
can't do without it!" She feigned a playful look.
In that instant, my little brother sprang to life, and I roughly lifted her onto the bed. This time it was long; amidst my heavy,
panting breaths, I heard her wanton moans, her hands tightly embracing my body. Finally, with a loud
cry from her and a heavy sigh from me, our union ended. I then realized I was drenched in sweat. As
I panted, she gently wiped my brow with her delicate hands. Suddenly, she climbed on top of me,
smiling mischievously, and said, "Brother, are you tired?"
"Hehe, a little," she buried her head in my neck, saying, "Brother, I love your scent."
Her tone was so alluring! I hugged her back, playing with her long hair.
We hugged quietly for a few minutes, enjoying the silence.
After a while, I gently pushed her off me and said, "It's getting late, you should go home!"
I reached into my pocket, took out my wallet, and secretly counted out 700. As I turned to give her the money
, I found her half-lying on the bed, tears welling up in her big eyes. I said, "What's wrong?"
"Brother, don't you want me to stay with you anymore?" she said, her tone tinged with resentment.
"No, I have to work tomorrow. You should go home and rest too! Here's the money."
"Okay," she said, but she didn't take the money. Instead, she slowly put on her clothes and, after a while,
tossed her long hair and stared at me.
"Take the money,"
she said, taking the money, pulling out 200 yuan, and throwing the rest on the bed.
"What are you doing?"
"This 200 yuan is for Mommy! I don't want the rest," she said, turning to leave.
I grabbed her and asked, "Why?"
She didn't speak, her back to me. I gently turned her around and saw tears streaming down her face
. She was sobbing softly.
"What's wrong?" I asked softly.
"You know what? I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. I haven't felt this way in years
." She choked back tears, continuing, "I know that in your eyes I'm just a prostitute. I know I
don't have the right to love someone right now. Maybe you don't believe me, but I trust my feelings. I know I'm foolish, but
if I weren't so foolish, I wouldn't be in this situation today..." She continued sobbing.
I gently pulled her into my arms. To be honest, I've been working for over four years and have experienced a lot of business
entertainment. Occasionally, I've accompanied clients out for a bit of fun, and I've met many prostitutes, but this time I was truly
at a loss. I believe I still have some charm, but I don't believe it's this strong.
My mind was racing. Could this be a trap? "God, I just wanted to find a prostitute to vent
, why did this happen again? This is supposed to be a transaction, why did it end like this...
" "Brother, please don't let me go." While I was thinking rapidly, she looked up. The tears had stopped
, and she looked at me with deep affection.
I stroked her hair and said, "Okay, okay, I won't let you go, but you have to take the money."
"Hehe, you finally agreed!" she exclaimed joyfully!
Watching her put the money away, I put my clothes back on.
"Brother, why are you getting dressed?"
"Let's go for a walk." To be honest, I was a little scared; it would be better to get her out of the hotel as soon as possible!
"Okay, where do you want to go?"
"It's up to you, I'm not familiar with this place." As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them. What if she took me to a high-end
place? I'd be in big trouble.
"Okay, let me think about it." She took my hand and led me out of the room!
After leaving the hotel, she hailed a taxi. I was genuinely a little apprehensive, after all, I
didn't know this city at all!
The car started moving, and I asked with a smile, "Where are you going?" "What, afraid I'll sell you?" "Even if I wanted to sell you,
I'm afraid no one would want you." I pretended to be nonchalant! Actually, I was really unsure. Of course, I travel frequently for work and have seen
my share of things, so my curiosity was piqued; I wanted to know what this girl was up to.
"I'll take you to a place I like." She mentioned a place to the driver, who nodded.
Soon the car stopped, and I cautiously observed the surroundings. It was a night market. My heart finally relaxed.
We paid and got out of the car. She grabbed my hand and ran towards the street stalls, attracting many stares!
Finally, we reached one and she stopped. The owner, a middle-aged woman, greeted her warmly
: "You're here so early today!" "Yes, to see my boyfriend!" Before I could react, she linked her arm with mine and
nestled in my arms, looking like a little bird clinging to me! The owner looked me over and smiled: "Not bad,
young man, quite dashing, a perfect match! Come on in!"
She led me to a table and we sat down. I glanced around; it was a Xinjiang restaurant, selling
things like barbecue. "What would you like to eat?" she asked. I said, "Anything."
"Then I'll decide." We ordered some lamb chops and grilled meats.
"Would you like something to drink?" "No, thank you." Actually, I wanted some beer, but I knew Uyghurs don't drink alcohol.

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