Chapter 12 The Untouchable Hooker

• After escaping Alice’s ‘ambush,’ I hid away in my bedroom, not daring to go out anymore. My willpower was limited, so if I were truly gobbled up by that little vixen, I’d regret it immensely. Although she said she was willing to use her breast to help me out, I wasn’t confident that I could control myself from plunging into her… Lying on the bed, I scrolled my cell phone. After a while, I groggily dozed off since the day had been exhausting.
• I slept soundly, and I even had a dream. In the dream, Elizabeth was lying in her car, while I was groping her full and rounded breasts. The feeling, elasticity, and sensation were truly unrivaled. And what was even better was the fact that they felt incredibly real, lush and smooth. I just couldn’t resist the urge to place them into my mouth, to kiss and suck on them before using my tongue to tease them. This feeling was just too realistic that I wanted to open my eyes and see whether this was a reality or a dream, but at the same time, I was worried that all this would disappear once I opened my eyes, and that would make me truly disappointed. Nonetheless, in the end, I couldn’t repress the sense that all this felt extremely vivid, so I opened my eyes.
• Subsequently, in the next moment, shock jolted me completely awake because Alice was lying beside me in her birthday suit, without a stitch on her. Her exquisitely fair skin and enticingly lithe figure were all bared to my sight. Meanwhile, my hand was cupping one of her full breasts. No wonder it felt so real. “You…”
• Without even waiting for me to finish speaking, Alice placed a delicate hand over my mouth before she shifted her alluring body downward, positioning herself so that her gloriously generous bust was dangling above the part of me that was burning up. Then… she helped me with that embarrassing affair, making my face flame hotly, yet hoping that she’d continue doing it… After ten minutes or so, I could no longer curb my body’s impulse, and I spurted, shooting all over Alice’s lovely face, painting stripes across her beautiful face. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold back…” I was extremely embarrassed, the shame making my face burn. Ah, I’d finished in merely ten minutes or so… How mortifying!
• Alice pursed her tiny lips. In a rare show of bashfulness, a trace of shyness showed on her face as her cheeks flushed a deep red. “It’s fine. You’re already considered incredible since you managed to last for ten minutes or so, and it was sufficient for me to come once.”
• I didn’t understand what she meant. “Come? Come where?”
• However, Alice didn’t say anything elaborate further on this matter. Pulling up her hair shyly, she again shifted backward and hung her head low. “I’ll clean you up.” Then, she enveloped me in her mouth and used her little pink tongue… Fortunately, the entire process was very fast, so there wasn’t time for me to get aroused before she took off from the bed bashfully. Immediately after, the spray of water sounded from the bathroom.
• I didn’t dare get up, afraid that I’d get hard again if I were to glimpse her alluring, womanly figure. Thankfully, Alice didn’t enter my bedroom again after taking a shower. Instead, she hid away in her bedroom. That night, nothing else happened between us. After tossing and turning, I finally fell asleep.
• …
• The next day, when I woke up, Alice had already made breakfast. When she spotted me, a faint blush rose on her face, but she didn’t say anything about what had happened last night. After having breakfast, she left, saying that she was going back to her hometown to visit her parents. However, before leaving, she told me that if I couldn’t hold back in the future, she wouldn’t mind using the same part of her body to help me out but other parts would be fine, too. I reluctantly agreed. After all, the sensation of her boobs was much more phenomenal than silk stockings or a bra.
• There wasn’t much to do in the morning, so I tidied the house for a bit and did some laundry. Very quickly, it was then lunchtime, and I gave Angelina a call.
• “You haven’t had lunch? That’s perfect. Wait for me at home. I’ll bring you out for a meal.” Angelina then hung up the phone.
• Meanwhile, I was slightly apprehensive since I was now traumatized about ‘meals’ when it came to these people, instinctively assuming that it’d be a gathering among wealthy ladies.
• However, when Angelina arrived, I realized that it was all in my mind, for it was truly a simple meal; there wasn’t anyone else besides the two of us. Both of us sat across each other in a private booth in a restaurant. Angelina ordered eight dishes and two soups, which I thought was rather wasteful, but I didn’t say anything. After all, whoever extended the meal invitation would be footing the bill.
• Angelina then asked me about my relationship with Elizabeth and Hannah, upon which I said everything was fine and progressing steadily. “Have you had sex with them?”
• I was drinking soup, so Angelina’s sudden question almost made me choke. I quickly took a tissue and wiped my mouth. “No. Neither with Elizabeth nor Hannah.”
• All of a sudden, Angelina raised her head, her smile blossoming like a flower. “What about Alice, then? You’re living with her all the time. Won’t anything happen between the two of you?”
• I initially wanted to keep the incident last night a secret from her, but on second thought, it wasn’t much of a secret, so I told her about it.
• Angelina curled her lips. “It isn’t surprising that Alice wants to wolf you down. Even I have a slight urge to do the same. Who doesn’t want to devour a virgin, after all? However, you did the right thing. Don’t bed her. At least, before you lose your virginity, don’t bed her. Listen to me, for it’ll only benefit you.”
• We then discussed some other matters. After having eaten and drank our fill, Angelina wiped her mouth with a tissue before she took out her makeup case and applied her lipstick while looking into the mirror. Her movements were elegant as if she’d practiced millions of times, every move carrying a sense of gracefulness without appearing to be pretentious, very much seductive just like her every customary movement.
• I was staring at her when a petite foot pressed against my lower body, stroking me gently across the table. Meanwhile, at the table, Angelina was still touching up her makeup while looking into the mirror, acting as though that petite foot wasn’t hers.
• “I’m just a hooker. Well, once upon a time. While I’m no longer one now, the impression I give others all my life is merely that of a hooker. No matter where I go, as long as someone recognizes me, this perception will never be erased. But this isn’t important. What’s important is that even if they do recognize me, I’m still the hooker who is far above them, the untouchable hooker. I entered this industry when I was 18 years old, and I’m 32 years old this year, so it has been a whole 14 years. How many clients do you think I took?”
• I couldn’t answer Angelina’s question. After all, there was no way I could say that her kitty had endured such constant friction that it had developed calluses.
• She put down her makeup case and smiled at me. Undeniably, she looked very beautiful when she smiled, appearing seductive, yet filled with a dynamic cuteness. While seductiveness and cuteness were conflicting qualities, she truly managed to blend them together; this was her appeal, or in other words, enticement.
• “Seven. Within these 14 years, I’d taken a total of seven clients. Then, I got to my position today, a position that doesn’t allow people like Hannah and Elizabeth to ignore me.”
• Angelina’s petite foot stroked me gently, making my entire body combust. Clamping her petite foot that was kindling the fire within me with my thighs, I then instinctively raised my hips and ground against it. She didn’t mind either, merely smiling, so I became even more audacious and unzipped my pants before rubbing against the foot that was only encased in a silk stocking without any barrier between us.