Chantal: The Real Story Ch. 04

I still told her that it was her most stupid and unnecessary idea yet, I was only in my car so had to park much further down the street although, fortunately, she had her full kit with her including the CS spray. I parked up and the street hooker got out and swayed up the street away from me, she was wearing just black stiletto ankle boots, a very short black leather mini and a red blouse tied under her boobs.

She stood on the edge of the pavement and lit up the obligatory cigarette and posed unsuccessfully for a couple of cars. One of them stopped where the youngsters were working; I was too far away to see if it was the same girls. An elderly looking guy looking like he had been on the beer all night came up to her and she took him down the alley, from my new position I could not see the action. They were soon back and as she said goodbye to him another, bit younger walked up and she was off again.

They were finished quite quickly, while she stood there in her pose I could not help thinking how utterly stupid this was. She had probably collected £40 for drinking two mouthfuls of cum in a filthy alley, earlier she had charged a total of £710 to entertain four guys in very comfortable surroundings. A white Nissan then pulled up and she quickly negotiated and jumped in and they drove off, I was close enough to a least record the car index number.

This whole situation was really causing me concern, probably more so than the first time because I knew there was a much safer alternative. She was soon dropped off and stood there but I saw she was sending a text message 'Sorry love, still having fun, will try a few more, love you.' Before I could reply a big guy wearing just his vest and jeans came up and they went off down the alley together.

This one took a bit longer, but they came out and she even gave him a kiss as she said goodbye, she sent a text again 'Well fit, had pussy nice and hard." If she was still in that frame of mind I did not see the point in calling her. After a few minutes she lost another passing car and a chap on foot, but collected a little guy in his twenties or thirties as far as I could see.

They guy came staggering out of the alley just as my phone rang and she said "Bring the car down and fetch me please." I actually stalled the car in my haste but soon pulled up beside her; she was sitting on the little wall in the alley. She was holding her head in her hands and I could see a little blood at the corner of her mouth. She jumped into the passenger seat and said "Sorry, don't look so worried it's not that bad."

As she gently cleaned up her face with a wet wipe she explained "As I took his bare cock in my mouth he gave my quite a hard slap on the side of by boob, I pulled out and told him to stop that. As I took it in again he slapped me hard across the face and called me a bitch, I proved it by sinking my teeth hard into his cock. That made him yell but he shut up when as I got up I kneed him right in the balls. He lost interest and ran off so I called you."

I told her in what I hoped she realised was a stern voice. "This is the very last time I let you work the street. You know I was worried and this proves it, fortunately not very seriously."

She said rather sheepishly "Sorry I have learnt my lesson, the not too hard way, take me back to the hotel please." When we got into the better light at the hotel I could see her cheek was developing a bruise and there was swelling around her mouth. Subsequent inspection also showed a fair bruise on her left boob. There was no medical treatment she would just have to wait for them to clear up; I did take some photos in case she needed reminding in future.

She then went into her room and had a shower while I managed to find Hazel, who was fortunately still up and got a few bottles of Vodka Ice for Chantal and a couple of bottles of beer for myself. When she came back in, I told her to have a few drinks and promise me that she would never even think about working the street again "I promise, those girls must be desperate, it is dangerous, although do you realise I collected £170 in my brief session tonight? If they need that sort of money to pay for their drug habit there is no other way they could possible earn it."

Possibly from guilt, although from her reaction maybe not; she insisted we have sex as soon as we went to bed. I gave her a very intense orgasm by working on her nipples with fingers and teeth and using my other hand on her clit. I finished, at her request with a good hard anal while she played with her own clit until we both had very satisfaction completion.