Her Husband Insisted She Do It

I pulled up to the four story brick building and drove around to the
small parking lot in the back. I parked my car in one of the dozen
parking spaces. I then got out of the car, took a small white plastic
card out of my wallet. I walked up to the steel door and scanned my card
on a badge reader next to the door. The door clicked. I opened the door
and walked into a small lobby.

The lobby had a large two way mirror on one wall. I knew I was being
watched from behind the mirror by an armed guard. To my left was an
elevator. I scanned my catd on the reader next to the elevator door. The
elevator button lit up. I pressed the elevator button. The elevator
opened and I stepped inside. There was another reader inside the
elevator. I scanned my card on the reader and pressed the one button on
the panel. The elevator door closed and the elevator began to go up.

The elevator opened on the fourth floor. The hallway, subtly lit with
recessed lighting, revealed a narrow hallway with plush brown carpeting,
placed on top of thick padding to cover the comings and goings of the
room owners. The twelve rooms straddled the narrow hallway. Each door,
made with thick wood, kept the activity within out of the earshot of any
hallway traveler. I walked up to room 412 and took out a key.

I entered the room and immediately entered the small closet just inside
and to the left of the door. I undressed, hanging my clothes on hangars.
I put on a small robe hung in the closet. I then left the closet.

Next to the closet, in room 412, is a circular room with green tinted
frosted glass walls. I slid the glass door open and entered, closing the
door behind me.

The circular room has a plush brown semicircular couch that takes up
half of the room. There is a small end table on each end of the couch.
Each end table has a small refrigerator under it. I took out a coke out
and sat on the couch. I clicked on a TV above the glass door. Ten
minutes into watching Fox News, I heard the room door open as my
companion entered 412 from the hallway. A moment later, the glass door
opened and a twelve year old girl entered.

She stood just a hair over five feet. She has long red hair, tucked into
a pony tail behind her back. Her skin is porcelain white, dotted with
freckles. Her eyes, light blue, perfectly compliment her small nose and
bee stung lips. She has a petite frame. Today, she’s wearing a blue T
shirt and blue jeans. She looks just like her picture on the website.

“Hi, I’m Laurie” she says with a smile as she extends her hand.

I take her hand and kiss it. “Hi Laurie” I reply, “come sit beside me.”

She sits besides me.

“I came straight from school. Should I put on my negligee ?”

“No, that’s alright”, I assure her. “Where are you from ?”

“Somersott. I live there with my mom.”

“What does she do ?”

“She’s a hotel maid. That’s kinda how I got here ”

“Come again ?”

“My mom works at the Super 8. I went there one day after school to get
her signature on a permission slip. One of the customers saw me and told
me about The Emporer’s Club. Next thing you know, I’m here.”

“Do you like the work ?” I asked.

“The guys treat me well and my mom likes the money.”

While we talked, she took off her socks and shoes. I’m not a foot
fetishest, but there’s something about a young girl’s feet. Her feet are
petite, like her frame. Luckily, she had forgone toenail polish. I’m not
a fan of nail polish, but I think that the natural look is part of the
Emporer Club criteria. When ordering a girl, you fill out certain
sections, like nail polish. I left that section blank, just like makeup,
so Laurie arrived looking very natural.

With bare feet, she started to take off her T shirt. “Let me do that”, I
said.

She let me take off her T shirt, revealing a very plain white cotton
bra. I next sliiped off her jeans, leaving them next to her T shirt on
the end table. She turned her back so I could undo her bra.

I gently undid her bra and lifted it from her body. She turned to face
me, her arms across her chest in an act of modesty. She looked me in the
eye. Smiling, she dropped her arms to her side, revealing two small
white mounds toppped with pink nipples.

“Absolutely beautiful” I said.

“Thank you” she replied.

I placed my hands on her hips, and slowly slid them up her side. Although
she interpeted the gesture as a relaxing movement, I was actually feeling
her up. Once around her shoulders, I reversed motion and slid my hands down
her body. Once back on her hips, I inserted my index fingers in the
waistband of her panties. I gently slid her panties down to her ankles. She
stepped out of the panties. I lifted them and placed them on her clothes. I
then took in the view of the naked preteen before me.

She was absolutely marvelous. A few orange tinted peach fuzz hairs marred
what was otherwise a bald pussy. I ran my hands up her side again. That’s
when she took the initiative and straddled my lap. Aiming her chest for my
face, she made sure to place her right nipple at mouth level while taking
my head in her hands. While I suckled on her, she caressed my neck with her
tiny hands. In return, I caressed her back.

Minutes later, she switched nipples and the foreplay continued. I let my
hands find her hips, then her preteen poon. Running my index finger along
her slit, I found her quite moist. As I touched her clit, she jumped,
giggled, and playfully purred. I pulled her to me and turned to lay her on
the couch.

I let my hands wander her chest, abdomen, then playfully along her thighs,
before returning to her young sex. She looked at me with anticipation. I
paused a moment, stood, and lifted her from the couch.

I carried her from the glass room to the left, where an area like a hotel
room exists. Carrying her to the bed in the center of the room, I gently
laid her down, then laid beside her. Leaning in, I started kissing her
while caressing her chest. I could feel her breathing deeply and writhing
slightly.

Several minutes later, I moved my head to her chest, where I suckled on her
while reaching her young sex with my right hand. As I played with her slit
and clit, she moaned softly. Placing her hand on the back of my neck, I
felt the waves of pleasure going through her as her caresses reflected the
intensity of the waves. Soon, she was near panting and letting out feminine
grunts. I then moved my head between her legs.

As I started licking her slit, she started arcing her back and pushing
against my lips. She was grunting and almost slamming her back against the
bed. Her hands clawed at the bedspread. I continued my licking. Suddenly,
she squealed and pushed my head away from her. She then spasmed in orgasm.
I watched the contractions in her abdomen. After a moment, she looked up at
me. Still panting, she said “That was intense.”

I then slipped off the bathrobe and mounted her. She reached down to help
guide me in her. I took my time, entering her. She looked up at me in a
look of bliss. When she had taken my entire length, I started pumping her.
She caressed my arms with her hands, and reached around my hips with her
feet.

I noticed a slight grimace on her face, but her wetness gathering on my
crotch told me that it wasn’t all painful for her. Our breathing became in
sync. I felt my pleasure building and I paused to kiss her. After a moment,
I resumed thrusting into her. Her little love hole was painfully gripping
my dick, but this was one of the most erotic moments of my life. Her
breathing, thrusting, and feminine pants increased my stimulation. Soon, my
climax started building again. Sensing that she grabbed my head. I felt my
cum rising, then I shot my full load in her. One shot, two, three, four,
and nearly a fifth as I collapsed next to her.

She let me catch my breath, as she caught hers. She placed her tiny head on
my chest and draped a leg across my waist. I held her to me. She then
gently played with my chest hairs. I leaned in and kissed her forehead. She
looked up and climbed on top of me.

“You are awesome” she said.

We kissed and gently caressed each other.

“Got enough for another go ?” she asked.

“I need a little rest.”

“Can I play with Mr. Happy ?”

“He needs rest too sweetheart.”

I leaned over and activated a remote next to the bed. Scheherazade by
Rimsky Korsikoff began gently playing in the semi darkness. We cuddled, and
over a series of minutes, foreplay began. A little while later, we were
back at it again. After my second orgasm, we caught our breath, then went
into the larger than usual bathroom, where we washed each other in a twice
normal sized tub.

A little while later, we dried each other, then dressed. Once dressed, we
stood near the door. After a passionate kiss, she asked if I would make her
my regular girl.

“I don’t see why not” I replied.

A look of glee came across her face. I reached in my pocket and gave her a
pre loaded Visa card.

We shared a kiss and left room 412 to return to our lives.