After a minute of silence, he repeated, “This is John. Who is this?” John knew that it was one of his friends because he did not give out his phon... number to just anyone. “Answer me or I am going to hang up.” He pulled the phone away from his ear to look at the number, but it was marked private.As he was ready to hang up, he heard a soft voice, almost a whisper say, “John, this is Jazzy,”“Jazzy?” he asked in a questionable tone of voice, racking his brain to put a face to the name.Jazzy. My cock was gonna burst right there when i looked in the mirror. we grabbed our coats hopped in the car and left, when I pulled up to our neighbors home(tom) my wife looked at me and asked if we were gonna dothisagain. I said yes but also a suprise. We knocked on the door and tom answered, We went to hang our coats up and he left us and saidcome in living room when your done.We walked in the living room hand in hand. When we turned the corner there was tom with drinks for us and his 2. Sylvia just looked at him then me and rolled her as eyes. I moved in closer.John had gone off and was chatting intently to the young barmaid , who looked bored by him .sylvia said ' he always does this , not content with what he has.' Idiot ' I said.Sylvia pushed me with her lovely womanly thigh.My cock was already rigid , thinking I had a real chance here.it had been three months since I fucked and I was a 26 year old manging for it.I put my hand on my own knee , and looked at her tits. We took place in the couches in our living room , nice and comfy , the lights dimmed , music playing softly in the background . Yes , the mood was set . Me and some friends are playing truth or dare . And when it’s my turn I say “dare” . And they dare me to be a real prostitute for one evening . So I really have to dress like a whore , go out on the street and give men sex for money . I wasn’t allowed to take any money with my when I went out on the streets and I had to show them how much I.