After graduating High School, I had to get a job. I started working (surprisingly) at the mall. I worked for retail store of a very well known nation ...ide telecommunications company. I started as a part time sales girl. With the help of looks and experience flirting I soon became the best sales girl, eventually becoming full time. But the flirting and occasional one night stands weren't enough. I secretly started working as a stripper at night. It wasn't at a regular strip club or gentleman's. This was the third time that had happened.We started with the kind of light conversation that two virtual strangers might. Although I mostly let Aurora tell me about herself, her family, her education, her likes and dislikes. I lied and told her I was alone and without family. Well, the last of my family had died about 650 years before, so it wasn’t stretching the truth that much. My most recent foray into education I could discuss with her. I could throw out the names of any of an half-dozen. She really shouldn’t be out of the house at all. There was a risk of mudslides. The washes were probably flooded as well. She would have been happy enough to settle down into her bed and spend the day with her books. She didn’t smoke and seldom drank more than a glass of wine so she had few needs that were desperate enough to force her to venture out. She was out of coffee though. Even after she had nursed what she had left she was out and she needed it. She looked at the keys to the truck in. “You’re so beautiful,” He said looking down on me, “I don’t want you to be surprised – and I was close.”“Its okay,” I stood up.His hands touched me, running down my spine, tickling my skin. It found its place around my rear, cupping my cheek gently, pulling me towards him. I felt his member, moist with the liquid precum I had drawn from its tip, touch my stomach. A hand slipped through my hair as I was pulled into an embrace, feeling his rock-hard member throbbing against my skin, a hot wet.