She had a wonderfully husky voice. Her name was Julia and she was looking for a meaningful relationship. As I drank more and listened to her, I decide... that I had to bed this woman. And so I lied to her about how I had lost my wife to another man and had to struggle being a single dad etc. She was sympathetic and a good listener and soon we were back at her apartment. My thoughts were now getting more perverted. I had secretly admired the rears of black women and now decided that it would be. I was really happy I went home used my wifi and accepted her friend request. Later at night I messaged her that I don’t like facebook and was wondering if she was available on whatsapp. She replied the next day “Hahaha nice way of asking for no.” and gave me her no.She used to come to her home at 7 after office we used to chat a lot and even many voice calls use to take place. We used to talk for hours continuously at the night and one day I directly went to her house without informing her she. He had never before shown an interest in smelling my underwear. Not that I was aware of anyway. I was learning all sorts of new things about him that night. Somewhat defiantly, I used my knickers to wipe the excess cum from between my legs, before obeying him and leaving my knickers behind. I slid on my bum to the door of the van and said, "I won't be long this time," as I exited the van and made my way, slightly unsteadily back to the bar. I went to the bathroom and recycled quite a lot of. At 17:00 I headed to the snack shop. Paul took me to his private quarters telling me to wait. I had many questions for him. He arrived back in 15 minutes. My first question was why did you give me that much money without knowing anything about me?“It was a test. I needed to know if you could be trusted. Some hookers would leave as soon as they got the money. You stayed.”“But that’s a lot of money.”“It’s not that much to me. If you stay until 08:00 you will walk away with $3,300. That’s 16 hours.