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Lots of talk but not many stories, but here's one

I'm a guy. And I found myself in the enviable position of being able to trade sex for something I wanted, money. And I didn't feel even a tiny bit guilty...

In college I'd been regaled with tales of business majors making big bucks in real estate. I decided to try it and got my agent license and did it for 6 months before I discovered I wanted to do something useful in life (apologies to any agents out there).

One of my first clients was a French woman living in the U.S., 20 years older than me. She was divorced and had obviously made out well-she had bucks. She was looking to invest in land near Park City, UT. Over the course of several days I showed her everything available.

She was sexy, with a delightful accent. But she was also spoiled and controlling and expected me to be her pet. As I look back now that doesn't seem so bad (please, please let me be someone's pet!), but as an idealistic college student I resisted her flirtations and suggestions to have dinner with her, etc.

She finally told me she was ready to make an offer on some land, but she just wasn't quite sure. She said that there was a hot tub in her suite and if she and I relaxed in it, it would help. I was a beginning agent and commissions were few and far between, so I said yes.

Once in her room, as we were starting to take off our clothes, she seemed nervous and left her bra and panties on. I started to remove my pants, only to realize with horror that I had on the most worn and ragged boxer shorts ever know to Man. There was only one thing to do. I whipped them off along with my pants before she could notice them.

She saw my act as aggressive and manly and as we got in the hot tub she said "I don't want to be the boss anymore. You're in charge tonight." I unhooked her bra and slid down her panties. I was beginning to enjoy myself. "Put your tongue in my mouth," I told her. As she did I put her hand on my very happy cock. I sat her on the edge of the tub, spread her legs and went down on her. I asked which she liked better, me sucking her clit or putting my tongue in her pussy as far as it would go. She couldn't decide.

Then I laid her down, got out of the tub and began fucking her. She told me her ex-husband never lasted more than two minutes. And she said she wanted to be fucked for 30 minutes and if I could do that she'd buy the property. I did. And she did. I made just over $10,000. It was fantastic.
 
strongx said:
I'm a guy. And I found myself in the enviable position of being able to trade sex for something I wanted, money. And I didn't feel even a tiny bit guilty...

In college I'd been regaled with tales of business majors making big bucks in real estate. I decided to try it and got my agent license and did it for 6 months before I discovered I wanted to do something useful in life (apologies to any agents out there).

One of my first clients was a French woman living in the U.S., 20 years older than me. She was divorced and had obviously made out well-she had bucks. She was looking to invest in land near Park City, UT. Over the course of several days I showed her everything available.

She was sexy, with a delightful accent. But she was also spoiled and controlling and expected me to be her pet. As I look back now that doesn't seem so bad (please, please let me be someone's pet!), but as an idealistic college student I resisted her flirtations and suggestions to have dinner with her, etc.

She finally told me she was ready to make an offer on some land, but she just wasn't quite sure. She said that there was a hot tub in her suite and if she and I relaxed in it, it would help. I was a beginning agent and commissions were few and far between, so I said yes.

Once in her room, as we were starting to take off our clothes, she seemed nervous and left her bra and panties on. I started to remove my pants, only to realize with horror that I had on the most worn and ragged boxer shorts ever know to Man. There was only one thing to do. I whipped them off along with my pants before she could notice them.

She saw my act as aggressive and manly and as we got in the hot tub she said "I don't want to be the boss anymore. You're in charge tonight." I unhooked her bra and slid down her panties. I was beginning to enjoy myself. "Put your tongue in my mouth," I told her. As she did I put her hand on my very happy cock. I sat her on the edge of the tub, spread her legs and went down on her. I asked which she liked better, me sucking her clit or putting my tongue in her pussy as far as it would go. She couldn't decide.

Then I laid her down, got out of the tub and began fucking her. She told me her ex-husband never lasted more than two minutes. And she said she wanted to be fucked for 30 minutes and if I could do that she'd buy the property. I did. And she did. I made just over $10,000. It was fantastic.
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Dignity.
 
I once traded a Jimmy Buffet cd for sex. That was fun, well worth the trade
 
strongx said:
I'm a guy. And I found myself in the enviable position of being able to trade sex for something I wanted, money. And I didn't feel even a tiny bit guilty...

In college I'd been regaled with tales of business majors making big bucks in real estate. I decided to try it and got my agent license and did it for 6 months before I discovered I wanted to do something useful in life (apologies to any agents out there).

One of my first clients was a French woman living in the U.S., 20 years older than me. She was divorced and had obviously made out well-she had bucks. She was looking to invest in land near Park City, UT. Over the course of several days I showed her everything available.

She was sexy, with a delightful accent. But she was also spoiled and controlling and expected me to be her pet. As I look back now that doesn't seem so bad (please, please let me be someone's pet!), but as an idealistic college student I resisted her flirtations and suggestions to have dinner with her, etc.

She finally told me she was ready to make an offer on some land, but she just wasn't quite sure. She said that there was a hot tub in her suite and if she and I relaxed in it, it would help. I was a beginning agent and commissions were few and far between, so I said yes.

Once in her room, as we were starting to take off our clothes, she seemed nervous and left her bra and panties on. I started to remove my pants, only to realize with horror that I had on the most worn and ragged boxer shorts ever know to Man. There was only one thing to do. I whipped them off along with my pants before she could notice them.

She saw my act as aggressive and manly and as we got in the hot tub she said "I don't want to be the boss anymore. You're in charge tonight." I unhooked her bra and slid down her panties. I was beginning to enjoy myself. "Put your tongue in my mouth," I told her. As she did I put her hand on my very happy cock. I sat her on the edge of the tub, spread her legs and went down on her. I asked which she liked better, me sucking her clit or putting my tongue in her pussy as far as it would go. She couldn't decide.

Then I laid her down, got out of the tub and began fucking her. She told me her ex-husband never lasted more than two minutes. And she said she wanted to be fucked for 30 minutes and if I could do that she'd buy the property. I did. And she did. I made just over $10,000. It was fantastic.
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Outstanding brother!!
 
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