Paying for College

He sighed with pleasure as they lay there, resting in each others arms. This had been way better than he expected. It really seemed like a normal, romantic evening.
 
"Mmmmm You enjoyed? yes?" she murmers in his ear, altho she had a pretty good sense that he did, as did she. She hoped in the back of her mind that any others that contacted her would be like Greg. Even tho she knew that was asking for alot.

"I could use a drink now" she whispers softly
 
He smiled and got up, gently pulling away. "yes...I did..." he said softly, passing her his glass. He considered sseeing her again sometime.
 
~ She sat up, taking the wine glass in hand. The wine tasted good, especially after that. Looking at Greg, she could almost read his mind, and a mile played over her lips.

"Mmm maybe another night together. Just let me know. I maybe can fulfill a fantasy of yours. You were wonderful"
 
He smiled and leaned over to kiss her. "Definitely again sometime..." He whispered to her with a smile. then took a sip of the wine before reaching for his clothes. Another thought coming to him he smiled and turned to her. "If you ever want to meet up when you're not "working" or go out somewhere or whatever, give me a call, okay?" he said, hugging her, then whispering, "You're a nice girl, you shouldn't have to do this..." He kissed her on the cheek and took one more sip of the wine.

ooc: be back in 3 hours
 
~ Kyanne smiled, the kiss on the cheek making her giggle.
She pulling on her top as she stretches a slightly. She liked the idea of calling him, but she was not in this to meet a boyfriend, and she had to tell herself that.

Walking him to the door, He all zipped up again and more or less back to normal, she leans up to kiss him, a long, deep passion laced kiss before she sends him on his way with a smile.~
 
Ronald Burkehardt:

After visiting and browsing through the "Taste of Pepper" website to look at the pictures and then to read the "options" she was willing to engage in and her pricing, Ron picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Hello Pepper. My name is Ron and I wish to take advantage of the services listed on your website.
"I would like to enjoy all of them, without exception, and would like to have you spend the up coming weekend with me so we may take our time and enjoy each other fully.
"My phone number is 555-3893. Call me if you are interested and available.
"Goodbye for now."
 
~ Kyanne took a hot shower, letting the water linger on her skin. It was late now, but not overly so. So she decides to check the website, but her blinking answering machine light catches her attention first. She had thought she heard the phone ringing while she was in the shower.

"Hello Pepper. My name is Ron and I wish to take advantage of the services listed on your website.
"I would like to enjoy all of them, without exception, and would like to have you spend the up coming weekend with me so we may take our time and enjoy each other fully.
"My phone number is 555-3893. Call me if you are interested and available.
"Goodbye for now."


Sitting down on the sofa she had just had sex on, curling her legs under her, she dials his number, waiting for him to pick up.

He had a gorgeous voice, which Kyanne found very arousing. She wanted to be sure he wanted her the whole weekend. That was something she had not considered. Plus it would someplace other than her apartment. Something else she did not consider.

"Ron, please, tell me what you had in mind before we agree on all this"
 
ooc: if you want me back in later, just leave me a hint when^_^
 
Ron Burkehardt:

"Hello Pepper, it's nice to speak with you," he said in his low baritone voice.

"Well, I read all of the 'services' you offered on your website and I wish to enjoy all of them during the course of the weekend, and of course I'll pay the stated fees for your time from Friday evening through Sunday night."

A slight pause and he continued, "One thing I didn't see included was roleplaying Pepper. Does that interest you? Are you interested in playing a role as a part of the weekend, or even more than one role perhaps?"
 
~ she thought for a moment. Role playing was not something she had even considered, but the idea did sound like fun.

"I would be willing to try it" she admitted.

"where would you be taking me? I need an address and full name with a phone number so I can leave that with a friend, just for safety sake. Or would you rather just spend the weekend here in my apartment?"

He made her alittle nervous, but the money he was paying was sunstantial and she desperately needed it. Kyanne had no choices really, she had to pay for school and rent and all that. She knew what she was getting herself into when she put up the website. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

"Good, excellent," he replied the smile evident in his voice.

"Well Pepper, I thought we'd go out on Friday night so you'll have to dress appropriate to a dinner out then some drinks before we come to my home. It's address is 1313-Mockingbird Lane. It's at the end of a cul-de-dac road outside of town.
"I'll pick you up if you give me your address. How about 7PM Friday evening? We can discuss the reminder of the weekend over dinner and drinks. How does that sound to you?
"Oh, and I'll have a certified check for your fees for you on Friday too of course."
 
~ She thought about it for a moment, then decided that she needed the money and all should be ok. If she really got the creeps from him on Friday at dinner, she would return his money and be done with it.

"ok, that sounds like a deal. I live at 245 Chestnut, the apartment building on the corner. I'll be waiting outside."

Thier business concluded, they hung up. Kyanne kinda liked how he called her Pepper, that making her smile as she dried her hair, and bundled up in a soft robe to watch a movie for the rest of the night.

On Friday, she only had early classes, so once she was done with those she headed home. There was another hit on her website. But he would have to wait til after the weekend.

A little nervous, she settles down on her bed to try and relax, pulling from the drawer the vibrater that she often used for her own pleasure. Pulling down her jeans and panties, she slides the buzzing vibrator between her spread legs, rubbing that tip along her clit. Arching her back she begins to moan, sliding the vibrator along her wet folds, the feeling coursing thru her. It felt so damned good, that it did not take her long to cum, her gasping moans echo into the quiet of her bedroom.

A couple hours later, at just before 7, she stood outside her building. Dressed in a black sleeveless dress, her deep red hair braided with a black ribbon entwined. She had a bag at her feet with some clothes and the like. She waiting for her next, encounter. Wondering what the man with the sexy voice looked like ~
 
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Ron Burkehardt:

At five minutes to seven a red 1964 Corvette pulled over to the curb just past her apartment house and Ron got out and walked to where Kyanne waited.

He stood nearly a foot taller than Kyanne and had dark hair with grey at the temples and sides of his head. His lean face had a trimmed jawline beard and he also had a trimmed moustache. The dark suit he wore looked expensive as it draped over his broad shouldered frame.

As he approached his grey eyes looked her over, appreciation clear in his gaze and his smile.

"Hello Pepper, I'm Ron, as I'm sure you figured out already.
"Are you all set and ready to go?"

When she's greeted him and nodded her readiness, he picked up her bags and offers her his arm to escort her to the 'Vette. The bag was stowed behind the seats and he stepped aside to assist her into the car, with a long look at her legs as they swung into the car and at her cleavage as she settled herself... and again he smiled at her and winked this time.

Getting into the car he reached across to the glove compartment and handed her an envelope with "Pepper" handwritten in script across the front, "Here you are. Now we can just relax and enjoy ourselves Pepper."

As he looked into her eyes, took her hand, smiled at her as he said, "Now tell me either where you'd like to go for dinner or what type of food you'd enjoy tonight.
"I don't know about you but I'm famished."
 
~ Her eyes widened as the red Vette pulled up, what an absolutely beautiful car, she thought to herself. She was as equally impressed with the man who exited, she finding her breath catching.

"Hello Pepper, I'm Ron, as I'm sure you figured out already.
"Are you all set and ready to go?"


"It is a pleasure to meet you Ron" she says, gazing up at him for a moment. He surely was intimidating, and she found herself already wondering if she were in over her head. But she had no chance to think on it. He offering her his arm to escort her to his Vette. She slides into the seat, her dress, which fell to just about mid thigh, slipping up her bared skin. She wore no hose, in fact she hated pantyhose. She also wore no jewelry or makeup, she going for the more simple, elegant look. The V-neck of her dress showing off the full curve of her breasts, and she was chilled as well as nervous, this evident in the swelling of her nipples beneath the dark silken material of her dress.

He hands her an envelope, with *Pepper* written across the front. She tucks that in her bag, and turns to look at him as he settles into the Vette.

"beautiful car" she says, "just gorgeous" , she could not help but drink him in with her eyes, as handsome as he was.

"Now tell me either where you'd like to go for dinner or what type of food you'd enjoy tonight.
"I don't know about you but I'm famished."


She too was downright starved, and liked most any kind of food. "I belong to you for the weekend, anywhere is fine with me Ron" she says with a smile. "I will tell you that I love seafood, so anyplace that has good seafood is fine with me".

She felt the heat of his gaze roam over her once more, and Kyanne found herself, blushing as she looks away, smiling. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

"Then seafood it is, and it's also a favorite of mine by the way," he replied as he smiled at her blush as it passed her neck and disappeared into her cleavage.

A shift to first gear, a check for on coming traffic and the 'Vette roars off down the street with the throbbing thunder that can only come from a high proformance V-8 engine.

He pays attention to his driving as soft music plays from the FM radio, and oldies station that tonight is featuring music from the mid 1950's to the early 1960's.

His driving is very skilled and in less than fifteen minutes he's crossed the city, exited it and is pulling into the parking lot of "Johhny Leverock's Seafood House". He exits the car and is at her door at the same time the valet parking attendant arrives there.

As he opened the door for Pepper, he handed the keys to the attendent. His voice has a hard, no bullshit tone as he said to the boy, "One scratch and your ass is mine. Remember that. Treat it better than you would if it was yours and you'll get an appropriate tip."

The young man swallowed hard then, "Yes sir. Don't worry. I'll park it where it'll be safe and sound."

Ron extends his hand, again enjoys the view with a beaming smile and helps Kyanne from the low slung car.

Inside of the restaurant he holds out his free hand, one is holding Pepper's, and shakes hands with the man greeting and seating customers.

"Hello Johhny, how's the fishing? Anything special on tonight's menu," he asked as he grinned at the man shaking his hand.

"Hell yes Ron," Johnnie replied as his smile lit up his weathered and tanned face. "Try the stone crab claws. They're fresh from the boats today."

Smiling down at her, "Well we're in for a real treat Pepper. You can't beat that for dinner."

Turning back to Johhny, "Johhny, meet Pepper. Pepper, Johnny. This weather beaten old reprobate is the owner of this place as well as the fishing fleet he started with one boat years ago."

Johhny smiled at her and took her arm leading her into the restaurant. "Now you watch out for Ron. Gossip has it that he has a hell'uva appetite, and not just for good food," he said with a wink, a grin and a gravelly chuckle as he pulled her chair out for her so she faced the windows overlooking the bay."

"Marty will be right with you Ron, he'll be your server tonight. Give those crab claws hell now," and chuckling he returned to the front entry where more customers waited.

"What do you wish to drink Pepper," Ron asked as they waited for Marty's arrival?
 
~ She knew that deep growling thunder that only a Vette could emit, her own father had a thing for Vettes. And the thought brought smile to her lips. This truely was a spectacular machine, and hell, Ron was not so bad either. She found herself forgetting that he had actually paid her for the night and weekend, but when she did remember she had to ask herself why? Turning to gaze at him as he drove, he was handsome, charming, obviously had some money, why was he wanting to spend time with a lowly college student like her? She had nothing to offer him, other than the obvious, sex, but surely he could get that from anyone, surely women were beating down the door to get to him.

Arriving at the restaraunt, he is out of the car and at her door in an instant, just as the valet, a kid her own age, gets there. She takes Ron's hand as He helps her out of the low slung beast of a car, the tone of his voice to her totally different than what she heard when he spoke to the valet. Kyanne/Pepper found herself trembling just a little, a tremble she liked.

He seemed to know everyone, she surmised as she is introduced to the owner of the restaurant.

"Johhny, meet Pepper. Pepper, Johnny. This weather beaten old reprobate is the owner of this place as well as the fishing fleet he started with one boat years ago."

"It is very nice to meet you" she says, her voice soft, alluring, just loud enough to be heard but not be obnoxious. She allowing herself to be lead into the main dining room, her eyes roaming over the oppulent decor. This place had to be expensive.

"Now you watch out for Ron. Gossip has it that he has a hell'uva appetite, and not just for good food," he said with a wink, a grin and a gravelly chuckle as he pulled her chair out for her so she faced the windows overlooking the bay.

Pepper had to smile at that. She almost came back with a smart assed comment, a trademark of being raised with a smart assed father and brother, but this was not the place for that. So she smiled and turned to look at Ron "Oh I can imagine he does have a very healty appetite" she slips out. Just wise enough to make the Owner grin at her as she settles down into the chair, overlooking the spectacular view of the bay.

"This place is simply magnificient, Ron" she leans in to whisper, " and I will take a glass of white wine please" in answer to his question about a drink. The wine at least would help her to relax. She still had the feeling she was in over her head. ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

Their table was off a bit from the rest in the large room, a bit more private, something Johhny knew he preferred when he dined there, especially with a good looking woman.

"White wine it is Pepper," he said as he reached across to allow his fingers to brush over her hand just as Marty arrive.

"Hi Marty. How's school coming along?"

"Hello Mr. Burkehardt," he replied with a smile, "one more semester and I'll have to find a real job I guess."

"May I get you and the lady something to drink," he asked as he set menus on the table.

"I think we'll share a bottle my usual white wine thank you Marty."

"Yes sir. I'll be right back with it," and he walks off.

"Would you like me to order for you Pepper, unless of course you don't care to try the stone crab claws that is," he asks as a fingertip strokes the plam of her hand and he looks from her eyes to the swell of her breasts, her perky nipples and back to her eyes again.
 
~ She had never been treated quite like this. And again she had to wonder just who this Ron guy was. It was obvious that he came here often, he knew the Owner, and even the server.

As his fingers brushed over hers, she felt a shiver race thru her. Not a bad feeling, one born more of nervousness than anything else. His fingertip begins a slow, very light stroking of the palm of her hand, a sensation that served to calm her, yet she found it alittle arousing as well. There certainly was something about him that fascinated her, and she studied his handsome face as he spoke to the server. He had an air of confidence about him, almost bordering on dominance. She had taken note of that when he spoke to the valet outside.

"Would you like me to order for you Pepper, unless of course you don't care to try the stone crab claws that is,"

"That would be perfect" she answered back, and without even thinking she lowered her eyes. Too look into His intense gaze was almost overpowering.

"You come here alot, yes? With a view like that I can see why. This must be a spectacular spot to watch the sun set."

She so wanted to ask him why he was here with her.. and paying her, when just her quiet observation of him, and the other women in the place, told her that he more than likely could have any he wished. Several were blatantly gazing at him, and as Pepper let her own eyes scan the room, she saw that most were extremely beautiful, so much moreso than how she saw herself.

She finally had to say something before it burst out of her

"You know, I feel like I am sitting at the table with a movie star of some sort, considering the way You attract the attention of nearly every female in here"
 
Ron Burkehardt:

His low laugh was genuine as was the mischievious twinkle in his eyes as he laughed before he replied. "Well I do have some status in some circles Pepper, but usually it's of the gold digger kind and that's not something I choose to encourage.
"To be honest that's one of the reasons I asked you to join me for the weekend. I saw your webpage and a bit of research told me why you had set it up and I applaude those reasons.
"Anything to gain education and knowledge. As my grandfather used to say to me, 'Get an education boy. Learn all that you can. Any possession can be lost or taken from you, but the one thing that can never be taken away is what you've learned and any knowledge you've aquired.'
"Well I took his sage advice and now I hope I'm helping you to do so too, and at the same time that we'll have a truly pleasurable weekend together.
"And, by the way, the other reason I wish to spend the weekend with you is the list of things you said you're willing to engage it Pepper. Many of them we share and we'll explore and enjoy together over the weekend."

Ron stops talking as Marty returns with a black bottle wrapped in a towel, condensation beading what's visible of its neck and carrying two wine glasses.
A glass is set in front of Pepper and then Ron, he pours a dollop into Ron's glass and waits patiently and smiling as Ron samples the wine, smiles and nods his head as he swallows the sip. The wine is poured into the glasses and the bottle's placed in an ice bucket another server has placed next to Ron.

"Ready to order Mr. Burkehardt?"

"Yes, thank you, Marty. We're famished," Ron answered with a grin and wink. "The lady and I will both have a double order of stone crab claws, french fries English "chips" style, and a large helping of Johhny's mom's world famous sweet slaw.
"No bread thank you, but we'll need extra butter for the crab claws please and a small tossed salad each with some of 'mom's' house dressing. I think that'll do for now thank you Marty."

"That sounds great Mr. Burkehardt. I'll place your orders and be back shortly with two freshly made salads," and he leaves heading for the kitchen.

Once they're alone again Ron looks into her eyes, deeply into them holding her gaze, as he asks, "If you would Pepper tell me why you listed some of what most would call kinky things like bondage and faux rape on your site.
"I'm very interested in hearing your reasons," he murmurs just loud enough for her to hear as his fingertip continues to stroke her palm and also moves to the underside of her wrist to stroke and rub there too.
 
~ One thing she realized about him was that he was very open, at least that was how she saw it. She liked that he talked to her, not *at* her, which some older people had made a habit of doing. She realizes, as she listens to him, that he was someone very different than what she was used to dealing with.

Boys, were easy enough to deal with on most levels. Then there were the teachers and professors at school, all of whom seemed to think they were Ohhhh so much smarter than the students, and talked down to them. Pepper hated that, hated that with a passion. Yet Ron came across even more intelligent then they ever did, yet He spoke to her, He showing His interest in her site, as well as her reasonings, and thoughts. He showing an interest in her.

Not to mention his laugh was just wonderful to listen to.

"ahhh the gold-digger" she repeated after him. She casts a quick glance around the room, then looks back to him, he having just placed thier order, "and I would be willing to bet that most of them are at least hoping that you are having dinner with your daughter or neice, but deep down knowing that is not the case, simply by that oh so wicked twinkle in your eye."

He turning those eyes upon her, deeply into them holding her gaze, as he asks, "If you would Pepper tell me why you listed some of what most would call kinky things like bondage and faux rape on your site.
"I'm very interested in hearing your reasons," he murmurs


She paused, thinking for a moment. She wanting to chose the right words before speaking and making a complete ass out of herself. She also, quite suddenly, got the feeling that she was sitting across from someone who not only knew of what she had mentioned, but perhaps lived it as well. Had she gotten in over her head?

"well," she began softly "when the idea came to me, in my desperate need for money, I took into consideration some of my more, intimate fantasies. I guess my thinking was that if I were going to perform sex for money, and I consider sex a very intimate act, in order for me to make it more personal to myself and not see my self as nothing more than a whore selling herself, I would include my own likes, fantasies, pleasures, as well as my own limits. It makes all of this more, real to me, more personal, because I don't want to think of myself as a whore, even tho that is what some may call me. What they think does not matter, but what I think of myself does."

She was looking down now, at his hands, as his fingertip so gently caresses her palm, moving slowly up to her wrist, bringing a slight moan from her at the touch to the tender and ticklish skin ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

“Excellent reasoning and rationale Pepper. I’m glad to see you understand far more of the human psyche than most people to and that you aren’t afraid to act on your wants, needs, desires and fantasies.
“After all, if you didn’t how would you learn if those fantasies were meant to be lived and fully enjoyed and experienced,” Ron said still holding her hand and still stroking her wrist and palm with the fingertip.
The meal arrives and is consumed with gusto as they chat and enjoy each others company, their mutual laughter letting all paying any attention that they were having a wonderful time together.
When the meal is over Marty brings them each a small balloon glass of brandy with a dollop of French Vanilla ice cream in it, just for the added taste and fun of it.
Ron looked across at Pepper and then leaned forward with a wicked glint it his eyes as he whispered to her, “Pepper, I’d like you to do something for me. I want you to stealthily slide off your panties and give them to me please.”
“I’m sure that if your careful the table cloth will conceal what you’re doing,” and he sits back again after giving her a very wicked smile and wink.
 
~ She had more fun at this dinner than she had in a long time. He was a funny guy once you got him going. And the stories he could tell. The food was nothing short of the most delicious she had ever had, and she had never been all that found of crab, but this was succulent and truely tastey.

The brandy set upon the table, she glaces at Ron. "Hmm I've never had brandy before, let alone with ice cream, but I am thinking that it must be good, no, delicious if you enjoy it" she winks at him with a teasing smile.

He had a wicked gleam in his eye, and she had to wonder just what he was thinking. She found that out a moment later when he leaned over the table and, well, pretty much told her to take off her panties, demurely of course, and give them to him. Her eyes widened for a moment. And the strangest thought passed thru her mind *boy am I glad I wore my new lace panties*.

She took a quick look around, it was quiet at this point and they were sitting in a particularly quieter part of the room. Pepper reaches down, shifting her hips slightly as she slowly hikes up her dress, feeling the soft material glide up her supple legs, her eyes were caught within his and she did not look away, as the dress slides higher and higher, to reveal her panties, red lace panties, underneath. The tablecloth hid most of what she was doing, but not quite all of it, and anyone actually looking would get a flash of skin and lace. She lifts her butt to slide the panties down over the sweet curve, then settles back onto the chair, the panties easily slid down from this point, the dress however, still higher up on her thighs.

Red lace panties now in hand, she leans up and over the table, her dress slipping back down over the curve of her bare ass as she does so, but anyone looking would have caught a glimpse.

"my panties, as You requested" she laying the lace across his hands before sitting back down on the chair ~
 
Ron Burkehardt:

Ron took them and smiled at her as she watched his hand slowly rise from the table to just under his nose. His nostrils flared as he deeply inhaled her musky scent from the sheer fabric.

“Mmmm, I can’t wait to find out if you taste as good as these smell and if you’re as hot as pepper, Pepper.
“Tell me did it turn you on to take them off it here? Did the thought that someone may have gotten a look at your bare behind as you slid them down and off?
“How do you like how it feels to be sitting here with me with no panties covering your delicious smelling pussy Pepper? Does it turn you on, arouse you, does it cause you to want more as you sit with your bare behind on the chair?”

He lifted the glass of brandy and ice cream and toasted her by quietly saying, “To Pepper, my hot and willing exhibitionistic and very sensual and sexy companion. May I give you all you hope for, and more, this weekend.”

When she lifted her glass he taped it with his and took a sip. Then, as she answered him, he once again inhaled from the panties he’s once more holding to his face as he looks into her eyes, at her breasts and hard nipples then into her eyes once again.
 
“Mmmm, I can’t wait to find out if you taste as good as these smell and if you’re as hot as pepper, Pepper.
“Tell me did it turn you on to take them off it here? Did the thought that someone may have gotten a look at your bare behind as you slid them down and off?
“How do you like how it feels to be sitting here with me with no panties covering your delicious smelling pussy Pepper? Does it turn you on, arouse you, does it cause you to want more as you sit with your bare behind on the chair?”


~She sat there as His words slithered past her ears. It did turn her on, to do what he wished, Pepper had always had that bit of an exhibitionist streak in her. She remembering the day she horrified her friend when she lifted her tank top to the gang of guys playing basketball in her neighborhood. She had all but forgotten the thrill it gave her to tease that way. Until now. And with him, it felt even more thrilling, but.... why? The thought came to her almost unbidden. Because you feel safe with him. Pepper knew that no one would hurt her with him around. SHe was not sure why she knew that, perhaps it was the confidence, that dominant edge, the tone of his voice when he spoke about his Vette to the valet. A combination of things.

She realizes that she has been silent for a little to long and looks at Him, deciding to answer his questions one at a time.

“Did it turn you on to take them off in here?Did the thought that someone may have gotten a look at your bare behind as you slid them down and off?
"yes, it did, I liked the idea of being seen, I always have. I would embarrass my friends all the time, especially when I have a couple of drinks in me."


“How do you like how it feels to be sitting here with me with no panties covering your delicious smelling pussy Pepper? Does it turn you on, arouse you, does it cause you to want more as you sit with your bare behind on the chair?”

"To be honest Ron, yes, it does. I can not quite explain why other than that if feeds into my fantasy of being dominated. The idea that YOU wanted me and told me to do this is more of a turn on than the actual act. The idea of what would happen if I refused. I feel very vunerable and have since I first saw You. Something about you is very intimidating and I have been asking myself if I am in over my head. But you also make me feel safe enough to do something like this"

Pepper leaned up and off the chair again, over the table, so that her voice, her whisper, was so much closer to Him. Her dress rode up, baring the bottom curve of her ass once more to anyone looking, her legs slightly spread so that anyone really observing got a flash of her sweet pussy lips as well ~
 
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