The taxi cruised off the main road and drew to a stop in the large parking ground that fronted the Beltway Hotel. The backdoor opened and Jenny came out followed by April; Jenny settled the cab fare then slung her big handbag over her shoulder.
"So you know, you're taking care of the fare when we return home," she said as they covered the distance towards the hotel's front entrance. A strong wind blew at them, ruffling their clothes.
"I don't understand why we had to take a cab when we could have taken my car or yours to get here."
"Discretion purposes," Jenny answered. "This is how I prefer doing whenever I go out like this. Can't afford to be recognised by someone who knows me, or in your case right now, someone your Howard might know. But we can always think up a lie whenever that happens."
April tagged alongside her as they pushed past the hotel's glass doors and stopped for a moment in the lobby to size up the place as well familiarise themselves with their new surroundings. A swarm of people sauntered past them; one or two were black men who glanced at them casually while keeping in step with their movement.
"Think he might be any of them?" April asked. "How would you know what he looks like anyway?"
"Only one way to find out," Jenny headed towards the lobby desk to confer with the woman operating behind the counter. She returned to April a minute later and locked her arm around hers and pulled towards the elevators.
"I've got his room number," she said. "He's expecting us already."
The elevator doors slid open and deposited them on their designated floor. Jenny consulted a chart by the wall that listed the room numbers for that particular floor then strolled down the left corridor with April keeping step behind her.
"This is it," Jenny indicated at the door in front of her. "You ready?"
April looked confused by her question. "Do I look like I'm fucking ready?"
Jenny laughed then knocked once, and then a second time. A lock turned then the door cracked open to reveal a black man's face who curiously appraised both women before then opening the door further to reveal more of himself. He was thickset with a round face, flabby arms and an ample gut. He was shirtless and the top buttons of his pants was undone.
"Hi there," Jenny gave him a perfect charming smile. "You called for a slut remember? Well, I'm here."
"Yeah, that's good to know," the man smiled back then stepped backward for them to enter.
The room's curtains were drawn close. The TV was on but the volume was on mute. April's eyes went everywhere before ending at the bed. Jenny gestured at her to find herself a chair while the man locked the door before joining them.
"The name's Joe Jones," he shook Jenny's hand. His eyes salaciously admired her outlook and he then licked his lips. "I dig your outfit."
"Thanks. I always love to dress sexy for anyone who desires me," she spread her arms and turned around for him to admire her better. She had on a tank top, leather skirt, with fish net stockings; she was braless. "I hope this is sexy enough for you."
"It sure is. Who's your friend?" he gestured at April. "She wants to join in?"
"Not really. She just wants to see how things go and take notes. I hope you don't mind if I record our sex bout. My man would be very grateful for it." She reached into her handbag and pulled out a camcorder device.
"Sure, as long as you get to blank out my eyes. Won't be good if my wife finds out about this."
"That I'll certainly do. Just a minute, please."
Jenny switched on the camcorder as she went and instructed April how best to wield the equipment to film her action. April asked several questions and when she felt ready took the camcorder from her. Jenny left her handbag beside April's feet then returned to her client.
"One other thing we need to get clear on," Joe asked, "how much are you charging? Your man on the phone mentioned a hundred."
"That's what I charge for a straight fuck, how many rounds you can go is up to you; whatever other fantasy is an extra fifty. But if the sex is fun for me, I'm apt to cut you a discount. And you get to cum over my face, in my mouth or wherever else on my body you'd prefer."
"Sounds good. Do I need to wear protection?"
"Not unless you're not clean or want to. I have to be honest, I prefer it bareback."
This produced a grin on his face. "That's how I roll, too. Hope I get to suck your tits also."
"Of course, you do," Jenny laughed as he held her with both arms. "Oh, and by the way, the rougher the better for me. Now enough talking; let's fuck!"