This dirty little tale of young Andrea trying hooking for the first time and finding her john to be her handsome stepfather was released a couple of months back, but today I’m putting it up for free on Amazon for five whole days! So if you haven’t read it yet, this is your chance.
Taboo Little Tramp will be free starting October 1st, 2014 until October 5th.
“I… I didn’t expect it to be you.”
Andrea is more than ready for the sexy thrill of selling her body, but discovering her first client is anything but a stranger is as shocking as it is tempting. They know they should go their separate ways, but the lure of the forbidden is strong, and everything has a price, no matter how taboo.
“Didn’t your mother tell you why she left me?”
Well, that came out of left field. “Not really. Something about it being for my own good.”
“It was because she thought I couldn’t keep my eyes off you. And she was right. I think about you every day. Think it’s a coincidence I hired someone that reminded me of you? I’ve been looking forward to this for days and then here you are, in the flesh and looking ready for… well, anything. If you don’t want to make this more awkward than it already is, get dressed and get out of here.”
Now that was a bombshell. I wasn’t the only one who’d had inappropriate thoughts. Hell, he’d as much as said he was ready to go. At that moment, I realized what I wanted, and it wasn’t to leave unfulfilled. I was going to turn this trick.
Putting on my sweetest little girl face, I fluttered my eyelashes and looked right at him. “But… but then I won’t make any money tonight.”
He didn’t get it. “Really? That’s what this is about? I’ll give you the money.”
I approached him, putting a sexy wiggle into my step. Closing in, I popped another button on my blouse, so it was open almost all the way to my belly button. “But I wouldn’t have earned it, would I? And you wouldn’t have gotten what you came here for.”
“A… Andrea. What are you doing? This isn’t…”
His chest was warm under my hand. I looked up at him, locking my gaze to his and sinking down to my knees, dragging my fingers through his chest hair towards the towel.
“Please, Daddy,” I whispered.