Lori hated the dump that she lived in, but at least it was her dump, and that was something.
She reached up and adjusted on of her pigtails, “Hey baby, just give me a sec, ok?” she said more than asked as her client smiled at her and nodded.
She wiggled her ass into her bathroom and adjusted her hair, then double checked her makeup, before adjusting her boobs and taking off her glasses. She let out a sigh, then put on the best smile she could, before returning to her bedroom and her next paycheck.
“Thanks honey.” she said as she walked up to the man and wrapped her arms around him, he returned the favour by reaching around and grabbing her as.
“So, how do you wanna start?” she asked.
He didn’t say anything but just reached up and gently pushed down on her shoulders, so she sank to her knees and got started. Her practiced fingers made quick work of his pants, and her puffy lips brought him to full salute in mere minutes.
What followed was a good titty fuck, some more sucking, then he pounded her pussy for a while, before finally slipping his cock in her ass and filling it with his cum.
Lori was so lost in the orgasms that she had experienced she didn’t even hear him get dressed and leave, but on her dresser was what she was really interested in anyway. She rolled off the bed and gingerly walked over to the dresser, picking up the single one dollar bill and letting out a coo of excitement as a small orgasm came over her.
He was a regular and always tipped big like this, though she couldn’t seem to every remember his name. It didn’t matter though, as long as he paid she was more than willing to let him fuck her any way he wanted.
She walked over and stuffed the money into her “plastic is fantastic” fund and couldn’t wait until she’d saved up for her next set of implants, or a BBL, or some other procedure that would make an even better fake plastic whore.
Loraine snarled at Mark across the table as she pushed her black rimmed glasses up her nose and then brushed a strand of brown hair from her face and over her ear.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” she shouted and turned to her attorney.
A small, almost imperceptible, shake of the lawyer’s head told her that he was very serious.
“You signed the pre-nup Loraine, its very clear that the use of The Perfect Divorce Service isn’t optional.” Mark’s lawyer replied.
“I don’t care! We’ll fight it!” Loraine stood up and cried out, but her own lawyer stood up beside her and touched her shoulder gently to try and get her to sit back down and calm down.
“It’s alright Loraine, it’s just a mediation service, I’m sure everything will be fine.” her lawyer said as they both sat down.
The rest of the meeting was cold and standoffish, with the lawyers talking mostly between themselves until the required items were taken care of.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, everyone filed out of the meeting room, with Loraine hanging back just a bit to catch Mark apart from his lawyer.
She didn’t really have much to say, she just wanted to get a parting shot in, so she kept her voice low so that only Mark could hear her, “Don’t think I’m going to be as easy as that cheap plastic whore you call an Executive Assistant is.”
Then, before he could reply, she stormed out of the room to catch up to her lawyer.
Something in the back of her head worried her a little though, she was sure that as she walked away, she could hear Mark chuckling under his breath.
Why would he be laughing at her insult?
Well it didn’t matter, in a matter of weeks she’d be rid of him and she’d be free to start her new life, in her own place, without him.
