You never thought much of it, you grew up being told how handsome you were. You didn't put much stock to it until you were approached by gaggles of women when you hit puberty.
You sold yourself out, moonlighting as a "rental boyfriend" for lonely women, mostly in their late 20s and early 30s. You were still a minor, so sex was completely out of the question.
Except for this case.
She was a regular, a beautiful women with short black hair and bouncing fertile breasts. She was an exceedingly successful career women, paying top rates for your services.
You found yourself in the love hotel, down to your boxers as you awaited for her to finish showering.
This was illegal, but you weren't the kind to care for the law. She was offering lots of money.
She was still slick with water when she emerged from the bathroom, her beautiful body bare for your viewing pleasure.
Her blue eyes shinning down at you with a hunger.
"Lie down." She says with commanding authority in her deep and gorgeous voice.
You obey, laying on your back on the bed. She moves over, straddling you. You can feel her bare bushy crotch pressing on your boxers.
You're really horny.
Things quickly become awkward, she's stuck there, sitting on you. Her face blushing in confusion.
"How old are you?" She asks, a question that surprisingly was never asked of you.
"17" You state simply.
"You're young, why are you here?" She's measured in her reaction, a woman like her would be aware of the implications here.
"Why are you here?" You turn the question around, she paid for you after all.
She blinks rapidly, looking at you completely flabbergasted.
Your eyes widen as the tears starting falling from her cheeks.
She rubs her eyes, confused.
"W-Why am I here?" She repeats your question, staring at her hands, staring at you.
There is horror
Horror at what she's done and disgust at herself.
"I-I'm sorry I need to go." She immediately stands up, she's running around like a headless chicken trying to retrieve her clothes from the floor.
You get up, confused.
She slips a bit, falling on her ass. Her hands on her head. She doesn't bother getting back up.
"Why am I here? What the fuck am I doing? I was going to fuck a 17 year old. Why the fuck am I here? Why am I so useless? I can't even get a man my age. I'll never have a family. I've disappointed my parents. I-" You cut off her stream of chaotic babbling with a hug, you didn't know why, but you felt like you needed to give her one.
She stops, she grabs your arms tightly and starts sobbing into your bare chest.
You lift her up in your arms, carrying her like newly married woman to her bridal bed.
You gently lay her there, caressing her cheek.
"This one is on the house." You plant a kiss on her lips. Her reddened eyes closing shut at its soft touch.
She lies down, breathing normally now.
You're on top of her. Her face one of despair and hope.
This was a charity case.
For you and for her.

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Pub: 17 Oct 2021 07:40 UTC
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