Actually is sounded kind of cool. Bruce realized he was getting hard listening to Carla’s story with her sitting on his lap. He was not into paying for her or anyone for that matter but, if she did other guys he still wanted to fuck her. Maybe it made him want to fuck her more since, she had a choice and took him by her own decision not for cash! It made him feel extra sexy he said. He put his hand in her lap and told her he thought it was really hot that she did sex work. She could call it anything she liked, escort, call girl or whore. He liked, the fact that, that was what she liked to do. She liked sex and he liked her.
Bruce started meeting Carla in the city on her lunch breaks when Mr. Jensen was busy with clients. Sometimes they just made out at her regular job office when they closed for lunch. Sometimes she went to the hotel where Mr. Jensen rented a room by the month. She was never questioned there and the staff would not speak a word anyone if she brought someone with her, since Mr. Jensen often had her do one of his potential clients to seal the deal. Once in a while Carla and Jackie rented a suburban house for the weekend or week and had some sex parties there. Some guests thought they were just paying expenses for the rental, some realized they were fucking whores at a fuck party gang bang. Jackie liked to fuck for money too and she had a few side jobs of her own to make it look like she worked a regular job too.
After a couple of weeks Carla announced that she was definitely pregnant with Bruce’s baby. She told him that her sex work actually paid more for prego girls; she wanted a baby too. Bruce asked her if she cared about being a single mom. Carla told him she wanted a baby but, if Bruce wanted to be part of the family they could work it out as long as he accepted her lifestyle. Bruce thought long and hard. Carla made him long and hard all the time and he had fantasized about marrying a hooker. A hooker might accept him having other partners. Since Carla had an extensive variety, he asked her what she would think about his sleeping with other women. Carla laughed, and said that as long as it was done safely and he gave her first priority for family time she could care less who else he fucked. Bruce asked the fateful question,“Will you marry me?” Carla looked deep into his eyes, she made him wait and feel the weight of this decision. Then she said, “Of course, I want to marry you Bruce. I love you and it will only get better.”
They drove to Reno for a quick out of State marriage license. While they were there they drove to Virginia City, the historic mining town. In this county brothels were legal and licensed by the county and state. Carla told Bruce to go in and check out the situation. By law a woman could only enter the brothel if licensed by the Sheriff and holding a current medical check up card. While Bruce went inside Carla walked over to a clinic on a back street. She got a blood test and ID check. Then she took the papers to the Sheriff’s office and dropped them off. By the time she was done Bruce had finished checking out the line up at the brothel. He came out and said that there were women of all types in there from college girls to grandma types. Every man had a special fantasy and the were all available. Carla asked him if there were any that appealed to him. Bruce looked at his new wife and wondered what she was thinking. He answered honestly, “Yes, there were a couple of college girls and an interesting Asian woman who was a bit older.” Carla asked him if he wanted to do them now. Bruce said that is was their honeymoon and he wanted his new wife to have priority. Carla laughed, “Exactly Bruce, I want you to feel as free as I do. I will pay for any girl you want in there. After all it is only fair since I am in the same business they are.” Bruce hesitated and agreed. Carla handed him a wad of cash and told him to do what ever he wanted to. She would get a room at the historic hotel and meet him at the Bucket of Blood Saloon later.
Bruce went back to the brothel and took all three women to a private room. They stripped for him in turn. First he sat with one college girls on his lap and fingered the other. The Asian women put her swollen nipples in his mouth and he made her moan. Then the young girls team sucked him with one on his dick while the other sucked his balls. He was rock hard and ready but, backed off and took the Asian women on the side of the bed doggy style. She lubed the ultra thin condom on the inside and it felt like it was not even there. She was even tighter than the college girls he fingered and tighter than Carla too. He stuffed his cock inside and she contracted in a way the milked on him to the point of no return while one of the girls sucked his balls from behind. The other one gave him a face full of soft boobs to envelope himself in and he blasted his nut hard into the latex sheath. He did not want to go another round but, tipped all three and showered. He dressed and kissed them on the cheek and went on his way.
Back at the Bucket of Blood, Carla waited to hear his story. They sat in the corner and she fingered herself while he filled her in on the details of his honeymoon side trip. They both had only a small drink, since Carla was pregnant, and walked back to the old hotel. Later they went out for dinner and walked around town a bit. Then Bruce took his wife to their room and fucked her like a nasty whore, spanking her lightly and calling her names. She loved it and winked at him as he called her every name that described her work. After a long night in Nevada, they returned to the Bay Area and Bruce took her home to his rented duplex. They played house for real now and he looked for any sign of a rising belly showing her new baby inside. A week later Carla said, they should go back to Virginia City to resume their honeymoon. Neither one had time for a real vacation right then so it was the best that they could do.
While Bruce checked into the hotel. Carla picked up her paperwork to be a legal prostitute in Nevada. She walked over to the brothel and signed some papers with the madam and said, she would be back later. They had a Friday night late supper and then they walked down the street past the brothel. This time Carla led him herself. Bruce was dumbfounded that they let a woman off the street inside but, Carla winked at the security bouncer and pulled off her overcoat to reveal her silk lingerie outfit. She joined the line up and pushed Bruce back into one of the sofas and told him to relax and watch. Soon one of the regular guys took Carla aside to one of the rooms to see about the new talent. Bruce watched and wondered what might be going on behind closed doors. He knew in general but, the details had his imagination working overtime. Carla took the local rancher back to the room and sheathed his dick in a heartbeat. She started sucking him like a milking machine using both hands and her powerful suction. The rancher didn’t take off his pants or his hat; he just stood there and emptied his balls into the condom, in her mouth. Carla took his cash tip and they were back in the lobby in just a few minutes where the madam swiped his credit card again and took his signature. He tipped his hat to Bruce and winked as he left. Bruce realized his wife had told the rancher who her husband was but, he did not know the rancher’s wife was the Asian woman with the tight pussy he fucked last week. Bruce watched Carla at work for a couple of hours and she took on three guys in total. She took her paycheck from the madam and they left arm in arm. She stopped at the Bucket of Blood; Carla handed Bruce her $300 in tips and cashed her check at the bar. She ordered her husband a drink and then and introduced him to the rancher. They all laughed and the rancher wished them a happy honeymoon before they left for their hotel. He handed Bruce his card and said to stop by the ranch if they had time.