Slechts Groot Ch. 01

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Angie introduced Omar to Jaimie. She told Omar that Jaimie was trying to get to know all about Aardbei.

Omar pledged, "I would be most happy to help."

Angie raised the first digit of her right hand to his face, and gave him a rule for the night. "With me, Omar. With me. Jaimie is our guest. But, I am sure that you would not mind having her watch."

"Not at all. Not at all."

Angie had her left hand squeezing his crotch, as he stated his desire to cooperate. Angie turned to Jaimie, explained how Omar and Angie already knew each other, and that they had already planned the next part of the evening before Jaimie arrived. They would be glad to show her an example of the little rooms where the girl and guy could get more intimate. Jaimie was going with the flow of the evening.

"Sure. I promise to observe closely, in case Kees tests me later."

Angie laughed, took Omar by the hand, and walked him to one of the many doors along side of the lounge. Jaimie looked over at Dave as she followed Angie. Dave was too absorbed with Rhonda and what she was doing with her hands to even notice Jaimie leave. All three of Angie's party entered a room the size of a small pantry and closed the door behind them. Kees was watching from the bar. His face beamed satisfaction.

In the USA, the mattress on the bed within the little room would be called no more than a single. Maybe even just a long juvenile's mattress. It did fit in the room, and, at least, leave a few inches of space for the walk around it. Jaimie stood close to the lounge door as Angie took Omar around to the far end of the mattress. There was another closed door at that end of the room. Angie looked at Jaimie, then looked at Omar. She positioned Omar so that he was facing Jaimie. He seemed to immediately like that direction. Angie sat on the edge of the bed, in front of him, and began taking off Omar's clothes.

Jaimie found herself immediately turned on by the exhibition. Soon she was staring at an Omar who had only briefs on. Jaimie was mentally helping Angie pull those briefs down. A semi hard penis flipped out. It was about two inches longer than her Dave. And it had a defined and very large head. Angie stroked it, and it got even larger. Jaimie felt very turned on. Angie decided to put Jaimie on the spot and get just a little kinky.

"Hey, Jaimie. What do ya think of this?"And Angie held up his now rigid penis.

Jaimie was not shy at that moment, and wanted to be complimentary. "I think that it is very nice. Very nice "

Omar's chest and penis may have both stuck out even more upon hearing Jaimie's praise. He was delighted.

Angie baited Jaimie a little more. "Is he bigger than your husband?"

"Yes. He is bigger."

"A lot bigger?"

"Yes. Y_E_S, a lot bigger.", said with an air of an embarrassing admission about the true difference.

"Just wondered." And Angie plopped him into her mouth and began giving a truly professional blowjob.

She did that for a few minutes. But she could sense that Omar was too stimulated by the situation and the visitor. She took his penis out of his mouth and looked up.

"Whoa boy. Settle down just a little, or you won't be able to show Jaimie what is supposed to happen next."

And Omar did breath deep and try to relax just a little. He too wanted his control back. He certainly wanted Jaimie to see him fuck Angie. After a few more minutes of slow stroking, in order to only maintain the erection, Angie slid back on the bed, into a missionary, and with her head near Jaimie. From Jaimie's point of view, she was unable to see Angie's red labia spread on their own, like self opening curtains. She also did not see the large irregular opening between those labia. She did see all of Omar quickly disappear into Angie. Jaimie noted that the insertion was smooth, very easy, and immediately completed, even with the size of Omar's penis. She watched as many details as she could. Not even in college, had she been able to watch another couple so closely. She found herself in a moment of envy, as she watched a man, who was much larger than her husband, bang away at the woman. Jaimie really could not help but wonder what that penis might feel like, if it were stuck into her own pussy.

Angie came several times. And Jaimie saw cause for and believed in each one of them. It looked like a great workout for both Angie and Omar. Omar had her flip over and did her doggy for a while. Finally, he looked right at Jaimie as he unloaded into Angie. Jaimie felt the need to do something sweet, but, at the same time, sexy. Something that hinted of something else? All she did was lean over and kiss Omar on the lips. That seemed to send a shiver through him and up into Angie. It was good for one last spasm.

Jaimie watched Omar pull out of Angie. A bunch of goo dropped to the sheet. Both got up. Angie held a wash cloth over her opening, which, only by chance, continued to keep Jaimie from observing that Angie had a very large gaping pussy. Angie told Jaimie that she could go ahead back out to the lounge. But before Jaimie left, Angie wanted Jaimie to know what was required. That Angie was going to clean up a little. That the restroom was behind that inside door. And that, if Jaimie were doing all this, and wanted to douche, she would do that during this time period. Then Angie told Jaimie that the last thing she would always do before leaving is replace the sheet with a clean one from the cupboard and toss the soiled one in a bin just inside the small restroom.

"Just wanted you to get the rest of the picture without staying through it all. See you in a few minutes."

After Angie said that, Jaimie carefully opened the door and stepped into the lounge area. Dave was still in the lounge area with Rhonda. Rhonda had not taken Dave to a sex room. She was being as friendly as she could, without fucking the husband of another possible coworker. Rhonda knew that Kees did not allow the husbands to be there for free. Kees felt that, if Dave had the money, he could pay a monthly or annual fee like all the other members. Since he knew Dave and Jaimie needed money, Kees had no suspicion that Dave would become such a member.

Jaimie walked over to Kees, who was still sitting at the bar.

"That was very interesting, and, I guess you could say, educational." She smiled.

"Were you offended?"

"No. Angie was very nice, informative, and, well, they looked like they were having a great time during sex."

"Can you see yourself doing that? And getting $72 dollars each and every time, in addition?"Kees tried to keep his tone neutral, and not let Jaimie know how much he would love for her to come to work for him.

"Funny, but I can see myself doing this. Angie made it seem so natural, so relaxed. Not at all what I thought it would be like. I really believe that I could make something similar happen for men." She smiled and looked confident.

"But would your husband feel comfortable with you having sex with other men, lots of other men?"

"That is a very good question. Dave and I have a lot to talk about. I cannot predict his reaction."And she looks over at him joking and laughing with Rhonda.

"Jaimie, I find that I cannot let you leave without telling you that I would be honored if you would come to work here. If you two decide 'yes', then I want you to know that I would personally be here for your first work shifts. At a professional distance, of course. And that your first work would be a slow part of the day shift, so you can adjust."

"That all sounds appropriate. I just don't want to do anything, including becoming excited, until I speak with Dave." "Perfectly understandable." And Kees purposefully speeded up the couple's meeting of minds by going for Jaimie's coat.

Dave saw that, said goodbye to Rhonda, and went for his own jacket. Jaimie and Dave said goodbye to Kees. Her final communication to Kees was that she would 'let you know, either way'.

On the way back to the room, they discussed the proposition. Jaimie told Dave of what she saw Angie and Omar do. The most immediate effect was that Dave became very turned on and fucked Jaimie several times that night. He could get another erection in short order, just fantasizing about other men fucking Jaimie. He quizzed her about what she was thinking when she saw Omar's penis. Her truthful answer just turned him on more. And it appeared as if Dave's hormones were going to make his decision.

Their joint decision was that Jaimie could try this, primarily because of the controlled environment that Kees had developed. That control, the rather fixed and traceable membership, its upscale clientele and their healthcare, possible support from, at least, some of the girls and a specific well organized work place were positive factors for both Jaimie and Dave. Those factors moderated what would normally be a scary and rather impossible activity for Jaimie. Once the decision was made, Jaimie allowed herself to finally get excited, very excited.

At noon the next day, Jaimie went to the phone at the street level and called Kees. Though a woman answered, Kees was there. Jaimie was pleasantly surprised that she 'caught' him at the business. But then he told her that he actually lived in that rear central section, between both clubs. So, she should always be able to 'catch' him there. He seemed thrilled that the couple had decided she could try working at the brothel. He told her to drop by at 4:00 PM. As much as he liked Dave, he reminded her that she should come alone to work. Dress casually to get there, but bring hot outfits to choose from. Then, he admitted that the type of heels might sometimes be the only choice needed. The phone conversation ended with him telling her that he greatly appreciated the cultural distance that she was spanning.

A few minutes before 4:00 PM, Jaimie arrived at Aardbei. Kees met her in the lobby and showed her to the simple dressing room. He told her to put on what she thought was a sexy outfit, and that he had someone who he wanted to introduce her to. She put her curly black hair into two frizzy ponytails, put on a black sparkle top, a black mini and black heels. Kees came in to the dressing room just as she was finishing getting ready. He told her that he would be the one to show her around and get her started today.

Then he prepped her by saying that, in all his years there, he had learned that a new girl just needed to get past the fright, to get those first fucks done. And he walked with her into the lounge area. There were a couple of other girls there, and they were occupied. Up by the front booths were six men without women. Omar was one of them. Kees acknowledged that Jaimie already knew Omar. Then he introduced a Turk, Jim, Bob, Harry, and Dave. Of course, this was not her husband Dave, this one was a quite different Dave. While Jaimie was shaking each man's hand during Kees's introductions, Kees was also admitting that he had invited all of them there to be the first ones with the new girl.

All the men seemed star struck, as Jaimie was standing there in exceptionally beautiful form. Out of the group, Kees acknowledged Omar first.

"Well, fellows, since Omar put in his vote yesterday, during Jaimie's first visit to Aardbei, he gets to be first."

And Omar extended his hand to Jaimie. She took it and walked with him to the very same small room where she had seen him perform yesterday. Once inside, he wanted to do the honors of unwrapping her. He unbuttoned the back of her top and pulled it forward and off. He massaged her perky breasts, and tweaked her nipples lightly, then sucked on each while he was unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to her ankles. She stepped out of the skirt and Omar went directly for her black thong. He carefully pulled it down, had her step out of it and tossed it across the room. He stood there rubbing up against her front as he held her tight butt cheeks.

She returned the favors by removing his shoes and socks first, his shirt next, then his pants and finally his underwear. Now that she could grasp it herself, she had extra admiration of his penis's size and hardness. It was a lot different to simultaneously see and hold such a penis. She began to breath heavier. She stroked, and it quickly finished filling to its maximum. She loved the feel of this penis. It was not Dave's, which, by itself, was a turn on. That it was bigger and harder, well, those were extra special turn ons. His male curiosity made him ask,

"You say that I am bigger than your husband?"

"Oh, yes, quite a lot bigger. And harder, too."

And she started sucking on it. With her tongue, it was even easier to verify that Omar was big. She licked around the head and lubricated it well. Then he wanted to try it in her. He had her lay down in the exact location where he had done Angie the day before. The head was difficult to get into Jaimie. She was very tight. Omar, thinking of Angie, knew that Jaimie would be much easier to get into within a week or two. Jaimie had already cum during his entrance. She kept bucking, over and over, searching for still another orgasm. She thought that this was absolutely great. She did not dream that it could feel like this. Omar almost came quickly. He had to look away from this beautiful black haired woman for a moment, just to try to maintain any control at all. He kept sliding in. Jaimie could not believe that there was more to slide in. Omar was already at a much deeper point than Dave had ever been.

But Omar pushed in another inch. He was as far as he could go. She looked so great to him, and she felt so great to him.

He flexed and jerked his penis within her, "Hello there "

She giggled and arched, massaging herself up and down on him. They seemed to have a strong agreement that this was much better than a hand shake. That it was more personable, more physical, more everything. He rolled her over on her side and went deep into her sideways for a while. Then, he put her in his favorite 'cum' position. He had finished Angie with a doggy type position.

With Jaimie, he was slightly deeper when he readied to cum, for he had her advance the doggy position slightly and tuck her knees up under her chest, placing her beautiful flexing ass into a high rise. Then he watched that ass of hers very closely, as he speeded up. He made certain to take her right along, when he came. They both shivered and jerked.

Omar's demonstration with Angie yesterday was not unusual in one respect. This was 1970 and few, if any men, used condoms. It was a luxury freedom of a pre-viral time. Even bacterial infections were at a low during this era. All that it all meant was: he could unload in her and fill her with his cum. This was another difference that she noted with Omar; unlike with Dave, she could feel Omar squirt her. That just made for a more shocking rhythm of breathing, twisting and giggling at the very end. He produced a good amount. As he pulled out, just as it had with Angie, some drained down her inner legs and some just gushed straight to the sheet. Jaimie was wondering how often it could happen, more importantly, how often it would happen, where the prostitute and the client could be so synchronized in their satisfaction.

While Jaimie finished up the room, she decided that, today, her lounge appearances would be as in stages of a strip off. So, for her next appearance, she put back on her top and her thong. Of course, her heels had never come off. And she popped back into the lounge. Omar was smiling, and everyone, including the other girls, gave Jaimie a round of applause. It acknowledged her very first prostitution.

Ironic that the acknowledgment was the only time of embarrassment for Jaime. Her more serious thoughts were briefly about all the other millions of women through history, who at sometime prostituted themselves, even the many hundreds of millions, for whom marriage is, today, actually only a formally accepted prostitution. And she seriously concluded that she was extremely lucky to have such a very positive start.

Walking up to the remaining five, she jokingly feigned the tiniest of bows. All five reflected approval of her reduction in outfit. As she arrived at the group, Turk and Jim felt it necessary to feel those butt cheeks of hers. And a simultaneous 'nice ' was the response to that look and feel. While Jaimie was fucking with Omar, the remaining five had drawn numbers. They just wanted to get sequence questions out of the way and provide some order to the fucking of Jaimie.

The results of the drawing were: first Dave, then Jim, then Bob, then Turk and, finally, Harry. These men were dedicated to fucking Jaimie. They already committed to taking time off from whatever type of work that they were supposed to be doing, just so they could be a part of Jaimie's first day on her job. And next was a Dave who looked nothing like her own Dave.

Dave took her hand and they walked right straight over to another one of the many doors on that side wall of the lounge. Dave was white, very stocky, with not too much, but some abdominal girth. Stocky, along with a height of somewhere in the 6 foot 4 inch range, made him just plain large. Dave stripped off Jaimie's top and thong, and was very happy feeling her up everywhere. She and he both helped with the removal of his clothes. His penis was about the same size as Omar's. Maybe just a little wider, but also slightly softer.

Jaimie was thinking that she could really get into this job. Up to number two now, and she actually did not feel that it was a type of work, yet. Dave asked if she liked to kiss. She said sure. She would not reject some other signs of affection. Besides, they were going to share a lot more than saliva

Dave and Jaimie fucked in several positions. After a total of 15 minutes, the last position was missionary. She carefully built with his intensity, and came with him. She thought, 'two out of two'. However, she admitted to herself that this fuck required her first professional planning and, perhaps what might be interpreted as the use of her dance timing. She was the one, so to say, that allowed them to 'end on the same note'. Dave did a minor personal clean up, kissed her again, and left for his own work.

She did the bathroom visit, drained a lot, cleaned herself generally (certainly a lot more than Dave did), changed the sheet, put on her thong and entered into the lounge. She took her blouse over to the corner that was used for temporary drop off, and hung the blouse with the previously removed skirt. Then, she walked over to the remaining four, showing only her good form, a thong and a pair of nice black heels.

Jim was smiling, sort of bouncy, and just barely containing himself as she walked the last few steps. He grabbed her hand and twirled her as a supposed dance partner. This twirl was primarily to show off that body of her's throughout 360 degrees. He brought her out of the next fraction of a twirl, just in time to be headed toward one of the small 'fuck' rooms. Once inside, he almost mauled her from the top of her head to her feet. In fact, he slipped off her heels and pulled up her feet and legs, flipping her onto the mattress. She landed with her back on the mattress, just as he began sucking on her toes. Now, this, she thought was kinky. Kinky, cute, and it tickled Even though she was not a toe freak, well, not yet, she did appreciate this variation in introduction. But it did lead to the more expected form of sex.

He rolled off her thong and began to finger her strongly. She became quite alert and her eyes widened big time. Jim liked working her bottom in several ways. Soon he had three fingers in her pussy and two fingers in her ass. She was responding with heavy breathing, and, as he bent over her, she played with the hair on his head. Then he was able to get four large fingers into her pussy with one hand, and four large fingers into her ass with the other hand. She still was giving signs that it was quite pleasurable. Since they were free, he used the thumb of each hand to reach over into an opposite hole. He softly pinched and chewed her with his hands, using the thumbs as anchors to pull one hole towards the other.