Selling Her Virginity. BWWM

Saturday  26 January, 2019.  8:30.pm. BROOKE MARIE CLAYTON.  I LOOKED AT MY PHONE, at the address sent to me for the buying. I sighed thinking how this came to be. I've never had everything I wanted, but this is way different than those time. I need this money!. Four million f*****g dollars does not come from, the darn janitorial work.  I walked to the bathroom in my grandpa's retirement home apartment. I got kicked out of my dorm, for late payment and has been in here pretending that his condition got worst and the that I'm watching him.  I was looking at myself, reminding why I'm doing this. You're doing it for grandpa and your studies. You need this girl. You go girl. For grandpa!.  I got out of the bathroom, picking my phone and my purse, heading for the door.  "Ma, where are you going to?". Grandpa, used the name he always called me. It's short for Marie.  I hate lying to him, but I can't tell him, what I'm going to do. "Late night studying for, a test".  "Oh, you go girl". He said, kissing my cheek. I smiled at his gesture.  "Going out Brooke?". Natasha asked at the front desk.  "Yeah, just got to run an errand". She's the only one who knows what I'm doing here. "I'll see you later".  I looked at my purse, ten bucks, f*****g can't afford a taxi. I decided to walk, thirty minutes won't kill me, would it?. Forty minutes, later after more than four stops.  I arrived at the twenty story hotel, out of breath, the lobby door opened and I literally crawled, into the front desk. "I have a meeting in the twentieth floor". I said to the receptionist while people were giving me weird stares.  The elevator ride was so captivating, I got to see my city from all the way up here, the lights making my eyes water.  I got in the room, looking around the place, it was beautiful.  "You're a little bit late". I heard a soft male voice from the shady end of the room facing the window. He was dressed in a really expensive suit. I could tell I know fashion and suits.  "Yeah, I didn't have cab fare, so I had to lose some ass calorie". He was facing the glass, but i could see the wine glass in his hand.  From, the view behind, this guy is hot!. No my problem right now, but i got to admit it.  I have no patience, zero!. "Can we get on with this". He turned around, his grey eyes piercing my appearance. He looked at me from my head to my toes.  "Want anything?. Something to drink?". I shook my head, at his kind gesture.  "Why are you doing this?. He asks seating down on a arm chair. I mean, it's something precious". "Oh, dear Jesus. I don't need, a f*****g father lecture right now. I need your d**k, so I could get paid!". I barked, walking to bed then falling on it.  "Dude, I signed the f*****g contract and a little amount has been paid" I could feel his gaze on me, I heard him sigh, then the buttons of his white sleeves shirt opening. Raising my head, I saw a really tanned chest, with dark chest hair sprawled around it. Not today fashion. His chest was well ripped, with eight hard packs.  "I think the main question Mr Morgan, is why are you doing this?". He stooped opening his belt buckle.  "Want, the money or not?". He growled so low.  I nodded looking away as I took off my over size tee shirt and was wiggling out of my jeans, this is the first time, I've stood half naked in front of a man and it's kinda freaky.  His muscles and body was real tanned and ripped, I gulped thinking whats gonna be the size of the other thing.  "Is it really your first time?".  I nodded losing all my confidence.  "Okay, just relax!". I nodded again, nervous as hell.  He kissed me, at first I was reluctant to kiss him, but I gave up kissing back his extremely soft lips. My hands went on into his hair as he gently pushed me on the bed, his hand scanning my body all the way to my thighs and inner thighs, I gasped - moaned. His lips left my lips, as he worked his way to my neck and throat sucking on them. My eyes rolled into my head, as he held my arms up above my head.  "Oh, Jennifer. I love your body so much". My eyes shot open at those words, party of me wanted to push him away, while the other part didn't care as long as we got paid. He can call me whatever the hell he wants.  I looked at him, not enjoying my self again, just waiting for this to be over with. And for the first time, i noticed his eyes have been closed, so tight!.  It hurt me, right there. And it got me thinking if I'm doing the right thing. Should i be selling my Virginity or give it to someone who really loves me and will cherish it and me.  "I'm sorry I can't do this".. "Hommie, I'm losing this Virginity tonight and you are paying me". I barked angrily at the fact that he was the one backing down.  He was already putting on his clothes, i scurried out of the bed, after him. I need this money, not just for me alone but for pa. Mostly for pa.  "Please sir, please. I need this money". I pleaded as I knelt down.  He ran his hand tawny gold locks, sighing. "You can keep the money paid to you and here is cab fare". I heard the door closed as my eyes were shut.  I couldn't see anymore cause my eyes were foggy from my tears mixed with my mascara. I stood up putting on my clothes and walking to the bathroom washing my face and make up off. I picked up the five hundred dollars and opened the door going to the elevator, going home.  I entered the January cold night, not even caring if at this moment I could catch pneumonia, all that was in my mind I got rejected. It hurts, it really hurts. If I was suicidal and then this happened, I'll be killing someone not myself.  I walked despite being able to very well afford a taxi or even a bus. Maybe I'll walk the pain out.  ••●●●•• Hey dear readers our first installation of Selling My virginity.  I know it's not much but I'm all yours to keep updating it.