Cindy sat in class with a half smirk, half grimace across her face. She couldn’t concentrate on the professor talking, she was too busy thinking about yesterday. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat and felt the pain register again. She really was having trouble sitting on her raw ass.

A fellow student got her attention and broke her from her spell. She motioned forward and Cindy looked straight into the eyes of the professor as everyone turned to stare at her.

"You alright Cindy? You seem to be in some pain?"

She felt the corners of her mouth curve into a seductive smile and forced back the urge to say she was having trouble sitting due to spanking and fucking she received yesterday.

"I’m fine sir, just need a breath of fresh air."

Cindy slowly rose, letting her skirt slide slowly down past her knees. She knew the professor had a thing for her and liked to torture him a bit by moving more seductively around him. She felt his eyes on her as she exited the room, rolling her hips as she walked. Outside she was free to think about the previous day.

Her boyfriend, Scott, was in the army and was about to go away on duty for 6 months. It was a Tuesday and he left early Wednesday morning. She had met him a month earlier, and it had been basically a non stop fuckfest.

She had planned a special night for him, no flowers, dinner or romance. It was all about another mind blowing sex session. She had decided everything down to the last detail. Earlier in the day she had gone out and bought a selection of new clothes, clothes she would never wear again after tonight.

Cindy was athletic and had a great body. She was 5"9 with long legs, shapely round ass, 34C breasts, toned and sexy. But she was still shy about her body. That was going to change tonight. The clothes she bought would have been more appropriate on a whore, knee length black boots, with black fishnet stockings, short black mini-skirt, a red halter top that showed off her cleavage with a matching red push up-bra and panties. She also got some red lipstick and left her shoulder length blond hair straight.

She felt like a real hooker when she looked into the mirror and said to herself, "Well now there hunny. I can suck on that mighty stick of yours for $20?"

She added a fantastic pout at the end and she felt the part. Scott wouldn’t know what he’d be missing when he left.

She put another of his presents in her purse and set of to meet her prey for the night.

She was walking down the street when a well-dressed man in his mid-twenties walked up to her.

"Excuse miss, do you have the time?"

She smiled at him, let her eyes wander down his body.

Nice frame, she thought to herself. He probably works out...

"10 after 7," she replied.

She went to move but he stopped her by putting his hand on her forearm.

"Errrm, actually I wanted to know if you’re working tonight."

Cindy felt that smile creep across her face. This was her chance to see if she had what it takes. She parted her legs just enough for the skirt to ride a bit, felt his eyes dart downward.

"What would you like to do to me, hunny? Or what would you like me to do to you?"

His eyes lifted just enough to rest on her cleavage; she pushed her