A Housewife Or a Whore

[Snigdha]

They shared their real lives over lunch. The conversation turned to their virtual lives as they sipped hot coffee, post lunch. Aparna told him the absolute truth and it forced Amit to tell the truth as well.
 
Amit: "You are a person of such integrity and beauty Aparna that it confuses me when you say that you want to become a whore. Why do you want to become a whore?"
 
Aparna: "Thanks for all the compliments Amit. I know that I am beautiful. Are the classy whores not beautiful?"
 
Amit could clearly see that she had the attitude to carry the role through.
 
Amit: "They do have the appeal, charm and looks that you possess. You would fit perfectly. It still makes me wonder though - why do you want to become a whore of all the persons?"
 
Aparna kept silent and did not reply.
 
Amit: "What is the kink for you in becoming a whore? Do you like the idea of being paid for sex?"
 
Aparna (contemplated before replying): "It never crossed my mind."
 
Aparna had a sinful smile on her face which confused Amit a lot. He was the one contemplating as to what made her smile.
 
Amit: "Does the idea appeal to you because of its sinful appeal?"
 
Aparna (smiling some more): "Yes, you can say it is a sinful appealing idea. The whole taboo makes it so much more appealing."
 
Amit pondered some more before asking her the next question. It was a role play happening but for real.
 
Amit: "I think you are trying to confuse me with your answers. Are you some kind of control freak? Is that your kink for becoming a whore?"
 
Every time Amit used the word "whore", Aparna felts it effect in her body. She had not thought about it in such details. She was floored flat by his gross understanding of the subject.
 
Aparna: "No, I am not a control freak. I believe in giving and receiving."
 
Amit: "Spoken so nicely but does a whore has the choice to receive? She is supposed to perform the given task."
 
Aparna could clearly see herself melting slowly and surely in a pond of lust, a lust beyond her control. She could feel a certain wetness starting to happen between her legs.
 
Aparna: "Amit, I am not those cheap kinds of whores. I am a queen who is there to love and to be loved as well."
 
Amit clearly chocked on Aparna's response. He had to divert the topic
 
Amit: "Queen, are you open to performing anything you are asked for?"
 
The sarcasm clearly made Aparna blush harder.
 
Aparna: "Amit, please don't be sarcastic. I am answering you as truly as possible. I am open to everything a man can want."
 
Amit: "Aparna, A man can want many things which a lovely lady like you may not be even aware of. I am telling you such things so you don't land yourself in trouble when you are with a real customer."
 
Aparna felt so whorish hearing Amit tell about a customer. The whole idea of being with a customer made her wet, some more. Her panties were drenched with her own juices.
 
Aparna: "I am new to this line. It seems you have much experience of this world."
 
The sarcasm hit Amit where it was intended. It made him smile too. He knew it clearly that she had the brains to use the words when it mattered most.
 
Amit: "I have done my research and want to know what kind of services you offer. Only then can a client fix a price for you."
 
Aparna: "Amit, you are deliberately doing all this. I am feeling very embarrassed. Please stop."
 
Amit was savoring her innocence and yet was being intrigued more and more by her mysterious need for acting / becoming a whore.
 
Amit: "I will tell this to you the last time Aparna. You cannot handle becoming a whore so please stop this facade."
 
Aparna knew he was irking her to retaliate back at him. A part of her felt embarrassed but a bigger part of her wanted to prove him wrong. The bigger part won and it started to reflect in her actions. She changed her chairs and shifted on to the chair next to Amit. Amit loved the change of attitude in her. He took her hands into his as he continued his talks further.
 
Amit: "My imaginations have gone haywire Aparna. The touch of your skin feels so sexy, smooth and awesome that I am forced to imagine the skin at other parts of your body."
 
Aparna was burning in her own hell of desires - literally and really as well.
 
Amit: "I think we have played a lot of cat and mouse games. I think we should first decide whether you still want to go for it or not?"
 
Aparna pondered, considered and thought for a while before just nodding her head to show her confirmation.
 
Amit: "Good. Now that you want to become a whore, let's see if you understand the intricacies involved with the profession."
 
Aparna just listened like an eager student. Amit's face lit up as an idea sprung up.
 
Amit: "Aparna, I know you are short on time and that you have to return home. We can discuss the intricacies over the chat or when we meet next."
 
She had never experienced such a rush of hormones and wanted to continue the meeting for long. She decided otherwise as she was the one who was very pertinent about the time issue (over the chat). Aparna felt nice to notice that he cared for things she wanted.