W***e Frost

It happens....

     It was the liberation of his repressed sexuality he said to himself. The undoing of everything he once thought as moral and chaste, not to mention dignified. The things he asked for, the things he said, the tears he wept, came out in fits and bursts. A grand mal of dismal and dark professions. Every muscle in his body had been taught and his nerves keen and sensitive to the slightest pressures, making every rake, every bite, every slap, feel like the world was coming to an end, but in the best possible way. His date for the night was perfection, tender and touching, wild and wonton and ultimately the devil in every way. As he stood trembling and buttoning up his trousers, she held out her hand for payment.

     “Three hundred,” she said, all the sex gone from her voice and her body language.

     “Of course,” he said reaching into his back pocket for his wallet.

     “Oh s**t,” he said the color draining from his face. He realized he left his wallet at the house.

     “Are you f*****g kidding me?”

     She pulled out her cell phone and started dialing before he could explain, the look on her face a mixture of disgust and annoyance. He knew from the conversation that it was going to be a long walk home, but on the bright side, he knew he would have company.

Author's Note

300 seems like a good deal...should have asked for a sandwich first.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This feels so realistic, I'd be guessing you know a thing or two about w***e frost. I love the way you can capture such an awkward moment in so few words, yet your scene fills up our mental screen! I love the way you paint real life scenarios without a drop of judgemental overtones. Hope you're still enjoying your latest getaway (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[gram linski]

You dirty, dirty man, bet you were getting trolled on facebook, before you had paid the bill. the women of the night are a wonderous thing, dive in and enjoy

[Fran Marie]

Oh oh.. Dude's in trouble now.. just might be Limp ing all the way home . and wifey may have some lumps of her own to deal out..nice work Crowley

[Samuel Dickens]

How do you make a hormone? Don't pay her. Sorry, I had to say that. Man, oh, man, have things changed. Back in my wild and woolly days of being a young sailor on liberty, we paid 'em a whole lot less than three-hundred, I tell you for sure. In the Philippines, they didn't fall out of love with you when business was finished. No siree, they wanted to marry you and move to the states. (A lot of them succeeded)
I thought for sure that our lady of the evening was calling her pimp to come and break the legs of Mr. Flat Wallet.

[Crowley]

I have no idea how much it would cost really, but that sounded like it might be about right for this day and age. Thanks for the review Sam!!!

[Mrudula Rani]

What a wonderful twist you have introduced and made the story one memorable account for your readers... excellent style and plot. She wasn't inclined to accept credit card I suppose.

[Crowley]

Lol...probably not. I'm not educated in prostitution, heck who knows maybe today they take Apple pay! Thank you!!

[Onlyme]

Crowley, oh my I had to laugh my a*s off at this one. The walk of shame. Hopefully not to his front door where his wife answers it. Could you imagine her face? As to why he got nicked. LOL

[Crowley]

Thanks Dawn!!! Glad I could make you smile!!

[Saoirse K.]

a postcard short to write home about
if one felt so inclined
this was a fun piece
unfortunately at some expense
and more than monetary
oof and/or brrrrr

[Crowley]

Thanks!!!! Happy Friday, have a good weekend.

[Saoirse K.]

my pleasure,
and you as well!

[Ken Simm.]

Oh s**t. A tale of karma perhaps. I always like your humour.

[Crowley]

the title came when I was listening to Game of Thrones on audible the other morning and they talked about the hoar frons in a knights beard, but if you really want to frost a w***e, forget your wallet. Thanks Ken!!

[Corset]

sounds like the company he keeps might be wearing brass knuckles yikes!

[Crowley]

Lol...hey you!!! I think I would be scared shitless just to pay for sex much less forget my wallet. But it is nice to keep people guessing about what kind of person you are. Thanks!!!!

[Corset]

lol, those lines become a bit blurry don't they?

[Neville]

You are breaking new ground and I applaud ya.. I am a little bit concerned by the company ya keep.. particularly on ya way homeward bound... why not just tag along with me to Bulgaria or somewhere safe and sound..... x

[Crowley]

Would never have the balls but its nice to dream that I'm some sort of man of experience! Thanks Neville.

[Neville]

nowt but my bloomin pleasure squire... N :)