My life with Jeanie.

My name is Darin, I met Jeanie standing in line at one of those food carts, they sold hot dogs and fries, onion rings, and Bagels.
I looked at her, pretty, red hair, maybe a shade younger than me, wearing a green T-shirt and matching shorts. He nipples made obvious bumps in the cloth, she was medium sized.
I liked the look, said "Hi." and talking to her was like old friends, easy. She was going to medical school to be a nurse.
The next day I arrived early, hung around until I saw he walking down the sidewalk. More conversation, she was all smiles and seemed pleased to see me, so I asked her out/ I asked her what she liked to do, she said she was a bowler, and on her school's team. I was pretty good bowler myself, so that is where we went, she beat me all three games. At her apartment, I got a kiss on the cheek. Two more dates just like that, the 3rd date she let me kiss her on the lips.
I didn't date anyone else back then, so no sex partner, instead, I went to a local massage parlor, where out would come two ladies, we got our pick.
I had been there dozens of times, but never very late at night, so after dropping her off, I went home, showered, and drove over to the parlor.
Out came two girls, one I had already been with a few times, the other one was.. Jeanie. She saw me, got a look of shock on her face, and left the room.
The next day, I waited for her at the food truck, she didn't show up. I called, no answer.
I knew of course that she was doing the same things the other ladies all did, hand job and blow jobs but no full sex, at least not that I knew of.
I wanted to know why she came across as a shy and reserved young woman if she did that for a living.
It took three days, finally she showed up, I walked over and said hello, she would not look me in the eye, and blushed.
I told her to please not be ashamed, I didn't mind and I really did like her.
She seemed to relax, told me she was concerned because she liked me also, and just didn't want me to know what she was doing to put herself through school.
I asked her to please go out with me again, she nodded. That evening, she invited me in, she suggested we could have sex "if I wanted to."
I did.
Fast forward four years, we were married. We were having financial troubles, neither of us was good with budgets and we had all of the latest toys and whistles one can imagine, already $25K in debt not counting the house which was way over what we should have bought and our student loans, nearly $200K between us.
She told me she could always go back to the "club" which is what she called it, if I didn't mind. So for nearly a year, she worked three night shifts a week, bringing home around $600 a shift.
Now a plain massage with a happy ending was about $60 at the time, her doing 10 of them in a six hour shift was unlikely, so we talked.
She had several "special" clients she went full nude with while she worked, and a few that paid her well for full sex.
Of course I knew by then that she had worked as a prostitute before, so it was not anything new.
I developed a powerful urge to watch her in action, and I mentioned it.
"I know a guy that will, want me to ask him over?" She told me with a smirk.
I nodded, the next weekend he arrived.
They put on one hell of a show, I got to sit and watch it all.
Then came the surprise, the two of them did parties, and did live sex acts, something I didn't know about.
I made some changes, and now Jeanie and I do some parties, and live sex acts. She dances through the audiences, so do I. We get felt up a lot, then our final act we have sex on stage, for $1000 per show.
Every once in awhile she will book with her guy, he is one of those men that can erect by just thinking about it, something I can't do.
It's a living, but we are both getting older, so one day it will have to stop.

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