I rang the doorbell, and took a deep breath. I was scared, nervous, curious. I wondered if answering the ad was a good idea. I needed financial security yes, but at this cost? At the same time, the little voice inside my head that had made me answer in the first place said to me, "You know the real reason you answered that ad. It turns you on. Admit it." It did turn me on. It made my juices flow in my deepest core, and my pussy started to lightly throb. The thought of being taken care of by an older, rich, father-like man. Taken care of in every way- especially sexually. But it all seemed so wrong, so taboo. My worries and anxiety only seemed to escalate the throbbing in my pussy.