I got a call from a guy named Tim. He said he got my number from Mark. Then Tim asked “Would you like to go shopping?” Mark was the guy who hit on me while I was shopping for shoes and said he would buy them for me if I fucked him. I posted the story here. So, I knew that Mark had told him about it.
“We could,” I said. I had been thinking about buying a couple new skirts.’
“I’d love to buy you skirts,” Tim said.
“Just so I understand,” I said. “Same arrangement as Mark I’m guessing.”
“Smart girl,” he said.
“Not many guys call me smart,” I said giggling.
“Smart enough to know what they need,” he said.
“True that,” I replied. “Same arrangement. How about around 7 pm?”
“I can do that,” Tim said. “Wear a short skirt, come-fuck-me shoes, and fishnet stockings. Pick you up?”
“Sure,” I said. I gave him my address and put the phone down.
He showed up and seven and drove me to a mall. He was good looking and funny, but I knew he was very serious about this arrangement. Before letting me in the car he had a good look at me, even lifted my skirt.