"Hold it right there girl, you're proposing that she become a working girl? She would go to bed with me for cash? Liv, I don't consider you a working girl because we keep our antics in the house. But if she were to come over here to fuck me, then she's working outside her home, she becomes a working girl, a whore, a call girl, a prostitute, is she ready for those tags?"
'Is she ready for those tags?' My dad didn't refuse me, he asked if she might take the step to being a sex worker, I got braver, "Names and labels don't bother me, they won't bother her. If she comes over here Friday night for a sleepover, would you buy some of her time?"
My father turned from me and went to the kitchen for a beer from the fridge, when he came back, he sat on the arm of the sofa and asked, "Are you going to join us? You, her, and me?"
That flustered me, that was the same question Irene asked me. Even though Irene and I fucked Brian and Todd together sometimes, teaming up on my dad would be way too radical, "Ah, I hadn't planned on it."
"Me neither, I'm just messing with you." Dad reached for me and pulled me close, he put his arms around my ass and held me as he murmured in my ear, "If you have time Liv, you can earn a bonus right now, we can discuss your pretty little friend while I tell you how good it feels to pump my cock deep up your ass." Not only did I fucking near have an orgasm right then, I knew what Irene would be doing Friday night.
Irene was nervous, dad wasn't. We three sat in the living room trying to act normal but couldn't pull it off so she and I went to my room so she could calm down, out of sight of my father, "God Liv, I don't know if I can do this. He's like old, what if I don't like it."
"Hey, do you think professional women like every guy they screw? Just close your eyes and think of Brian or something. You don't have to stay with him all night, when he gets off you can come back to my room, besides, just last week you said he looked like a good fuck."
"What about you, have you done some guy for money?"
I lied like a boy pretending to like a hot girl for her personality, "Not yet, but if this goes well for you, I'm going to ask dad to set me up with some of his friends."
"Christ girl, what the hell? Would he let you do that, be a whore for his friends? My dad would chain me up in a cage if he ever thought I might do that."
I cupped her cheeks, pulled my best friend close, and kissed her softly, "Then I better not proposition your dad."
Irene decided she should be in dad's bed before he came in. She went to his room while I went to the front room to him, "Irene went to your room."
He looked at me, "How much is she looking to earn tonight?"
"I don't know dad, but please don't be cheap, she's scared and nervous, so make it worth her coming back."
I woke up when I heard my door close, my friend was smiling, "Did you get paid?"
Irene pulled off her nightgown then stretched out next to me on her back, her toes pointed to the end of the bed, her arms and hands over her head, she moved close, I wrapped her up in my arms, she was soft and hot, her skin felt good on mine. I pushed her away long enough to take my pajamas off then clutched her close again, "Come on, tell me what happened?"
"He wanted a blow job then he fucked me. I wasn't turned on at first, I was just doing what he wanted but after he started eating me, I got hot then fucked him because it felt good. I thought that letting an old guy screw me would be boring or something, but girl, your dad is anything but boring, and he has a really big cock."
Irene sat up then opened her hand and dropped a folded-up wad on my tit. I picked it up and unfolded two one-hundred-dollar bills. "Two hundred fucking dollars? My god girl, what did you do for him!"
She smiled, pulled the money from my hand then kissed me with passion, "You want me to show you?"
"Did you let him cum in you?"
"Uh-huh."
I pushed her to her back, moved down, and put my head over her pussy, the fragrance of hot sex filled my nose. I kissed Irene on the cunt then started licking my father's discharge from my best friend.
The next day my dad made another date with Irene for the next Friday night. Neither showed any hesitation to make a fuck date while I sat with them at breakfast. After she left, he said to me, "You better be careful sweetheart, she might end up earning all my money, you could be left out."
I went to him, hugged and kissed him on the cheek then replied, "Maybe, but there might be other options for me." I left him in the kitchen wondering what the hell I meant.
It was after dad's second date with Irene that I felt confident enough to approach him with the ultimate goal of my plans, "Daddy, I want to talk."
"What's up now, is this another talk that is going to cost me even more money?"
I chuckled at him, "Well, I have an idea, how I could earn more money. Irene will be getting part of my allowance now, but I don't want to have to give up a source of income."
"A source of income?"