The back door to the brothel opened onto a high-walled back garden. As an ornate mansion it was embedded deep in an expensive neighbourhood. It's history well known, and oddly tolerated. Allison landed in the rose bed, with a girly huff from her exertions in climbing the fence.
Hiding behind a verdant bush, she slipped out of her grey sweat suit. She wasn't wearing much of anything beneath, and that was designed for one purpose. To seduce and distract men. The frilly nothing was something she imagined the girls wore to work here. His one previous visit suggesting what she'd chosen would blend in.
She decided against burying the grey sweatsuit, not wanting to end up with dirty fingers that might reveal her. Arrival unnoticed, she headed for the main house making use of the statues and hedges to disguise the fact she'd sneaked in. The two bouncers outside spotted her only when she was a few yards from the house.
Allison put a sway into her step, and straightened her back. "Sorry, boys, I just needed to stretch my legs, and get a breath of fresh air."
She strode purposefully towards the house as if everything were normal. Her act convincing, the large capacity of the mansion and the recent changing in the guards meant they didn't question her.
Their patrol of the back garden was to stop perverts sneaking in and spying through the windows... or just skeevy clients trying to avoid paying.
Neither guard raised any serious objections. She slid between them, a hand straying wide, to brush over each stiffening cock in their uniform trousers. It was a much needed skill for them to work despite being horny. But they weren't made of stone. Each accepted a demure kiss as she rose to tip-toe. Steadying herself with a hand against their muscular chests, a purr of approval, as she stroked those hairy chests appreciatively.
Soon, they'd be missing those chests... those chaste kisses should give her enough time to spread her glory to a few more men, to allow them to discover the blessing she'd received.
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