No strings attached

There was a few important rules to follow in the line of work he did.

Rule 1- Go there and do your job.
Rule 2- Don't waste time. You're on a schedule so don't go a minute under and definitely don't go a minute over.
Rule 3- While performing your job, don't call the person by first name. Keep it professional.
Rule 4-Don't initiate a kiss or any other act of intimacy.

and lastly, there was rule five. Don't get attatched.

Simple enough. That rule was put in place so the worker's don't get heartbroken, but what happens when a less than normal client makes an offer that a worker simply can't deny?

. . . .

No strings attached? That phrase sounded like some type of test drive, or cheap return policy many stores had if an item wasn't to your liking. To be asked if he wanted to enter a relationship like that was a bit unprofessional, but the money he could earn was anything but. With a confused gleam in his eyes, he questioned further.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I want you to enter a no strings attached relationship with me. I figure this is your only line of work, so I'll still pay you for every encounter we have, but think of it more as a date-

"So you want to be fuck buddies?"

The elder man chuckled deeply. This guy was too blunt, but admittedly he liked that. "Yes, but it's going to be a little different. I want you to quit your job and only see me. I want to be the only one using you."

"I make a lot of money at my job. I can't just quit-

"How much do you make?"

"Huh?"

"How much money do you earn?"

"...it depends, but usually it averages out to about three thousand flat."

"I'll pay you that every time I call upon you, or however much you see fit. I'll even give you a weekly allowance. So what do you say? Wanna be fuck buddies?"

A searing blush made it's way up the worker's face, but despite his embarrassment, he nodded. That one simple gesture sealed his fate.

Book 1 of 2
Book 2 "Terms and conditions" is now out and ongoing.