BOOTY CALL - PATREON EXCLUSIVE [PREVIEW]

Enjoy this story about a new couple from the Harborview community, Ruben and Helen! These two have history. Helen used to sell herself to make ends meet, and Ruben was one of her best clients. She can't resist Ruben's call late one night, even though she's no longer in the business, but will fooling around with Ruben be good for her heart?

BOOTY CALL

Man Needs His Trans Girl

A Harborview Story

Clover Cox

CHAPTER 1

Every few months, Ruben got an itch. It always started off small enough to ignore, but he couldn’t ignore it forever. Temptation eventually overtook his rationality, and he’d never been a man with strong willpower. He fought in underground clubs, played slot machines, took shots, and smoked cigarettes when he was drunk. He was rough around the edges, but at least he’d cleaned his act up enough to become a carpenter. It set him on a better path. One that afforded him a cute house on the edge of historic Seacrest with his own private gym in the basement.

Ever since the last time Ruben indulged his urges, he’d been telling himself that he’d never do it again, but who was he kidding? It was only a few months ago that he fooled around with a trans woman, and he was ready to have a girl again. One girl in particular, actually.

Helen Jackson.

She didn’t work in the business of selling herself anymore, but she made an exception for Ruben. When he called, she always came through, and he prayed tonight was no exception as he picked up his phone and dialed her number.

“It’s rather late to be calling,” Helen said when she answered. Her sultry voice warmed Ruben’s lonely heart. He hadn’t been in a relationship in years, and none of the girls in his life could satisfy him the way that Helen could. She was an angel in the streets and a demon between the sheets. She awakened the darkest parts of Ruben’s mind, and she was the only thing that mattered when they were together.

“It’s only eight o’clock,” he said.

“It’s a Thursday.”

“Don’t act like you can’t have a little fun on a Thursday,” he said in his deep, smooth voice. Women had told him many times that it was irresistible, but it was just his voice to him. It’d been deep for as long as he could remember. “Let’s go out for a drink.”

“You want to meet me for a drink? I have to work in the morning, Ruben. My life isn’t like it used to be.”

“I know that… what if I pay double the normal rate?” Ruben asked after a pause. Now that he’d heard Helen’s voice, he was tingling with anticipation. He wouldn’t get a good night’s sleep if he didn’t have her. “Please, Helen.”

“What will you do if I get a boyfriend? You won’t just be able to summon me like this.”

“Is that a yes?” he asked.

She sighed into the phone. “I can meet you in forty-five minutes at Seahaven Bistro. If you’re not there before me with a cosmo waiting, I’ll never answer your calls again.”

Nobody else could talk to Ruben like this, but he was weak for Helen. “I’ll be there,” he said. “With your cocktail waiting.”

“Don’t disappoint me,” she said and ended the call.

Ruben stared at the phone in his hand as the tingly sensation around his body increased. He reached between his thighs and pressed against his manhood, taking deep breaths to calm himself, but how could he when he knew that he was about to get a taste of Helen? She was the woman he fantasized about when he was alone at night. She was the one that he thought about when he pictured himself settling down, but then darker thoughts clouded his mind. He couldn’t date a trans sex worker. His family would never accept it.

He got up once his daze faded and raced to the bathroom to get ready. He was going to wear his Michael Kors charcoal gray cashmere sport coat with a pair of gray Kenneth Cole chinos and an ecru cable-knit sweater beneath the jacket. He even put on his gold necklace for a pop of warmth, and then he was out of the door.

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