Through The Wall

As most of you know, this past summer, I worked part time for a local escort service. Most of the time, I did out call, where you go to where the client is. A couple of nights a month, I'd do in call, that's where the client comes to you. When we did in call, it would always be at a motel that I'm familiar with. The owner is a friend of mine. Normally, it would be myself and two or three other girls. The service pays for the room.On this particular night, there were four of us. This motel is small, it has two buildings but only thirty rooms. Rooms one through fifteen are in one building, and sixteen through thirty are in the other. We had two girls in building one and two in building two this night. I was in room twenty-eight, and next to me, in room twenty-nine, was a young lady who goes by the name of Robin. Robin is twenty-five years old with shoulder length blonde hair, she's very small, with average sized tits and an hour glass figure. Before this night, I had met her just once. When we do in call, the girls will hang out together in a room until almanbahis they get a call. Robin and I would hang out in my room between calls.As we talked, we hit it off right away. I found her to be a very sweet girl, not the type to be in this business. I was surprised when she told me that she had been doing it for three years. It had been a quiet night so far, it was almost midnight and I had only had one client, as did Robin. So we spent a lot of time together that night. My customers were usually younger men, under thirty years old who want to fuck a "cougar." Most of Robin's customers were older men.Just after midnight, her cell phone rang, the service told her that there was a customer requesting her at one o'clock, if she was available. She stated that she knew this man well, he was a good customer and she enjoyed being with him, so she accepted the date. After she hung up, we talked about the service. I was the rookie and had yet to really have that great date. Robin told me that most of the men are in it for them. They want to pay you, almanbahis yeni giriş fuck you and then leave, but once in awhile, you get a man who gets into it. Sometimes you cum, and sometimes you don't. She went back to her room about ten minutes before her client arrived. I was very horny, and was hoping that my phone would ring, but understanding that it could be a quiet night. The walls in this motel are thin, and I decided to listen in. Many of the girls have told me that they listen too, it makes them horny. You want to be in the mood when a client shows up.I was lying on the motel bed, watching television, wearing nothing except a pair of panties, when I heard a knock on Robin's door. I put a chair next to the wall and waited a few moments. Usually you talk to a client for a bit, even one that you know, and I could hear muffled conversation. After a few moments, I turned off the volume on the television, sat down and put my ear to the wall.The beds in this motel are basically a mattress on a box spring in a bed frame up against the almanbahis giriş wall. They don't really have headboards, instead there are large boards mounted to the wall, but only at the top. The bottom falls below the level of the mattress and is not screwed in, so these makeshift headboards move.They continued talking for a few moments as they got undressed. I heard them both get on the bed, and then silence, they had begun. Though not very loud, I could clearly hear what was going on. The bed was moving ever so gently, and I heard him moaning softly. She had begun giving him a blowjob."Mmmm." I heard Robin say."Suck it baby." He replied.I don't know what this man looked like, or how old he was, but Robin started getting into it. The bed began squeaking a little faster, and his moans got a little louder, this went on for about five minutes."Get on your back." I heard him say.After hearing a little movement on the bed, they began."Uggh." Robin moaned, as he entered her.The bed began squeaking, slow and rhythmic. The sounds Robin were making weren't screams or moans, it sounded like she was straining. The squeaking began to pick up its pace."Fuck me." I heard Robin say.Now the bed was loud, I could hear the the bed frame gently hitting wall, the pace slowed down, but was louder.