I parked two streets away from the red light district. Even this far you can hear the noise, the party going high. The clock marks 1h38 and the night it's in its high point. I walk towards there, the cold wind hitting me in the face, giving my slightly drunk self a bit more awareness. As I approach it, more and more people start to be in sight. Not only solitary middle aged males but a lot of young guys in groups, women sometimes in the mix as well. I see the first window not long after, a petite girl clad in blue lingerie, over the top makeup and a slutty look on her face, gesturing the street costumers in an attempt to get their money. Even if I know it's a business, I'm fascinated from such behaviour. The windows slide after one another in a slow pace, dozens of women of all sort of shapes entice me to come over, some almost successfully. Then, I saw my choice: she couldn't be muchc older than 20, dressed in tight short jean shorts and red suspender. Only. Her white legs were swinging on the stool she sat on, making her breast sway and tease, her light, sexy nipples making the occasional appearence. She looks at me through the window, not a gesture for me to approach. Her friend seems eager to make a quick buck and signals me but I don't give a fuck. I start to feel a smile coming to my face, like I haven't felt in a long time. Not an happiness smile, a savage, primal one. My feet turn and I walk in her direction and knock on her glass. We say hi and I ask the price: 50 bucks, 25 min, suck, fuck, 69, anal, change position... I go inside, the interior is lighted in soft purple, combined with one of those cheap airfreshers, but my sight was on her. She was almost my height, about 1,75m and thin. Her soft legs went on to a small, cute ass and an enticing back, ending in a thin, long neck and long blonde hair tied up on the top of her hair. Her voice is soft, although a bit low, reminding me of velvet. I go to the bathroom, refresh myself, and go into the room. She was already going onto full customer service mode but I wasn't really looking for that tonight. After I stopped her and made her sit by my side, I touched her legs very lightly while my licks kissed her neck. She seemed a bit nervous, but this calmed her down. Slowly taking off the scantily clad girl I started to kiss her body. She was so much better than my girlfriend... Calm, beautiful, tasty... For 25 minutes, she was mine, and I was intent on enjoying her. I go on top of her and inside. She didn't feel too warm nor special, but I was really in the mood. As in a tacit agreement, she didn't talk for the whole 25 minutes. Her breasts felt heavenly in my hands and were really big for her body, making the proportions just amazing. As I begin to grunt she also responds with a few more movements in tune with mine, finishing me inside her. I dress myself, walk with her towards the front of the shop and leave. She was the most beautiful woman I've ever been with, and probably, ever seen. And for 25 minutes, she was mine.