The Slum Goddess of the Lower East Side

The girl led Joey by the hand into the room. It was dimly lit and kind of small. Aside from the bed, and table with chairs was a wine bottle and glasses on the table. Joey nervously picked up the bottle and tried to pour it into one of the glasses, but his hands were shaking and the wine spilled. The girl had been standing by the wall watching him.     "Joey, it's okay. Slow down and relax."

           

Joey stumbled into the chair “I-…I don’t even know your name.”

           

She smiled “I’m Jeanie. I’m the slum goddess of the lower east side.”

           

Joey nodded, but stayed quiet. Jeanie sat down on Joey’s lap.

           

“So, tell me a little about yourself.” She said.

           

“Like what?”

           

“What’s a cute guy like you doing in a place like this?”

           

“Umm…I was brought here.”

           

“By friends of yours?”

           

“Um, well, not really.”

           

“Kidnappers?” Jeanie asked with a smile.

           

Joey laughed. “No, my teammates.”

           

“Teammates, but not friends?”

           

“Well, sometimes. But we’re really different. And we usually think of ourselves first. But we’re good at pretending we like each other.”

           

Jeanie looked confused “What exactly do you do that you have teammates you don’t like? Basketball?”

           

“I’m a racecar driver.” Joey confessed nervously. He didn’t really want her to find out, he thought that would give her high expectations. But she only smiled

           

"Can't say I really know the sport, but sounds interesting"

           

She slid off his lap, and motioned for him to get up too. After taking off his shirt, he embraced her. Unsure of what to do with his hands as they kissed, he started gliding them up and down the smooth material of her dress before getting it off of her. She traced his flat stomach with one hand as the other started to play with his waistband. After a minute or so of teasing, she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his briefs, freeing his hard-on. She started stroking him tenderly.

           

"Oh god," he breathed into her. "That's great"

           

Joey wasn't completely nerve free, but he felt like he could do this. Almost as if he`d spoken out loud, Jeanie picked up on his thoughts and led him over to the bed. Jeanie set herself on the bed, looking up at him seductively. He climbed on top of her. He started to thrust, but stopped and pulled away.

           

"Did that hurt?" Joey asked earnestly.

           

"No. You'll be okay" she replied, arching her back slightly to make it easier for him. He tried again, going further this time. Jeanie inhaled sharply, suddenly boosting Joey's confidence. He slowly started thrusting in and out, getting more excited as watched her react beneath him. She reached up and pushed down on his lower back, showing that he needed get closer.

           

"Here," she said, trying to help. "F**k yes, Joey. Just like that" moans slipped from her when he got it right.

 

Drops of sweat formed on his brow and his hair matted. He grunted quietly a few times, hoping to gain power. Jeanie sighed heavily, she knew that the kid was trying hard, but he clearly didn't know what to do. As Joey started pushing harder and faster Jeanie decided she needed to take control. She rolled Joey over onto his back and got on top. Jeanie put him in the perfect rhythm, she could tell that he was into it when he closed his eyes happily. It didn't take long for her to push Joey as far as he could go. Jeanie rolled off of him as he panted heavily.

 

"That. Was. Awesome." Joey managed to get out between breaths.

 

"Um, yeah" Jeanie replied, turning towards him.

 

Feeling accomplished, he grabbed her a*s and pulled her closer. She resisted rolling her eyes. He was cute and seemed thoroughly pleased with himself.

 

"We still have time" Jeanie pointed out.

 

"Oh, great." Joey mumbled. As much as he wanted more, he didn't think he had it in him.

 

"We can just talk, if you'd like" she smiled.

 

"Uh, sure." Joey smiled back. "Me still? Or is it your turn?"

 

"You wouldn't wanna know about me" she looked away. Snapping back, "Tell me about NASCAR? You said you were a driver. Is it exciting?"

 

"Oh yeah. You go like 200 miles an hour, door to door with the most famous drivers in the country"

 

"Famous drivers? Uhh, like Dale Earnhardt Jr?" she asked.

 

"Sure. And Jeff Gordon. And Mark Martin, he discovered me when I was 15"

 

"Discovered?"

 

"He called me 'the real deal''

 

"Oh. Interesting. And those guys, your teammates, is he one of them?"

 

"Oh, no. My teammates are Kyle and Denny"

 

"How does racing have teams? I thought you just drive in circles?"

 

"Our equipment all comes from the same company. And we share information and stuff."

 

"That's cool" she was actually getting a little bored. Rolling out of bed, she poured 2 glasses of what was left of the wine.

Joey jumped up and followed her "Wait. How old are you? Where are you from?"

 

"Virginia. But if you ask anyone who lives there, they'll say DC" she laughed.

 

"Oh really?" Joey asked. "Denny's from Virginia!"

 

"A NASCAR driver? Probably from a different area."

 

"Oh." Joey said, feeling a little dumb for not realizing. "So how old are you?"

 

"I'm 22."

 

"Oh, an /older/ women" Joey said jokingly.

 

"You /are/ legal right?" Jeanie asked seriously.

 

"Ha, yeah. I am. Sorry, I'm used to people making jokes about how young I look."

 

"It's okay. I understand. You're cute." She responded somewhat dismissively.

Blushing, "Um. Thanks." He walked around, pretending to look for something.

Jeanie handed Joey his belt. "Looking for this?"

 

"Yes! Thank you!" He pulled on his pants. Feeling more secure, he wrapped an arm around her. "You're cute too"

 

"You don't have to be so sweet. You're the one paying"

 

"Oh right. You dumb b***h!" he grinned. Afraid she took him seriously, "I'm kidding I'm kidding"

 

"Funny. You're funny."

 

Smirking, he looked at her for a second. Letting his eyes wander from her soft hair, over her curves, down to her nice legs, and back up. He was interupted by his phone vibrating. Stupidly, he forgot to leave it in the car. It was Denny again.

"me & kyle leaving soon. hurry up"

 

"Um. I think I need to go. My ride's here" Joey explained. He didn't want to leave Jeanie, though.

 

"Well, good luck with the whole racing thing. Make good left turns and all that."

 

"Uh, yeah, I'll try" He smiled at her as he pulled his shirt on and headed out to the main room. Jeanie rolled her eyes and waved.