By Jess Last Updated on: 13th January 2026, 04:09 pm
Every day is a new adventure. It doesn’t really matter what I end up doing. It doesn’t matter how relaxed I try to be. Adventure is never off the cards.
A few days ago Lumi, Rach and I decided that we would take Wednesdays as our day off each week. We all work hard seven days a week. It was time that we tried to take a day off.
When I say a day off, I mean a real sex workers’ day off. A day of venturing into the real world. A day without stepping foot onto the grid to work. We wanted to be normal people for once.
This is how that day went.
Spoiler alert: We are terrible at relaxing.
This was the moment everything changed. I had just teamed up with Lumi, who officially changed her last name to X.
We had just formed the X-Sisters. We were young, reckless, and about to embark on a tirade of madness and sex-filled adventures that would define us.
Trying to Take a Sex Workers Day Off: The Sneak Attack
I woke up and rolled out of bed. The sheets were still warm, but my mind was already racing with to-do lists. Maybe it was the pregnancy brain fog or maybe it was just habit, but I got dressed and decided to sneak into the hotel.
Everyone else was taking the Day Off so it wouldn’t make a difference if I was there anyway. They wouldn’t know.
If they asked I would just say that I had a wonderfully relaxing day to myself reading a book or knitting. I teleported in.
Standing at the bar I read through my daily notecards. Then I heard a familiar voice ring out from the other side of the bar.
“What the fuck are you doing here bitch?”
Oh no. I froze. I turned around slowly. Lumi had caught me. She was standing there, hands on her hips, looking fierce and entirely too awake for a woman on her day off.
Wait, actually… she was supposed to be on a day off too? I narrowed my eyes. I repeated her question back to her. “What the fuck are YOU doing here?” I asked, crossing my arms.
She told me that she came to check if I was there. She claimed she knew I wouldn’t be able to stay away and wanted to catch me in the act.
It sounded like a likely excuse and one that I wasn’t believing. We both knew the truth. We’re workaholics.
We looked at each other and burst out laughing and decided that instead of staying at the hotel and pretending to work, it was a perfect day to do more shopping. If we were going to break the rules, we might as well do it in style.
Shopping Madness: Public Nudity on our Sex Workers Day Off
When we got to Riot I started looking around at the racks of clothing.All of a sudden I could hear Lumi’s excited voice calling out to me.
“Sis… you’ll love this.”
I sprinted across the store to see what the excitement was. I nearly knocked over a mannequin in my haste.
Strip jeans.
They were denim pants that could be ripped off with a single click. Just what every good whore needs. After we both picked them up we decided to gift a pair to our baby daddy too. Kane needed to be matching with us. It was only fair.
While we were standing there, admiring our new purchase, Lumi smirked. She reached out. Suddenly, she ripped my jeans off of me. My jeans vanished and I stood there in shock. My pussy was exposed to the world.
After realizing what was happening, the shock turned to retaliation. I reached out and tore hers off. Rip. Now we were both exposed. Two X-Sisters standing in the middle of a store in our underwear.
“There’s a boy here sis, give me them back,” Lumi told me, frantically trying to cover herself with her hands.
She started this. I was not going to give her them back until I got mine back. I held her jeans hostage.
“I don’t mind,” a raspy voice travelled across the store.
Oh boy. We turned. A man was standing by the jackets, watching us with a very appreciative grin. He had spotted us. We were in the middle of a store and we couldn’t afford to get banned. I loved this store. We had to behave. We quickly traded back our jeans, re-dressing ourselves in a panic.
We headed back to Candy’s All-Inclusive Sex Hotel before we caused any more public indecency scenes.
The Reality of a Sex Workers Day Off: We Always End Up at the Bar
When we were standing at the bar we were joined by Greg, also known as Jess 2. Then Rach appeared. After yelling at her for not taking her day off, we settled down at the bar.
We realized the irony. We were all yelling at each other for working while standing in our workplace. We had all failed at our plan. We are terrible at relaxing. We could still have a Sex Workers Day Off though… maybe.
We just had to redefine what “day off” meant.
A few days ago after the Halloween party, Greg had said some things which really upset both of the X-Sisters. He had been drunk and messy.
Later that day he sent us some handwritten letters apologising. They were sweet, in a Greg sort of way. He was right about one thing in his letter: we are crafty.
We finished making arrangements for our appointment later in the day. We plotted. We planned. That is a story that needs a full post so you can read that soon.
It was maybe not the day off that we all had planned but it was nice and peaceful. We sat there, three escorts and a Greg, enjoying the quiet before the storm.
The Morning After: Breakfast Blowjobs and No Regrets
After the clock struck breakfast time, Lumi and I looked at each other. We didn’t need to speak. We knew the schedule.
It was time to go and wake Kane up.
We both made our way to the boathouse but he was sleeping. He still looked hot. Part of me was worried that he would have reverted back to his old look during the night. Not that the old look was bad, just this one was the panty-dropping kind of hot that makes you want to do bad things.
We took our usual spots on the bed. Lumi took the left side. I took the right and we woke him up in the best way possible. I crawled up his body, my hands sliding over his chest. Lumi went straight for the main event. We pulled down his boxers. His cock sprang free, hard and ready for us. I took the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the ridge. Lumi worked the shaft with her hand, her nails dragging lightly against his skin.
Then we traded places. We took turns. IThe wet sounds of our mouths filled the small boathouse. Kane groaned, his hips bucking off the mattress as we worked him over. We looked at each other across his body, smirking. Sisters in carnage. Sisters in pleasure.
When he finally came, he erupted over both of us. We cleaned him up with our tongues, not wasting a drop.
The daily breakfast blowjobs are always fun to give.
We may have failed at taking our Sex Workers Day Off but at least we had a lot of fun doing it. Maybe next week we’ll manage to take the day off? Probably not.
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