What does a lady like me do on her days off? Working with Las Vegas escorts, I have gotten very much accustomed to a tight schedule. It’d be the usual sleep ins and running of errands when the sun is still out. Sometimes, I get enough time to cook something nice for myself. I’ll then drive over to the club or perhaps visit a couple of my clientele. Now, a day to myself in a while. I need to keep myself occupied.
Perhaps I shouldn’t really think of it in this way. I’ve been doing this for many years. Over 5 lengthy years. I love it. I love the job. My boss treats me well. And my clients have been great, so far. There are duds, obviously. Some men along with their excuses. I’ve got those as clients and well, these people sure have no idea of the first thing about a woman – and someone that works with London escorts at that! They act all tough and mighty yet after a couple of brief minutes, their weenies will start to wither! Finished! They’re done!
Of course, I get fortunate occasionally with a few men of my dreams. Wow. A number of them are just so mesmerizing. My panties will seem to be taking themselves off! I should not have even taken the initiative to put them on. They’d end up being so wet and useless in such a small amount of time at any rate.
Out of all my clientele so far, Jim is my favourite. Jim is really something. Typically, he’ll meet me at his place. Even though he’s into business, he doesn’t show it whatsoever. Do you get what I mean? He’s cool and not someone full of himself. I love just how he looks in a suit. I simply can’t wait to strip him down naked. Every time we meet in his condo, he’ll have prepared a wine bottle. I mean like, why even bother? I only want to get him nude and get on top of him.
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However I play along. I play coy.|Needless to say, I’ve got to be very discreet. I’ll play along.|Needless to say, I’ll always play along with his teases. We drink his wine and he tells me about his day. As he does this, he would gaze at me… at my eyes, my throat, my tits. Like he is stripping me naked in his head. I would want to say to him to just get to the real thing. The wait can be exasperating yet pleasurable in a funny way. I’ll continue to get wetter as it goes on. By this time, I am already so excited. My hard nipples would expand hard against my dress. My thighs will be wet from the soak in my underwear. The littlest contact would send chills down my spine. The only thing I can think of at that moment is him inside me.
He will take his time, that bastard, lol! I’m confident he knows what he’s doing. He’s been around us London escorts frequently enough to understand what might set us off. He knows about my urges for him.
Typically, I won’t manage to last too long. When I have had enough, I’d grab at his hard-on. (Oh yes, that hard-on is really easy to identify!) I’d personally unzip him and take him in my mouth.I’ll unbuckle I’d take his trousers off of him and start to blow him. While I do that, my fingers will begin to find their way straight down my dress. I feel some relief just touching myself as I blow him.
Mmmmm. It’s getting hot within this room. LOL! I never thought that daydreaming may cause me to become this thrilled!