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Spending my Wednesday evening with my favourite Stratford escort Stacy Adams made me unable to think of anything else.

I fumbled around for a few seconds until I finally found the bra hooks, but unclasping them took just as much time as locating them, probably even longer.

I had never been so close to a girl as sensual as Natasha, but now, I would have this raunchy Stratford escort all to myself for sixty whole minutes. I would get to enjoy her company, and her undivided attention would be on me the whole time.

It was early in the morning when I got an email from a man named Connor, a business executive who was coming to London for a few days and wanted a Busty escorts on his arm.

For this, I do not need a name... I am whatever you want—whoever you want; stranger on the street, friend, co-worker, partner, celebrity. I am who you need me to be.

Things were already heated. Bras and panties were flying all over the place. Jessie got wet as I ground against her seductively. My cock was already firm and ready for action. I allowed my cock to cradle in the crease of her pussy before entering her slowly.

As a dominatrix escort I take full control from the beginning of our session. As soon as we walked out onto the deck the night’s cool breeze hit our faces. Our host was close behind and I heard him close the sliding doors. There was a medium sized pool with a few chairs on the deck. Little waves rippled in the pool as the breeze blew over it.

I walked out of the elevator and I walked straight pass his secretary. I smile and nod and she nods back. Mr. Edwards was a regular of mine. We would usually meet at a hotel but on rare occasions such as these we meet at his office.

I have always been a sucker for Valentine’s Day. I would be the husband walking around with the huge teddy bear, the bouquet of flowers and the chocolates on Valentine’s Day day.

This year I decided to take a vacation. Now many people decide on their vacation location based on hotel rates, sites in the city or even the food that is served. I picked my vacation location based on the escorts that were there.

As I prepared to meet him I could feel the butterflies swarming in my stomach. I swore as my stockings tore and I pulled them off angrily. Breathe baby girl breath. I inhaled deeply and let it out slowly trying to pull myself together.

This was my first time. I was nervous. I was scared. I wondered if I had made a mistake. But the money was good and I had flexible hours and these bills weren’t going to pay themselves.

She climbed onto my lap moving her petit waist rubbing her ass on my semi erect cock. As she danced my eyes looked at her closely, at her every move.

I love my wife I really do. I would do anything for me wife but a man has needs doesn’t he? Isn’t a wife supposed to take care of her man? We both worked extremely long hours and it seemed as though we were never in the same room together unless we were asleep.

Dinner at my family’s house turned out better than expected Jessica aka my escort for the night aka my girlfriend, did a great job at winning over my family.

Many people think that escorts are only for men but that’s not the case. Women enjoy having their fantasies played out just as much as men or even more. This is where we, the escorts, come into play.

As usual we arrive on time. We fluffed each other’s hair and adjusted clothing to make sure that we were perfect before we knocked on the hotel door. We escorts take good care of each other just as we take good care of our clients.

Twenty five and a virgin was not working for me. I had been to the almost there but realizing that it wouldn’t work out. I am very traditional but my hormones were getting the better of me. I needed a release and I needed it soon.

I walked through the rain so no one would see my tears. I tossed the roses that I had in my hand into a nearby bin. I folded my hands across my breasts hoping that it would keep my heart from falling out my chest.

As I stepped into the restaurant I gave them the names of the persons I was to meet. I followed the gentleman to a very secluded table at the corner of the restaurant. My clients were already there and I smiled as I approached them. The gentleman left and we were alone.

The company that I work for usually sends me on business trips every three to four months. While I enjoy the pay and it’s all the other perks that come with it sometimes at night it gets a bit lonely.