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The Client Part One
I knew he was looking out through the peephole as I stood demurely,
stilettos sinking into the plush hallway carpet. It was like a mini-
audition, even with clients I have seen before, which was silly,
because obviously they already liked how I looked, but I caught myself
holding my breath. Not that any client, new or otherwise had ever not
opened the door with a big smile on their face and happy pants, but
still. I heard the click of the lock inside being turned and licked my
lower lip, tasting the slick vanilla of my lip-gloss. Not too much lip-
gloss mind you; but just enough to highlight the ruby red of my
lipstick.
The door swung inward and silhouetted him, one of my treasured regular
clients. How are you?" I bubbled and stepped into the hotel room and
hugged him, tipping my head back for a kiss and noticing he'd had a
haircut since I had seen him last. I kissed him, then nuzzled way up to
his ear and whispered, "You've had a haircut, you handsome devil". "Ah
you are a very observant woman..." stepping back he looked me up and
down, his eyes twinkling, "and as gorgeous as ever."
"Still not a wine drinker?" he asked. "No", I said, "You know I have
only one vice..." As we clinked glasses, he chuckled, "and thank God
you've chosen one you share with me so well." I smiled, "And thank God
I've got a good man to practice my vices on you know maybe I've gotten
rusty could be we'll have to practice lots" I sank into a satin-covered
side chair, crossed legs and I ran my hand down the soft ivory skin
from knee to foot, then removed a 4" high heel then uncrossed my legs
and re-crossed them so I could slowly remove the second shoe.
He watched, entranced, and as I rose to stand in front of him. He took
in the black dress with its scooped neckline edged with voluptuous
black fabric roses made of the same elegant material as the dress, and
noted how well it fit, molded softly to my breasts with a hint of
creamy cleavage before flowing smoothly to my waist then out again over
my lusciously rounded hips. I turned around to present him with a
plunging back line as the hem of the dress rippled just above the knees
I whispered, "Unzip me?" He did, and watched as I wiggle out of the
dress, then I step out of it before leaning forward to drape it over
the chair back. As I undulated my hips, giving him a fine view of my
ass, the t-bar of the thong disappearing between the milky-white
cheeks. He knew I did it on purpose, and so did his cock which was
suddenly as attentive as an English Pointer. The birds in question were
apparently somewhere on the ceiling. I turned to face him, my cleavage
attempting to make a break for it, barely contained in a black lace
push-up bra, my legs encased in black stockings...
I unbuttoned his shirt, sliding my hands over his chest and back as I
pulled it off and flung it over his laptop glowing blue on the table.
Undoing his belt and traced his treasure trail with my tongue, and as
he stepped out of the pants around his ankles retracing my tracks
upward, then kissing along his jaw line until his hands were in my hair
and then kissing deeply and frantically we staggered towards the ocean-
liner sized bed. I stripped off my thong between kisses; he shuffled
out of his boxers as he cupped my ass and sprawled on the bed.
I pulled out the K-J jelly and smile devilishly at him, then scooted
down between his thighs, sitting up and warming a glistening dollop on
my hands, then bringing them down to his cock, sliding my slippery
hands up the shaft and around the tip, first up, then down, and then
alternating hands rotating them around his length. Then ducked my head
and he felt the indescribable warmth of having his balls lapped with my
silky tongue. I lapped, and then teased, running my tongue up the seam
of his sack before cupping his balls one at a time with my lips and
gently rolling his balls with my tongue. While licking, I unwrapped a
condom, and rolled it on him with my mouth. He was in heaven.
But not before he felt that pussy on his dick like a velvet chokehold.
He reached down as I wrapped my mouth around him, nice and sloppy
alternating with some serious Dyson-style suction, not afraid to make a
little noise, slurping and looking up at him, my eyes doing the smiling
as my mouth was rather occupied. "C'mere", he grunted, "Ride me". I
rose up on to my knees, and watching him intently slowly dribbled more
K-J jelly onto my fingers then trailed them down my back. I slipped a
finger between the bare lips of my compact little pussy, stuck a finger
inside until I was wet enough to take him. Then leaned forward, stuck
that salty honeyed finger into his mouth while bringing his hand to
mine. I sucked his fingers one at a time, darting the tip the tongue in
the sensitive hollows between them. "Jesus Christ almighty", he
mumbled, eyes closed, then springing open as I pulled my hand from his
mouth and used it to guide the head of his cock just inside me, then
sinking slowly down around him.
When he came, he practically saw stars, and laid on top of me, panting,
shrinking cock nestled in the little 'v' at the top of my ass-crack. He
rolled onto his side and pulled me back against his sweaty belly. I
murmured and nestled into him, and they remained that way for a long
while lost in drowsiness and the primordial comfort of skin against
skin. Eventually I got up and gently pulled off the condom,
disappearing into the bathroom. He heard me humming as water ran, and I
emerged with a fluffy white washcloth, steaming and wet and feeling
grand wrapped around his cock. I gently wiped him off, and he found
himself drifting into a half-sleep, watching me dress and take stock of
my wildly disheveled hair.
He mumbled, something about how he really should get up and be
gentlemanly and see me out, and that as far as I was concerned, him
being rendered semi-comatose by my charms was rather flattering, and I
bent over him to give him a smiling kiss goodbye. "Don't forget your
envelope", he reminded me, as he always had to do, and I picked it up,
he heard the door lock click and then I was gone.
Walking down the corridor I feel the thong between my cheeks and it
reminded me of him penetrating me while I rode him, in the lift I was
alone for a while, then joined by a business lady dressed in a sharp
suit, she looked at me I smiled, she said was I going up or down, I had
been while riding him and paused, she pressed the up button and I was
still in a daze.
Arriving at her floor, she said you could do with a drink, so we went
into her room, I stood there while she poured a drink, and then we sat
on the edge of the bed, noticing the plain brown envelope in my handbag
she started to talk about her busy day at work and could do with some
company to relax and unwind, I try to explain but she put her lips to
mine and silenced me, her hand reaching under my dress and touching my
now bulging member encased in my thong.
Please, she said I want you in me...
To be continued.
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