I made my way through the hotel lobby to the elevator and headed inside before pushing the button. It had a way to go since the destination was at the top. I leaned back and took a breath.
I wasn't sure why exactly but I felt a little more nervous than normal. Meeting a new client was always an experience. This one hadn't even left to many notes about their preferences. People varied in this line of work, they were all different and all had a variety of tastes.
I could cater to most, I was open minded enough to work with people's fantasies and desires, and at times I was merely just a presence for some people. A comforting voice some company for dinner, sometimes I literally just got paid to stay with someone. It wasn't always sex.
But I liked sex, I had a strong sex drive and it was an outlet for it. I worked hard to look after myself. Not that I was a sculpted muscled form, I didn't have the biggest cock, or the most powerful body. What I liked to think I was, was flexible, adaptable, able to adjust to suit whatever my client wanted a reassuring personality and an ability to suit the mood.
Maybe this was why tonight I was a little nervous. I didn't have much information to go by. But maybe we'd find out as we went along. I watched the elevator head higher and higher until finally it reached the floor I needed. Then I stepped out and started walking.
It didn't take long, up here the rooms were large and few in number big on space. It didn't take much to find where I needed to be.
I knocked on the door and then took a step back to await my client. It didn't take more than a few seconds and then the door opened and I saw a glimpse of a face and the soft murmur of a voice.
"Matt?" I heard it call and smiled hopefully in a way that was bright and reassuring and not as nervous as I suddenly felt.
"Heh yeah, that's me. Olivia right?" I replied remembering the name on the booking.
"Yes, just give me a second." I heard the door close the sound of the chain being opened a soft rattle and then the handle as it was pulled down and opened up and I got a better glimpse of the figure awaiting me.
Now I wasn't up to date on all my celebrities. I tended to keep of social media for a number of reasons. But even so I knew who this was. Open mouthed I stared, it wasn't Olivia........not in the slightest. I couldn't possibly comprehend what I was looking at.
Instead looking directly back at me her lips turned into just the hint of a smile was Taylor Swift. Several questions went through my mind then. I didn't manage to say anything other than wait as she stepped back.
"Come in, come in."
With some clients those first moments could be the start of the evenings fun, a steamy kiss as we tugged at clothes, a gentle tease as we began to explore. The mad dash for the bedroom when someone had pure sex on their mind. With Taylor Swift.......I had no idea what she had in mind.
Instead I followed her in listening as she closed the door and stood there a little way inside just casting my gaze across the suite. It was every bit as big as I'd imagined it could be. Well furnished and comfortable, a gorgeous view of the city. None of which compared to the singer herself and I was being paid for this.
I turned towards her and smiled a little as she moved around to face me. It was always an interesting time those first few awkward moments with a client. It wasn't always so, sometimes they knew exactly what they wanted and we skipped the formalities. It didn't take me more than a look to see it wasn't exactly the case with Taylor.
Her cheeks were flushed with colour. Nerves, excitement to, she looked flustered and cute. "Soooooo why don't we take a seat and talk a little unless you'd rather do something else?" I murmured softly.
She puffed out her cheeks and then smiled again. "Yes lets take a seat get comfortable. Did you want a drink?" She questioned lightly.
"Yeah that would be great."
"Any preference?" She checked looking at me.
"Whatever you like." I replied.
I watched as she ducked down to a small mini bar and took out a bottle of wine and set it on the counter above before taking two wine glasses and bringing them with the bottle and moving back around towards me. I headed across and then sat myself down comfortably on one of the big sofa's.
Curious I watched as she came closer a moment's hesitation no doubt as she considered where exactly to sit, with me or on a separate chair. She sat down with me on the sofa although she left some distance between us.
It was fine I could feel the nervous tension almost radiating of her as she sat down placing the bottle and the glasses down on a small table in front of us.
"Why don't I give you a hand." I murmured softly taking the bottle and the opener she had brought as well and set about opening the bottle for us both. As it popped open I set the opener down and moved a little closer giving her room still but enough for me to reach the glasses and fill them up.
Carefully I poured a measure into first one and then the second glass before setting the bottle down alongside them ready to use again if we wanted a refill at any point. Then I turned my attention back to Taylor watching as her eyes flicked back to meet mine.
It seemed a ridiculous thing at that point but she really was pretty. Her eyes shone, her hair framed her face she wasn't even wearing much in the way of makeup apart from a touch here and there and her lipstick. It didn't matter this close to her it was apparent how much of a beauty she was.
Which was partly what made this situation more intriguing. What exactly was someone like her looking for in an escort? I had a few ideas there had been certain things done in advance of course but even so it didn't mean much people were all different and all had different wishes.
