This is a tale that came about due to being pimped out to have sex with celebrities.
These celebrities either had partners or were single, and no one was ever getting any sex.
My job, if I accepted, was to work my magic. It's a tough life, but someone must do it!
Susanna Reid -- Early Rise
My phone rang, a number not known. I picked up, "Hi, how can I help you?"
The caller spoke, "I've got a job for you. Sex on Friday?"
I spoke, "Great, tell me more?"
The caller, "It's a well-known celebrity, who is getting fed up with her partner being away. She's free Friday morning and your order are to satisfy her!"
I spoke, "What's the plan? Who is it?"
The caller, "She's an early riser, so you need to catch her early. If you're not interested, I can tell Susanna no."
I replied, "Susanna, Susanna who?"
The caller, "The one you probably get hard about most mornings for the last 20 years!"
I replied, "Susanna Reid. Susanna Reid, you are pimping me out too!"
The caller, "She likes big boys and won't want her man to find out. I will message her your address. You must be there at 7am."
Call ended.
"Ping", the phone went shortly after the call had ended. Address details received and a quick google of Susanna took place to remind me of what I had to look forward to.
It's amazing how many pictures there are of Susanna online. Many of her simply looking stunning in her business breakfast suits (not her birthday suit) for TV, but also many fakes pictures.
Over the years, I'd often flicked on Breakfast TV pre-shower, just so I could go and have a play with myself in the shower thinking of her!
Susanna was the go-to morning TV host, but it was annoying when she switched sides. More adverts meant less time on screen. Plus, more time behind a desk happened now. For the past few years, you just wanted to imagine her wearing nothing under that desk and fucking her on it or over it. She gave me pleasure, that was for sure.
My alarm had been set for Friday and I got an early night.
After getting up earlier than even I planned, it was no surprise to arrive 15 mins early. I didn't want neighbours in the street to be too suspicious of me wandering around and looking dodgy, therefore I thought I better just knock.
I stepped up the 3 steps to Susanna's front door and rang the bell. I then waited a couple of minutes, but there was no answer.
I didn't want to hassle her, but I then decided to knock with my hand. I could hear someone coming to the door.
Susanna opened the door with wet hair and learnt through that gap you tend to get when you're disturbing people. Her look, despite no TV make-up, was still very good. Great eyes and friendly smile.
Susanna spoke, "You must be the man I order! You're early, I'm not ready, but you better come in."
As I went through the door; it became apparent I was early. Susanna was there in her white dressing gown. One of those thick ones which you would normally have in winter.
I said, "I'm sorry if I caught you early, but I knew you were a morning person. I didn't want to be lurking around your area too long, so I thought it would be OK to knock."
I added, "If you need to do anything, I can make myself at home if you want."
Susanna said, "Make yourself at home hey. You are a confident chap. I can tell you now, I was not going to get dressed up for meeting you. This was a reason I asked for you first thing. But I wasn't expecting you to catch me when I'm halfway through my shower".
I spoke, "You look good to me. How do you want this to work?"
I had gone to Susanna's with zero knowledge of what she might want from me. I knew the obvious, but I just don't know this person.
Susanna spoke, "To be blunt, I love men who will look after me, show me a good time and treat me right".
She added, "The hours I work stop me from meeting people in the evening. My current partner will be an ex-partner soon, he just doesn't satisfy me, like I need to be satisfied".
Susanna continued, "Look, it's early, would you like a coffee, and we go and have a sit-down. I wasn't surprised by her warm friendly nature and my mind had started to think what's under that dressing gown. This could be great fun.
We wandered into the kitchen, and we went there the pleasantries of how I took my coffee. I stopped myself asking how she takes it!!!
Susanna spoke, "Let's take a seat in the conservatory, you can tell me a little about yourself. We're not putting Breakfast TV on though. I hate it". She laughed and showed a good sense of humour.
I choose to sit on the sofa, whilst to my surprise Susanna decided to sit in the chair next to me. I thought she might be another sex starved celebrity who couldn't wait. Anyway, I was happy to wait.
We spoke for the next 20 minutes about all sorts, until the conversation turned to why I was there.
I spoke, "Let me tell you Susanna, I've watched you on the TV for years and I don't mind telling you, you turn me on. I fancied you when you were younger, but you turn me on even more now. I'm not sure if it's the tighter dresses you seem to now wear, or the way you look at me through the TV each day!"
Susanna responded, "That's great to hear. I never think I'm a sex symbol, but I know at parties people tell me what boys are doing when they watch me, and things they do online."
I spoke, "I think you looking great in what you're wearing. I know it isn't what you were planning to wear, but I am thinking you may be in a rush and don't have long?"
Susanna replied, "Thank you, I've got all morning. There's no rush. But shall I go and put on what I was going to wear?"
I spoke, "Up to you, or you could just tell me, and we can undress you mentally. Fancy that?"
Susanna spoke, "Mmm, that sounds interesting. Well, I was going to put on my best underwear and throw a dress over it. My hair would have been tidier."
I spoke, "OK, you look lovely in that outfit, but let me take you out of it. Come closer."
When I said come closer, I didn't expect Susanna to stand up and come and sit next to, me but I was pleased she did.
I spoke, "I'm going to kiss you first. I've been dreaming about kissing you every morning for a long time!"
Susanna leaned in, but I stopped her.
