Jake sat in the living room of his Vista, CA apartment. His mind was going over ways that he could make a living without working a typical 8 to 5 job. Jake was a surfer and he wanted to be able to head for the ocean any time that he heard that the surf was up. He had tried sales but he wasn't very good at it and made very little money. After days of thinking he decided what he was going to try next. He carefully worded an ad to put on Craig's List and on one adult dating website that had a check box that said yes or no about whether you were an escort so he knew that they did not object to his kind of ad. He had to word it carefully so people should understand what he was saying but the authorities would not think that they had to react to it. He finally came up with:
"20-year-old male escort. Blond hair and blue eyes. Athletic 6'1" and 175# firm body. Fun to be with and a good dancer and good kisser. well built and long lasting. I enjoy spending time with financially secure older women. E-mail me and let's see if we would like to spend some time together. Local or I can travel if you make the arrangements. surfstud@abcd.efg."
Jake placed the ads and waited to see what would happen. It only took a couple of days before he got his first reply. It was from a woman in her mid-forties who lived in an oceanfront home in La Jolla, just down the beach from one of the spots where Jake liked to surf.
"Hello Surfstud. I saw your ad on-line and would be interested in having you be my date to a party that I have been invited to out on Catalina Island. It would be overnight. Interested? I am a 44-year-old woman with an oceanfront home in La Jolla. I'm still in good shape. I think you will be pleased. I can be very generous with my time and my affection and more. I'll look forward to hearing from you. Will you please send me a picture? Monica."
"Hi Monica. It is great to hear from you and I am very interested in spending some time with you. Here is my cell phone number. Give me a call and let's talk about it. Here is my picture. Jake. 555-555-1234." Jake sent a picture of him in his speedo swimsuit standing on the beach with his surfboard.
"Hi Jake, I really like your picture. I watch the surfers down on the beach and I have seen you down there. I admired you when I first saw you on the beach. Here is my picture. I'll call you tomorrow about 3pm unless you write back and tell me not to. The party is in four days, next Friday night. We would go on Friday and come back on Saturday. Monica"
Jake looked at her picture. It was she in a low cut red formal dress, all fixed up like she was going to a party. Monica had a pretty nice figure and an attractive face. She had a big rack but Jake could see that her breasts did sag quite a bit. You could tell that she took good care of herself. Jake was sure that she was well off as all of those houses were worth at least a million dollars or more.
Jake had never dated an older woman but he was looking forward to doing this and he was sure that he could make her happy. He was pretty sure that if this happened, she would be looking for sex. Jake's nine-inch cock was always up for the job. He had never had any complaints and he dated frequently. He loved both giving and receiving oral sex and he was good for at least three good fucks a night.
Promptly at three, Jake's phone rang. Jake answered, "Hello."
"Jake?"
"Yes."
"This is Monica. I'm calling to see if you decided that you want to go to the party on Catalina with me. It is a bunch of my old classmates and I would love to have them see me being escorted by a handsome young stud. My ex will be there too and he is living with some young slut now. I want to show him that he's not the only one doing well with the opposite sex."
Jake replied, "Tell me the details."
"The party is at the casino and I have reserved a suite at one of the hotels. We'll take the ferry over from Dana Point. Where do you live?"
"I live in Vista."
"You could plan to meet me at the Oceanside Harbor."
"It sounds like it might be fun, Monica. What would you expect of me?"
"Well Jake, Enjoy the party with me and let everyone know that you're my boyfriend if they are interested. Then we will spend the night in our suite and if we are enjoying ourselves, you can fuck the shit out of me as much as you want. From your ad, I think you might be wanting more from me. What else would you want?"
"Sounds good to me. You would pay all the expenses and I would like $300 for myself."
"That sounds good to me, Jake. It's a date. I'll be driving a red Mercedes SLK. I'll pick you up by the first restaurant in the harbor at eleven on Friday morning. It's formal but not Tuxes so just bring a nice suit."
"Done. Call or e-mail me if anything comes up in the mean time or if you just want to talk."
"OK, Jake. See you then. Bye."
Jake hung up and thought how smoothly that went. Was he really going to get paid for doing what he liked most anyway? He probably would have gone for free if he had met her in a different way. She was older but attractive and he thought it should still be enjoyable. The next few days passed slowly. Thursday morning there was an e-mail waiting for Jake when he got up. "Hi Jake. Everything is still on schedule. Are you ready to meet me tomorrow? I'm really looking forward to it. I'm especially looking forward to our time after the party. Monica." She attached a photo of her in a fairly small two-piece swimsuit.
"Not bad," Jake thought." He e-mailed her back and said that he was looking forward to it.
Friday morning Jake was waiting for Monica. He was dressed in tight shorts and an even tighter tee shirt that showed off his muscles. He had a small suitcase with his suit for the party, a change of underwear and a swimsuit in case there was a hot tub or they went to the beach. He had thought about stopping at the drug store to buy some condoms but decided that if she wanted to use them, she would have to bring them. He had no desire to use them. Monica pulled up in her red SLK wearing a red sundress.
"You really like red."
"Hop in stud." Jake got in and Monica leaned over and gave him a kiss. Her tongue was the first to enter the other's mouth. Monica reached over and gave Jake's package a squeeze. "Nice." was all she said. They left to catch the ferry. On the ride up they made mostly small talk but Monica also handed Jake an envelope. "This is for you."
He knew it was his three hundred dollars. He tucked it in his pants pocket without opening it. "Thanks."
On the ferry ride over to the island, they spent a lot of time standing at the rail. Jake stood behind her with his hands around her on the rail and pressed his cock against her ass. Monica wiggled her ass back against him. They could see people looking at them but neither of them cared. Jake asked Monica how she liked to be treated and she told him, "Romantically but firmly." They got to the island at three. The hotel was walking distance from the ferry landing but they decided to rent a golf cart, which is the primary way people get around the town area on the island. On the way she asked him if he wanted her to give him the money so it did not look like she was paying.