I was away at a week long business conference with my boss Andy. While I was officially there to act as his personal assistant, I was mostly there so he could fuck me whenever he wanted. In between bouts of our frequent lovemaking, he was attending talks and meeting with potential new clients.
I was naked sprawled out on his bed, watching him dress after he had just fucked me. I lazily ran my hand over my mound, feeling his cum dripping out of me. Andy finished straightening his tie and turned to face me.
"I have a new potential client coming in tonight. Unfortunately, I'm double booked so I need you to meet with him instead." He explained to me.
I had sat in meetings with clients before but I had never been asked to try and secure a new potential client. I was nervous but I found the idea to be exciting.
"You'll meet him in his room for a formal chat and drinks at Eight. I'm sure you will not have any problems securing this new account for us." He continued to explain to me.
"I'm sure I can convince him," I replied.
Andy came over to me and gave me a deep kiss before heading off to his next meeting. It was only Five so I had a few hours to kill before I would be meeting Andy's new client. I showered in Andy's bathroom before going back to my own room. The hotel had a nice gym so I decided to work out for a few hours before the evening.
A few hours later I was back in my room getting ready for the evening meeting. I showered, put on makeup and picked out a black dress with a slightly plunging neckline. I wanted to look professional but sexy. I gathered up my work things and put them in my handbag. Andy had texted me the client's room number who was a few floors above me. I had butterflies in my stomach as I left my room. I went up in the lift and wandered down the hotel corridor until I found his room.
I knocked on the door and it was quickly opened. I was greeted by a man in his early twenties wearing a Gray shirt and trousers. He was fairly slim and had wavy light brown hair with a matching goatee and moustache.
"Hi, I'm Riley," I said warmly offering him my hand.
He shook it happily. "I'm Oscar." He greeted me with a peck on each cheek. From his accent, I thought he sounded Belgian.
He invited me into his room and offered me a glass of champagne. We clinked our glasses together.
"To our potential business partnership." I toasted.
"Yes. I hope we can secure a wonderful partnership." He replied. "Andy said you were very beautiful but you look even better than I imagined."
I blushed. I liked the compliment but thought it a little strange he would say such a thing.
He took a sip from the champagne. "Your outfit is in the bathroom." He told me.
I tried as best I could to suppress my confusion. I was curious as to what he meant.
"My outfit?" I asked him
"Yes, I selected it personally. I hope you like it." He answered, thankfully not picking up on why I was asking him.
"I hope I like it as well," I replied.
I had to satisfy my curiosity. I excused myself and headed over to the bathroom. Sitting on the counter was a black plastic bag and a white envelope. I quickly picked up the bag and opened it and saw a set of black lingerie inside. I put it back down on the counter and inspected the envelope. Inside were several bank notes. I took them out and counted them, noticing there was a thousand pounds in twenties.
The realisation of what was happening quickly dawned on me. Andy had sold me to Oscar as a prostitute. The thought of it turned me on incredibly being used purely for sex. I could feel myself starting to get wet as I stood there holding this envelope full of cash. If he wanted me to secure this client for him I was going to do so. I put the envelope in my handbag and put it down on the counter. I picked the plastic bag back up and emptied it out. Inside was a matching pair of lace black bra and tiny thong panties. Completed with a garter belt and stockings.
I stripped naked and got dressed in the outfit Oscar had chosen for me. As it fit perfectly I suspected Andy had a hand in selecting it. I slipped my heels back on and made sure the thong was pulled really tight into my arse. I took a deep breath and stepped back out of the bathroom. Oscar was sat on the bed waiting for me. I walked over to him, standing over him so he could admire my body in the outfit he had chosen for me.