This time of year, darkness came early, but not early enough for me to get some warm up business before Vera turned up in her limo and took me to the hotel. I'd decided to dress in a £3,500 suit I'd bought earlier in the day, but this was nothing to what she met me in the restaurant with. She wore a slinky red dress with matching and rather skimpy lingerie. 104, looking about late sixties, and absolutely stunning.
Despite this, people looked at me strangely for being 22 dating someone 82 years older than me; someone who could easily be my great-great-grandmother in different circumstances. Some must have realised I wasn't here on an actual date with her, and even less must have realised I was an escort for the night; hired attractive male company, by the time she got the bill and we ascended to the room.
She moved for the mini bar, but I had other ideas; giving her exactly what she really wanted, even if securing the rights to her will was actually pretty low on my list of priorities.
In less than a minute, I was naked and hard as I had Vera's dress off, bent her over the bed and revealed her fantastic naked breasts before turning her around, groping and licking them; chewing on the nipples as she groaned.
We kissed like that for a few minutes before she did something that surprised me. Matt, Hannah and Paula had told me not to expect a blowjob except from exceptional clients, or from one of them outside of the job. I hadn't, which was where my surprise came from. Vera suddenly crouched before my hard penis, spitting on it and stroking it with her palm before sucking it. It wasn't a whole blowjob, just two minutes of great oral sex before she stood back up.
I pushed her to the bed, mounting her to kiss her passionately and slide a hand down her panties to fondle her pussy as our tongues wrapped around each other's.
No sooner had I felt the first bit of moisture escape from inside her cunt and wet my finger that was inside her, I stopped kissing her, asked if she was sure and soon was knelt between her legs peeling her knickers off and then pressing my hard knob to her wet century-old twat.
An hour later, a terrific 60 minutes of lovemaking culminated in Vera having a third orgasm and me spunking hot fertile cum inside her as I had a handful of her right tit and a mouthful of her tongue.
Condoms are expensive, and no matter if they are ribbed or not, they will take away some of the sensation of sex. But at no point, despite the fact unprotected sex between a guy with a big dick and a woman with a tight pussy is absolutely earth-shatteringly awesome, should you actually do it with someone you're not going to spend the rest of your life with after you've both been tested and you're trying for kids.
Not that I regretted it at all; I liked it, I knew it was cool, and as this was Vera's last night, I decided to do it three more times, plus a protected anal and two pussy lickings before we slept.
I awoke, although only just, at half three to see Vera sat at a desk writing. My eyes shut again three seconds afterwards, and that was it until seven o'clock. I couldn't hear her breathe next to me, although her body was there, and instinctively I switched the bedside lamp on.
I softly called her name, then did so again, then again louder, but no reply. I checked for a pulse, but there was none. She'd told me last night I'd made her very happy by meeting her, and at least I knew she'd gone happy.
I picked up the phone and dialled for an ambulance, explaining the situation. I stuck around until they took her away in a body bag and sat on the bed reading the letter she'd been writing for me during the night.
Dear Grant, at 3pm, you have an appointment with my solicitor Richard Brown at Brown, Brown and McGowan just off Regent Street (full address on reverse) for a private will reading. I won't spoil the surprise, but suffice it to say you deserve everything you get. Thank you for sending me to my husband happy, hope not to see you again for another 82 years. Vera xxx.
What was the surprise?
Well, let's just say the word 'surprise' doesn't even cover it. This woman had spent the last eighty years of her life creating a pretty impressive, if far from vast, wealth.
She owned the Presidential Suite I'd just spent the last few nights in with her because the entire hotel was hers. Also hers were two cars -- the limo and an old Ferrari -- a rundown home ten minutes from where I lived, and a solid cash fund of three point eight million pounds.
Stunned, I left with now over four million pounds in my account and tons of paperwork to look through. I was in my room looking through it when Will walked through the open door.
"A will reading?" he said immediately.
"I know, dude, I couldn't believe it either, when she first told me I thought she was joking. Then she told me about her family; shit dude, you should see what she owns. Two cars, the hotel we were staying in, some house ten minutes from here, plus almost four mil hard cash."
Will sat down on the bed. "All to you?"
"Yeah, all to me."
"A hotel?"
"Yeah, a big one too. There was a recent valuation..." I paused to look for the relevant page of documentation, "... twenty-three million."
"Gonna sell it?"
"Nah. That seems... ungrateful to Vera."
"Then what?"
"I'll keep it. It's something else to fall back on. Plus, of course, the house."
"Property development?"
"Yeah. It's something I've wanted to do for a while. I'm doing something that creates funds, I can do my own bookkeeping, and... yeah, it kinda fits."
Will pondered long and hard as I returned to where I had been reading about a recent valuation of the old Ferrari. It was a hardly ever used Ferrari GTO built in 1963, when Vera was sixty and my parents were still children, valued by Sotheby's at three hundred thousand pound. In mint condition, I promised myself I'd drive it soon. "It's elegant, isn't it?" he said.
"Sorry?"
"It's elegant. Fate, I mean; so elegant sometimes. One thing happens, and more things happen that connect with it. You're a bookkeeper, you become a gigolo, and now you have two businesses to run."
"True. It's Tuesday, fancy Walthamstow for the dogs tonight?"
