It started when I was a student and deep in debt, I had seen an advert online that caught my eye.
'Open minded servant required for private party, great pay for the right candidate - 2 days employment'.
It was quite an intriguing ad, I considered myself fairly open-minded and great pay was something I needed right then, it was different to all the 'party plan' ads that promised great returns. It had caught my interest enough that I emailed the address with my details and asked for more information. Later that night I got a reply explaining that this was a 'very special party' and they were looking for somebody that could look after their guests in every way. If I thought I was that person I should reply with a photo and more details about myself.
This really had me interested. My imagination was running through lots of scenarios as to what exactly a 'special party' was, but I had a few ideas and really wanted to find out more information.
I have quite an experimental sexual appetite and even if this wasn't for me, I wanted to know more, as the different thoughts in my head were turning me on.
I found some photos I like of myself and sent them off along with just some basic information. I didn't want to give too much away until I knew more.
The next morning I received an email questionnaire which started off quite simple and innocent but then got more and more detailed and involved as it went on, basically, what I liked, how comfortable I was with my sexuality and most notably what I would do for money. After an hour of careful consideration I completed the form, attached more personal details and hit the send button. Emails went back and forth for a few days, with the questions getting more and more personal and more specific details required.
About a week later I received a final email with details of an agreement, what was expected and the money to be paid. I was told to sign this and bring it with me to an address out of town the following Friday.
It was about a 30-minute drive out to the coast, I followed the directions given and ended up at a big modern house overlooking the ocean. I was told to be there Friday at 4pm sharp. With five minutes to spare I parked my car and walked up to the front door. Standing there was a young woman with her back to me. I couldn't see much, but she seemed to have a good figure, dark, short cropped hair and dressed in jeans and a tight black halter neck top. She was quite different to what I expected from the emails I had received. As I got closer she turned to face me, she had petite features was quite stunning and must have been in her early twenties, about the same age as me. It was then that I realised this couldn't have been the woman from our emails. The couple I had been talking to where both mid thirties.
I walked up the final two steps but before I got to introduce myself the door opened. There standing in the doorway were an attractive couple who I guessed to be in their thirties, obviously the couple I had been emailing, Richard and Belinda.
"Hi, I'm Richard, this is Belinda," said the man introducing his wife, "And you two should meet each other, Tammy, this is Ian and Ian this is Tammy." It was obvious this was her first time here as well.
"Please come in, both of you," said Richard, we both stepped inside, "For the weekend and our special dinner party you two are to be our butler and maid." I was quite surprised, I was expecting to be the only 'servant', and didn't realise there would be somebody there with me, but I felt quite relived that I wouldn't be alone in this rather unusual experience.
"You will be expected to serve dinner to our guests, remain quiet and only speak if spoken to." explained Belinda, "You must stay close by at all times and accept any sexual contact that may be initiated or requested."
We were to basically do as we were told and don't ask any questions. I was nodding to all this as it was explained, there wasn't any real surprises this was all in the emails and agreement that they had sent me. Tammy seemed to accept all this the same, so I guess she must had received the same information by email.
The arrangement would be for 48 hours starting now and we would be paid cash on Sunday afternoon. This was of course all within the boundaries that had been agreed previously.
During our email contact and questionnaires I had said I wouldn't participate in anal sex with another man, nor give oral to another man. I figured that I would try almost anything else, but I did want to set limits I was comfortable with. I don't consider myself gay, but certainly mildly bi-curious.
After we both agreed and handed our completed agreements Richard motioned us into their lounge room. I guess this was it. My weekend of selling myself was about to begin.
Richard led us into their lounge, Tammy and I walked in the room together, both looking around, amazed at the uninterrupted view over the ocean and the size of this beautifully furnished room. Belinda followed us in, closed the door and sat down on a large leather sofa. I wasn't sure what to do, whether to stand, sit or how to act; I looked to everybody else for guidance.
Richard sat down next to his wife "Please both of you stand still, put your hands by your sides." They looked very relaxed and comfortable, lazing back, whilst I felt decidedly uncomfortable. I started to wonder if this was a good idea after all and whether I should back out now. I tried to concentrate on my breathing and just slow everything down, my heart was racing and nothing had even happened. I look left towards Tammy and she looked as nervous as me, her arms hanging uncomfortably at her side.
Whilst standing there I took a moment to check out our employers. Belinda was actually very attractive, long dark hair, brown eyes; she had a gorgeous smile and a rather large cleavage showing from the top of her tight shirt. She was obviously a large breasted woman. The rest of her clothes hid her figure, but she looked to be a quite rounded, but definitely well proportioned. Richard had short dark hair, was slim and as far as men went quite attractive. He was dressed casually but still smart, they both actually were well dressed and obviously weren't short of money.
My thoughts were broken as Belinda spoke, "Both of you, remove your shoes and tops." I kicked my shoes off and looked to see Tammy stepping out of hers. She slowly pulled her shirt up exposing her tight stomach and small but firm breasts. I pulled my t-shirt over my head. Now if I wasn't nervous before, I certainly was now. My shirt dropped to the floor by my shoes and I stood again with my hands by my sides. I really hoped that Belinda and Richard liked what they saw; I was feeling very self-conscious of my body.
"OK Tammy," said Belinda "now I would like to see you remove Ian's pants." She stepped towards me, undid my belt and button and let my pants drop to the floor. I realised I might be nervous, but I was certainly turned on. My cock was rock hard and obviously showing through my tight boxers.
Tammy knelt down, and pulled my pants off, over my feet, her head was only inches from my cock and her cheek brushed against it as she stood back up, I'm not sure if it was intentional or not, but it made me even hornier.
"Ian, your turn next," explained Richard "it is your turn to remove Tammy's jeans." I moved towards her and undid them. They were tight and not going to fall so, I knelt down in front of her, grasped hold and slowly eased them over her thighs. She wore a tiny black g string that only just covered her pussy and matched her black bra, which was similarly only just covering her firm tits and hard nipples. Now she was almost nude I could see her body was tight firm and well toned. My nervousness was starting to disappear and just the sight of this gorgeous girl in front of me was making me as hot as hell. I just wanted to bury my face into her pussy and eat her now. I didn't care that there were people in the room and we were being watched.
Belinda and Richard must have been watching my gaze and I'm sure Richard must have been having the same thoughts about Tammy standing provocatively dressed in front of him.
"OK Ian, stand up and come over to me," directed Belinda. I stood in front of her and she ran her hand up my legs and over my thighs. She traced her finger over my cock, still inside my shorts, it twitched involuntary and I closed my eyes, just enjoying the attention. Her hand moved around to my ass and she grabbed hold, digging her nails in, I let out a small yelp, but said nothing. She pulled me around, so I was facing away with my back to her. I felt her hand between my legs, stroking my thighs and fondling my balls.
Richard spoke, "Tammy I want to see you caress yourself, show us how you would entertain our guests." I watched as Tammy's hands moved towards her breasts and she held and squeezed them. Her eyes closed and she slowly rubbed around her bra and pinched her nipples. "Please take your bra off for us Tammy." She moved her hands behind her back and undid the clasp. Her eyes opened and she looked Richard in the eyes as she held the cups and slowly revealed her breasts and gorgeous nipples. They were probably some of the smallest, darkest yet hard nipples I has ever seen, just begging to be sucked.
After just a few minutes of caressing her breasts and rubbing her nipples, she moved her hands down over her belly and towards her g-string and pussy. At first she just ran her fingers lightly over the outside of her underwear and then slipped one hand inside the material. It was very obvious she was rubbing her pussy and clit and didn't seem nervous or shy at all. I think she was just so turned on she didn't care.
Tammy wasn't the only one who was turned on, my cock was harder than ever and judging by the way Belinda was rubbing my balls and squeezing my cock, I guess she was enjoying the show too.
