One summers day back in 2004 I got my first ever company up and running. I was there, I finally made it. By 2005 I earned my first million and was happy with that, but unlucky in love. I never could get a girl to stay with me or they were just into me for all the wrong reasons. I was always horny and don't mean just having a wank and that is it, I am seriously horny all the time. Wanking only did it for me for a while as a teen, the sweet tender of porn would only please me for so long. Then I'd have a stream of girls coming ever so often but I was way too focused on my business that I needed to fuck when I wanted to, to keep me focused. So unfortunately it is true that in the money industry you have a fair few prostitutes, to keep you on edge, but after a few years and after earning my million by 2005 and the forecast was good to possibly even go more to Billionaire in the next 10 years. Prostitutes are there for your pleasure and I started to get a bit turned off by the same questions. "How would you like it?" "Is there something that I can do that'll get you there?" "How do you want to cum?"
Which I'd always ask her.
"How do you want it?"
Which would never go down well as they'd either take their time knowing about my money or just the simple fact that they would then throw this sentence in my face. "I'm here for you honey, what ever you want!"
It was such a turn off I wanted them to know who I was but not take advantage, then at the same time just lay down what they wanted.
OK, OK, ok I know, here is a man just talking about his first world problems, moaning about not getting the right prostitutes, or that I'm just totally useless with girls who are into me. Which I'm not.
I just wanted something real at the time and this is when I started to go down the route I am now.
2005 New Years eve party. I was out at a masquerade ball with a few friends and colleagues. I noticed that one of my friends was always texting. "Hey is that the Boyfriend? where is he anyways?"
She turns to me, shocked. "Boyfriend? Ah no no no. I'm meeting a few friends after this."
She took a moment and then looked at me again. She takes her mask to one side, it makes me spontaneously smile, because she has a dirty look on her face. Everyone who knows me as a friend pretty much knows what I'm like with my women. She is one of my hot friends but I'd never really thought of going all the way with her. She was just a friend who you talk to and that is it, offload everything, all the shit that is happening and all the good stuff too. Then she does the same. "Do you fancy like coming to a party with me"
I start to shake my head, as she know how much I hate parties. She quickly puts a finger on my lips. "It's a sexy party!"
I'm a bit taken back, I never thought she was into those. I was but back ages and I soon got turned off from them when older swingers became the new thing, and all you could just see... Well I don't want to turn you off at this point. "No no no, I've been to too many of those and they just don't do it for me."
She gets closer and grabs my head to whisper into my ear. "Listen I think this would be a great for you. There is an age range, and only a selective number of people going. I hear that Kiera from production management is going."
Fuck Kiera is one of those girls who gets things done, to be honest I'm a little bit scared of her and too right. She is a man eater. On the other hand though she is hot. She is 6ft and I'm 6ft 4inches, brown hair that flows down straight although not that you see it draping over shoulders and back, cute brown eyes and she's always wearing something tight fitting... Man there has been many meetings I'd wish I could just get my cock out and wank over her or even better just grab her slam her onto the boardroom table and just fuck until I make her cum.
"I'm interested."
She looks at me and then starts to text me the address and carries on pulling my ear down to say. "We'll get a taxi there after this but I've sent you the details just incase we split, it starts at 1:30am, make sure you have condoms and well it's going to be a messy but orgasmic night."
The count down begins and my friend seems to disappear into the crowd with a guy.
01 Jan 2006 - 01:45 A little bit late but if it starts at 01:30 then can't be the first one there. I exit the taxi, my friend no where to be seen. A little nervous with anticipation but who's to say that tonight might not get a little bit better.
I walk up to what can only be the most grandest house I have ever seen, I'd not only call it a house but it was verging on a size of a mansion. Already my nervous are going down, although that could be the drink talking.
I press the buzzer on the big black doors. After a few seconds both doors open with two naked people, one guy and one girl, both looking like they have just walked out of a gym commercial. They are fucking hot, and my cock is starting to get a semi on. The girl hands me a glass of champaign and with the other hand starts to unbuckle my belt, "We are expecting you Mr Grey!"