I hadn't been home and hour when the phone rang. It was Crystal Croker from Discreet Gentlemen Escorts. "Recovered have you?" she said.
I laughed knowing that I had left them thoroughly shagged an hour ago. "Quite, thank you. Do you have something for me?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. Jaqueline Westhaven would like to be squired to a company dinner at the Hilton. Can she meet you in reception at 7pm?"
"Fine. How will I recognise her?"
"She'll be wearing a spray of orchids and a black evening gown. She's a redhead."
She was. She was also tall, chic and very classy with a very interesting figure. The orchids were nestled in the crevice of a pair of A grade breasts. The slinky evening dress emphasized the curves of her narrow waist and flaring hips.
"Allen?"
"Jaqueline. Very pleased to meet you. You look fabulous."
Pleasantries over, we went into the company dinner. Turned out she was a senior executive in charge of marketing a range of products I was familiar with and we discussed those and many other subjects. She was well read, well travelled and very confident and she looked a lot younger than her 42 years. Jaqueline had never married but was wed to the company. A few of the male guests came over to hit on her and apart from being routinely charming to all of them, refused offers to dance or to move to other tables. She was getting some glares from wives but was clearly used to that.
"They keep trying and I keep saying no," she said to me. "They would have no respect for me as a senior executive if I fucked any of them. They are like little boys. Fuck one, tell all. I keep my private life separate, but it always intrigues them when I turn up with somebody new to one of these dos. They think the escorts I have cover up for the fact that I'm actually a lesbian. Then again, most men who get knocked back will use that to cover their own deficiencies. Let's dance."
We danced a couple of slow dances with her arms locked around my neck and my hands on her hips. She bumped against my bulge a couple of times and it took some willpower to keep my cock from erecting while she rubbed her gorgeous figure against me. After a suitable time we left in her BMW which she drove like and expert. I had expected to be dropped off but she pulled up outside a townhouse and invited me in for coffee.
"I don't normally do this, but you are a refreshing change from most of the escorts I've used before. You actually have a brain and you don't come across as the answer to every woman's dream."
I smiled at her, and she smiled back and it took years off her face. Jaqueline had maintained a sober business like expression throughout the evening, probably because of the males she was keeping at bay. I had seen a number of the men positively drooling as we swayed around the dance floor, the envy clear in their wolfish eyes.
We duly had coffee then she invited me to bed. She kissed me thoroughly and watched as I undressed and laid back on the bed. She knelt down and drew my semi hard prick into her mouth and licked and sucked until I was rigid. Reaching over to a porcelain container next to the bed, she pulled out a condom and threw it at me. I rolled it on and watched as she performed a minor strip tease, revealing an absolutely exquisite body. Collar and cuffs. Her minge was a deeper red than her hair with an almost indefinable slit. Her excitement was evident in the glint of moisture at the top of her thighs. Her largish but beautifully shaped breasts had no hint of sag and no sign of augmentation. Very yummy indeed. She slung her long lissome legs over my hips and made to slip my cock into her body.
I stopped her. "I like to eat before I fuck." I pulled her up and slid down until confronted with her hairy purse. Only the outer lips were evident. I pulled them apart with my thumbs and ran my tongue up the inner lips tasting the tang of her arousal. There was hardly any bump where her clitoris should be but I massaged the area and sucked until I heard her gasp and whimper. A tiny seed like pearl hardened under my ministrations and I worried it feeling her squirm and shake. Reaching up, I pinched and massaged her small conical nipples feeling them harden and throb. Suddenly, her thighs tightened on my head and I felt a small spurt of hot juice scald my tongue. It was thick and creamy and I thrust my tongue into her cunt searching for more.
"No more," she gasped. I threw her over onto her back. "I like to be on top," Jaqueline demanded.
"Not tonight, Jaqueline. Tonight you can forget about being in charge for once. I want to give you endless orgasms." I spread her thighs and rammed my cock straight up her very tight but creamy cunt. I pulled her ankles up to my shoulders and started fucking her while massaging and palpating her glorious breasts in time with my thrusts. She came and my cock wore a ring of creamy excrescence. Her joy juice wasn't copious but it was thick. I flipped her over onto her knees, pulled her shapely arse up and plunged back in. Reaching under, I massaged her tiny clit and pulled on her elongated milk buds. Rising up, I changed the angle pushing my helmet against her frontal cuntal and sure enough, she went off again, almost cutting my dick in two as she spasmed helplessly. I pulled on her long red hair has I rode her hard and managed to time my orgasm with another of hers.
We slumped down panting and gasping. "So good, so good, the best, the very best. What a lover you are, Allen," she whimpered. "I've never cum so hard or so often. Let me rest, then can we do it again?" she whispered looking back at me with liquid eyes.
