Grace worked hard as a senior nurse, a Ward Sister on the male orthopaedic ward of a large London teaching hospital, St Thomas's or Tommys as it was generally known. She had trained there and worked her way up to a senior position at a young age, she was 28. She was well respected, had high standards, but was pleasant to everyone around her, unless of course you didn't meet her standards, then watch out.
Grace lived in a subsidised flat for nurses near the hospital, which was small but comfortable and had everything she needed. Staff had extra pay, London weighting, for working in the city, but that hardly met the extra costs of London life. She lived comfortably and had enough for nights out with friends, if she was careful. She nearly always had a boyfriend and a queue of other applicants. Grace was stunning, a natural blond, quite tall with great legs and firm ass. Her crowning glory, apart from her hair, was definitely her tits, which were large, but not too much, firm and pert. As she walked round her domain in a regulation dark blue sister's uniform, she was followed by hungry eyes and knew it of course. She liked to maintain patient morale, the uniform was a little too short and tight and she made a point of bending forward when she spoke to patients, to show a glimpse of delightful cleavage.
Grace could have been married, she'd had offers, so many, but enjoyed the single, independent life. No man was going to be cooked for or have his socks washed by her. She needed a man for one thing, to take her out to dinner, clubs, the theatre or ballet, then take her back to his place for long, hard, sex. There were plenty of willing volunteers, but she was fussy, they had to be very good at keeping her satisfied, not too much to ask really. Her current beau was typical, tall strong and good at wining, dining and sex. He looked like he should be in prison, perhaps he had been, but she didn't ask or care what he did for a living.
The real problem was holidays. She wanted, had to have, at least 2 weeks on a beach, in a nice hotel, with good food, preferably all inclusive. That was expensive, so she usually got 2 weeks in a cheap hotel in Spain, no class or luxury.
One night she was discussing her difficulty with a girlfriend in a hotel cocktail bar. Like her she was late 20's and very attractive. They usually only had to buy one drink. Some businessman invariably came over to their table to buy the next. Always perfect gentlemen, who just wanted a chat with attractive company. Whilst they were still alone, they were talking.
" Yes, I know Grace, I'm always in the same position, good holidays are so expensive these days." Belinda looked round and started to whisper.
"Strictly entre nous girlfriend, I do have a suggestion, I'm not sure you'll like it, but we are both broad minded and enjoy, well enjoy men."
"For goodness sake tell me, we have very similar tastes and needs, shall we say?"
"Well, there is a travel agent in the city, that helps high end Caribbean hotels find company for some of their guests." Belinda put her hand to her mouth, giggled and checked again they weren't being overheard.
"The deal I believe is, two weeks free holiday in usually St Lucia, all inclusive with alcohol. For the first week you would be available to entertain male or female guests, at the management's request. The second week you are free to enjoy the sun, undisturbed. At least I think that's the deal, I wouldn't know of course."
"No of course not Belinda, can you write down the details?"
The girl did and passed them to Grace saying.
"Ask for Jenny and say Belinda suggested you call."
Just then, two men came to their table, pointing to the empty glasses. The rest of the evening was spent in pleasant conversation and too many Margaritas.
Never one to pass up a possible opportunity, Grace phoned next day and arranged an appointment. A few days later she found the small travel agent in an upmarket part of Knightsbridge and was shown into the manager's back office.
Jenny rose to greet her, "Coffee sweetheart?"
Grace thanked her and took the proffered seat.
"Well you are the pretty one, just the sort of girl we are looking for."
"And just what are you looking for Jenny?" Grace asked.
"Well, rather like you, attractive, confident pretty, good figure of course, charming, amusing company. I should say, that's what our client hotels want and we pride ourselves on always finding what they want. A lot to ask I know.
But let's outline what this programme offers you. A free 2 week holiday, possibly longer if you want, but most of our girls have full time jobs. That's all inclusive in a luxury, 4* minimum beachside hotel, including a range of drinks, cocktails. It also includes activities, no not those activities. I mean snorkelling, paragliding etc" She had noticed Grace grinning.
" In return, the first week you are available for clients referred by the manager. There is no payment, the hotel gets that, but you can expect good tips. That will include the full range of sex activities, vaginal, anal, oral, you know. This is usually one to one, but can be a menage a trois, or quatre. Sometimes with couples, the tip will be higher. Cash of course, no need to trouble the tax man. Doing your own business on the side is strictly a no no. You can not refuse reasonable requests or numbers of meetings. That's usually two a day, occasionally three. In the second week, your time is your own and all sporting activity is included, as I said. You might be asked to help out in the second week, for full pay, but can refuse of course. I recommend you use the time to enjoy yourself.
If things go well and I'm sure they will, you can repeat in future years. Any questions?"
"Yes, do you have any idea where I might go.?"
"Last two weeks in July your looking for, yes? Well we have a nice quiet hotel in St Lucia then. It's been very popular with our girls."
"OK sign me up, I'm in." Grace quickly responded.
"Sure you don't want to think about it. We don't want you agreeing then pulling out, very disruptive."
"No, absolutely not, sounds ideal to me. Just one thing, can I speak to a girl whose been there, get some tips, feedback, you know."
"Absolutely, ring this number, no names, just say Jenny suggested you call. Only once please." She handed Grace a number on a piece of paper. "this girl has agreed to be called, but we don't want her pestered."
"Just one more thing, can you strip down to your underwear, I'll send a photo to the hotel manager, for his approval, OK?"
Grace complied.
"Wow, you really are a stunner, what a body. I really can't see a problem accommodating you"
Jenny took the photo, then finished up.
"If I get the go ahead, I'll book your flight, economy I'm afraid. You'll be collected at the airport, look out for a driver with your name. Take some smart, but sexy clothes, lingerie, bikinis. If that's a problem we can give you some cash to spend, just pay it back from your tips. A girl can't have too many sexy clothes, right?"
As she left, there was smile on her face. She had never been to, or been able to afford the Caribbean. Now she had 2 weeks booked and what appeared to be unlimited sex, perfect. She knew she should feel ashamed of her appetites, but somehow she couldn't manage.
That evening she was reassured by a quick call to the previous sex slave in the hotel and was pleased at what she heard. It was a lovely site, good food and her assignations had been carefully organised, with her safety in mind.
About 3 months later, Grace travelled to Heathrow and caught an overnight flight on BA, direct to the Island. She had carefully packed for the trip, with a sexy, but elegant theme. There was a small bus at the airport to collect her and another couple going to at same hotel. On arrival, she was asked to see the Concierge, after the formalities of check in. He took her to a private office.
"Grace, may I call you Grace, I know you understand the details of our secret arrangement. Your first week here, you are at our disposal, as it were. The second week is yours to enjoy as you wish. You will find details of activities and trips available for you to book in that second week, or the first, if you can fit them in. Some are free, some have a charge, which you will need to pay. All clear so far?"
"Perfectly Simon, may I call you Simon?" She'd read his name badge.
"Yes of course you can. Now your appointments will normally involve your joining the gentleman for drinks in the bar and dinner, then you are available to him for the night. If he is rough or asks you to perform acts you are uncomfortable with, please let me know next day, but try to comply with him, if you can, clear?"
"Again perfectly, I'm a big girl and I have a broad mind, shall I say"
"You may be asked to join a couple, even 2 gentleman, you understand that, yes?"
"Yep, that's fine."
"We may ask you to occasionally help us in your second week, you can refuse of course, but cooperation is expected. You would be well paid in cash, for going above and beyond, as it were."
"That's fine too."
"Excellent, now you've had a long trip, so I suggest you get some rest, swim, sunbathe.
I'm afraid you already have a booking tonight, sorry about that. Here are the details. I will give you written details of other contacts each day. Please come by each morning to see me. Or they will be put in a sealed envelope in your room. You might have more than one assignation a day. It is difficult for you to avoid being obvious what you are doing, but I'm sure you will be discrete. No freelancing in the first week please.
That seems to be everything and I'm sure it will all go smoothly, but we are here to help if needed."
