Janine has be the most prolific woman I have done for since I first took on the call boy service for frustrated working women.
She always has a surprise up her sleeve, or more relatively, up her skirt and I am one happy guy to reap the benefits of that.
To supply a service is one thing, but to enjoy and get paid for it is quite another.
Anyway I am there, visiting her pad in Los Angeles. She had finished work as a top executive for a fashion designers and I am standing there, in the bedroom, just as she wants me.
She has fed and wined me well and jokes that now she wants her serving - and I have grown to know what she means by that.
Well, she pays well for it and it is not only a service included in my wide repertoire but also a pleasure.
She already has the handcuffs to hand and she is so precise the way she shackles me to the bedstead, arranging me on the edge of the mattress like I am one of those fashion dummies in shop windows.
Well if that what Janine wants, that is what she gets. She is one of my favourite clients, in her mid forties but still looking a million dollars.
Her perfume, everything arouses me and it is easy to perform how she wants me.
"I don't have time unfortunately for an involved commitment these days, Pete so you do me a great service. Thank you."
"But you are still a very attractive woman, lots of guys would love to be committed to you" I said.
"I know but they want a lot more than I have the time to give. For now the sex does me a treat which comes beautifully in size and quality with you baby"
I smiled and felt her warmth as she sized up to me. Then I feel the delicate touch of her lips brush mine and already I begin to grow.
"Down Boy!" she says. "I have something more for our play time today."
She starts to blindfold me.
"And what are you up to today?" I ask. Loving the way she surprises me.
"You just do as you're told and be a good boy for me" she said in her astute authorized manner and I was all hers, how she wants me and everything.
She had me comfortable placed with my wrist tied sideways to the lower bed raid, sitting facing her with several cushions placed beneath my rear to give me the height she likes me.
I sense that she is kneeling before me and although I can't see her, I imagine her in those delightfully sexy black silk stockings and delicious underwear which would be a treat for any guy.
I sense her need for me as I hear her amorous sighs and then I feel the touch of her fingers linger along my inner thigh.
"Now come on baby, you know how I want you."
I wriggle and lift a little so she can drag down my jeans. Then she feels me so wonderfully and the way only a woman could do.
"Off with the boxers now" she demands and soon she has her way, pushing my knees apart.
"Wider, open wider baby. You look immaculate."
It is something very special being there, the way I knew that a woman like Janine was enjoying me. And now, being blindfolded brought a new experience, imagining her expressions as I felt she was taking in what I had to offer.
She proceeded to rub me up, under my balls and I felt myself growing immediately, Just the touch did that and I was soon there, full and bountiful for her enjoyment.
"Where would I be without my happy toy boy" she whispered in her posh accent. "You are truly scrumptious in every way and I adore you."
She continued to rub me up and I felt her fingers tinkering with me.
"Now the penis ring" she said and I felt her putting it on.