I was a financially embarrassed student and so my girlfriend Jenna suggested that I become a Male Escort. She even arranged for me to start with her older friend Margaret. My first paid for date would be a 'honeymoon' with me posing as Mr. Smythe and Margaret would be my blushing bride.
This details how my first assignment went.
I stood back, holding the hotel door open for Margaret Smythe. The receptionist recognised her immediately. She was obviously a regular customer. I take it there have been quite a few people posing as Mr. Smythe.
The receptionist said "I am Richard your manager for today. Welcome to the Studland Grand, Mr Smythe. You have our finest room. It has a sea view and you can see from Old Harry Rocks through to the Isle of White.
You have complimentary champagne and canapes. It is our custom for all newlyweds. We hope this helps to make your honeymoon more enjoyable.
When you are ready for them just lift the phone and dial 100. I suggest the Dorset champagne. It beat the French versions in a blind tasting competition."
I signed the registration form under the name Robert Smythe and Richard swiped Margaret's debit card. Richard obviously knew that I was not Margaret's spouse but he was helping Margaret by playing along with our pretence.
He then took our suitcase up the 2 flights of steps and into our room. The room had a wooden floor with a thick rug at the foot of a four-poster bed. On the bed was a whole box of very expensive chocolates with a 'with our compliments" card signed by the hotel manager.
Heavy, twisted oak beams held up the white painted ceiling. The ensuite bath tub was large enough for two people and it had the latest in over the bath power shower attachments.
Margaret said to Richard "Send up the Dorset champagne and canapes. We are going to a charity event in the village so won't be taking an evening meal."
Richard said "You are incredibly lucky to get tickets. It is the social event of the year. It is only a short walk but I shall order a taxi to take you there and be waiting for you when you are ready to return."
When Richard had left our room, Margaret started taking off her clothes. She said to me "Have you ever eaten canapes while naked or dribbled champagne over a woman's breasts?"
I said "No I haven't. But something tells me that I am about to have the pleasure of experiencing both of them."
Margaret was now fully naked. She gave me a twirl so I saw her front and rear.
I exclaimed "You have a wonderful body."
She said "You better stay fully dressed but you can wash me while we wait for our freebies. Be a darling and run the bath for me. I need to comb my hair."
I went into the bathroom and ran the bathwater for her. I came out and Margaret stood naked combing her hair. She looked absolutely stunning and her movements as she brushed her long hair made her look like an artist's model.
I said "Your bath is prepared."
She climbed into the tub. It was very sensual watching Margaret lowering herself down into the warm water. She leant back and closed her eyes, savouring the sensation. I savoured the view of her large wet breasts.
I leaned forward and we kissed briefly. She said to me "Wash me all over"
I filled my hands with the expensive liquid body wash that the Grand provides.
I ran my hands up and down her legs and across her belly. I slowed down as I washed her breasts, enjoying the sensation of her breast flesh yielding to my massaging. Margaret's nipples had almost doubled in size. She was turned on. So was I.
I refreshed my hands with the liquid wash and applied it onto her hairy pubic mound and between her legs. My hand gently explored her pussy entrance. Margaret then stood up so I could clean her buttocks. I ran a finger around her anus.
I heard a polite knock on the door. Margaret shouted "Enter."
One of the waitresses came in with our canapes, 4 cake slices and 2 bottles of bubbly. She set them down on the bed. Margaret was still in the bath. The waitress left.
