I was one of the lucky ones that made it out of the dot com bubble in the 90's before it burst. With my own startup gone public and my getting out at the right time, I ended up with enough that I never have to work or worry about money again. I bought a great little house on the beach in southern California and settled into a life of semi-leisure.
About the same time, my wife re-connected with an old childhood sweetheart. I was not devastated about it since the love had gone out of our marriage years before, and we were staying together for our 2 kids who we now raise in joint custody. My divorce was pretty civilized. I was very generous in the settlement and gave my former wife Shelly more money than she ever imagined she would have, so she and I remained friendly. She remarried about a year after the divorce, while I on the other hand have no desire to settle back into the institution of marriage.
After the divorce I decided that I would be one of those guys that "owns a tuxedo and rents his women", so for female companionship I utilize the services of a very high-end Madame that dispatches some of the most beautiful women on the planet. This exclusive service was referred to me by a CEO friend of mine (whose name is a recognizable cornerstone of commerce). The quality of this service is unparalleled (lets just say that it puts Heidi Fleiss' stable to shame). It's very expensive (if I told you how much for an evening you would think I was crazy), but trust me when I tell you - it is worth every penny.
Over the past two years I have had the privilege of being with several of these magnificent creatures and now spend most of my social time with three of them (not at the same time) who have become my standard fare. My favorite is Anaais (AhNaEes), a remarkable woman of 29 years who came to this country as a teenager from Spain and still sports a slight accent, which tends to make my hard-ons that much harder when I'm with her.
Anaais is a stunning 6'1" beauty with perfect bronze colored skin that is complimented with hair the color of copper and bright green eyes that seem to pierce right through you. Every time we go out for an evening, heads turn when we walk into a room. I enjoy bringing her to my social occasions as she is highly educated, holding a degree in economics, and can speak on any topic with knowledge and clarity. She screens her gentleman very carefully and only makes herself available to 6 clients, so I feel incredibly fortunate.
In bed, she is without reservations and has opened up new worlds for me that I never knew existed. Tantric sex, extended orgasms, hidden g-spots, etc.; she takes enormous pleasure in pleasing me and educating me to become a better lover. On a few occasions she has shared me with her female friends as she is openly bi. She will occasionally call me in the middle of the night asking if I'm alone, and upon my approval will hurry over with a new position, or new toy to try out β these spontaneous visits are always gratis.
It was after one of these impromptu calls on a Friday night that Anaais stayed on into the late morning, sunning herself on one of my cots on the sand, meditating to the sound of the surf. I was staring at her sculpted form from my kitchen bay-window, enjoying my morning coffee and recalling how I woke up to the sight of Anaais gently bringing my cock to life with her mouth. I was nudged out of this wonderful waking dream by the doorbell and found my ex, Shelly at the door asking for one of my son's textbooks that he needed for homework. She was dressed in her weekend garb of tiny tube top that showed off her firm breasts, skimpy khaki shorts, and barefoot as usual.
"Morning slick, Just picking up the book. Mmm, I smell coffee. I haven't had my usual this morning, can I have a cup?" Shelly asked as she breezed by me in her typical manner.
"Sure, come on in," I replied to the vacant space at the door.
Shelley pranced into the kitchen and plopped herself onto one of my director's chairs overlooking the sand while I poured her coffee. "Oh my God," Shelly exclaimed with her jaw dropping as she spotted Anaais outside. "I'll go, I didn't mean to interrupt."
"Don't be silly Shel, you're not interrupting anything. Enjoy your java while I try to find Jordan's Algebra book, probably buried underneath ten pounds of stuff in his room."
Shelly was aware of my 'paid pleasures' and to her credit never complained to me about it or came across as judgmental. As I was leaving the kitchen, I turned to watch Shelly watching Anaais and remembered once while we were married when Shelly, in a rare drunken state, told me about the time she had sex with her college roommate. It was a one time thing that she had enjoyed immensely and on occasion would use the memory as a masturbation fantasy, a fantasy I borrowed from time to time while we were married.
Shelly has a magnificent body, as she was a top-notch gymnast throughout her college years and paid particular attention to keeping her toned body in shape. Combined with her classic California, natural blonde looks, I was never without terrific sex with her. Even after we decided to end our marriage, we enjoyed each others bodies up to our last night together. Weird, I know but somehow it worked for us as we had no deeper expectation of one another.
Before I had a chance to continue on my mission for the missing textbook, Anaais got up off the lounger leaving her un-strapped bikini top behind and headed for the kitchen in only her thong. Her bronze skin had a slight damp glow from the warmth of the sun and I heard Shelly make an audible gasp as she took in this woman's striking beauty.
Anaais entered the kitchen and unashamedly smiled at my ex-wife while extending her hand in friendship. "You must be Shelly, Adam has told me all about you. I am Anaais."
Shelly took the woman's hand and stammered, "I .. I'm very pleased to meet you. Yes, I'm Shelly."
Anaais held onto Shelly's hand, and stared into my ex-wife's blue eyes. "He didn't tell me you were so beautiful, although he did an accurate telling of your fantastic body." Anaais said as she glanced at me in the doorway, giving me a quick flash of a smile.
"Really," Shelly sneered. "What else did Adam mention about me?"
"That you sometimes fantasize about other women."
"Wha... what?" Shelly responded in shock.
"Please, don't take offense. I can't help but be honest when I see such a striking creature such as yourself. I too am attracted to certain women, even though I love my men. This, I think, we have in common, yes?" Anaais was still holding Shelly's hand and was now stroking her arm with her free hand.
Shelly was now visibly shaken. "I ... I don't know what to say, I..."
"No words are necessary between two such as us." Anaais whispered as she slowly leaned down towards Shelly's face.