Life was good, I had as much cock as I wanted. I was now aged 35, still working in London as a PA to a partner in an advertising company.
Derek, my husband was a Partner in an international consultancy company and travelling all over the world.
I was getting touched up commuting to London from our home in St. Albans and my bosses fucked me on a regular basis. I had the squash club guys as well and I was treated as a regular at a few dogging sites.
But I was bored, I was still attractive, slim and tall, nice tits and bum, but I felt I it was a bit boring. I know I shouldn't as we were very lucky.
D was home for the weekend and we had just fucked like a couple of teenagers. He was telling me about some secretary he was fucking as I was sucking his cum covered cock clean.
I was telling him how I felt when he suggested that I should try something new.
"Like what?"
"How about becoming an Escort."
"Do you mean a whore, a prostitute?"
"No, nothing like that. A proper Escort, high class. You can choose whatever you want to do."
That made me think, I had met a few escorts through work, sometimes used by the partners or by potential customers. They were usually glamorous and young.
"Don't you think I'm a bit old for that?" I asked D.
"Of course not, you are in your prime. Why don't we go out tonight, get dressed up a bit and see what some of the guys think. We could go to a club or the golf club. See what they say."
Mmmm I thought as I swung my leg over him and started riding his cock. He was smiling as we fucked.
Later I got dressed, half cup bra, stockings and suspenders and a nice dress he had bought me. It was red, a vee shaped neck that went just below my black bra. It was split up the side showing my stocking tops. A nice pair of black high heeled shoes.
I was careful with the make up, not overdone. Pink lipstick, not red, and easy on the mascara.
I paraded in front of the mirror, not bad I thought.
D nodded his approval as I leaned forward giving him a look down my dress.
"Well I would hire you."
We decided to go to the golf club for dinner and then on to a night club. At the golf club a few of the guys he played with were still drinking at the bar after their round. We joined them and I got some nice comments as D told them I was thinking of becoming an Escort.
"Does that mean your going to start charging us?" Nick said as he was rubbing his hand on my ass.
"No don't be silly, you guys can fuck me whenever you want, no charge. I just feel like doing something different." I said as Nicks fingers slipped up inside my cunt. I opened my legs a bit.
Tom had put his hand inside the front of my dress and had pulled one of my tits fully out of my bra. I leaned back against the bar as they played with me.
Tom was squeezing my nipple and I could feel myself getting wetter.
"Keep that up guys and I will soon be fucking cumming."
"We know Anna, that's what we love about you, you just love it." Nick said as he finger fucked me. I orgasmed at the bar as D and the others watched.
"Come on lets go before I let them all fuck me here in the bar, we will eat at the club instead." I said to D.
I used some tissues in the car to dry between my legs as D drove to the night club. It was early but it meant we could eat quietly before the music started.
We had a lovely meal and a bottle of wine.
We talked about me becoming an Escort which turned us both on.
We were dancing and he had his hands on my ass, his cock was hard against my stomach. I felt him pulling the back of my dress up. My bare cheeks were soon showing.
"Stop it D, guys are watching."
"Your my fucking Escort, you will do what I want." He said.
I laughed as he squeezed my bare ass. The music stopped and we returned to our table. I was having a drink as one of the guys watching us approached.
"Would you like to dance?" He asked.
I looked at D, he smiled, so I got up.
He soon had me held tight, I could feel his cock pushing into me
His hands were on my ass, slowly pulling my dress up. I noticed he had me so his mates could see my dress being pulled up.
I played along, pulling his hands up to my waist, he went straight back to my ass. He was really grinding his cock into me as his hands went under my dress feeling my bare ass.
"No knickers then?"
"No they get in the way," I replied.
I felt like enjoying myself as my arms went around his neck.
"I'm an Escort with my client over there." I said, nodding towards D.
"You mean you charge?"
"Yes of course."
By now he was giving my ass a good feel with one hand, the other was lifting my dress so his mates could see.
"How much?" He asked.
"50 pounds for a blow job, 100 for a fuck." I just said it never thinking he would agree.
"OK, blow job it is then."
I smiled and winked at D as I led the guy outside, I noticed he put his thumb up to his mates.
I held my hand out as he counted out 50 pounds. I put it inside my bra thinking this must what whores do.
I undid his belt and pulled his zip down. I reached in and pulled his cock out, it was a good 7 inches long.
I bent over and licked it, he already had some pre cum leaking out. I stroked it and his balls. My lips closed over it's head, I started to suck it.
He put his hands on my shoulders pushing me down.
"On your fucking knees bitch, I want a proper blow job."
Bollocks, I didn't want to get my dress or my knees dirty but I had no choice. I pulled my dress up and knelt down gently.
"That's it, now fucking suck it."
Well I was pretending to be a whore so I went to town on his cock. I took his balls in my mouth, then his cock down my throat. I grabbed his ass pulling his cock as deep as I could. He was loving it.
"Fuck yes, that's it cunt, suck me dry you fucking whore. I want my moneys worth. Swallow my load bitch. Oh fuck here it comes."
He shot his load in my mouth, stream after stream of his cum filled my mouth. I just kept swallowing it as he grabbed my head, face fucking me. I squeezed his balls as he came.
I looked up at him, opening my mouth full of his sperm. I showed him his cum as I let him watch me as I swallowed it.
"Enjoy that?"
I was licking his cock clean as a cheer went up. I looked around and his mates were cheering as I got up off my knees. They had watched.
I smiled as I straightened my dress and walked back inside the club to D.
"How many?" He asked.
"Only one, but look at this."
I reached in my bra, pulling out the money.
"I charged him." I grinned.
"Now I'm a proper Escort."
We had a few more dances and headed home.
The next day, using what I had learnt from the advertising agency I worked for, I placed a few discreet ads in some magazines, specifying when I would be available to answer the phone. No mobiles in those days!
Nothing much happened for a few weeks. I got a few heavy breathing calls, some guys obviously tossing themselves off as they talked to me.
A few sensible ones but they were looking for a younger girl.
Then Thursday evening a guy called John rang. He sounded very nice, asked me to describe myself, which I did. He went quiet when I said I was 35.
He then said that he had been let down by an Escort agency and he needed a plus one for his companys party this weekend.
He explained that I would be expected to entertain a few clients and prospective customers.
I replied that I would be happy with that and I could make this weekend.
Then he asked what I charged, I had no idea.
I said I would leave that up to him!
We finally agreed to meet Friday lunchtime in a bar in London. I packed a bag with some revealing dresses, blouses, skirts and sexy underwear.
D called that evening so I told him I would be away the weekend on Escort duty. He just said enjoy yourself.
At work on Friday morning I asked Dan, my boss, if I could have the afternoon off. He had to agree as he was fucking me from behind over his desk as I asked him.
He smiled when I told him why, saying he wanted to hear all about it on Monday.
I left at midday to meet a guy called John, in a bar in London with my suitcase, someone I had never met. Sounds silly but my cunt was throbbing already. I was wearing my work suit with a sheer blouse. I had undone the top few buttons so my cleavage showed. It was dark grey, my skirt reached halfway down my thighs. My bra was see through so my nipples showed if you looked closely.
I actually felt excited, like going on a date. I arrived a few minutes late, John had said he would sitting at the far end of the bar, brown hair and a nice smile, he said.
As I walked in I could see him straightaway, he looked normal, thank god.
I walked past other customers, mostly business types, many with, I guessed their secretaries.
John stood up as I approached and smiled as I introduced myself. He gave me a kiss on my cheek as I sat next to him on a bar stool. I noticed he glanced at my legs as I climbed onto the stool, my skirt lifted a bit showing my stocking tops. He smiled.
We made small talk before the talk turned to why he needed an Escort and what would be expected of me. I listened as he explained that I would be entertaining some clients and potential clients.
It all sounded perfectly normal to me and I agreed as I drank my wine.
"Are you happy with me then John," meaning how I looked and my age.
"Very, you look a lot younger and, may I say, sexy."
"Thank you John."
"Now about your fee, what do you charge?"
So I then explained this was my first job and I had no intention of charging. I told him I just loved sex.
"Are you sure, most Escorts would charge a lot for a weekend, and extra for anal sex or double penetration."
Just hearing John talk about various sex acts was having an effect on me. I could feel my nipples getting hard, and my cunt was juicy.
I saw John looking at my nipple which were cleary showing through my flimsy bra and blouse.
"Do you have any restrictions on what you do Anna?"
"None that I can think of."