My wife and I have been married for just over a year and we have a very open and adventurous sexual relationship. One of the things we like to do is tell each other our sexual fantasies, the ones we can, we act out. Recently I told her that it had always been a fantasy of mine to pay a woman to have sex with me. I guess it’s the whole impersonal aspect that intrigues me. The emphasis is solely on physical pleasure – mine. I’ve never been to a hooker, and as long as I’m married to Sara, I never will. She told me she thought she could fulfill that one though. A couple days later, she told me to be at a hotel bar downtown at 7:00, and to bring lots of cash.
That night, on the way to the hotel, I stopped at the cash machine and got $500 out. I figure that would be enough. I walked into the bar a little after 7, and noticed it was filled with businessmen. I didn’t know what else to do so I ordered a drink and waited. A half-an-hour and two drinks passed when I noticed Sara at the other end of the bar talking to a couple guys in shirts and ties. I almost got up to say something but I thought I’d watch to see what she was up to first. I could only see her from the waist up but I noticed she had on her black sleeveless mini skirt. She’d curled her auburn hair and it looked like she was wearing too much make up. After staring at her for about a minute, I caught her eye and she looked at me and smiled. She continued to talk and joke with the two guys for a couple more minutes, all the time making eye contact with me. After a few minutes she picked up her drink and walked over to me.
“Mind if I sit here?” I thought I was starting to catch on so I asked her to pull up a chair. She asked me my name. I lied and said Jim.
“Hi Jim, I’m Cathy. Are you in town on business?”
“No, I live here, I just came by to have a drink.”
She said she had a room upstairs and asked if I wanted to come up. I agreed and followed her to the elevator. When we got to the room she put her purse on the table and asked me what I wanted to do. I asked her what her price was. “$150 for an hour. And I’ll do anything you want.”
“Sounds good to me.”
“Sit down and I’ll go get comfortable.”
She walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. I grabbed a beer from the mini-bar and sat down in a chair by the window. A few minutes later she came out wearing a black robe that came down just below her thighs. I had never seen it before. She still had her black stockings and high heels on. Sara is 5’ 8” in bare feet and now looked almost 6 ft tall.
“Okay Jim, clock’s running, what do you want to do?”
“I want to watch you first. What do you have on under the robe?”
She pulled the sash at her waist and it fell down around her ankles. Now I could see she was wearing stockings attached to a garter belt, matching panties and black bra.
“Turn around, let me see.”
She turned around and the thong barely covered the crack of her firm ass.
“I want you to model for me. Dance for me.”
She seemed a little surprised but quickly regained her composure. She started by turning her back to me, bending over and grabbing her ankles so that her hair fell and spread on the floor. Her ass was displayed nicely no more than three feet from me. As she started to wiggle her ass, I undid my pants and pushed them and my boxers down below my knees. My cock was already hard and at full attention. With her back still towards me she slowly raised up while running her hands all the way up her body, over her ass, to her breasts and then she flung her hair back and spun around. She turned around to see me slowly stroking my aching cock. She smiled and asked if I liked what I saw.
“Would you like to see more?”
“Yeah, take your bra off and come over here.” I said, pointing at my crotch.
“You wanna keep stroking that big cock of yours, or are you ready for a blow job?”
“I’m ready, come over here and suck me.”
You’ve got to know that usually we don’t talk like this. I have more respect for her than I can say, and we usually use terms like “oral sex” and “penis” rather than “blow-job and cock”. She reached behind her and undid her bra. She then walked over and dropped to her knees in front of me. That’s another thing, she rarely gives me head while on her knees. She says it’s too submissive.
