Eliza's lips drifted slowly down over the hardening cock in her hands. She easily felt it slide to the back of her mouth. Any lack of solidity was banished as her tongue expertly circled the swollen head. She drew her lips back up it holding the ridge of the bulging head firmly she sucked on the tip eliciting a groan of pleasure from the recipient. Slightly releasing the tight grip with her lips she lets her suck turn into a swallow and slides her head down once again in a sharp motion squeezing the throbbing shaft between her lips. As the tip hits the top of her mouth she feet the whole cock twitch and swell accompanied by a tell-tale groan. She knew he wouldn't last long; she took pride in her skills. Two more rapid bobs on this shaft and she felt him cum. It splattered across the back of her throat and she expertly swallowed it, curling her lips along the length of his cock as she swallowed the small amount of cum he had managed.
"God yes, swallow it." he groaned as she did just that.
Her perfectly manicured painted finger nails scraped slowly across his balls as she gently squeezed them; this was too much as his final spurt dribbled onto her tongue. She dutifully swallowed it all and then squeezed the last out before leaning back letting it fall from her mouth. She fixed his eyes perfectly and stared smiling; lifting a finger to her lips she pushed a drop of escaped cum back into her mouth. She rose up slowly giving him another good look at her. Her hair was a dark brunette shade, she had deep hazel eyes, tanned skin, lips that pouted just enough. She was very pretty but that was before you even got to her curvaceous frame. Her 34Cs were pert and were presented well in her tight blouse. Her waist tapered but was abruptly interrupted by her flaring hips and pert butt. Her legs were not long but shapely and the 4" heels she stood up in gave added height to her 5'2" frame. She straightened her over the knee tight skirt and smiled again flicking her hair back into position and quickly examined herself in the mirror to see that her ruby her lipstick was still perfect. At 24 she looked like a dream. She dressed in the finest clothes, went to the finest places she had the sexual skills of a pornstar. She loved her life, looking down at her most recent 'lover' she smiled and collected the cheque from his table. It wouldn't bounce; he'd want her to come back after all. He had already drifted off and Eliza pushed his now flaccid cock back into his slacks and covered him with a blanket. His gentle snoring had just started so she opened the door quietly, looked back at her 80 year old blow job junkie snoozing and slipped into the corridor of the retirement home. James her tame care assistant was waiting for her.
"She's coming girl, you better slip out the back." he said referring to the matron of the facility.
She has caught Eliza once in a patient's room and had only just bought that she was the granddaughter of the naked resident. If it hadn't been for James coming in and saying the resident had had an accident then she would have been in caught.
"Thanks James, he's sleeping."
She kissed James on the cheek and slipped him $100 and smiled. As she darted off down the corridor toward the service entrance, she ran in her heels making barely a sound with the ease a normal person would run in bare feet. This was a girl who knew what she was doing.
After slipping out she walked away from the service entrance for a block. As she went she passed a young couple. Eliza smiled at them politely as she passed them and then could not help but smile wider as she heard the wife saying
"What are you staring at?" to her husband as he watched her pass.
Eliza had always been a hit with the guys and for the most part, a great friend to any girl; as long as the girl in question kept her boyfriend clear of Eliza who had quite the penchant for attached men. She slipped into her blood red Porsche and turned the key. It was a couple of years old now but still made her smile every time she gunned the engine.
For about 3 years now Eliza had turned her favourite pastime into a paying job. She didn't consider herself a hooker and in truth she was more an angel of mercy to the forgotten guys of the world. She had tried every kink you can name and she just enjoyed any opportunity to mix it up. She no longer slept with the conventional guys, the handsome jocks or chiselled city guys or even the rugged manual labourers; been there, done them. Eliza was into the unconventional guys and this was the key to her fortune. Retirement homes were a great source of revenue, the single guys, the widowers or ones whose wives were past satisfying their needs would pay handsomely for her charms. She would do anything for them and they gave her money. If she was a bit short or just needed a little going out money there was always some pensioner to relieve of his funds. She looked down at the cheque for 500 bucks and three more for that amount as well as one with $2000 written on it. It had been a good and profitable day. She was going to have a relaxing evening and tomorrow she was meeting a new guy back at Pine Acres who had sounded very nervous about his request to see her. Just off to the bank and then one more piece of business to take care of.
She headed home and stepped into the lobby of the hotel she lived in. Mikey the bellboy was manning the desk, he had just turned last week 18 and was quite a head turner. He was quite confident but Eliza knew how to get anything out of him and was well aware of the effect she had on a man his age.
