My name is Jason and I am 31 years old and my "job" for the past 3 years is to satisfy the sexual needs and wants of women, specifically married women whose husbands can't, and I am paid by the husbands to do it. Most are happily married apart from sex and rather than find out their wives are having affairs they pay me to fuck them in their own homes or in my flat. I have a roster of 19 women who I see on average once a month. Sometimes the men like to be cuckolded and watch and others like their wives to have a degree of privacy.
I am a good looking lad apparently a bit like Rob Lowe looked in the 80's with a 6ft tall muscular figure which I work out to maintain as I probably wouldn't have so many clients if I didn't. Nature also smiled kindly on me and gave me a 9 inch cock that was quite thick and so far never failed to make a woman come.
My clients varied from petite and slim to larger ladies, the ages ranged from 47 to 72 and basically all most of them wanted was affection, I didn't always sleep with them as some just wanted a hug or company for the evening but the vast majority wanted my cock inside them, some I met during the day and others were an overnighter.
I make a good living and so can afford a luxury flat on the riverside and drive a BMW 5 series so not flashy just nice. Most of clients are referrals through word of mouth so I don't advertise and one of the ladies is the wife of the county's police chief constable, knowing that one day I won't be able to continue this work I also managed to smuggle away a nest egg for the future which included financial investments and had a share portfolio now worth nearly Β£250K due the advice I received from a client whose husband was a city broker.
Sarah
Tonight I was due to meet Sarah for an overnighter, Sarah was 56 years old and shy timid lady, she is very attractive for her age, actually any age and is very petite and slim, A UK size 6 and only just over 5ft tall, she looks a bit like a shorter version of Germaine Greer with similar facial features and hair colouring. She was a member of the WI and attended church every Sunday; she dresses in a very cultured way normally a baggy black dress of which she seemed to have several in slightly different designs with a different colour cardigan on top. Her husband was a man who spent a lot of time away in America working for a large construction firm and was also impotent so paid me to make sure Sarah didn't stray with any other men. We first met when her husband heard from a friend of a man who kept his wife off his back so I was asked to meet them at their house; I met him first before she got home from the WI and explained my services and charges, when she got home I then explained to her what I was there for. She admitted that she felt lonely sometimes but was appalled at the suggestion that I sleep with her for money.
I left them to discuss it and the next day she rang me and asked me to come and see her, I arrived just before lunch and we ate at local restaurant where she admitted she was lonely a lot and would like the company, I drove her home and stayed the afternoon before leaving about early evening with a promise to return and take her out for a meal.
We met at her house a couple of weeks later and this time when we were having coffee she admitted that she missed sex, "My husband has a hormone problem which means he can no longer get an erection, Viagra didn't help so I felt doomed to a life of celibacy," she explained in her very formal upper class tones.
"It is up to you I can be here as company or I can leave you alone, but I must say a beautiful lady such as yourself should not be alone," I replied making no mention of sex as I assumed that would be off the agenda and she would be a hold hand sort of lady.
"You know just know when to say the right thing," she said and dabbed a tear with a tissue from her eye.
"Let's go to lunch my treat," I offered.
"Good lord I have plenty of food in the house," she said "Let me make you something, Cheese sandwiches OK?"
"Perfect, let me help." I replied and followed her into the kitchen.
We stood next to each other buttering bread and grating cheese, I put a little piece of butter on the end of her nose and she looked at me like I was an alien, she then laughed when I licked it off and kissed her on the cheek, she sighed and stroked my face so I kissed the other cheek, I then leant in and kissed her gently on the mouth for less than a second, "Naughty," she said and giggled and nudged her hip into mine.
I nudged back and she leaned her head onto my chest as I turned and wrapped my arm around her, she carried on grating cheese but I could feel her trying to melt herself into me. I rubbed my hand up and down her side and she sighed and stopped grating and looked at me, "you really are a lovely young man," she said she turned fully into me and put everything she had in her hands on the kitchen counter, she reached up and put her arms around my neck and pulled me down and gave me a kiss on the lips, it started as quite chaste and then I opened my mouth and poked my tongue through, she opened her mouth accept it and slowly pushed her tongue into my mouth, my hands had moved to her waist and then down and held her close to me, my cock had now started to grow and she must of felt it as she stiffened in my grasp, she broke the kiss and said "thank you for flattering an old woman," and then continued grating the cheese.
"No flattery needed you really are very attractive and dare I say it very sexy," I replied.
She blushed and put the sandwiches together and then said "Let's eat," and picked up the tray with the plates on.
"Allow me," I said and carried the tray through to the lounge where we sat eating them.
"Delicious," I said "that filled a hole," and carried the tray back into the kitchen.
Sarah followed me and as I put the tray down and walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around and leant her head into my back.
"Thank you for making an old lady feel good about her self," she said.
I turned around in her arms and kissed the top of her head and said "you are a sexy beautiful lady Sarah and don't forget it, now I'm sorry but I must leave as I have to meet my aunt this afternoon."
She looked disappointed and said "Can you come back soon?"
As I hadn't long started my client list was quite small so I said "tomorrow evening I'm free."