It was my first time out for the escort agency. I'd registered with them soon after arriving in London to help me cover the higher cost of living down here and to get out and about a bit.
I had a vague idea of what to expect from the lady who accepted me at the agency but still had some trepidation at this my first appointment.
The agency had given me instructions to meet Mrs. Haviland in the lounge of the Excelsior Hotel on Grosvenor Street and to dress smartly for the opera to which I was to escort her. I arrived at seven prompt and made my way directly through the marble lobby of the 5 star hotel to the lounge. Feeling good in my Hugo Boss suit I looked well at home in the hotel as I entered the lounge. There were a few couples at tables and some city types discussing business over drinks and in the centre area of the huge lounge sitting on one of the plush settees sat a middle aged lady pondering over a martini. On seeing me enter she turned and smiled and I strode confidently towards her showing none of the slight tentativeness I was still subject to.
"Mrs. Haviland?" I asked as I reached her.
"Please, call me Julia" she replied smiling "and you must be Steve."
"Yes that's right, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"No the pleasure's all mine" she retorted as she stood up and we kissed on the cheek, "Please, do sit down and join me. What can I get you to drink?"
"Gin and Tonic" No sooner had I asked for it than an attentive waiter had taken my order and hurried off to get it for me along with a replacement for Julia.
Julia turned out to be about 50. She was a mature woman with a fulsome body but still had pretty features. Her hair was dyed a deep rust colour and she was dressed in a purple silk blouse and a black calf length skirt which split up the side and parted above the knee to reveal a sexy amount of leg encased in black nylon and black suede stilettos. I had always been into older women and Julia was right up my street. I think we could both tell we'd clicked as soon as we met - you just know sometimes don't you.
"You look very handsome Steve, I'm very impressed with the agency's taste." she commented.
"Thank you, you look great yourself" I replied.
"Ah but you're paid to say that" she teased.
"I'm not" I said staring her straight in the eye. It was then that I knew she believed me. The moment was broken by the waiter returning with our drinks.
"So tell me about yourself Julia?" I asked. And with that we broke into friendly conversation over our drinks, getting on very well indeed, very quickly. It turned out she was divorced, very well off from it, was from Cambridge and was treating herself to a week of indulgence in the capital. Time passed quickly as we flirted with each other quite blatantly over our drinks eventually having to hurry in a taxi to make the opera.
We got to our seats just in time as Carmen came on stage and throughout the first act her hand rested suggestively on my knee, squeezing it occasionally as the drama on stage increased. After more drinks during the interval her hand returned and crept a little higher as she leaned towards me. "I'm going to have you tonight," she whispered matter of factly as the opera continued, "Can you stay the whole night?"
"I'd love to" I replied.
"Splendid." Her hand crept higher underneath my coat which was on my lap and rubbed my crotch through my trousers briefly before returning her attention to the opera.
We both thoroughly enjoyed the performance and retired to the theatre bar again for another drink once the show was finished.
"You looked like you really enjoyed the show Steve" Julia commented as we were served our drinks.
"Very much, it's so powerful you couldn't fail to be impressed."
"I find it such a passionate play" she said "it really turns me on."
"Maybe we'll have to do something about that then." I teased.
"There's no maybe about it. C'mon I think it's time we left."
We left half our drinks and hailed a taxi outside and headed back to her hotel.
In the darkness of the back of the cab she began to rub my crotch again through my trousers and whispered all manner of sexy things in my ear. I ran my hand up her leg and along the split in her skirt, gently teasing her to build her up for when we reached her hotel.
"I can't wait to get you upstairs" she whispered to me as we got out of the cab and headed through the hotel lobby.
I pressed the button for the 15th floor in the lift and as soon as the doors were shut we were all over each other. Our bodies rubbing greedily against one another as our lips and tongues met. The lift chimed as the doors opened and I followed her to her room.
It turned out to be a suite which was huge and exceptionally luxurious inside.