Ron had hoped to take his mother, Brenda, out to celebrate her fortieth birthday but asking her a month in advance had left him short. She already had plans to go out with friends but did say she would be available both the evenings before and after. They agreed to a belated dinner date the day afterward.
He had turned down an offer to do a party on her birthday a few days earlier. Ron was a male stripper and adult entertainer part time but had never mentioned that to his mother knowing she would disapprove. He called the number he had been given to see if the job was still available. It was.
"Can you give me an idea what the job entails?" he asked.
"I have a friend that has a fantasy. I'd like you to fulfill it," the hostess replied.
"What's the fantasy?"
"Essentially, she wants to be teased by a male stripper then fucked in front of a bunch of her girlfriends."
"She's an exhibitionist?"
"Budding, she wants to wear a mask to hide her identity and her entertainer to do the same. No talking, just teasing, dancing, stripping then being fucked."
"Will there be more than one entertainer?" he asked.
"Just you. Well, there will be six or seven of us girls enjoying the show too. We may get a little handsy but she'll be your only fuck."
"No other men?"
"Just you."
"This may sound a bit rude, but I need to ask."
"Ask away," she replied.
"Is she a dog? I don't do well if they're unattractive."
"You'll find her very attractive. She's forty and built like a bikini model. There shouldn't be an erection problem if that's what you meant."
"And how did you hear about me?" he asked.
"I was at a bachelorette party where you performed. You've got a great body and put on a hell of a show. You might remember the event. It was about a month ago. You came on a redhead's face."
"I remember that. Would I remember you?"
"I was the redhead. You told me I did something that night that had never been done before."
"You took the whole thing in your mouth."
"All ten inches. You seemed pretty impressed."
"I was. Are you going to try again?"
"I promised our guest of honor I'd demonstrate."
"My usual fee for a party is $300."
"I'll give you $500 but I want her fucked thoroughly."
"Restrictions?"
"Anonymous, no talking, full mask, and fuck her like there's no tomorrow."
"All three holes available?"
"All three are for you to use as you see fit."
"I'll do it. E-mail me the time and address."
"I'll send it as soon as we're off the phone. You'll be paid in cash with half before and the remainder afterward."
"That's fine."
"I'd like to video it too if that's acceptable," she said.
"I usually don't allow that but since both parties will be masked, I'm fine with it."
"Good, I'll see you on the fourteenth."
"I'm looking forward to it."
This gig sounded like fun. A good looking forty year old that wanted to be fucked in front of her girlfriends. Rob smiled at the prospect. Then there was the redhead who had been able to deep throat him going to do a demo. Yep, this is going to be a fun party.
He went shopping for the mask that afternoon and found exactly what he was looking for. It was a silky hood that covered his entire head with openings for the eyes, nose and mouth. This would be much cooler than a leather or plastic one.
Three days before the gig he went to the salon where his friend Trish worked. He had gotten male brazilians there before. Trish only charged him half the going rate of $200 if he would service her afterward. Both the service and servicing went well.
He called his mother on her birthday.
"Happy Birthday, mom."
"Thanks, honey. Are we still on for tomorrow?"
"Absolutely. I'm looking forward to it," he replied.
"Me too. Where are we going," she asked.
"It's your birthday. You get to pick."
"Steak then."
"Sounds great. Have fun tonight."
"I will. I'll be with those crazy women I work with," she replied.
"Don't drink too much."
"I have a two drink limit. You know me."
"Yeah, if bars had to rely on your alcohol consumption to stay open, they'd all go out of business."
"What are you doing tonight?"
"Going to a party."
"With a girlfriend?"
"No but there's going to be a really nice redhead there I'm looking forward to seeing."
"Have fun. Good luck with the redhead."
"Thanks. I'll pick you up at six tomorrow."
"Perfect. Bye, Ron."
"Bye, mom."
Ron went for a swim to workout a bit. He had found this an excellent routine before 'fuck gigs.' It left him pumped but not tired or sore. About an hour before the party he took some Cialis. He didn't need it to get erect but it did improve his ability to recover for second and third rounds.
He had arranged with the hostess to arrive after everyone else had already arrived and would begin as soon as he was led inside. At exactly seven he rang the doorbell. His mask was already on. A very attractive blonde brought him in. He handed her his cell phone with a playlist already keyed to plug into the stereo.
There were six women sitting around the room. All were very attractive. Sitting in a chair in the middle of the room was the guest of honor. With the exception of her mask covered head she wore a white robe that went from her neck to the floor. The blonde took him aside.
"Remember, no talking. There are scissors on the coffee table. When you're ready you can cut away the robe. Do it slowly and make everything last. She's had two drinks so she's nice and relaxed. I'll get you a drink too. What would you like?"
"Just water, please."
"Wander around and check out all the women then you can start on the guest of honor. Questions?"
"Nope."
"Give me a nod when you want me to start the music."
"Will do. Please turn around slowly?" he asked.