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Tonight’s meeting hadn’t gone exactly as I had imagined it would. After several years as a London escort girl, the element of surprise had waned somewhat. Tonight had been different. I’d met with Justin before, at a time when his wife was heavily pregnant with twins. He had amazing oral skills, so to speak. I’d assumed all had been well at home on the bedroom front as I hadn’t heard from him in over seven months.
The twins, boys, were healthy and well, but his wife was forever tired. There had been two sex sessions but he’d felt guilty when he realised she wasn’t into it. I could hardly blame her, with two four-month-old twins to care for the most horny escorts and party girls in London would struggle to be up for it in her position.
Justin wanted a light dinner, a massage, followed by whatever else he decided he wanted. He even had five hours to accomplish this. I’d trained in massage techniques so I knew what to do, but this guy was one of the hottest around.
I perked up immediately as I recalled his tongue skills. Perhaps I’d suggest he spent more time doing that with his wife rather than full sex. It would relax her, and over time, her regular orgasms might increase her desire for penetration. I’m no sex expert though just your average escort girl in the city!
As I sat opposite Justin, the candles flickered suggestively over his stubble. His eyes bore into mine as he played with my fingers and started to tease my palm with a thumb.
“So, what else do you get up to in your spare time? I’m curious about you; too pretty to be doing this, yet I sense your ambition.”
Justin had a way of slightly cocking his head when asking questions. He was cute and a head turner. His fingers were teasing me, and I knew their promise would be fulfilled.
I mentioned I was seeing someone and he was very lovely. I went to the gym three times a week and socialised a couple of nights each week. I worked for two long days and evenings on my soft-furnishings business, spent a day lingerie-modelling, and this sort of fits around the rest of that. Life was busy, but I would not have it any other way.
“Oh, and my mum is staying for two to three nights per week studying!” That was short-term.
Justin nodded and took my hand. “If you were mine, I wouldn’t let you do this.” I think he might have pricked my conscience, but I still smiled. “These are experiences I won’t be having forever, so why not make the most out of your assets?”
I could feel Justin start to relax, and then his look was clear. He had other things on his mind.
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