The Escort
Chapter 7: The John in the Hotel Room

Copyright© 2006 by Just Plain Bob

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7: The John in the Hotel Room - She was only going to be arm candy so she could make a few dollars, but then things got away from her.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Cheating   Interracial   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Slow  

I wondered if I would catch a ration of crap from John for not being home and having his dinner ready where he got there, but he was in the spare bedroom and didn't come down. I went into the hall closet and rummaged around until I found some wrapping paper, some ribbon and a bow. I wrapped the box with the jersey in it and set it on the kitchen table and then I went up to the bedroom and read until I fell asleep.

In the morning I was awake and when I heard John leave the spare bedroom I gave him ten minutes and the followed him down. He was sipping coffee and the box was open in front of him. He looked up when I came into the room and said:

"Where did you get this?"

"The agency sent me over to the team offices to help them catch up on some work. I told the office manager that you were a big fan and she got that for me."

He got up, picked up the box and said, "I won't be home tonight. I have to fly to Salt Lake and I won't be back until tomorrow." He left the room and I thought, "So much for getting on his good side."


As soon as John left I called Jim and told him that I would be available that night.

"Great! You have just saved my ass. The girl who was supposed to take care of one of my steady customers just called in and told me that her monthly, which she didn't expect for two more days, just started and that she would have to cancel. I didn't have anyone else. The Hyatt Regency, room 631 at seven, okay?"

"No problem."

"Can you take a noon gig too?"

"Sure, why not."

"My office about eleven-thirty, okay?"

"I laughed, "You going to juice me up and then send me off to a customer?"

"That's up to you sweetie. You can douche or not before you go meet him. I shouldn't say this because he is such a good customer, but I don't like the guy."

"Something I should know?"

"No sweetie, he's always been good to the girls and he's a decent tipper, but I just don't like him. They say first impressions last and they were right as far as he is concerned. I took an instant dislike to him as soon as I met him and it has never changed. I don't let it show of course. Can't let personal feelings get in the way of making money. You'll be okay."

"See you at eleven-thirty."


I walked into Jim's office at eleven twenty and he told his secretary to hold all calls.

"Do I get romanced or do we get right to it?"

"Romance isn't all that it is cracked up to be. Why don't you just lift the skirt, lose the panties and bend forward over the desk."

"You make me feel like I have bad breath."

"It's not that sweetie, it is just that you have the tightest and sexiest ass I've ever been in and I just love the sound of your voice when you beg me to fuck you harder and make you cum."

"Oh you silver tongued devil you," I said as I did what he asked and bent forward over the desk. I spread my legs and opened myself up to him. He moved behind me and placed the head of his cock against my pussy.

"Put it in sweetie," he said, "Take it in your hand and guide me into you."

I reached back between my legs and took hold of his hard shaft and pulled it to my cunt lips and then I shoved my ass back at him and his cock slid into me. He pushed until he could go no farther in me and then he just stood there and soaked in my heat.

"Please baby, don't tease me," I moaned, "Fuck me baby, fuck me."

He pulled back and thrust forward with long hard thrusts and I pushed back to meet him. "Do it lover, do it, fuck me" I moaned as I reached down between my legs and fingered my clit as he rammed his hard cock into me.

"Oh my God" I cried out, "Like that, yes, oh yes, like that, just like that."

He grabbed my hips and pumped in and out as I moaned and cried, "Fuck me lover, fuck me, fuck me hard, make me cum lover, make me cum for you."

He fucked hard into me and each time he bottomed out his balls slapped into my ass. I felt the fire building in my center as he pounded his strokes into me. The tingling sensation started running through my body and I cried out:

"That's it lover, that's it, fuck me hard, fuck me hard" as the explosion of my orgasm took over my senses. He slammed hard into three more times and then I felt him flood my pussy. We stood there trying to catch our breath as his cock pulsed in me. When he softened and pulled out of me I felt his cum running down my leg. I stared down at the desktop and almost cried that a man not my husband had to be the one to make me feel that good.

 
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