Chapter 36

“I always kept it hidden and they never knew. To this day they think I’m just some high-paid executive for an investment company. But that’s a very good question and a common issue escorts struggle with. How are you relating to your family? Do they know?”

“They don’t know about any of this. For appearances, I still have my job at Big Woody’s Lumber & Hardware. When I’m away for longer periods like right now, they think I’m hanging out with Daisy. I even make sure to hide all my fine dinner clothes in the back of my closet. They would not be very happy in the least if they knew what I’m doing.”

I rest my hand on his, “My best advice is to keep everything low-key and avoid situations that could raise questions like major purchases or extravagant vacations. Once you move out and get your own place, trust me, this will be much easier to manage.”

He’s looking at me with that bright warm smile of his. “I’m really glad you invited me to come visit. I’m seeing a different side of you from when we met in your office.”

“Different as in better or worse?” I snicker.

“Definitely better,” he gazes at my tanning body approvingly. “When we first met, you were ... kind of intimidating.”

“I’m aware I can be, but it’s necessary for good reason. In this business, maintaining a strong image and a confident poker face is a must.”

“Oh, I totally get that. I didn’t mean it as a knock or anything.”

“Was I still intimidating after I took a taste of this?” I reach over and jiggle his cock.

“No, that actually made me relax ... a lot!”

“I’ll bet it did! It’s hard to top a good tranquil following a good cum, isn’t it? As for the invite, you’re very welcome. I’m enjoying getting to know you better as well. I would have had you here sooner, but my damn schedule wasn’t allowing it.”

“No biggie, I’m just glad it worked out.”

“I think we’ve had enough sun for now, shall we go back inside?”

“Sure.”

Once inside, I lead him to my bedroom, it’s time to feel his cock push my inner buttons. He looks around and says, “This isn’t the same room from before; I remember a much bigger bed.”

“Oh, that’s what I call the Romper Room, it’s on the other side of the house and for group parties. This is my personal bedroom and more suited for the two of us.”

“I like it.”

I have a Queen-sized bed in a room furnished with warm tropical wood tones; pink accents in the space make it a bit girly but sophisticated at the same time. The wall facing the lake has floor-to-ceiling windows that open to allow breezes and sounds of the water to waft in.

No need to strip as we’ve been naked since shortly after his arrival. I lie back, part my legs, and spread open my lips to show him my hole. Is any further instruction needed? Knowing exactly what to do, Will waddles in on his knees, lines up, and pushes himself all the way inside.

Oh my! Daisy was right when she said if I liked the look of his equipment, wait till I feel him inside my pussy. His cock has such a nice feature of being so smooth, it glides with effortless ease. He knows how to use it too. Starting out slow and quickly establishing his probing depth before increasing his hip thrusts has me so worked up, I’m gushing wetness.

Another reason I wanted him in my bedroom instead of the Romper Room is I have a great big mirror over my dresser off the end of the bed. When he mentioned Vicky enjoying the view of his rising and falling ass between her legs, I knew right then that I wanted to experience the same. And what a glorious sight it is!

When he’s all the way up, his crack opens just enough to give me glimpses of his cute little puckered hole. On the downstroke, he clenches his glutes along with curling his hips forward. This extra hip curl pushes my thighs outward as his cock sinks even deeper. Vicky was right, watching him fuck is damn arousing. Look at that beautiful ass rising and falling, up and down, up and down as his shaft plunges in and out, in and out - I could live this all day!

When he’s on the upstroke, I can see the bottom side of his tight balls; tight balls are so prevalent in youth. I know some women like great big ‘ol hanging nut sacks on their men, but Will’s smaller and firmer ones are really nice; especially fun to cup in hand, kiss, and gently squeeze.

Watching him screw me is fantastic, but I’m craving just a little more. “Will, let me tell ya, you’ve got a cock to please almost every woman on the planet.”

“Thank you, you feel really super great yourself—”

“Now rev it up and use that thing!”

He complies by immediately shifting into overdrive. Pushing the pedal to the metal, he’s so calculated and careful; fast fucking has its hazards as it can easily lead to an uncomfortable pop-out for him and me. If the cock pops all the way out, it will most likely miss on re-entry and jam up hard against the side of my pussy, ouch! And a great big ouch for him as it may bend what’s not meant to be bent.

The bed is shaking wildly, my boobs are jiggling like crazy, and my ass is being hammered into the mattress. Go, Will, go! Fuck the living daylights out of me! He’s jackhammering away with unreal precision. The view in the mirror shows his ass as little more than a blur; what a spectacular sight of my virile young sex machine doing what he does, wow! I can see why his clients are so profuse with their praise.