Chapter 4

Tina looked over at the clock yet again. Sighing, she resigned herself to the evening’s appointment. It wasn’t that she didn’t like her job. No, the sex was usually great, and the wages, well, she knew she’d never make this kind of money elsewhere.

No, what bothered her was that her regular client, the esteemed Ambassador from Italy, had to cancel out and didn’t make the flight from DC, so Miss Ellen assigned her a new client, one that no one had seen before. That made her a little nervous and unsettled. She knew, of course, that she was completely safe, that the guy would be a gentleman or that he wouldn’t be there in the first place. Still, having sex for the first time could be tricky.

She had another half-hour, and was dressed, so Tina decided to hit the lounge and see if anyone was there. As luck would have it, Kimiko, or Kimi as everyone called her, was sitting at a table, reading a book.

“Hey,” said Tina, approaching and leaning down to kiss the pretty Japanese-American girl on the cheek.

“Hi Tina,” replied Kimi with a smile, looking over her pretty brunette friend, “what’cha up to?”

“Ugh. The Italian Stallion couldn’t make it out, so Miss E set me up with some new guy. Got me a little nervous.”

“Oh Tina, don’t you worry, hon, you’ll be fine. Any guy who gets you in bed is a lucky man.”

“Awww, thanks Kimi. You know just what to say to brighten my day. Hey, what’s that you are reading?”

“The Red Fang. It’s a vampire novel by Nicola Matthews.”

“Oh, I know of her. She wrote Immortal Sins. She’s great! Oh, I guess I should be off to go see who I’m going to be meeting. I hope he’s at least halfway attractive.”

“You go, girlfriend,” said Kimi, watching her friend leave, and happy to get back into her book, which was getting her aroused.

Tina walked out of the lounge and down the hall to the elevator, selecting “5” as her choice and sliding her ID card into the slot, enabling her to get to the normally restricted floor.

Upon her arrival, the guard behind the desk looked up at her, then nodded as she moved towards “Hawaii”, the room so designated because of the lush, tropical interior design. Again using her ID card, she entered the room, the smell of fresh flowers permeating her olfactory senses, the sounds of ocean waves reaching her too. She saw a man seated at the bar, and relaxed slightly. He was not quite attractive, but, not unattractive either. She sensed his masculinity, but, not in a boorish way. He seemed to be in his early 50s, though he could have been between 40-60 too. In a quick eval, he was something of an enigma.

“Please, Tina, join me,” he said to Tina, motioning towards the other bar stool as she approached, his deep voice sounding friendly, and confident. She sat and saw that a Mai Tai had been prepared for her. She sipped it, a little nervous.

“Thank you for agreeing to see me,” he said, “I know that it was on short notice.”

She looked more closely at him. His clothes were well-tailored, his hair well-groomed, his choice of cologne well-suited to him. Tina relaxed a bit more.

“You’re welcome. May I call you...?”

“Anytime you need me.”

She looked at him, and then smiled at his wit.

“Please, would you dance with me?”

She nodded acceptance and he pressed a button on the multi-com system, and soothing, tropic music filled the room. While she moved to the tiled floor near the palms, he pressed in a special sequence into the keypad, which activated a sub-routine in the system’s computer, and released an experimental pheromonal compound into the room’s ventilation system.

After several minutes of dancing, Tina felt herself getting aroused. At first she attributed it to the room, her job, and that she was coming off her quarterly week of inactivity. But as she moved her head back and looked up at him, she realized that she REALLY wanted him!

She parted her lips slightly and he took her up on that invitation, leaning down to kiss her. Wasting no time, she moved her tongue into his mouth, taking her hands and cupping his head in them. She then felt his growing hardness pressing against her, and his hands as they moved from her lower back to her small, tight ass. He pulled her closer, and she felt his bulge grow bigger.

Jesus, she thought to herself, my pussy is really getting wet. I need this guy inside of me.

Breaking the kiss, she took his hand and led him to the large bed and pushed him back on it. Kissing him again, this time with more urgency and passion, she unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off of him. She then knelt down and removed both of his shoes and socks. Then she rose and smiling at him, pulled her dress up and over and her head, tossing it on the floor. She was left wearing black thigh highs, and matching black panties and bra. She reached around and unclasped the bra, watching him watch her. The bra fell, and her pert breasts with pretty pink nipples popped out into view.

She so wanted to tease him, dance for him naked, but her pussy was begging for some action. She dropped her panties, revealing her brown, trimmed bush and now wet pussy.

He started to reach for his belt buckle but she beat him to it.

“No, let me, please,” said Tina, unbuckling it, and then dropping to her knees so that she’d have the leverage to pull his pants down and off, which she did.

Next, his underwear, she thought, and then I can get at his cock.

She looked up and was startled, twice. First, she saw that he went commando, and so there was no underwear. But that was nothing to the surprise at the size of his cock.