Chapter 1

Angie had always wanted to be an actress. She'd readily played in different roles in childhood school plays and even in high school. One thing she'd always noticed was that she'd continually be cast in the roles of a younger character, younger than she was in actual age.

As she'd finished school and moved into young adulthood, Angie had realized that her personal interests, her desires and her abilities were in the area of being a call girl and that's how her live had progressed. Then, after she'd started fucking customers for bigger and bigger prices, Angie realized that her innate acting skills would come in very handy when she was asked to help a customer enjoy a certain sexual fantasy.

Angie had found her career as a high-priced call girl increasingly interesting and fulfilling. She laughed when she thought others probably thought all she did was undress, spread her legs, and let some horny guy fuck her until he shot his wad. She laughed because she was sure that's probably what a lot of prostitutes did, but her fulfillment of her job calling involved a lot more fun in planning, dressing up, and pulling off her assignments to her customers' satisfaction.

Angie was now 23 years old, and she'd been working as a call girl with her current agency for nearly 3 years. But, one thing that Angie had quickly found out was that her appearance, her physical looks, made her seem to be much younger than she was. Angie had all the elements that made her look young -- rather small, round breasts, petite figure and height, a pretty face that just looked young, and she had the voice of a teenage girl instead of a young woman in her early 20's. Angie had to laugh at how many times she'd had men ask her how old she was. She could tell they were convinced she couldn't be legal age and they were afraid they were being set up for some kind of under-age sexual involvement. She'd always produce her driver's license and prove how old she was when it seemed that her age might be a factor in successfully carrying out that assignment. Then, Angie realized that some guys seemed to want her to be much younger than she really was -- and she was more than happy to portray herself as whatever age her clients wanted.

Angie had answered an untold number of assignments as a call girl, but this day she'd taken one from a man who was the CEO of a major company and he'd made his request very specific. He'd wanted a girl who would come to his executive office the first time, and he wanted her to be dressed like a schoolgirl. He wanted her to play somewhat reluctant to service his needs but he wanted her to provide all the normal sexual and other services that any of the girls from the agency would provide for the agreed price. The "call coordinator" knew that Angie was the girl for the assignment as soon as she hung up the phone.

Angie had three hours before the time she was supposed to be in the executive's office and she'd been told that if her performance met his expectations there would be lots of follow-up work with him in the weeks ahead. Angie freshened up, and she did a few things that she felt would enhance the fantasy that she was an under-age girl engaging in sex with an older man. One thing Angie knew she had to do was shave her pussy baby smooth. There were lots of things that didn't necessarily meet the reality test, but she knew that a schoolgirl would, in this guy's mind, have a baby smooth pussy, not one covered by a bush of pussy fur. She also went through her lingerie drawer and her closet carefully, trying to select those items that she knew would not only create the image but also prove sufficiently sexy to get this guy's cock hard and his libido raging.

Angie was a decent A-cup in her bra size and with her petite figure, it was no problem wearing girls' clothing sizes. She had clothes that she knew could make her look anything from 12-13 years old up to 30 years old. And she enjoyed the various challenges of dressing to appear the way she wanted to. For this assignment, Angie picked out a rather decent but sexy looking bikini panty, and she picked a bra that wasn't too blatantly sexy, but that still showed off her nice rounded B-cup breasts. When she needed to, Angie knew she could wear a bra that made her look ever smaller in the chest and sometimes she did that, too. And the outfit she chose to wear was right out of "school uniform" standards. Her skirt was just above her knees and she was wearing white socks that covered much of her leg below her skirt. Her blouse was button-up and it was just sheer enough to look prim and proper but it was also see-through enough that her client would be able to see her bra style and size through it. She knew that would get him going good.

Angie fixed her hair in a way that she knew made her look like a schoolgirl; she tried to stay away from ponytails and pigtails but she'd have even done that if it seemed necessary to create the image she wanted. She got dressed and drove to the parking garage adjacent to the multi-floor office building where she'd been told she was requested. Then, Angie left everything she wouldn't need in the car, and when she got out and walked a few steps away, there was no one who would have ever suspected she was even old enough to drive. She walked to the reception desk, and got directions up to the 36th floor where the company CEO, Ronald Ethan, had his offices. There she found his rather sexy receptionist waiting, and when Angie told her that she had a 3:00 P.M. appointment to see Mr. Ethan, the sexy blonde showed her through the door into his office.

Angie did her best to not only look like a young schoolgirl, but she also tried to carry herself in a way that she thought would further the sexual image she wanted to portray. She acted sort of shy and reticent in meeting Ronald Ethan, and she quickly saw that he was loving every minute of it. She sat down on a large couch to the left of his big desk, and Angie tried to respond to Mr. Ethan's comment and questions without appearing too certain of herself. She didn't want to create a conflict in the fantasy she was trying hard to create and the voice and mind that he was hearing as he talked with her.

When Angie sat down, she watched as Ronald came over and joined her on the couch. Before he got settled, she'd noticed that he already had a big hardon pushing against the front of his nice suit pants. She moved slightly, trying to sit like a schoolgirl and yet allow him to see her schoolgirl outfit, her skirt, her socks, and the blouse and bra she had on underneath it. She wanted him to get the full enjoyment of having his fantasy of seducing an innocent naive schoolgirl fulfilled.

"Angie, you're such a cute young lady," Ronald Ethan said, as he felt his cock growing very hard in his pants. He'd made the call and requested this very expensive call girl to be sent over, but he made sure that the moment his receptionist told him she'd arrived that he only looked at what he was seeing and not what he personally knew to be the reality. He saw a girl who was at most maybe 15 years old, and he was going to enjoy doing everything with her that he wanted to. He was paying big bucks for this fantasy to become reality and he was going to make the most of every single minute.

"Thank you, Mr. Ethan," Angie said as she tried not to look straight into his eyes in a way that she knew no schoolgirl was likely to confront a man's gaze at her nubile body. "Was there something that you wanted to see me for today?" she asked, wanting to help her client over any hesitations in getting on with what she'd come there for.

"Yes, Angie, there is. I wanted to spend some time with you and have you do some things with me, if you would," Ronald said. His cock was raging now as he talked to Angie and she seemed to be just what he'd envisioned when he'd made his "appointment". "Do your parents know where you're at this afternoon?" Ronald asked. He wanted to heighten the feeling of an illicit and forbidden experience and if Angie played her cards right, she'd get him off in the biggest way possible, and she'd get lots of return business from him and from like-minded friends of his.

Mr. Ethan moved closer to where Angie was sitting. He enjoyed just looking at her and letting his eyes and his mind devour her young body and her beauty. He was really starting to get horny and he knew the clock was ticking, too.

Before Ronald said anything else, he moved even closer to Angie, and then he reached over to her blouse, and he started unbuttoning the top button.

"What are you doing, Mr. Ethan?" Angie asked as it was obvious he was opening her blouse.

"Oh, Angie, I thought your blouse was buttoned just a bit too high, and I wanted to unfasten some of the buttons," Ronald said. He let the first button come undone, and then he moved his hand down, undoing the second and then the third one from the top. As he got that button undone, he began to see the material and style of Angie's bra underneath her blouse; he kept on moving his hand down until he had her blouse unbuttoned down to the waistband of her skirt. Then, with her blouse totally undone, Ronald slid his left hand inside her blouse and cupped her B-cup breast with his hand. She still had her bra on, but he could already feel a perky aroused nipple through the thin bra cup material.

"Mr. Ethan, that feels so good, but should we be doing this here in your office?" Angie said as she wanted to act naive and reluctant about what he was starting with her.

"Oh, yes, Angie, this is perfectly fine. I won't hurt you, Angie, I promise," Ronald said and the reached down, undoing the button holding Angie's dark skirt fastened and then he unzipped the zipper on the side of her skirt. With her skirt's waistband loosened, he could slide his hand inside her skirt and get between her legs. He'd always loved the phrase -- "getting into her panties" and that was precisely what he wanted to do now with Angie. He slid his hand underneath her skirt and he had her recline as he found the waistband of her bikini panties and then put his hand underneath it and slid it down between her legs.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, Mr. Ethan, ohh, what are you doing now?" Angie said. His hand felt so good on her smoothly shaved pussy and she wanted to be the adult mature woman she was and tell him just how it felt, but that wasn't her job at that moment. That might come later. "Ohhhhh, Mr. Ethan, please don't touch me down there," Angie protested.

"Yes, I am going to touch you there all I want, Angie," Ronald insisted. He began to act a bit more assertive with Angie as she tried to push the image of a young naive girl who's not experienced enough to know what this older man is wanting to do with her. She didn't want to come on too resistant, just enough to make it exciting enough for him.

Ronald Ethan slid his hand up and down inside Angie's panties and he loved the discovery that she had a shaved pussy. He felt her wet pussy and he slid his fingers across her pussy lips and then he crooked his finger and started sliding it into her pussy.

"Oh, oh, Mr. Ethan," Angie moaned. She closed her eyes as she felt Ronald Ethan penetrate her "virgin" pussy with his finger and then she felt him pull his hand out of her panties and he took her blouse and removed it from her upper body. Then he lifted her ass from the couch, and pulled her panties off, too. Ronald stood, quickly removing his pants and he reached down between Angie's breasts, undoing her bra clasp and he pulled both cups of her bra away from her small rounded breasts. When he uncovered her breasts, her large dark nipples caught his attention and he quickly covered her left nipple with his lips, sucking it firmly into his mouth. Angie moaned from the feeling of his lips on her tit and then he removed her bra and then reached down, taking her bikini panties off, too.

Ronald Ethan now had his schoolgirl date naked there on the couch in his office. He stood and jerked his cock a few times to show Angie what he had for her, and then he bent over, spreading her schoolgirl thighs and he buried his face in her tight young pussy. Ronald licked and kissed Angie's pussy until he had her squirming on the couch underneath him, and he did actually bring her to a powerful orgasm. Then, his cock fully erect and thick in arousal, Ronald Ethan took young sexy Angie's legs and he angled them out to the sides as he moved in between them. He looked down, seeing the young girl of his personal sexual fantasies there naked, waiting and vulnerable underneath him, and without saying anything, he positioned his cockhead in between Angie's spread thighs, and pushed forward, feeling the heat and wetness of her pussy as it spread to let him come inside her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Angie moaned. Mr. Ethan was big in the cock area and the head of his cock was very hard, but she'd had bigger in her pussy. She spread her legs to take him, and he soon had his entire cockhead inside her pussy. He withdrew slightly, then pushed back inside and this time his entire cock was safely buried inside Angie's hot young pussy. Then, Ronald Ethan reached up, taking Angie's tits in his hands as he began to fuck back and forth into her horny young pussy. She was loving it but she made sounds and whimpered like she was feeling a cock for the first time ever. She was totally convincing and it only made Ronald that much hornier. He kept on drilling his cock into Angie's young shaved pussy, and then he heard her cumming and he reached his own orgasm, too.

Ronald kept on thrusting in and out and his balls spurted a huge load of his cum deep inside Angie's young pussy. When he finished his fuck with her, he told her she'd been a very bad girl and she was to put her panties back on and leave immediately. On her way out, he handed her the envelope with the full amount of his payment inside in cash and said, "Young lady, I'll be calling your father and talking to him about this entire situation. You need lots more training in the near future.

Chapter 2

Angie's work as a high-priced call girl who was engaged to perform her sexual services while acting in a certain role became more and more lucrative. She'd fucked that one CEO while she was dressed and acted like a young schoolgirl and he'd enjoyed his sex experience with her so much that he'd passed the word through the grapevine of men who patronized her agency and she was getting an increasing number of requests to fill certain sexual fantasies. Because of her petiteness and her appearance of being younger than she was, Angie found those kinds of things describing how her clients wanted her to dress and act with them.

Angie got another request for her to be available to escort one of the CEO's to a big banquet he was going to be attending. She was asked to again dress and conduct herself as though she were a young teenager instead of a woman in her early 20's. Angie wore a very sexy demi-bra underneath the very young looking dress she'd picked out. She also had on a rather sexy thong but she knew that the horny client would only see those obviously more adult types of underwear once they got to the point where he was undressing her, or having her to undress while he watched.

Angie showed up at the hotel room where she'd been told to meet her client, and she was ushered into the room of Mr. Rodney Harrison. He was the CEO of a huge company and they were having a big celebration banquet that night in the hotel dining room. He was married but he always left his wife at home and ensured that he was accompanied to dinners and other outings by an attractive younger woman who would meet his needs, both socially and sexually, before the evening closed.

When she entered his room, Rodney Harrison asked her if she wanted anything to drink, and said, "I know you're much older than you look, Angie, but it makes me feel like a dirty old man to offer you a drink, much less to do what I'm going to be doing with you before this night is over."

"That's OK, I'm glad you feel like I'm younger than I really am, Rodney," Angie said as she prided herself in being able to pull off that much younger image. That was what this acting and high-class sex business was all about -- convincing the client that you were what they wanted you to be.

Shortly, Angie and Rodney Harrison left and rode the elevator down to the banquet. En route, she found out what kind of horny lusty man she was working with that night. When the elevator door closed, he immediately turned and pulled her into his arms. He reached up, closing his hand over her right breast through the material of the nice dress she was wearing, and Angie felt his hand firmly squeeze and play with her B-cup sized tit inside the cup of her bra. Angie was normally semi-aroused all the time when she was on a call, and this was no exception. But, with Rodney boldly feeling her up while they elevator was moving down, she felt her nipples grow totally hard and her pussy got even wetter than it already had been. Angie laughed as she thought Rodney Harrison probably felt like he was getting away with something forbidden; she loved how her clients seemed to often forget that she was a call-girl, a woman who did sexual acts and gave her body to her clients for their money. She wanted to respond hotly to Rodney's advance, hell, she'd even fuck him there in the elevator if that was what he wanted, but she maintained her aura of innocence and resistance to his touch and his kisses, and he got turned on even more by that. His cock was fully hard in his pants, and Angie reached down, lightly touching his cock to stimulate Rodney even thought that might be a bit bold for how she was supposed to be acting.