“So, what’s your story? Why would a man that looks like you sell himself?”
I nearly choked on my scotch; I didn’t expect that question. She hit me on the back.
“Are you okay? Oh, dear, I tend to be very blunt at times. It’s just that when I saw you, that’s the first thing that went through my mind.”
I was annoyed and with her assumption so I hit her back with a question. “Then what’s your story? Why would a woman who looks like you pay for my services?”
“Mmm, touché. We’re starting off on the wrong foot, aren’t we? I’m sorry.”
I observed her face, she was so lovely, but now I saw the hurt there. “No need for any apology; you just took me by surprise and my defense mechanisms kicked in. I’m sorry.” I had to remember that this was a job and every woman had her reasons for hiring an escort. I scanned over her lovely face. Again, I had to remind myself that this was a job. I needed to push aside my thoughts and give her a taste of Ricardo Hanley. I needed to stop the bullshit and be the man she had paid for and was expecting.
She looked down at her hands. “My story? Well, I do masturbate, a lot, but I haven’t had a man in almost ten years. I haven’t had a man’s touch, a kiss, or any intimacy in that long.”
I went to touch her neck and she jumped. Then she grabbed onto me. “No please, you just surprised me.” Christ, she was warm and soft. What man would be able to keep his hands off her?
I have no idea why she affected me the way she did. I wanted nothing more than to touch her. I wanted to feel every inch of her under my hands. I edged closer and she didn’t flinch. Her breathing increased. I rubbed her back gently, enjoying the feel of the silk. She leaned into my hand and sighed. “That feels so good.”
“Does it?” I answered.
“Yes, you have a wonderful touch.”
My hand moved up to her neck and I tilted her head back. I gazed at her. My eyes went to her slightly parted lips. I touched them with mine. A small breath escaped hers. I leaned closer and put more pressure on her lips. She parted them. My tongue entered and found hers. Our tongues entwined and the kiss deepened. I turned her into me, crushing her so her full tits could collide with my chest. Her hands came up around my neck, fingers winding themselves in my hair. The kiss deepened further and became one of passion. I kissed her and my mind went with the woman in my arms. Heat emanated around me and inside of me. This heat was different from what I normally experienced. This was a yearning and a need that was encompassing me. I wanted to see her naked, bury my face in her breasts, kiss every inch of her, and then taste her very core. For the first time in a long time, a woman excited me more than physically. She had gotten inside somehow; she’d gotten deeper.
All thoughts of Tory March fled my mind and heart. I wanted to become lost in Angela’s arms. The scent of her breath aroused me and her soft mews of need took me over. And when she stopped for a moment and gazed into my eyes, I saw the hurt, the desire and the years of sexual neglect, that lurked there. Yet, I had to remember this amazing woman was nothing more than another client.
Chapter Seven
“Ricardo,” she said breathlessly. “Oh God, it’s been so long.”
“I want to love you properly, Angela, in your bedroom.”
She broke away from me gently and grabbed my hand. “After ten years I’m sadly out of practice, but my body is wide awake. I’m sure this is normal.”
“Baby, it’s perfectly normal. Let me show you.”
“Please do.”
We stood together and she led me from the den to her bedroom. Again, the décor was tasteful and very much a part of the woman I was with.
I stood over her and grabbed her. I wanted more of her lips and mouth so I took it. Our bodies entwined and my hands moved all over her, every curve delicious. “Let me undress you, Angela; let me be in control. Let me love you.”
“Oh, my. Yes, yes, of course,” she whispered.
I unbuttoned her blouse and revealed what I had anticipated, a great set of tits. Her black lace bra could barely contain them, so I unleashed them.
“Baby, these are magnificent.” I could barely speak.
She smiled. “Want to taste them?”
She slid my jacket off my shoulders and I let it fall to the floor. Then we began undressing each other. Her laughter was wonderful and to see her smiling touched me. For over two years and since my divorce, no woman had affected me the way she was. Even Tory March couldn’t hold a candle to Angela O’Malley. Was I getting soft, or was it just the company?
She had me down to my boxers and she stopped. She now had nothing on but her bra and underwear.
“So what do you think? A bit more of me to love than your other clients?”
After making that statement, she looked up at me. I saw a little defiance in her eyes, almost as if she was challenging me to say something derogatory, but I couldn’t. Her body was turning me on big time. Every curve was well padded and strategically placed. As I scanned her face, I observed that every feature was a work of perfection. My eyes settled on her full lips, ones I needed to kiss.
When my lips met hers, she moaned low and small, her hunger evident in that one small gesture. “I want you,” I told her. “Every inch of you. You put most women I have been with to shame.”
Her hands came to my face and her eyes filled with unshed tears. “You flatter me,” she whispered. “How did Sherry know to send the right man to me?”
I smiled. Her words brought some reality back to the moment. However, I didn’t give a shit about reality anymore. For the first time in a long time, I wanted a woman, and this didn’t feel like a job. “Angela, putting Sherry aside, if I’d seen you beforehand, I’d be here just the same. You’re a beautiful woman and right now all I want to do is fuck you.”
She blushed. The flush was refreshing and so was the look in her eyes. She didn’t look at me as though I was some fresh piece of meat. Though I had regular clients and had become friends with some, the reflection in her eyes was different. All I wanted to do now was give her pleasure. My lips met hers again, searching for her tongue, and I kissed her deeply. We eased our bodies onto the bed, and I tried to make sure my full weight wasn’t on her. I wrapped one hand in her panties and pulled them down then let my body trail after them, taking in her scent of arousal. My mouth began to water. The smell of her sex was overwhelming. I spread her thighs wide, giving me a full view of her wet pussy.
Like most women I’d been with, she had little pubic hair, making access to her pussy easy and alluring. Her hands came to my shoulders then to my head.
“Oh, Ricardo,” she whispered as I kissed the inside of her soft thighs. So soft, every time my lips touch her my cock twinged. Damn, she tasted good, smelled amazing, and her pussy was dark pink and so wet. I licked at her teasingly and massaged both calves as I kissed her toes. Then I landed little kisses behind her knees and kept her legs spread so I could get my fill of looking at her. My cock hardened with each touch and each kiss.
Her eyes remained closed as I delved into her pussy, my tongue finding her clit and flicking it continuously. I bit it ever so lightly, whirling my tongue around it, causing her to grab onto my head and hair. Her moans became frequent and breathless.
“Oh, God, Ricardo, oh fuck!” she said, pushing her hips into my mouth.
“Come on, baby, I want to feel you come. I want to drink every last drop of you,” I said in response.
I licked and sucked until her body began to tremble. I moaned; my cock was hard, aching, and the tip moist with my pre-cum. My real reward would be her orgasm.
“Oh, fuck!” she yelled and came, her cunt gushing all over my face. Her hips lifted off the bed and she spread her legs wide, pushing my head into her. I kissed and sucked every inch of her then kissed my way up her torso, enjoying every blessed curve. I stopped at her breasts and sucked each hard sensitive nub, luxuriating in the feel of them.
“Has Sherry spoken to you? Do you prefer that I use a condo
m? I trust that you’re safe.”
“Yes, Sherry is very careful and I would never have considered this, except I know her too well. We can forget the condom; no way I’m getting pregnant,” she giggled.
“Okay, then I’ll get back to business.”
“Please do. If the next orgasm is anything like the first, my love, you are certainly a magician.”
“Damn Sherry; she told you my nickname,” I said, grinning.
“Oh, Ricardo, you’ve already lived up to your name. I’d never argue any point with you.”
I moved up between her thighs and teased her clit with my hard cock. She bit her lip and smiled at me.
“Oh, God. Do you know I haven’t had a man inside me in ten years?”
“Then tell me what you want. Let go, baby.”
“Oh, Ricardo, please fuck me.” She put my face in her hands again. I was beginning to like her ways. “I want that cock of yours deep inside of me.”
As she held my face in her hands, I positioned my dick at the wet slit to her body. I guided myself in. She opened up for me. In I pushed, further and further as I watched her face. Her eyes fluttered; her full lips parted. Her heat encompassed me, and her pussy was tight around my cock. Euphoria rushed through me. I was going to come but I needed to hold back. I stopped and stayed still to kiss her deeply. I ground my pelvis into hers. Then I knew there was no more holding back, and I began ramming my cock into her repeatedly. Her legs wound around me and gave me deeper access to her.
We began our dance and with each of my thrusts, she met mine equally with one of her own. Our hearts beat fast, our breath came in short gasps, and then I erupted. I lost myself in her. My cock pulsed and my semen pumped into her. Angela held on and pushed her hips into me then she let go.
“Oh, Christ, Ricardo, you did it again!” she yelled, holding on to me. “Yes, yes, yes…” she repeated.
Then her body tightened around my dick, and she pulled what was left of me inside her. Then she relaxed. She’d come and her breathing was now, less labored. We lay together for a few moments and then I kissed her cheek softly. She snuggled closer, and wrapped her arms around my neck. I didn’t want to let her go, but then I realized I was acting far too protective. I’d lost track of what I was doing. Angela O’Malley was a client and nothing more. So, I rolled off her gently and lay next to her. She rolled to me and put her arms around my neck.
Her arms were warm, her breasts soft and enticing, as they crushed against my chest. I wanted to roll away, stop sharing a moment with her, but I couldn’t. Maybe I’d been doing this for far too long. I’d been able to walk away too many times over the two years. Tory had grabbed at me, now this woman. What the fuck was going on?
She must have sensed something was bothering me. I was too quiet. “Ricardo, are you okay?”
I turned my head to her. “Sure, babe, I’m fine.”
“Really? You seem awfully quiet to me.”
“Do I? Tough business I’m in.” I smiled.
“I would think this business is what some men dream of.” Here’s where her voice grew cold.
“Was your husband a complete fool?” After I made that statement, I was sorry. It wasn’t so much, what I said, it was the way I said it, with every intention of hurting her.
She raised her head so she could look me in the eyes. “I did him a grave injustice by marrying him. I never loved him and I tried to, but it never happened. He wanted me, and the man I did love had hurt me and left me. I swore never to love again. The pain was far too much to bear, but I wanted a home, children, and the semblance of happiness. So I took him up on his offer and never was honest with him. For years, he never knew; I kept up the ruse very well. Then I just didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t pretend anymore and I let things crumble. Our children are grown and on their own, and he’s a good man… just tired of trying. Yes, he loves me, but I want no part of him, especially sexually, and haven’t for years. You see, he was no fool, just a man in love. I was the fool. I should have let him go, let him find a woman who would love him.”
I laid my head back on the pillow. “Angela, we all get married for different reasons. Yours was as good as any, and so was mine. So for years, the man had what he wanted, the woman he loved.”
“You make it sound so unimportant. I, on the other hand, feel like I stole his life from him.”
“And how does he feel?”
“He says he loves me but has found a woman he cares for, and she adores him. I had to let him go.”
“And this?” I turned to her when I asked her.
“This is for me. I wasn’t going to make love with some groping, sex-starved divorced man. I even loathe the thought of going out there again into the world of “dating.” That’s when my old friend Sherry came into play. We had a class reunion and we met up again. Yes, I told her my story, and I had no idea she had such an interesting business. She sang your praises; said you would be the perfect man to introduce me to the pleasures of the flesh again.”
I raised an eyebrow, grinned, and then shook my head.
“Yes, she used those exact words.”
“Sherry can be a little dramatic at times.”
“Well, she was right on where you’re concerned.” Her smile began to melt me once again. My cock was getting hard, and to think I didn’t take the Viagra I now kept on hand.
“Lady, that smile is undoing me again. I’m yours for twenty-four hours.” I grabbed her to me and kissed her hard. She stopped and whispered in my ear. Christ, I must have died and gone to heaven with this woman. “Are you sure?”
“If you don’t want to, I’ll understand. I’ve never had anal sex before and I’ve always been curious. It sounds so decadent and I would only do this with a man I trust or a professional.”
A professional, she said. Why did her words sting? “Then we’ll have to try, won’t we? And that is quite a lovely ass.”
She smiled and her cheeks turned a very light shade of red. At this point, I was familiar with her body. The thought of putting my hard cock in her ass excited me. I was already getting hard planning my seduction of her virgin ass. And since I was a professional, maybe it was time I started acting like one and give Angela her money’s worth.
I kissed her hard again, letting our tongues rub and suck each other. With her arms and legs wrapped around me, our bodies began breaking out in a sweat. It was time to feast on her pussy and then her ass. My cock was hard and the tip weeping pre-cum. I kissed my way down her torso, but not before sucking both of her large nipples until they were hard and taut. She squirmed under my mouth. My fingers found their way down to her mound and then into the lips of her pussy. They searched for her clit. When I found it, I took it in between my fingers and massaged it.
She opened her legs wide for me and I began to get her ass ready for my cock. I had plenty of lubricant, but the oral part of it made her enjoy it even more. So, my finger held her open and my tongue searched for her clit. I licked and sucked all around until I found that little nub of pleasure. I’d get her to secrete enough fluid to grease her ass. Again, the thought overwhelmed me. I’d had more asses than I could keep track of, but this woman’s request surprised me and also delighted me. I’d never wanted to ravish a woman the way I wanted to ravish her.
My tongue kept sucking her clit then I moved down to her forbidden little hole. She gripped the sheets as she felt my finger enter her. Slow and easy, I pushed onward, allowing her to get used to my probing. She seemed more than prepared for me. Then my tongue found its way into her forbidden canal. The musky taste mixed with her tart cunt juices urged me on.
Her moans of pleasure and her body’s movement told me she was enjoying my attention.
“Angela, I’m getting the lube. Then I’m going to enter you.”
“Oh yes, Ricardo. Oh yes,” she said, still holding onto the sheets.
I got up, grabbing the tube of lubricant on her nightstand. I rubbed it on my cock as she watched, smiling. “You’re something to l
ook at. I never thought I’d enjoy looking at a man naked but, Ricardo, you are beautiful.”
I turned to her and smiled. “You aren’t so bad yourself,” I said.
“You make me feel free,” she said with her hand on her hip seductively. “Thank you for that.”
I climbed back onto the bed next to her. “Angela, you’re a beautiful woman; any man can see that and your body is goddamn enticing and gorgeous.”
“Come here, Ricardo. Work your magic.” She turned on her stomach and raised her ass then giggled. Christ, my cock was hard. This woman was driving me crazy.
I moved around her on my knees between her legs, raising her ass up. I parted her cheeks and worked the lube into her ass. My fingers, now fully lubed, entered her deeply. She was moaning and humping the bed. It was time to sink my cock into her.
“Baby, I’m going to take it slow. I need to get past that tight muscle, but once I do, I’m going to fuck your ass hard. Rub your clit as I fuck you. This will encourage an orgasm.”
I spread her cheeks and put my cock in her tight hole. The lube made it easy to enter her. She was so tight that I wanted to come, spurt my semen everywhere. My orgasm was so near. She had a hand down between her legs and I could feel her vigorous rubbing as I thrust in and out of her. Her moans goaded me on. Her hard breathing told me she was close. Her muffled scream was all I needed.
“Angela, fuck, I’m going to come. Keep rubbing your clit. Yes, yes, oh fuck I’m coming.” And I did and it was damn good.
“Fuck,” she murmured. “First time that ever happened,” she whispered.
I leaned over her. “First time what happened?” I whispered in her ear.
“Oh, the orgasm, that was intense. I hear anal sex can evoke a rather hard and amazing climax.”
She had a point. I had heard that some women did experience incredible orgasms from anal sex. I attributed her remark to her past recollections of sex with her husband. She did say she’d never had a cock up her ass before.
I let her remark roll off my back. It never came to mind again. I had more time to spend with her and I was making the most of it. I had plans, and somehow this beautiful woman was becoming part of them.
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