Faking It by Elisa Lorello

Faking It by Elisa Lorello

Author:Elisa Lorello [Lorello, Elisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: C429, Extratorrents, Kat
Published: 2011-03-15T00:00:00+00:00


***

My "final" was a date with Devin the Escort. We met at night and at my place, and he instructed me to wear something sexy. The week before, I blew over two hundred dollars on satin and lace bras, panties, teddies, hosiery, and vanilla body lotion at Victoria's Secret. I opened the door to see him in his usual Versace, and I saw his eyes immediately scan the black cocktail dress and thigh-high sheers I was wearing. My feet were already killing me in three-inch, sling-back heels. With that one look, he gasped and exclaimed, "Bellisima!" blowing an Italian kiss with his fingers while his eyes shot off fireworks.

I beamed.

He brought chilled sparkling cider and strawberries in sterling silver buckets and set them out for me. I carefully sipped the cider from a crystal Mikasa flute and dipped one of the strawberries in a bowl of melted chocolate. The sensation of the flavors mixing in my mouth shot currents down my back.

"You know," he started, "I always meant to ask: how come you don't drink?"

"I can't stomach it," I replied. "Like the way some people are with dairy."

"Do you miss it?"

"Alcohol? Never."

"How come?"

"I never liked it. I've been in too many bars and clubs, watching my brothers perform, to see its effects, not to mention knowing some once-brilliant professors whose intellect have just withered away in the slosh of booze. It's sad, really."

"Hmm."

We danced to Diana Krall's cover of "The Look of Love" saying little, if anything, to each other. Even in my heels, I could just about reach around his shoulders, and let my hands touch his hair at the nape of his neck, while his hands brushed the small of my back like feathers. We locked in to each other's gaze and the world disappeared. Then Devin took me by the hand and led me to my bedroom. I had changed the bulbs in the reading lamps to soft pink, and bought creamy, fine percale sheets at Linens n Things. Vanilla scented votives burned unobtrusively on the dresser and nightstand and next to my reading chair.

"Nice," he approved, scanning the room.

He dipped and practically dropped me on the bed. By now the mantra was have no fear. Men like women who are neither too timid nor too forceful; who like to play; who aren't obsessing over their bodies. Just relax and have fun.

"Close your eyes," he instructed.

I did so.

"Okay: open them now." When I did, I spied a white box with a red ribbon wrapped around it, in his hand, extended to me.

I took the box, pulled off the ribbon, and opened it. Then I looked at it, then him, incredulously.

It was plastic and smooth and had a leopardskin pattern. It required two C batteries. It stood tall and erect and a condom could easily slip on and off it.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"I'm...a bit...surprised," I stammered.

"Haven't you ever used a vibrator before?"

I didn't respond.

"Haven't you ever seen one?"

I raised my eyebrows.

"Well, this one's for you. I thought you'd like the leopardskin," he winked.



Download



Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.