Adventures of a London Call Boy by Ben Franckx

Author:Ben Franckx
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Xcite Books Ltd
Published: 2009-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-seven

Julia’s requests were quite particular, but not the strangest things I got asked.

I’d had a couple of assignments with a professional girl in her mid thirties. I think she worked in a bank near Oxford Street. Let’s call her Z. She was tall and slim, with a body used to exercise; she had long, light brown hair which she normally tied conservatively back, but her suits always sexily hugged her figure and she wore sharp stilettos with little ankle straps like J.’s.

It started out as an escort job, in fact, as she hired me for a work do, where I was my smart and charming best before we parted with a chaste kiss. I must have made the right impression, because she hired me for a second, bedroom assignment, and then our third encounter was an evening meet, starting with drinks in town. We met in an old theatrical pub near Chinatown. It was a fairly quiet, midweek night, and we chatted quite amiably about not much.

After a couple of drinks we were getting quite cosy, and I suggested we could either go for dinner or, perhaps, have one for the road and then she might like to come back to my place, for the business end of the date. She agreed, and I bought her another G&T, after which she seemed at least tipsy.

We sat close to each other in the taxi, and soon her hand had fallen on my knee. I held it, and after a moment, we kissed. There was something like anger in her passion, and I almost had to hold her back from mounting me there and then. I’m no prude. I just think taxi drivers have enough of a job paying attention to what’s going on without the distraction of seeing rampant professionals fucking in the rear-view mirror.

Back at mine, Celeste was out, and so I showed Z. through to the main room. She sat, her legs crossed, her foot moving back and forth. As I poured drinks, I could see her stocking tops up the slit of her skirt.

We had barely touched the drinks before we were making out again. Soon we were intertwined, her small but pert breasts revealed after I unbuttoned her blouse and slipped off her bra. She hitched her skirt up to reveal a pair of tiny, lace trim knickers over her suspenders. I slid my hand up her thigh and worked my finger towards her clit. She was hot and wet, and as I stroked her sex and toyed with her nipples, she moaned and began to bite my neck.

She came quickly, her juices running onto my fingers, which I put to her lips for her to taste. Then she reached down and freed my cock, before bending over to mouth it. She had fantastic technique, running her tongue up and down the length while sucking it deep into her mouth and using her lips to pleasure me.

I held off from coming and scrabbled around for a condom.

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