Everyone I know seems to have their whole life in order. They have great jobs, great homes and great families. However, I am the only one who does nothing.
I just graduated from university, where I'm struggling to find a job related to my degree. I refuse to go home to my parents, but I don't know where to go from here. I have to find something that keeps me wired, something that keeps me alive and makes me believe that adult life is not a dead end.
A new job opportunity
I distributed resumes where most of the manager's answers were,
Oh, we'll take a look later and call you. "
Most of the time, I know he wouldn't call me. It's 9.30pm and I'm sitting next to my desk, watching some funny videos about cats on YouTube to cheer me up. I'm starting to think I should look for self-employment. I type the word "freelance" on Google and see an article that catches my eye. The link was named:
"Escorting is the best freelance job you could ever do."
I click on the site and start reading what the author said. Apparently she had a lot of positive experiences as an independent escort. The part that catches my attention is the one in which the clients always treated her kindly, buying her presents after the meetings with them.
It makes me think of my last boyfriend who turns out to be a dick. Not once did he buy me presents or did he not appreciate that I was with him, so I ended the relationship with a text saying:
'It's over.'
I lie down on the chair while thinking about my advertisement as an escort. I think it would be scary, of course, but the thrill of the business excites me. I click on another link included in the article and start filling out the online application. I'm starting to upload the sexiest pictures I can find of myself, where most of the pictures are old topless photos I was sending to my ex.
After I upload them to my profile page, I continue to post my contact details. However, how would I like customers to contact me? Should it be via email, phone or private messages? It takes me forever to reply to emails and I don't want to receive spam in my inbox. It seems that contact by phone is the best option for me.
After that, I play the waiting game. I wonder what my first pointer would look like. Would he be tall, fit and well-groomed? Or would he be old and fat with a hair in retreat? What would his cock look like? I rest my laptop and go straight to bed and start practicing some sexual positions, so I'm ready for my first date. I hope they are better fuck than my last loved.
My first client
Is morning. I hate waking up early, but I have to be prepared only if I get a request from a client. I log in to my profile page and I don't see any emails or messages sent to me. I realize how stupid I was only when I put on my phone number. Suddenly, my phone starts ringing. My heart beats in my chest and a cold sweat begins to flow down my spine. I look at my phone screen and notice that it is an unrecognized number. Okay, this has to be my first client. I take a deep breath and accept the call. I tremble a little when I press the phone to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Hello, are you Ramona?"
His voice sounds deep but clear at the same time.
"Yes, can I ask who I'm talking to?
I try to set a sexy tone, but I just sound like an idiot, so I go back to my normal voice.
"My name is Sebastian. I found your profile on the escort site and ... well ... I was wondering if you're free for a date today? "
"Um ... yes, I am!"
Can you come in the evening? Let's say at 9:00? "
"That can be arranged."
The mysterious man continues to give me his address.
"One more thing. Could you wear red lipstick when you get to my house?"
"Umm, sure."
Good. See you tonight."
"See you."
I put the phone down and criticized myself for how I could have acted more professionally and attractively ... oh, well, it's the first time I've talked to a client anyway. I just hope I don't look like a fool when I come to his house tonight.
A cruel encounter
It's 9pm and the words can't describe how nervous I am. I wait in front of my client's door wearing the thinnest clothes I could find in my wardrobe. It's a black dress, with a belt that goes over one shoulder, with sequins that go over my chest and stomach. The dress goes above my knees, and my transparent tights are pulled up to the torso. I hope my high heels match my red lipstick. "Russian roulette", this is the name of my lipstick. Even if I don't believe in God, I pray that the player likes what services I have to offer. He did not give me specific details about what he would like to do in our meeting, so I am worried about what he might ask me to do.
I knock on the door 3 times before I hear anyone coming down the stairs. When the door opens, I see Sebastian sitting there. It just looks like any other person you'll hit on the streets. She is wearing a light gray shirt with dark blue jeans and slippers. He starts talking.
- Good evening, Ramona
Good evening."
He kisses me on both cheeks before taking me to his living room. The place is bigger than I thought. His living room has 3 beige sofas with a rug sitting next to a fireplace ... what house has a fireplace nowadays ?!
Would you like something to drink? "
- Just water, please.
He looked at me puzzled before heading to the kitchen for a drink, along with some champagne for him. She puts it lightly in her hand before she sits down on one of the couches.
Let me guess, is this your first date? ”
Yes."
You are angry?"
Little bit?"
It has to be more than a little, I smell talcum powder on you. ”
My cheeks start to sparkle.
Don't worry, I like the scent. ”
I exhale silently.
Why don't you sit down, I don't bite ... if you don't want me to do that ".
I walk slowly to where he is and sit down next to him. His arm is outstretched close to where my shoulder is.
First, look to the right and open the envelope on the counter. ”
I do what he says and I found a load of 50 euro banknotes inside.
This is the service rate you charged me, all in full. Therefore, you can be sure that I will not tear you away. ”
Thanks."
I put the envelope in my purse and push it aside.
Didn't you tell me what you wanted to do? ”
No need to rush into that bit yet. I want you to feel comfortable. ”
I'm expiring once again.
How old are you, Ramona?
I am 25 years old. How about you? ”
I am 37 years old. ”
Really? You look much younger than that. ”
He laughs at me. That's great! I'm starting well.
Well, thank you, Ramona, that means a lot. "
"Have you been with many escorts before?"
Yes, not as many as you think, though. I'm pretty specific to my tastes. ”
And what do you taste like? ”
Sebastian starts playing with my curly and gray hair and follows his fingers to the top. He looked at my hair before he looked into my hazel eyes.
You know, I don't ask all escorts to wear red lipstick. "
Then why did you ask me to wear it? ”
Because I think you look very beautiful. I think you find it hot. ”
I'm starting to blush again. My last boyfriend never mentioned what will make me look beautiful.
You know what, I might like a glass of champagne. ”
He smiles at me before returning to the kitchen to pour me a glass of that fresh bubble liquid. I put my water on the counter and take a small mirror out of my bag to make sure my lipstick didn't get dirty. I don't realize how fast Sebastian was taking my drink until I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. I pass my glass and take a small sip until he starts rubbing his hands on my shoulders. He continues to massage them slowly.
- Do you trust me, Ramona?
I stop for a moment.
Do."
Then I will tell you what I like throughout this meeting. I know I should have told you this before we met ... maybe because the other escorts I see know about my interests ... but I want you to know how I am and if I like you, you'll be waiting for more meetings with me in the future. ”
O.K. "
Good."
His fingers lightly pressed against my skin.
I love my girlfriend's experience. I like to see my partner feel good and comfortable ... It ignites me so much. ”
I can feel her hands sliding down to my cleavage.
What else do you like? "
I like it when you tell me your name. ”
What else do you like, Sebastian? ”
I like the worship of the body ... ”
And?"
Sebastian starts slipping his hands under my dress and massaging my breasts as my nipples tighten. I lost the ability to speak in complete sentences.
Stand up."
I quickly put on my glass of champagne and do what the pointer asked me to do. His hands are over me. He begins to run his lips over the back of his neck and shoulders. She undoes my dress and lets it fall to the ground, exposing my breasts, tights and legs.
Keep your shoes on and go to the carpet. ”
I slide to the fireplace and point my body at him. For a few minutes, he stared at me, as if piercing my skin with his eyes. He took off his slippers and walked leisurely to where I was sitting.
Kiss Me."
I touch her lips with mine and feel how soft I am. For my first date, this is going great so far. We continue to kiss until I feel a warm hand rubbing between my thighs. He gasps for air as he breathes into my ear.
I like to talk dirty too. ”
What would you like to do to me, Sebastian? ”
I want to feel how wet you are, I want to hear you moan when I put my fingers in you. I want you to sleep in ecstasy while your sweat runs down my skin. "
His tongue touches my neck before he starts nibbling on my earlobe. I feel my pantyhose getting wet as I feel her fingers rubbing against the tip of my clitoris to where my pussy is. It's a good thing I decided not to wear pants
But first… "
Sebastian stops before he kneels under me.
"... I want you to sit on my face."
He grabs my calves and forces me to hug his face. She likes the taste of my juices with every wet spot she licks. Sebastian breaks a hole in my tights and sticks his face between my pussy lips. He gasps for more air as the feel of his tongue makes my clit tingle. Judging by his technique, he knows how to please his escorts.
Do you like that, Ramona?
Yes Yes ..."
- Tell me your name, Grace.
Yes, Sebastian. Yes, I like it a lot. ”
Do you like the feeling that my tongue is licking your wet pussy, Grace? ”
Yes, Sebastian ... ”
Tell me how you feel. ”
It feels so good! You know how to wet me ... ”
Good. Tell me how I can make you hope, Ramona "
Just ... Just ... Don't stop ... don't stop ... "
I feel her tongue move faster and harder against my clitoris until one of his fingers enters her pussy. Once she stops stroking my thigh with one hand, she unbuttons her jeans to reveal her majestic manhood and begins to caress her slowly. Without thinking, I start rocking my hips back and forth. I feel his mouth sucking on my pussy as he lets me ride his face vigorously.
I hear his muffled moans getting louder and firmer as he rubs his cock faster and harder. I think he's about to hope, too. I begin to lose control of my body and place my hands over his head so that I can put more force in the movement of my hips. His tongue feels so good. Now I'm going to do a second now. Suddenly, a growth passes through my body and I start to shake while the pussy juices wet my pointer face. I feel something splashing hot on my ass.
Sebastian slips his body away from me and heads to the kitchen to wipe himself with a cloth. I feel a little weird moving while I'm covered in his cum.
Stay still. "
I hear his voice behind me as he wipes the sponge off me.
The end of my first date
About 30 minutes after taking her shower and having a post-coital conversation, I head for the door with my bag and purse. Before Sebastian opened the door, he looked at me.
"Thank you for tonight. I want to arrange another meeting with you. ”
I smile cheerfully
"With pleasure."
Open the door where a taxi is waiting for me. I look at myself with a puzzled face.
- Did you order a taxi?
Don't know how the business works? In return for your time and company, I pay for your travel and services. ”
I only live a few streets down. ”
- It's quite late, Ramona. I don't want you to travel home at night. ”
I feel a little bad so I give up the subject.
He kisses me on every cheek and wishes me good night before closing the door behind me. I head for the taxi, thinking about the meeting I just had with Sebastian. As the taxi starts to leave, my phone starts ringing again. It's another unknown number, but I'm taking it anyway.
"Hello?"
Hi, my name is Mitchell, I saw your profile page on the escort site and you look gorgeous ... ”
