Jessi_B_Wild @Jessi_B_Wild
I had an awesome weekend...
Friday, I moved up a notch in my profession by doing my first real Escort gig.
An out of town client I had seen a couple of times approached me to be his date for an award banquet he was attending for work, with drinks, dinner, dancing and an overnight stay in his suite.
He is a nice man so I agreed, quoting him a generous rate.
He didn't even haggle.
So Friday night, cleaned up and more than just presentable, he picked my up in a limo and we headed to the nicest hotel in town.
I was in a clingy black sheath dress and heels with a single strand of my Mom's pearls around my neck, and he was in a tailored suit, the two of us turning some heads as we entered the hotel.
There was a receiving line, where we met his boss and his wife, as well as other executive types. His boss looked at me and my date and asked, "Where did you find this charming young lady?"
Ever discreet, I relied, "Oh, we get together often when X is in town. He's a dear friend."
(which sounds so much better than, "He found me in a massage parlor, where he pays with his company card to fuck my brains out.")
After cocktails and small talk, we moved to the dining room for an amazing six course dinner, with a different wine for every course.
It took a lot of will power to not eat everything put in front of me, because it was all delicious.
I ate a bit of everything, but I was on the clock and it's hard to be a sexual dynamo when you are stuffed. ..
There were speeches between courses, and X got an award for something (I was not paying attention...) and I stood up and gave him a big kiss when he came back to the table.
When dinner and plaudits were done, the lights dimmed and there was dancing to a nice jazzy combo.
We danced a bit, with a bit of touchy feely on the floor, but we only stayed long enough so it didn't look like we were dashing off.
We headed to the elevator, where we were invited to another couple's suite for a drink.
They also had some weed, so we indulged in that vice as we chatted.
The other girl asked my what I did for work and I looked at X to get a sense of how I should respond. He just smiled and nodded so I just replied that I was a professional courtesan. (I like that... it sounds classier than whore.)
She was not surprised, and it turned out that she was a cocktail waitress, invited by her date.
As it happens, several of the younger guys had a bet over who could bring the hottest date. I think X won, but I never heard an official result.
We sparked another joint and got comfortable.
X looked at me and asked what I would like to do now.
I smiled and said, "This is your show. I do what you tell me to do until noon tomorrow."
He said, "I'd like to see you make out with his date."
The other fellow looked at his date, and she smiled and said, "Ok..."
So i moved over to the couch, and we started kissing. She was right into it, and let me take the lead. We were both wrecked and a bit drunk, but I had her out of her pretty party dress in a minute.
We moved to the bed, and the boys just watched for a while until I motioned them in.
We both needed some dick by this point.
It was a fun 4 way for the next hour, but I eventually looked at X and said, "Let's go back to your room."
We bundled up our clothes and scampered naked down the hall, as his room was on the same floor.
We fucked like mink for the next hour before we fell into a deep sleep.
In the morning, he ordered a big room service breakfast and we lounged around for a couple of hours before check out, wearing big fluffy hotel robes and sipping fabulous coffee.
At 12, I changed into something more casual, and with a final kiss and a large wad of cash, I took and Uber home to my girl.
I made as much in 16 hours as I usually make in a week, and I could get used to this...
Friday, I moved up a notch in my profession by doing my first real Escort gig.
An out of town client I had seen a couple of times approached me to be his date for an award banquet he was attending for work, with drinks, dinner, dancing and an overnight stay in his suite.
He is a nice man so I agreed, quoting him a generous rate.
He didn't even haggle.
So Friday night, cleaned up and more than just presentable, he picked my up in a limo and we headed to the nicest hotel in town.
I was in a clingy black sheath dress and heels with a single strand of my Mom's pearls around my neck, and he was in a tailored suit, the two of us turning some heads as we entered the hotel.
There was a receiving line, where we met his boss and his wife, as well as other executive types. His boss looked at me and my date and asked, "Where did you find this charming young lady?"
Ever discreet, I relied, "Oh, we get together often when X is in town. He's a dear friend."
(which sounds so much better than, "He found me in a massage parlor, where he pays with his company card to fuck my brains out.")
After cocktails and small talk, we moved to the dining room for an amazing six course dinner, with a different wine for every course.
It took a lot of will power to not eat everything put in front of me, because it was all delicious.
I ate a bit of everything, but I was on the clock and it's hard to be a sexual dynamo when you are stuffed. ..
There were speeches between courses, and X got an award for something (I was not paying attention...) and I stood up and gave him a big kiss when he came back to the table.
When dinner and plaudits were done, the lights dimmed and there was dancing to a nice jazzy combo.
We danced a bit, with a bit of touchy feely on the floor, but we only stayed long enough so it didn't look like we were dashing off.
We headed to the elevator, where we were invited to another couple's suite for a drink.
They also had some weed, so we indulged in that vice as we chatted.
The other girl asked my what I did for work and I looked at X to get a sense of how I should respond. He just smiled and nodded so I just replied that I was a professional courtesan. (I like that... it sounds classier than whore.)
She was not surprised, and it turned out that she was a cocktail waitress, invited by her date.
As it happens, several of the younger guys had a bet over who could bring the hottest date. I think X won, but I never heard an official result.
We sparked another joint and got comfortable.
X looked at me and asked what I would like to do now.
I smiled and said, "This is your show. I do what you tell me to do until noon tomorrow."
He said, "I'd like to see you make out with his date."
The other fellow looked at his date, and she smiled and said, "Ok..."
So i moved over to the couch, and we started kissing. She was right into it, and let me take the lead. We were both wrecked and a bit drunk, but I had her out of her pretty party dress in a minute.
We moved to the bed, and the boys just watched for a while until I motioned them in.
We both needed some dick by this point.
It was a fun 4 way for the next hour, but I eventually looked at X and said, "Let's go back to your room."
We bundled up our clothes and scampered naked down the hall, as his room was on the same floor.
We fucked like mink for the next hour before we fell into a deep sleep.
In the morning, he ordered a big room service breakfast and we lounged around for a couple of hours before check out, wearing big fluffy hotel robes and sipping fabulous coffee.
At 12, I changed into something more casual, and with a final kiss and a large wad of cash, I took and Uber home to my girl.
I made as much in 16 hours as I usually make in a week, and I could get used to this...
I had an awesome weekend...
Friday, I moved up a notch in my profession by doing my first real Escort gig.
An out of town client I had seen a couple of times approached me to be his date for an award banquet he was attending for work, with drinks, dinner, dancing and an overnight stay in his suite.
He is a nice man so I agreed, quoting him a generous rate.
He didn't even haggle.
So Friday night, cleaned up and more than just presentable, he picked my up in a limo and we headed to the nicest hotel in town.
I was in a clingy black sheath dress and heels with a single strand of my Mom's pearls around my neck, and he was in a tailored suit, the two of us turning some heads as we entered the hotel.
There was a receiving line, where we met his boss and his wife, as well as other executive types. His boss looked at me and my date and asked, "Where did you find this charming young lady?"
Ever discreet, I relied, "Oh, we get together often when X is in town. He's a dear friend."
(which sounds so much better than, "He found me in a massage parlor, where he pays with his company card to fuck my brains out.")
After cocktails and small talk, we moved to the dining room for an amazing six course dinner, with a different wine for every course.
It took a lot of will power to not eat everything put in front of me, because it was all delicious.
I ate a bit of everything, but I was on the clock and it's hard to be a sexual dynamo when you are stuffed. ..
There were speeches between courses, and X got an award for something (I was not paying attention...) and I stood up and gave him a big kiss when he came back to the table.
When dinner and plaudits were done, the lights dimmed and there was dancing to a nice jazzy combo.
We danced a bit, with a bit of touchy feely on the floor, but we only stayed long enough so it didn't look like we were dashing off.
We headed to the elevator, where we were invited to another couple's suite for a drink.
They also had some weed, so we indulged in that vice as we chatted.
The other girl asked my what I did for work and I looked at X to get a sense of how I should respond. He just smiled and nodded so I just replied that I was a professional courtesan. (I like that... it sounds classier than whore.)
She was not surprised, and it turned out that she was a cocktail waitress, invited by her date.
As it happens, several of the younger guys had a bet over who could bring the hottest date. I think X won, but I never heard an official result.
We sparked another joint and got comfortable.
X looked at me and asked what I would like to do now.
I smiled and said, "This is your show. I do what you tell me to do until noon tomorrow."
He said, "I'd like to see you make out with his date."
The other fellow looked at his date, and she smiled and said, "Ok..."
So i moved over to the couch, and we started kissing. She was right into it, and let me take the lead. We were both wrecked and a bit drunk, but I had her out of her pretty party dress in a minute.
We moved to the bed, and the boys just watched for a while until I motioned them in.
We both needed some dick by this point.
It was a fun 4 way for the next hour, but I eventually looked at X and said, "Let's go back to your room."
We bundled up our clothes and scampered naked down the hall, as his room was on the same floor.
We fucked like mink for the next hour before we fell into a deep sleep.
In the morning, he ordered a big room service breakfast and we lounged around for a couple of hours before check out, wearing big fluffy hotel robes and sipping fabulous coffee.
At 12, I changed into something more casual, and with a final kiss and a large wad of cash, I took and Uber home to my girl.
I made as much in 16 hours as I usually make in a week, and I could get used to this...
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