time, for quite a long time.
***
Once home from work, after my successful day at the office, I took a long and leisurely bath to relax, but couldn't help but to once again start to think about my money worries. I even briefly entertained the thought of considering doing a one-off escorting date, as deep down, I knew that I really need the money to help balance my books, with John, my Ex-Fiancée having clearly gone for good. But I tried to put that thought to the back of my mind, in readiness to meet Jamie and just have some fun – and I had a special treat lined up for him!
Jamie arrived at mine at just after eight and I greeted him wearing a long leather three quarter length coat and kissed him, before closing the door behind him. I then walked him into my lounge and slowly undid the leather belt and let the coat swing open to reveal how I’d decided to dress for him for our evening. I watched the look on his face as he noted that I was wearing a fitted black lace corset, matching suspender belt, a pair of 5" platform high heels, black lace stockings and no knickers. My hair was painstakingly straightened and styled, and I was smothered in my favourite scent - 'Fantasy' by Britney Spears. He certainly seemed impressed and leant forwards to kiss me as his fingers led straight to the exposed V shape of bare flesh between my thighs, making immediate contact with my pussy. I was already moist after indulging in some rather naughty thoughts, whilst getting ready and planning for his arrival and he wasted no time in holding my slender arms high above my head and slipping his loosely fitted jeans and pants off down to his ankles.
I kissed his back passionately and made a grab for him, as I began to stroke his semi-erect penis to it's full potential, as he motioned to press it desperately towards my wetness. The only problem was that despite my incredibly high heels, he was still just too tall, it just wasn't going to work with us both stood up. I had an idea though, and led him assertively towards the kitchen, took off my leather coat completely and pulled out two old biscuit tins from the cupboard, before managing to balance on them. So there I was, with my back towards him, and quite unlike a few days ago - offering myself to him, on a plate, as a willing sacrifice to his wanton twenty year old needs.
He didn't need asking twice as he penetrated me swiftly with his bare, long, but thick cock, holding my slim hips by my suspender belt as I flicked my styled hair back at him for effect. He grabbed at my hair, steadying himself with it like it was a reign, designed to keep me under his control, as we began to find a natural rhythm. We were soon in full motion, with Jamie fucking me in his usual style, which was both rampant and deep - until he unexpectedly ejaculated deep inside me, after just a couple of minutes. I felt let down, especially after all the effort that I had made for him, but maybe it was my own fault, for choosing to dress up like this for his pleasure. Needless to say, there was no chance for me to get to my much needed point where I would've undoubtedly climaxed for him, but I knew from the weekend, that with Jamie there would always be plenty of other chances later in the evening!
After a moment of rare awkwardness, we both cleaned ourselves up and I asked him if he liked my greeting and he smiled warmly as he lit up a Lambert and then passed me his cigarette to enjoy a rare drag.
“You really shouldn't get me smoking, as I only have the occasional one – and I never normally smoke inside the flat.”
“ Fancy a pizza..?” he said, totally ignoring my comment about him smoking inside.
“ Oh, you’re such a charmer, but at least it's a step up from offering me a McDonald's!”
***
We agreed to drive to Domino's Pizza so I said that I'd better get myself changed into something a little more respectable, but Jamie just laughed and insisted that I simply put the leather coat back on and went as I
***
Once home from work, after my successful day at the office, I took a long and leisurely bath to relax, but couldn't help but to once again start to think about my money worries. I even briefly entertained the thought of considering doing a one-off escorting date, as deep down, I knew that I really need the money to help balance my books, with John, my Ex-Fiancée having clearly gone for good. But I tried to put that thought to the back of my mind, in readiness to meet Jamie and just have some fun – and I had a special treat lined up for him!
Jamie arrived at mine at just after eight and I greeted him wearing a long leather three quarter length coat and kissed him, before closing the door behind him. I then walked him into my lounge and slowly undid the leather belt and let the coat swing open to reveal how I’d decided to dress for him for our evening. I watched the look on his face as he noted that I was wearing a fitted black lace corset, matching suspender belt, a pair of 5" platform high heels, black lace stockings and no knickers. My hair was painstakingly straightened and styled, and I was smothered in my favourite scent - 'Fantasy' by Britney Spears. He certainly seemed impressed and leant forwards to kiss me as his fingers led straight to the exposed V shape of bare flesh between my thighs, making immediate contact with my pussy. I was already moist after indulging in some rather naughty thoughts, whilst getting ready and planning for his arrival and he wasted no time in holding my slender arms high above my head and slipping his loosely fitted jeans and pants off down to his ankles.
I kissed his back passionately and made a grab for him, as I began to stroke his semi-erect penis to it's full potential, as he motioned to press it desperately towards my wetness. The only problem was that despite my incredibly high heels, he was still just too tall, it just wasn't going to work with us both stood up. I had an idea though, and led him assertively towards the kitchen, took off my leather coat completely and pulled out two old biscuit tins from the cupboard, before managing to balance on them. So there I was, with my back towards him, and quite unlike a few days ago - offering myself to him, on a plate, as a willing sacrifice to his wanton twenty year old needs.
He didn't need asking twice as he penetrated me swiftly with his bare, long, but thick cock, holding my slim hips by my suspender belt as I flicked my styled hair back at him for effect. He grabbed at my hair, steadying himself with it like it was a reign, designed to keep me under his control, as we began to find a natural rhythm. We were soon in full motion, with Jamie fucking me in his usual style, which was both rampant and deep - until he unexpectedly ejaculated deep inside me, after just a couple of minutes. I felt let down, especially after all the effort that I had made for him, but maybe it was my own fault, for choosing to dress up like this for his pleasure. Needless to say, there was no chance for me to get to my much needed point where I would've undoubtedly climaxed for him, but I knew from the weekend, that with Jamie there would always be plenty of other chances later in the evening!
After a moment of rare awkwardness, we both cleaned ourselves up and I asked him if he liked my greeting and he smiled warmly as he lit up a Lambert and then passed me his cigarette to enjoy a rare drag.
“You really shouldn't get me smoking, as I only have the occasional one – and I never normally smoke inside the flat.”
“ Fancy a pizza..?” he said, totally ignoring my comment about him smoking inside.
“ Oh, you’re such a charmer, but at least it's a step up from offering me a McDonald's!”
***
We agreed to drive to Domino's Pizza so I said that I'd better get myself changed into something a little more respectable, but Jamie just laughed and insisted that I simply put the leather coat back on and went as I
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