All in a Night’s Work

On Friday night, I was tired. I was up working until 8 in the morning. After getting a couple hours of sleep, I had to wake up again and go to the nonprofit society where I volunteer on Fridays. I spent the afternoon helping this lovely man and his elderly father compose a letter to the local media dealing with their recent experiences of police brutality. After that, I had a fantastic dinner with my friends Alec and Drew. We went for sushi and then stopped for coffee. I had my usual espresso, which was sorely needed.

I went home and had another nap. I woke up around 10.30 when the agency called me and asked if I was available to do a call. Kylee, an escort I work with, had requested me as her duo partner. We had worked together before (by worked together I do mean sex) and we are comfortable together. She requested me the first time because she knows that I really enjoy sex with women, and she, like me, hates working with girls who just do it for the money.

So, I grabbed a quick shower, put on some makeup and a sexy little black dress, some stockings and garters and my newest boots, stashed my dildoes and strap on harness in my new and extremely roomy purse, and I was off to meet the driver. I get along with all the drivers, but Graham and I have the most laughs. He has told me that he likes driving me because I’m always polite, always sober, and I don’t make him wait for half an hour outside my house when he comes to get me. He’s a pothead in his early fifties with a thing for Ancient Aliens and conspiracy theories. As we drove downtown, we chatted about the night, how busy it had been, etc. “Kylee has been there for half an hour,” he said. “I honestly don’t know what you’re walking into.”

“Well,” I said. “Last time I did a duo call with Kylee, the client’s sister barged in and wanted to watch the three of us go at it.”

Graham laughed. “Yes, I recall you mentioning that.”

“So it can’t be much worse than that.”

He dropped me off at one of the luxury hotels. It was actually the hotel where I had experienced my first threesome, when a very wealthy couple hired me for the evening two months into my career as an escort. I called the office and let them know that I was in the lobby. The client would meet me there. I smiled at the concierge. “I’m just waiting for a friend,” I said.

After a few minutes, Kylee came to get me. She had a bank card in her hand. She was a beautiful blond nineteen year old. “I have to withdraw some money for this guy,” she said. “He’s so fucked up, oh my god.”

I remembered a lawyer client in the suburbs who was always high on coke and getting us to make bank machine runs for him. I had seen him a couple of times. He was always too high to get an erection, but loved to watch porn and go on and on about his fantasies while two women performed lesbian sex lite in his bed and took turns sucking his limp dick.

“I think I know the client!” I said.

We went to the ATM and withdrew $500.

We went back to the room and sure enough, it was the client I thought it was. I pretended to be happy to see him, even though he is far from my favorite. He paid me for an hour and we got right to it. Kylee and I took turns sucking his dick. I went down on Kylee and fingered her for a while. He would get up and do a line every five minutes. And, true to form, he had porn on the big screen. He had a fetish for cumshots, which is something I honestly don’t understand. It’s jizz. Get over it.

“Do you think she likes having cum all over her face?”

“Oh yeah, she loves it.”

“Would you let me do that to you?”

“Yeah, baby, gimme your big load.”

Kylee and I took turns indulging his verbal fantasies.

“Are your moms hot?” He asked. He would always ask about the hot sister, or the hot mom.

“My mom is totally hot. And she’s a total nympho like me,” I said, silently apologizing to my mother. It’s just a night’s work. Nothing personal, mamma. Sorry.

“Oh yeah? Does your mom like to suck cock?”

“Yeah, she loves to suck cock.”

“Is she single?”

“No, but what my dad doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

He turned to Kylee. “What about your mom?”

“I walked in on my mom fucking this guy once,” she said. “It was pretty hot.”

“Does your mom like girls?”

“Oh, sure she does.”

“And your mom?”

“I don’t know, she’s pretty experimental,” I said, groaning on the inside.

“So let’s call your mom and ask her to come over.”

“My mom’s out of town,” I said.

“What about your mom?”

“My mom’s out of town too,” said Kylee.

“If you suck on the tip of my cock really hard, it’ll get so hard and then I can fuck you in the ass. Would you let me do it without a condom?”

“We’ve been over this sweetie. I never have sex without a condom. You can rub your cock on my leg without a condom, but anywhere closer to my ass or pussy, you’ll need to wrap it up.”

I always make a point of stating my boundaries up front, on the one in a million chance that he might one day get a hard on in my presence. I am certain that day will never come, but I am always prepared.

We went back out to meet the driver, who took us back to the office to wait for our next call.

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