Amanda Prescott paced the hotel room.
stopped to look at the clock beside the bed. 6:52. She began to
chew on her acrylic nail. She had never been so nervous in her life.
Why, oh why, was she going through with this?
continued pacing. She blamed her co-worker. If Monica hadn't have
come to work on Monday, grinning like the God damned Cheshire Cat,
then Amanda wouldn't be in this kind of situation. Yes, that's it.
It's all Monica's fault.
knock at the door caused Amanda's head to turn, her green eyes
widening with fear.
she pulled open the door. A gorgeous man stood before her. His
sandy blonde hair was well groomed, his face chiselled and clean
shaven, and his eyes were the most gorgeous shade of deep blue that
Amanda had ever seen.
he greeted, flashing his perfect smile. “I'm Steve. Are you
nodded, swallowing hard, her eyes looking at her feet. She moved
aside to allow Steve into the room. He was impeccably dressed with
black dress pants, a crisp red shirt and a black jacket. The top two
buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned.
just going to have a quick shower, then we can get started,” he
said, giving her an easy-going smile. Again, Amanda nodded, unsure
of what to do. She lamely pointed to the bathroom and watched as
Steve entered, closing the door behind him.
Amanda wandered out onto the balcony of the inner-city hotel. This
was definitely all Monica's fault.
had her sister's wedding to attend, and with no date prospect, she
had hired a male escort to attend with her. She had booked him for
the whole weekend and ended up having the best sex of her life.
were so loud, that we actually had complaints from the occupants in
the rooms next to ours,” she had told Amanda on Monday morning
before their big meeting. “Thomas was just amazing.”
you paid a guy to spend the whole weekend with you?” The concept
for a male escort was foreign to Amanda. She had never once
considered paying a man to sleep with her. Monica had nodded. “Of
course, you don't have to have him for a weekend. You can hire him
for a couple of hours, get your rocks off, then he leaves. I have to
say, it was the best money I've ever spent.”
glanced down at the city below.
that day, Monica had swung by Amanda's office to discuss an upcoming
merger and found her trolling the internet, looking for male escorts.
Amanda had confessed it had been nearly a year since she had last
had sex, and the future was looking pretty bleak.
at 5'6, Amanda was cute. Not pretty. Not knock-out stunning. Cute.
She had green eyes, honey blonde hair, large breasts that were more
a curse than a blessing, and hips to match. Monica, on the other
hand, was tall with sweeping raven hair, dark brown eyes, olive skin
and had no fat anywhere on her body. If they walked down the street
together, everyone would look at Monica.
as she stood on the balcony, her hair blowing wildly in the wind, she
felt even more self-concious.
had told her to relax, and to enjoy herself. “Have a glass of
wine, relax in a bubble bath, the put on your sexiest bra and panty
set and a large fluffy robe.”
afternoon, Amanda found herself shopping for lingerie.
wind blew, whistling between the concrete and glass buildings.
Amanda tighten the tie on her white, fluffy robe. She hadn't even
noticed that Steve had finished his shower.
wrapped his arms around her. Amanda screamed, spinning around, her
hand over her heart. Steve back off. “Hey, it's just me,” he
said, smiling at her. “Nothing to be afraid of.”
nodded, wishing her heart would stop beating so fast. She was afraid
it would break right through her chest.
was then she noticed that Steve was naked. Well, she assumed he was
naked. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, a few stray water
droplets ran down over his muscular body. His arms were huge, his
shoulders broad, his abs....well, Amanda could barely contain the
drool that had developed in her mouth.
don't we come back inside?” Steve suggested, taking her hand and
pulling her back into the hotel room.
sat down on the edge of the bed, patting beside him, subtlety asking
her to join him. Amanda folded her arms across her body, hugging
herself. Her nerves had finally set in.
never done this before,” she said, softly as she sat beside him.
ducked her head, refusing to look at the gorgeous half naked man
sitting beside her. Steve cupped her chin in his hand, forcing her
to look at him. “I can tell,” he said softly. “Amanda, we
don't have to have sex if you don't want to. You've paid for my
company. If you want to sit here and talk for a couple of hours, I'm
fine with that. Or if you want to get dressed, we can go out. Hell,
I'm even up for a game of Twister.” Amanda giggled as Steve gave
her a lopsided devilish grin.
touched her hand, lightly grazing his thumb over her ivory skin.
“It's not always about sex,” he added, his eyes trained on hers.
bit her lower lip. “Do you want to have sex?” she asked,
took her hand and placed it on his groin that was covered by the
towel. Her eyes widened when she felt his erection strain against
her palm. “Does that answer your question?” he asked.
nodded, licking her lips, her eyes trained on Steve's package.
lent in slowly, kissing her neck. Amanda's eyes closed and she
whimpered. Steve softly chuckled to himself. “Stand up,” he
said. Amanda's eyes opened again and she obeyed, scrambling to her
out to her, Steve undid her robe. He stood up, gently gliding the
fluffy hotel robe off her body, allowing it to crumple onto the
stood before him, her arms automatically covering her stomach and
breasts. Steve grabbed her arms and pushed her backwards until her
back came into contact with the wall. He kissed the nape of her
neck, his tongue tracing a trail down to her collarbone, licking and
sucking at her flesh, his fingers intertwined with hers.
took a step back, admiring her. Amanda's hands crept up to cover her
semi-nakedness but Steve stopped her. “You have the most luscious
breasts I have ever seen,” he said, taking her hands and placing
them over her head. “Don't cover them up.” He kissed the tops
of her breasts, his tongue tickling the skin.
breathing became more ragged. Her skin was flushed, her nipples
straining against the flimsy material of her black and pink lace bra.
Steve grinned, pinching her nipple between his fingers. Her gasps
were music to his ears.
pulled her into his body, his erection pressing against her body. He
unclasped her bra, discarding it. The feel of her naked breasts
pressed against his chest made his cock jump with anticipation.
dropped to his knees, his hands fondling her breasts, pulling on her
taut nipples, watching her facial reactions. He kissed along her
belly, his tongue dipping into her bellybutton. He could smell her
let out a guttural groan when Steve stopped, opting to get to his
feet. He took her hand and led her back to the bed. “Lie down,”
he instructed. Amanda did. Steve placed his body on top of hers and
kissed her passionately.
was shocked. She had heard somewhere that an escort wouldn't kiss a
client. Something about it being to personal. Oh wait. That was
from Pretty Woman.
slid down over her body, his mouth enclosing around one of her
nipples as he sucked it, nipping it gently, feeling it harden in his
mouth, while his hand worked the other breast, kneading it, tugging
her nipple until Amanda cried out, begging him not to stop.
moved down, feeling her body writhe beneath his touch. He pulled her
panties down. The crotch was wet and the scent of her arousal
flooded his nostrils. He planted a soft kiss on her pubic bone as he
parted her legs.
was wet, her juices seeping out of her, trickling down her thigh.
Steve ran his tongue along her creamy white thigh, picking up her
trail, tasting her desire for him.
traced a finger along her pussy, feeling the slickness of her want.
Without any trouble, he inserted two fingers. He could feel her
clamp down, her inner muscles trapping the invaders of her body.
With his thumb, Steve began to rub her clitoris, feeling it throb
with desire and anticipation of the ultimate release. For a brief
moment, his thoughts flooded back to his own throbbing appendage. He
shifted his weight and continued to focus on Amanda.
could feel her excitement building, her body twitching at his touch.
He watched as her hands gripped the bed sheets, her long black nails
lost in a sea of white cotton. He watched as her eyes closed and her
back arched. He smiled as her gasps became more audible.
then she came with a sudden strangled cry escaping her throat.
smiled in satisfaction as her body began to relax a little. He
withdrew his fingers which caused Amanda to whimper at the sudden
loss she felt.
propped herself up on her elbows, trying to think of something to say
to him, when Steve removed his towel. Amanda's jaw dropped. To say
he had a large package would have been an understatement. He was
rolled on a condom, relishing her expression. He positioned himself
between her thighs, his strong arms holding her legs apart. His
thumb returned to rubbing her clitoris which was highly sensitive.
Amanda's eyes closed as, with one swift thrust, Steve entered her.
took her hands, holding them above her head, his body pressing down
on hers. He kissed her neck as he slid in and out of her with ease.
looked up at him, her eyes half open, a glassy expression crossing
her face as her hips bucked back to meet his. He kissed her
passionately, his tongue massaging hers, sweat from his brow
trickling down his nose.
moans of pleasure grew louder as Steve picked up the pace. “Wrap
your legs around me,” he said, in between grunts. Amanda obliged,
crossing her ankles, locking Steve in place. He pulled her up into
his lap so that she was riding him. She wrapped her arms around his
neck as his hands gripped her hips, lifting her upwards before
pulling her down fully on his length.
clitoris rubbed against his tense abdominal muscles. Sweat slid down
Steve's chest as his breathing became more ragged.
want you to come for me again,” he said, setting his jaw, his eyes
studying the beautiful creature before him that was gyrating her body
opened her eyes. “I don't think I can,” she panted.
eyes twinkled with delight. Still with one arm wrapped around her,
he slid the other hand between them.
eyes rolled back into her head as his fingers found their way
expertly to her clit, rubbing her to the point of no return. With a
loud cry, Amanda lifted herself from him, her body shuddering as she
smiled before letting go of his restraint and coming with her.
Amanda collapsed on the bed as Steve untangled himself from her.
hard, she opened her eyes. “That was – whoa,” was all she
could say. Steve chuckled. He glanced at the clock. “I’m going
to take another shower,” he said. Amanda nodded, suddenly feeling
self-concious and pulling the sheet up over her naked body.
watched as Steve made his way into the bathroom. She suddenly felt
very ashamed of herself. She had just paid for sex. And regardless
of how good it was, tears still sprung to her eyes. She jammed the
palms of her hands into her eyes, in an attempt to stop the tears.
It didn't work. She was still visibly upset when Steve emerged from
the bathroom, fully dressed, looking like a million bucks.
he questioned. “Sweetheart, what's wrong?”
shook her head, trying to dismiss her feelings. But Steve wouldn't
let up. He continued to pester her until she finally told him that
she was ashamed that she enjoyed their coupling.
a man of your calibre would never look at a girl like me,” she told
him, sniffing, refusing to look him in the eye.
do you know that?” he asked, running his hand along her jaw in a
tender and loving manner.
look at you. You're a handsome, gorgeous man. And I'm just...me.”
grabbed her hand, forcefully pulling her out of the bed. He dragged
her into the bathroom and flipped on the light, forcing her to stand
in front of him.
at yourself,” he ordered. “Amanda, look at how beautiful you
stared at herself. She didn't see beautiful. She saw frumpy. Her
hair was a mess, her body was flushed, her breasts full, nipples
you know what I see when I look at you?” Steve asked. She shook
her head. “I see a gorgeous woman with intoxicating eyes, a
stunning body, luscious breasts, and scrumptious lips that I enjoyed
kissing very much.”
glanced up at him. “Really?” she asked.
nodded. “Don't presume that I wouldn't look at you if I saw you in
the street. Amanda, I would be looking. Possibly leering.”
lent down and kissed her deeply, his tongue probing the depths of her
mouth. When they parted, Amanda was still smiling. “You're either
a very good liar or you're the first genuine man I've ever met,”
she told him.
smiled, running his hand through her hair. “I tell it how I see
it,” he said, kissing her cheek.
turned to exit the bathroom.
you ever get lonely, here's my card. Call me any time and I'll come
a shaking hand, Amanda took his business card. “Thank you,” she
grinned before exiting the bathroom and the hotel suite leaving
behind only the scent of his cologne and Amanda's desire to see him