In Plain Sight: An Escort's Story - Part 3 - Sex Stories

In Plain Sight: An Escort's Story - Part 3

--- In Plain Sight: An Escort’s Story – Part 3 --- At this point in the day I can honestly say that I didn’t know how I was supposed to feel about everything that had happened. Let me explain. I had been yelled at by my boss. I had walked in the scorching heat only to get to the owner of the ice cream parlor’s house and see him standing naked on the deck. I was then invited into his house and shown a video of me giving a blowjob to his son, my boss at the ice cream parlor and accepting money for it. I was then fired and promptly hired back in a different position. To cap it off the owner of the ice cream parlor, Mr. Ken Keller, stared at a video of me with a cum covered cock in my mouth and said he wanted me to be his “Personal Assistant”. I was extremely stressed and would have given anything to turn the clock back two weeks to when I hadn’t given that first blowjob. “There is someone I want you to meet,” Mr. Keller announced and promptly got up and walked to his desk. He didn’t pick up the phone on the desk but rather opened a desk drawer and pulled a phone out. After poking around for a few seconds he put the phone to his ear and waited. “Hey there Sweet Pea,” Mr. Keller said into the phone. He paused in silence for a few seconds as this ‘Sweet Pea’ spoke. “Yeah, it went very well. Do you think you can do me a big favor?” Mr. Keller asked and waited for a response. “Yeah the one from the video,” Mr. Keller answered and looked at me then up at the image frozen on the ...

... television on the wall. “Can you get her a phone, get her hair done, a manicure, pedicure and take her shopping? You know what I like,” Mr. Keller paused and a smile came across her face followed by a low laugh. “Hey, I really appreciate you coming over last night. I don’t know what came over me. I promise to make it up to you. Make sure you get something nice for yourself,” he said and paused. “She’s here right now.” He laughed. “And yes my self-control is starting to falter so you should probably hurry.” Without saying anything else Mr. Keller hung up the phone and put it back in the desk drawer. “Kayla will be here to take you shopping in the city. Listen to everything she says. What style of clothes, shoes, everything. She will be giving you a phone so I can get in touch with you. There will be my number and Kayla’s number in the phone. Do not use it to call or text anyone else and never use names. It’s to be completely private. Okay?” I sat there and just stared at Mr. Keller standing there in his robe. “Yes, sir. But I . . .” I paused. “I don’t have any money.” “Don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of it and it will be my pleasure.” “Sir, may I ask a question?” “Sure anything,” Mr. Keller answered while standing in front of me. He was no more than a foot in front of me. I was looking directly at the spot where his cock was and at the hem of his robe and then I looked up into his eyes. “Why are you doing this? Why don’t you just fire me or call the police or kick me out of ...