Moonlighting - Sex Stories

Moonlighting

... and used a touch of makeup to highlight my eyes and lips. Then there was the issue of what to wear. I started with a pair of silky white panties and matching bra. I had a short black mini skirt that I rarely wore because it fit so tight, and I found a pink silk top that went well with the skirt and the pink heels that I decided to wear. I didn’t feel that stockings were necessary since my legs were freshly shaved. Lastly, loaded my purse with everything that I needed, plus six condoms. I hoped I wouldn’t need that many, but I wanted to be prepared. Just about the time I finished, I heard a knock on the door. I felt slightly panicked realizing that this was it, my body guard was here to take me to my first client. When I opened the door I had to look up at the handsome towering hunk smiling down at me. “Hi Beverly,” I’m Mark. “Come in Mark, I need to grab my purse,” I said. “And give me a minute. I have to use the bathroom before we leave, I added.” I closed the door of the bathroom and braced my hands on the counter of the sink as I felt a serious panic attack coming on. I was scared, really scared. I was thinking hard about telling Mark that I changed my mind. I couldn’t breathe and I was feeling sick to my stomach and had to make a run for the toilet to throw my guts up. “Are you okay in there, Beverly?” Mark asked as he heard me heaving on the other side of the door. I told him I was okay and I wiped the sweat off my brow and gargled some mouth wash before I left the ...

... bathroom and joined him. “You look like you could use a drink,” he said to me.” “Sorry. This is my first time and I’m really fucking nervous.” He laughed, “A first timer. Well baby, with your looks he’ll probably cum in is pants before he gets his cock out.” The way that Mark expressed that made me laugh, and being with him made me feel safe and I started to calm down. On our way to the Hilton we talked. I learned that Mark was a fullback on our football team. I never went to our games so this was news to me. He asked me why I chose to do this and I told him that I needed the money and that I wasn’t planning on making a career of it. We took the elevator to the seventh floor and I nervously took hold of Mark’s hand when we walked down the hallway that led to the client’s door. “Don’t be nervous, baby,” he told me, “I’ll be on the other side of the door and if you need me, you call, and I’ll be through that door pronto to make sure no harm comes to you.” “Promise me,” I said when we stopped at the door and I reached up and gave a light kiss to his lips. He looked surprised, and then he smiled and said, “I’ll protect you with my life.” That was all I needed to hear to persuade me to turn and tap lightly on the door. A moment later the door opened and a tall, nice looking man in his forties answered. “You must be Beverly,” he said and gave me a friendly smile. “Yes, and you’re Robert, right?” “That’s me, and who is this big gentleman with you,” Robert asked while looking over my ...