Diary of a High Price Escort Book One - Sex Stories

Diary of a High Price Escort Book One

... gentle kiss.

"I love sucking your cock, Barry. I just wish I could get used to the consistency and taste of your cum." I said. "I'd love to be able to swallow your entire cum load," I added.

"Don't worry, Margaret, you do just fine," Barry said, trying to make me feel better.

"I read something in Cosmopolitan about how to improve the taste of cum, but the first two things it said was to cut out alcohol and caffeine. I couldn't ask you to give up either, just so your cum tastes better." I said.

Barry smiled and again said. "Margaret, please don't worry about it. To me, it's more erotic having you stroke me through my climax. I love the expression on your face as you watch me cum."

"Thanks, baby," I replied as I stood up. "Now, let's get you cleaned up," I added.

I went into the powder room and washed him from my hands, then returned with a warm wash cloth and cleansed my lover's loins. I leaned down and kissed him softly on the mouth and said. Thank you, Barry. I needed that."

He smiled and replied. "Me too, Margaret."

I slipped my thong back on and sat down on the arm of his chair. "I'll let you enjoy the rest of the game, baby."

"Thanks, Margaret. I'll be up to bed as soon as the game ends,” Barry said.

I gathered up my things and headed off to bed. As I waited to fall asleep, I pondered my situation. Barry clearly could be distracted enough to pay me some attention, at least tonight. I doubted I would be as successful when the pro games were on. Perhaps I would go slower with my cock hunt and see if my wonderful husband came around.

Barry never made it upstairs; he fell asleep in his chair watching highlights on Sports Center.