In Plain Sight: An Escort's Story - Part 4 - Sex Stories

In Plain Sight: An Escort's Story - Part 4

... the cheek or turn her head to the side. “Maybe before I leave we can get together and go out,” Kayla said and kissed me again. “Remember, Kenny loves to be teased.” With that last comment I opened the door and stepped out into the evening heat of North Carolina. I turned away from the car to see Mr. Keller staring at the car and slowly walking down the steps. I carried a small clutch in my hand and slowly made my way down the walkway to where Mr. Keller was waiting. “Wow, Kayla said you looked amazing but her text didn’t do you justice,” Mr. Keller said. “Thank you, sir.” “Let’s get out of this heat,” Mr. Keller said and guided me inside. My heels clicking on the tile floor as we walked. Once we got into the great room Mr. Keller stopped me in the middle of the room. “Let me have a look.” I crossed one ankle in front of the other in my best model pose and let my hands lightly hang in front of my waist. “Wow, very nice. A huge difference from the teary eyed young lady wearing an old sundress that was here yesterday.” Mr. Keller moved close behind me and ran his finger lightly from my shoulder down my arm causing goose bumps to appear instantly and sending a shiver down my spine. I leaned back into Mr. Keller’s chest and turned my head to look over my shoulder. I looked up into his eyes and smiled. “If I didn’t know better I would say that you’re flirting with me young lady. Now I’ve seen that look before. It’s not normally directed at me from such a pretty young lady but do ...

... know that look.” Mr. Keller traced his finger down the bare skin on the side of my neck and moved the strap of my blouse out over the edge of my shoulder. “If I didn’t know better I would say that you’re trying to seduce me,” I mimicked. “Is it working?” Mr. Keller asked. “It’s a nice start,” I whispered as Mr. Keller continued to caress my neck. He then pushed the other strap of my blouse out over the edge of my shoulder causing the material to strain give off a faint tearing sound. “Please stop for a minute,” I whispered. “Let me do it.” “Are you okay?” “I . . . I don’t want to rip it. I’ve never owned something this nice before,” I said while turning around to face Mr. Keller. I crossed my arms and reached down to grab the hem of my blouse. In a slow motion I started to draw the silken blouse up my stomach, over my breasts and finally up over my head ending with me shaking my hair to untangle it from the blouse. I knew that Mr. Keller had seen my breasts while I was taking off my blouse but I cross my arms across my chest and covered my breasts with the crumpled material. Mr. Keller stepped closer to me and raised my dipped head so I was looking into his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, possibly thinking about how he was going to make me another notch on his bed post or how he was going to leave me with my ass sore like Kayla but then he softly kissed me. His arms pulling me close to him and closing around me. It was completely different from what I was expecting and better ...