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DAVID ANDERSON SETTLED back into the comfortable leather seat of the limousine. The driver informed him, “We will be at the hotel in less than thirty minutes, sir.”
“Very good. Roll up the window so that I can make some business calls.”
After the privacy window was up, David retrieved the business card his friend had given him. Samuel swore by this escort service, promising complete confidentiality, as well as a perfect companion for the night. Since he was traveling to Louisiana unaccompanied, he decided to give the agency a try. David had been intrigued since Samuel talked about the companion he had when he was last in Louisiana.
David had been so wrapped up in business lately that he hasn’t taken any personal time. This trip may allow him the diversion that he has been looking for. Life in San Francisco had been hectic and centered around work. Even though he was down here in Louisiana to check out another site for his restaurant, there was no reason he couldn’t relax a little. He raked his hands through his hair, trying to remember the last time he had sex. It had been far too long. He planned on correcting that oversight while down in Louisiana, well, if the woman was as good as his friend implied.
Before heading down to Louisiana, he had slipped on a fake wedding band. Hiring an escort was fine, but he also knew that women flocked to him wherever he was. He was hoping the wedding band would deter them.
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SHE MADE ARRANGEMENTS to meet her “date” at The Windsor. He was opening a restaurant here in town and not only did he want someone to show him the town, but to keep him entertained as well. He sent her a text with his hotel room number and a time that would be good for him. Unlike her previous date, she would not need to dress in an elegant gown, but she decided a short dress would be inappropriate for this businessman. She found the perfect dress the other day at a boutique downtown. It was a black silk dress that hit right above her knees. It was form-fitting and left nothing to the imagination. It fit her like a second skin, and the silk felt luxurious. As she was getting ready, she wondered if he would be the one she had been searching for.
When he opened the door, she thought for sure her dreams have been answered. Standing before her was an Adonis. Talk about some serious eye candy. She wanted to devour him right here and now.
She watched his expression as he looked at her seductively. She became wet at the way he devoured her with his eyes. She heard him ask, “Are you ready?”
“I suggest we try Étienne’s first. I did some research this afternoon, and they are by far the only restaurant that comes close to yours. Their food is amazing, as is the ambiance. There are a few others that we can stop and have a quick drink if you’d like. However, I’m sure you will notice that luxury restaurants are few and far between around here. We have the chain restaurants, but they cannot compare.”
The night had been wonderful. The food was divine, and she couldn’t have asked for better company. When they exited the restaurant, the limousine was waiting for them, with the driver waiting to open the door. She thought about how uncomfortable his suit must be in this heat. His white collar appeared to be heavily starched. He must work for one of the older companies because he wore a hat that seemed to be permanently affixed to his head. As she got into the car, he gave her a quick smile and a wink.
The leather seats swaddled her as she settled it. It was a luxurious car. The driver had already rolled up the privacy window, so they were in their own little world back here. On the way to the restaurant she put the champagne on ice to chill in the limo, and now she poured him a glass. She figured she could get him primed and ready before they get to the hotel room. With this hunk of a man, she didn’t want to waste any time.
Not all of her business dates were this much fun, and she was enjoying herself. The night had been so enjoyable that for a brief second she almost let her guard down.
He looked into her eyes and asked, “Penny for your thoughts?”
“I was just thinking about how long it had been since I had such a nice evening out. I hate for it to end.”
He pulled her close to him, “It doesn’t have to end, come to my room with me.” Before she could answer, he bent down and kissed her deeply. His touch took her breath away and turned her insides to molten lava. She couldn’t get enough of him. She wanted to feel him against her. Grabbing the lapels of his suit jacket, she pulled him in closer to her. From there, the kiss deepened. His tongue swirled in her mouth, teasing her. She wanted him now, she forgot about where they were. His hand slipped under her skirt and found its way to her womanhood. It had been so long since someone had actually touched her. She couldn’t get enough of his touch. She spread her legs apart so that he could fondle her. His fingers moved deeper inside of her. The driver must have sensed that now was not the time to stop, and kept driving.
He trailed hot kisses down her neck; his lips seared a path down to her breasts. She felt him stop for a brief moment, “What’s wrong?”
He smiled at her, “Nothing. You are not what I was expecting. You’re not like any other woman I have met before.”
She pulled him closer to her and kissed him with all her passion. He may be just the man she needed to set her free. His finger moved inside her again, and it felt amazing. His fingers were strong and probed the slick folds. He pushed her lips apart and delved even deeper. If his fingers made her feel this good, she could only imagine how good it would feel to have him inside of her. She couldn’t stop herself from riding his fingers. Each movement taking her closer to orgasm. He must have realized she was getting ready to have an orgasm because he took his thumb and began to fondle her swollen nub, flicking and teasing it. That movement took her over the edge.
The driver must have tired of driving around because as she finished her orgasm, she noticed the car had stopped moving. They both straightened their clothes and waited for the limo driver to open the door. Somehow they made it through the lobby of the hotel without touching, but as soon as the elevator doors closed they were all over each other again. Neither of them could keep their hands off the other. The champagne started to take effect, and she had to help guide him to the room. He whispered in her ear that he had condoms in the dresser drawer. After much practice, she had learned how to apply a condom with her mouth. The men seem to love it.
The passion she felt for this man was entirely foreign to her. He looked at her, “I hope I didn’t tire you out on the ride over.”
She pushed him down onto the bed. She couldn’t wait to get him inside of her.
He watched in fascination as she secured him with the fur lined handcuffs, “It is my turn to touch you.” He made no sounds of protest as she took the black silk scarf and secured the knot at the back of his head. She carefully put on the black silk gloves, letting him feel the silkiness against his erection. She heard him moan against the fabric. His erection was bulging now. She couldn’t wait to get him in her mouth. Just this once, she wanted to taste the very maleness of him before she wrapped it up. She took him in her mouth and savored the moment.
She heard him pull on the handcuffs, but she kept going. She kept telling herself she would stop before he came. Suddenly she felt him stiffen. Before he could cum into her mouth, she moved up some and slipped his erection in between her voluptuous breasts. It was such a mind blowing experience. She looked down to find that he was still hard, so she would be able to start round two almost immediately. She reached into the nightstand to get a condom, and her hand froze.
As rage coursed through her body, she eased herself off the bed. She walked over to her purse and reached inside for her venom. She would serve out her own punishment to this lying, cheating, sack of shit. She couldn’t believe she thought he was the one. Well, she prepared a special venom for him tonight. It was pure nicotine.
She moved in to give him a dose of her venom. She wondered if his death would be instantaneous, but she was hoping for slow and painful. He had broken her heart. Why must all men be so deceptive? When would it be her turn to be loved?