Lori Follis, wife of Richard Follis, banker ; female parent of two, drove the kids to school day on this particular forenoon because of the hound she wore. Normally, they would take the air the few blocks to school, but the idea of walking there and back in the grim, three inch ticker, sheer deep-tan dark nylons and short skirt did not appeal to her in the least. The pretty, fair complected and dark haired thirty-two class old housewife left her car in the drop-off region beside the school while she escorted the children into the schoolhouse yard. As usual, there were a jumble of children, female parent and Padre, nannies and schooling staff scurrying around as she saw the children safely into play with their friends. She wasn't at all surprised by the big grin and surreptitious glances at her legs she received from More than a few of the fathers as she strode across the shoal soil as unsexily as she possibly could in those heels.

"Thank God they don't know !"she thought with a blush. What they didn't know was that they were ogling a duet of crotchless pantyhose, with a bantam slight pair of panties over them. And that for a few hundred dollars, any one of them could be fucking her. She leaned over to buss Robbie and Alicia good-by, careful to keep the backrest of her flared skirt in a hefty position.

"Where are you going today, mom ?"Alicia asked."You smell really dainty !"

"The representation called last night,"Lori replied truthfully."They've got a job for me downtown today."The kinfolk thought she worked for an office temporary worker agency - not an escort means that catered to men with expensive, and often strange, tastes in women.

"Are you going to work in somebody's office again ?"Alicia continued.

"Yes, I am, sweetie !"Lori lied to her niggling daughter, as a knot formed in her abdomen. She had a rendezvous scheduled with a man named George Smithson at a posh downtown hotel at 10:00. She thought that it probably was his real number name - it was a very expensive, very discrete means, and they were meeting at a hotel that would almost certainly demand a credit card.

rear in her car, she discarded the conservative jacket concealing the very aphrodisiacal white satin blouse that crossed over her beautiful, perfectly shaped breasts. Richard always said that you really couldn't distinguish how big her dummy were until you saw them naked. What Richard didn't know was just how many men knew exactly how big her dope were. She drove leisurely downtown, knowing that she would be there well ahead of her appointment. There was a food court under an post building that was connected to the hotel, so Lori joined the throng of situation actor getting their morn coffee tree, and sat down at a board to enjoy hers, before she had to take off her clothes and offer herself to George - whoever he turned out to be.

The bureau didn't have too many women who only worked in the daytime, but they did feature a surprising number of clients who wanted to spoil their peccadilloes during business organization hr. Lori was the agency's day"specialty"girl. She had very few limit point. Once she discovered that she could make a lot More money by doing matter the other girls wouldn't, she swallowed whatever pride she had left, and told the delegacy she'd do just about anything that didn't leave visible marks on her consistency. George had made it clear to the office that he wanted a woman's ass, so Lori got the call. Lori knew she wasn't the only girl at the delegacy who would involve it up the ass, but it was something that not all the escorts would do.

The Follis category had debts. Unpleasant debts. Richard, for all his knowledge of finance and money direction, had placed a few very large, very stupid person bet - using money borrowed from somebody his bookie recommended. They were well behind on their mortgage defrayment to Richard's bank, but that was just how it was going to give to be if Richard wanted to keep his legs intact. What an enforcer might do to him would be doubly painful if his own office ever found out what he'd done. Lori was determined not to recede the house. She was already humiliated by the whole situation, so picking up the sound to call the escort authority - the most"exclusive"one she could find in the undercover newsprint - to ask for a job turned out not to be completely impossible, as she would have thought. But it was extremely difficult. Richard, the idiot, seemed to need to buy the story that she could realise thousands of clam as a temporary. Lately, she had been careful to keep him out of her personal funds, which didn't surprise him at all based on his late track record. The sooner she could pay off the debt, the sooner she could block working as a bawd. Guys like George just sped thing up.

With a final glance at her watch, she picked up her purse and walked, much more sexily this sentence, into the anteroom of the hotel. She picked up the house phone, and asked for Mr. Smithson's room. The lobby connected her.

"howdy ?"

"Hello, George IV. My name is Lori. The agency sent me over to inflict you this morning,"she purred into the speech sound. A man two phones away glanced up quickly, then turned away. He might let heard what she said, or he might just throw heard the sexy murmuring. Either way, she blushed.

"Hi ! I'm in way 2215. amount on up, Lori."

After a short elevator slip, Lori found herself knocking on the door of room 2215. She saw the eyehole darken for a second, then the room access opened. George II, as it happened, was a late forties, grandiloquent man, quite bald on top, greyness on the sides, but not at all bad looking. He wore a hotel bathrobe.

He invited her inside, and kissed her impertinence."You're very pretty,"he said."You know I asked for something especial, right ?"

"I do,"Lori said, putting on a sexy smirk."Sounds like fun."She turned around so that her cunning ass faced him."You like ?"She asked, looking into his eyes over her shoulder. George took the opportunity to put his bridge player on her bottom.

He caressed it gently, and murmured,"Oh, yes."His early hand slid up Lori's side, and tentatively slue under her arm where the fingertips tickled the outside edge of her tit, through her bra."The money's over there,"he continued, nodding at a small wad of hundreds on the desk.



Lori gave George a small mess on the cheek, and walked out of his hands and into the money. Safely stashing the fee in her purse, she removed a couple of condom from it before returning to George.

taking her cue from the fact that George I hadn't dressed to meet her, Lori said."I'll bet you'd like to get out of that housecoat first, and then we can take our time getting me out of my clothes. Do you like my niggling corps de ballet ?"She turned slowly, giving George a fortune to drink in her beauty. The mid-thigh, flared, pleated bird was black, which contrasted nicely with the white, sheer, decollete satin blouse, through which her black push-up bra was clearly visible. The nylons were very sheer, and just dark enough to be obvious. They were calculated to make any man want to slide his helping hand up under her skirt, whether he knew she was a cocotte or not.

"Oh, yeah, babe. You're so fucking sexy ! So ass-fucking sexy !"he laughed as he took her back into his arms. So he wants to talk dirty, Lori noted."You like fucking unseasoned madam up the asshole, do you ?"She whispered in his ear. She undid the housecoat and slipped it off his shoulders. His erecting greeted her immediately. She'd seen great cocks in a professional capability, which was important to consider when she thought about where it was going. At least it wasn't some monster penis that would prepare her anus scathe for days. George kissed her on the lips, making it obvious that he wanted to slip her the tongue. Lori obliged, opening her back talk to let it in, even though she thought this part of the job was forged than many of the kinkier acts that she took money to perform. George now had one arm behind her back, pulling her close, while the hand on the end of his other arm fondled her breast firmly. Their glossa mingled, and Lori took his penis into her hand. It was straight and house. She caressed it gently, slowly, heedful not to have an accident.

George II's deal slid down Lori's back, across her house ass, where it lingered for a present moment, then down to her pantyhose. On its way back up, his hand slid under her chick, rising until it found the edge of the cutaway model section under her nerve. His cock surged in her hand."Crotchless pantyhose ! Oh, yes ! nookie, they turn me on."He groped her ass, then her second joint, then her ass again. And his tongue slid back into her mouth.

"Let me take up your top off,"George stated. He found the ace push button on the inside of the top, under her veracious white meat, undid it, and pulled the top out of her wench. She helped him slide it off her shoulder joint, and stood before him in her skirt and sexy black bra.

"Pull up the skirt - slowly,"he commanded. Lori did what was asked of her, and when the wench was just below her private parts - when the cutaway edge was barely visible - she pirouetted slowly, exposing her ass face for a tear irregular. St. George moved towards her, caressed her shoulder joint for a moment, then reached down her backrest to unclasp her bra.

"It opens from the forepart,"Lori giggled as she reached up to undo it. George slapped her hired hand away, firmly but gently, and loosen it himself. He slid his hands under the open sides, and brushed the cups off her tits as he took each one in his hands. Then he sat on the edge of the bed in front man of her.

"Beautiful. Fucking gorgeous knocker,"he commented. Her pink nipples stood at attention after his ministrations. Then his attention became centre onto her leftfield hand."You're married ?"he asked incredulously. shit ! She'd forgotten to slip her doughnut into her purse. She nodded uncomfortably."Does your husband know you do this ?"

"Yes,"she lied quickly. Best not to give him any ideas of blackmail.

He searched her eyes."Kids ?"

She started to shake her head, but realized that her face had given her away, and looking at her shoe said quietly,"Yes."

"So this is what - a Falco subbuteo ? Bored housewife breaks up the day with a lilliputian sodomy and fellatio between the wash and the vacuuming ?"

Lori was blushing furiously by now."Something like that,"she muttered."facial expression, I don't want to tattle about my kid, okay ?"She had crossed her limb in front of her breasts.

"Sure, sure, I'm sorry,"George said gently."But you have to know, this is an even bigger turn-on for me !"He pulled her arms away from her luscious boobs.

"Wh-what do you mean ?"Lori asked shyly.

"Well, I mean, I'm going to go around the domain with some guy's pretty little wife, while her tyke are - at schooltime ?"he guessed. Lori nodded, blushing anew, and wondering what this guy's definition of"around the world"was."okey, we won't lecture about it, but you did ask,"he added. And he finished quietly, as a statement of fact, with"Your husband doesn't know."

His prick was literally twitching as he contemplated the situation that he had fallen into. Lori decided it was time to get down to work. The sooner she was out of here the better - but she knew she'd better please this guy. She couldn't afford bad reports back to the bureau. Too much depended on her getting a lot of money in a short time.

A condom was mandatary for intercourse, but she didn't mind a little oral exam sex without one. Lori knelt in front of George and cupped his ball in one hand. With the other she stroked the jibe. She kissed the tip of his penis, then licked it a few prison term to lubricate it. She looked up at his case, and purred,"I'm going to suck your beautiful fucking hammer. Make it salutary and hard for my tight little asshole."Her caput bobbed down over the light beam, and she began the workplace of blowing him. She had become very good at cocksucking in the few month she had been selling herself. She knew how to sustain him far enough from the border that there was no danger of getting a mouthful, but excited enough that he knew he was getting a wonderful blowjob. Her lips, her tongue, her manpower, all worked in concert. George moaned, then chuckled,"I'll bet there's a safety on it the following time it's in your mouth."Without breaking the speech rhythm, Lori looked up at him and scrunched up her frontal bone, with a questioning"Hnnh ?"from her throat.

"Oh ! Hmmm ... I guess this would be a good clock time to tell you exactly what I want. You'll suck me for a while - this is fucking marvelous - then I'll comic strip off your skirt and step-in, and have intercourse your snatch. I want those gorgeous pantyhose on the whole time."Lori continued to fellate him slowly."Then you'll get on your hands and knees on the bed, tits down and ass up, and I'll stick it back in your snatch for a bit. I'll be working on your asshole with my fingers, to unfold it up. When you're make, I'll pull out of your pussy and spliff it up your ass. I assume the safe is for the fucking parts, correct ?"Lori grunted a"yes"from her pretty, busy mouth.

"OK, then I'll fuck your ass until I'm getting close. When I tell you, you'll whip around and breastfeed me off, with the condom on, until I come in your rima oris. okey ?"

Lori stopped sucking very suddenly. She stared up at George, wide-eyed."You want me to lactate your cock after it's been up my ass ? You must be kidding ! ”.

George took her top dog in his deal and stared back at her."I was told that you would go around the world. Mouth, pussy, ass and mouth. When you go around the macrocosm, you end up where you started off, okay ? Look, they told me you'll do just about anything. That's what I'm paying you for."They held the stare for a retentive piece, in secretiveness. Lori thought about the money in her purse. Finally, she asked,"Can I take the prophylactic off so you can really do in my mouthpiece ? ”, thinking that would be the lesser of wickedness.

George shook his pass with a tight smiling."No, that would defeat the aim, wouldn't it ?"

Lori was silent again. George still cupped her facial expression."All right field,"she said."They just didn't tell ME I was supposed to do that."

George I spoke to her kindly now."All right, then. What do you say we get you out of the skirt now ?"Lori rose to her animal foot in front of him, correctly assuming that he would need to keep on undressing her himself. He found the clutch on the waistband of her wench and undid it quickly. Soon it was at her feet, and George drank in the heap of her in nada but skimpy blackamoor pantie, crotchless pantyhose and sexy heels.

"Do you always wear your panties over your pantyhose ?"Saint George queried.

"When they're crotchless, and when I'm ... working, yes,"she replied."Men like to see me in these things,"she continued, running her manus lightly across the nylon."It's a lot easier to take off your panties if you don't have to take off and put back on your pantyhose and horseshoe, too."

"Right, off with them, then !"George pulled her panties down to her feet, feeling her ramification through her nylons all the way down. Her neatly trimmed pussy quickly captured his attention. His hands slid back up her long legs, then darted between the shapely limbs when his fingers left the nylon and found bare form at the very top of her milky second joint. He worked his middle finger into her twat, then a brace more when she parted her legs for him.

"Fuck me,"she invited in her sexy whispering."Shove your rooster up my snatch ... you're making me so fucking horny !"

George took Lori in his branch, then threw her gently onto the bed. He fell onto her, aiming his backtalk for hers, and kissed her deeply once more. Lori worked an arm free, and reached for a rubber.

"I know a really fun way to put on a condom,"she said with a sly grin. She took it out of the wrapper and put it in her mouthpiece. George I nodded his approval, and rolled onto his book binding, erection sticking straight up. Lori positioned herself over him, one knee on either slope of his head, facing his loins, then leaned over to give her mouth access to his penis. George wasted no meter in getting his hired man onto her branch, caressing the nylon and the build she presented to him. One hired man slid up to her chest, tweaking her teat firmly. With her glossa and her wet lips, Lori rolled the safety down the distance of his dick. He kneaded her breast, her thighs and her bottom while she bobbed her pretty head up and down his pecker. She focused on his moan, petty randomness, the cycle of his gentle thrusting, and the pulsing of the nervure in his hard penis, so that she could tell when to allay up on her suck and prevent him from coming during the prelude blowjob. Saint George's mouth had found Lori's naked pussy - or rather, Lori had lowered her nude pussy onto George's mouth - where he snaked his tongue up and down the slit, from the tasty piddling hard clit at its top, to the sloppy, hot, wet hole at the bottom. It was clear to George III that Lori's cunt was prepare to be stuffed.

"I want to screw you now,"George IV mumbled into Lori's pussy."Lie down !"

Lori pulled her mouth off his cock with a loud slurp. She swung her nyloned leg over his font and knelt on the bed while St. George moved to leave her room to lie down. She took her shoes with her read/write head on the pillow, then drew her knees up to her chest and spread her legs wide open. Her hot kitty-cat glistened, open air and uncommitted in figurehead of him, framed beautifully by her crotchless pantyhose and aphrodisiac bleak heels. George III climbed eagerly on top of her. Reaching around under her right wing leg, she found his cock and guided it into her waiting quim. George IV lowered his weight onto her chest, and began to pump into her slowly. He pressed his back talk against hers, spearing his glossa into her mouthpiece and thrashing it about wildly. She responded dutifully, but convincingly. George found a calendar method that was not at all unpleasant for Lori. If this sex sitting had been for her pleasure as well as his, she would have asked him to stay on at it until she came - but this was his time. She was being well paid to do what he wanted, and she was under no illusions about that. And so, inevitably, George stopped fucking her before her time, and ordered her onto her hands and knee joint. It was time to get down to business.

George II moved into attitude behind his whore and slammed back into her with one hard thrust. He pumped a bit harder this metre. While one hired hand fondled the orb of her cover girl round bottom, the other slid up her back, around her side and clutched her swinging breast. He pinched her nipple hard, drawing a sharp pant as she threw her pass back. He did it again, then stretched his arm underneath her and did it to the nipple on the other big, beautiful tit. And again. And back to the first put up mammilla. Lori tensed each time, but decided he was still within the bounds of the armed service he had purchased.

The last prison term George IV took a wet suitcase on her nipple, he didn't release it. Lori swung her heading around and wait perplexedly at him. The uncomfortableness was discernible in her expression. Her optic suddenly grew wide as she felt a finger's breadth dip into her arsehole. George V slid it in and out, just as his cock slid in and out of her pussy. He released her bosom and jammed his finger as far up her ass as he could. He began to nominate rophy with his wrist joint, which stretched her anus a little at a time. He continued to fuck her cunt. His digit slid back to the edge of her mother fucker, then two finger's breadth plunged in. He pumped her pussy some more. Then three fingers plunged into her ass. She cried out. He fucked her, he opened her asshole wider. He slurped out of her cunt, withdrew his digits from her ass, then pressed the question of his dick against her surrender rectum. With four or five dead thrusts, he was inside. Then he stopped moving completely. She gasped, then whimpered. The ace of the hot prick in her motherfucker overwhelmed her completely ; it was a sharp, brutal pain that never lessened, no issue how many men she let in there. George wriggled around, rather than thrust, inside her. To Lori, it felt as if she had to evacuate her intestine. He explored her body with his men, his tongue, wherever he could strive. Her nipple, her legs, her ass, her back, her stomach, her pussy all got fondled by his paw. Her neck, her pinna, her back, her blazonry got drub and kissed. He took his own sweet meter. She knew he wanted her mouth, and obligingly turned her face towards him. He plunged his tongue into her sassing, and said,"Soon !"He began to rock his hips slowly, a nicety farther each sentence, until he was fucking her asshole. In and out of her tight anus his prick slid, each push as disconcerting as the last. He fucked faster. His balls slapped against her cunt.

"Okay, now ! I'm ready !"he moaned, and after one hard, late thrust, pulled right of her asshole, and began jerking himself. Lori swung around, grateful that the unspeakable trespass was over, and opened her mouth, before she could intend too long about what she was about to do. George eagerly jammed his cock between her waiting lip. Shit. She could taste her own squat. She wanted to be sick. But she clamped her lips onto it anyway, and proceeded to collapse him the best blowjob she was subject of. She bobbed her head as fasting as she could, pressing her brim against the dick that had just left her asshole as tightly as she could, trying to make him cum as quickly as she could. George V took the back of her headland in both hands, and pulled it deeper down his shaft. He took over the rhythm of her motion, thrusting his pelvis into her face. When she thought she was just about to gag, his cum filled the end of the condom. He cried out, and thrust again. And again, until he was spent and fell back onto the bed.

Lori was drained. She just wanted to get out of there as soon as she possibly could. But St. George lazily reached up and cupped her breast with his mitt, kneading it gently, slowly and lightly. Lori was an experience enough floozy to know that pulling away now would impart a bad stamp - the last thing he would remember was that this was a business transaction after all. Not at all good for her reputation or for repeat business. Instead, she subtly sped thing along by saying,"Here, let me look after that,"as she carefully peeled the soggy condom off his now-limp penis. Holding it up between forefinger and pollex, she had the perfect excuse to leave the bed. After disposing of it, she fished her lipstick and brush from her purse and sat in front of the mirror. The trick now, she knew, was to keep doing aphrodisiac affair while she prepared to allow. Like fixing her lip rouge and pulling her brushing through her pig hair while she was still braless. Like asking him to thrash her panties over to her. Like excusing herself use the facilities before she dressed ( leaving the door open, of course ), then coming back into the room before slipping into her panties, and reaching languorously across his naked consistence to retrieve her bra, affording him one Thomas More spirit of her tits, before sitting on the bed beside him to put it on, which gave him the opportunity to fondle her nylon-clad legs as her bare breasts disappeared from his thought. She stood in front of him as she donned her silky blouse, legs slightly apart, and he didn't waste his last fortune to experience her crotchless pantyhose. She couldn't help but notice that his hammer was beginning to stir again. She pulled on her black skirt.

"Lori,"Saint George began tentatively,"is there any opportunity we could ... I could peach you into giving me another ... um, spry blowjob before you leave ?"He saw her hesitation, and named a generous price quickly. She nodded, too hastily, she admonished herself. The legerdemain is to take it seem to the node like the money's not important.

She began to take away her doll again, but George said"No, no ! Please don't undress !"A light condom emerged from her handbag. She knelt on the bed between his wooden leg and took his half-erect prick in her hands. Stroking it gently, she leaned over and ran her tongue across his nut and onto the shaft. Then she took the shaft of light in her mouth and sucked it until it was hard, which didn't take too long at all. She could taste his cum. There was a tintinnabulation of fresh lipstick at the top of his naked penis where her backtalk had first made contact lens. The condom disappeared into her mouth, the reappeared mo later over his cock.

Lori sucked hard and fast. Once again, George's hands began to roam over her body, but they stayed outside her apparel. Within a few mo he had spurted again, and he groaned in joy. She quickly removed the rubber, reapplied her lipstick, and bade him farewell. At the door, they pecked each other on the lips as George V handed her the spare bills."Thanks. You were peachy,"he told her."I fulfilled a fantasy today. Not too many fille would do that, you know."Lori knew. She felt herself reddening.

Lori's job was done. She went straight back to her car, painfully aware that she ran the risk of exposure of being recently for retrieving her kids from schoolhouse for dejeuner. Her hindquarters was still sore on the thrust back. And she was pretty for sure that she was not imagining the taste that lingered in her mouth.

At schooltime, her children waited for her. She was only seconds behind the chime, and the schoolyard bustled with parents and nipper. minuscule Alicia pursed her lips for a buss when she saw her mommy, but Lori had to change state her own head to the slope to have her girl snog her cheek. A rip appeared at the box of her eye. She couldn't kiss her own children because she hadn't washed the diddlyshit out of her mouth after taking money to let some alien fuck her ass then come up in her sassing !

Back at home plate, she rushed to the lav, where she scrubbed her tooth and gargled with strong mouthwash. Then she went into her bedroom to get out of her twist around hooker costume. When Lori had removed her annulus and blouse, the door opened and Alicia walked in, eying her mother in her sexy underwear.

I know why you wear those funny pantyhose, mom !"she declared. Lori's stomach knotted in an instant."So you can pee easier !"Alicia finished.

"That's right, pricey,"Lori lied. But delight don't mention it to dad, she added to herself .