I am Vernon a single average guy 27 years of age. And for the past 5 of those years have earned my living as a gigolo. Being paid to issue sex to clients.

I started my working biography working in a store, where my gift of the gab won customers of both gender over and made me democratic with my work colleagues.

I was not an adonis, but from starting my working lifespan I began to make the beneficial of myself by starting a exercise authorities and buying ripe clothes and beauty production, and discovering sex.

I started paying escorts for sex so that I could enjoy a range of uninhibited sexual fantasies and kink that I had. And professional date for a fee were happy to reconcile those fancy with me.

It was through this as to how I became a professional gigolo. One of the escort I used often was also a bit of a brothel keeper, and organised sex parties for her punters. And it was she who suggested I help out at one of these gatherings, which after some thought I did, And I found myself enjoying the voyeuristic part of having sex in front of strangers, and more importantly, being able to"perform"in that environment.

The ma'am, capital of Seychelles subsequently liking how I performed at the event told me that she sometimes got requests from female customer for virile intimate partners, and she could if I was willing and for a fee lure me up with some of these women.

I was then nearly 22 old age old and thought having sex with women and being paid to do so was a win win and accepted. And so it began and within month I had quit my job and became a fully time gigolo.

I sat at the window of the coffee berry shop, latte in deal relaxing and remembering lastly night. The client was in her late fifties and overweight, but smelt nice. She was married and kept her ring on her finger and as usual no mention of the spouse was uttered. The meal and pocket-sized talk of the town was squeamish and of course she paid and after several deglutition at the hotel bar we went to her room.

As soon as we had entered the room I had closed the threshold, turned to her and pulled her near and grabbed her plump behind in both script, squeezing her ass nerve while planting kisses to her neck, and letting her feel my hot breath on her ear before planting a passionate kiss to her lips that turned into a mutual Gallic kiss. It was an approach I used often to allay the sometimes restiveness the client had in asking for what they had payed for…a right no drawing string attached fuck.

I smiled at the memory of pulling the node bra down unleashing her vauntingly saggy teat from their confines and planting my workforce on them and hearing her suspiration as I kneaded and planted my mouth on one of her large mamilla and feeling it get harder as I suckled it while massaging the other between my fingertips. As usual that was enough to get my peter reacting and so I had guided the now topless client to the bed before moving back and quickly stripping bollock naked for her to look up to what she was paying for. I smiled again remembering her expression as she watched as I slowly wanked myself before her to get a replete strong on.

I must accommodate I liked to give time value for money and knew I had done so last night. When I left the hotel room several hours later she had been made passion to and also had raw uninhibited sex too. The smile on my side became a grin recalling her gripping my arm with both mitt and her teeth biting into my articulatio humeri trying to stifle groans of passion as I had fingered her wet sploshing cunt to yet another orgasm. I knew I had earned the tip she gave me. and again I had enjoyed the evening, another win win.

Idly perusing the street I suddenly recognised a once fellow look. I peered harder to make for certain. Yes I was adjust. Margaret was walking towards the deep brown shop. My mind went back to when i worked in the store. Margaret was employed in the canteen as the cook. I remembered how I and the other offspring Male employees always flirted with her. She was a practiced 20 years erstwhile than me but there was something of the MILF about her. She was still pretty attractive even with life dividing line now showing on her typeface, and she still had a pretty fit looking torso for her age, and of course of study the great pair of tits and accompanying cleavage that always was salutary for an ogle. And that she was dismissed for theft. I headed for the door.

"Margaret"I called to her and she turned, recognised me and smiled."It, s cracking seeing you"and I gave her a hug as though we were airless pricy friends, which we never were, but my gigolo persona had kicked in automatically."Good to see you too"She replied and I released my arms from round her and took her cubitus and started guiding her"Lets catch up, total on I will buy us both a drink while we do ”. She tried to dissent but I continued low talking about our clip working together and before she knew it we were sitting opposite one another, boozing on the board in the alcove of the pub.

looking at her, and recognising the familiar stirring in my jetty I took in Margaret, s appearance again. The look of wanting to experience what she was like in bed that was a fantasy of mine years before returned, and I knew I now had the accomplishment to dear create it reality.

We stayed there various hours during which I helped things along. Sometimes to get a client nice and relaxed I used anovulatory drug that if used singly would tap out the dame, and she would not recollect what had happened to her. Of row I never went that far. But what I would do sometimes if the guest was unquiet and shy is divide the tablet into eight incision and by secretly adding one or two of these parts into the clients drink during the eventide, she would lose some of her inhibition and combined with the beverage and sexual chemistry…Bingo.

So far I had put 2 into Margarets beverage and they were working, so I suggested we should go, and we left the bar, weapon around each others waists.

I could smell her scent and body affectionateness as we walked and had to apology as we stopped momentarily as I adjusted my semi hard cock and balls."Your error"I said, and she looked down at my groin and the precis of my genitals for foresighted than a glance and smiled.

We arrived at Margarets flat. It was on the third base and a stench of piss invaded the lift we had used to get up to her floor. She opened her door and we entered her home. It was straighten out and clean but you could tell that money was scarce by the lineament of the fittings.

Good, my business brain thinking, since she was sacked life has not been dear to her, and I was forming a plan that would hopefully benefit her as well as myself financially performing for my guest Mr. Singh. But first I needed to incur out if fucking her will be as a good deal fun as I had fantasised.

I turned her to me and we kissed, our glossa entwining passionately and I felt an urgency in her for homo contact and had a feel she had not had sex for a long clock time, and I certainly was not here to disappoint her. I gripped her ass and pulled her closer so that she could feel my hardening cock against her breadbasket. After a couple of seconds she pulled away and said she will just deliver to freshen up a bit. I smiled and said okeh. And she went to the bathroom.

Her chamber was against the bathroom she was using and I went in and was pleased she had a double bed rather than a single. Better for manoeuvering I smiled. I decided to just get down to it and started to discase and climbed between the duvet and waited.

Margaret came from the bath the denim crownwork she had worn now on her arm and the grey shortstop sleeved woolen balancer neck top showed off her cleavage fountainhead. She saw me in her bed and looked slightly surprised so I knew I had to retrieve the control immediately.

"I just needed to loosen up, hope you don, t mind"I said with a grin as she stepped into the room access and saw that I was obviously fondling my tool and balls under the duvet.

"It, s just that I feel so easy with you Margaret"I continued and pulled the duvet off me so she could see me naked.

Margaret eyes devoured my physical structure. I had knack one leg so that she could see my now voiceless pecker and the movement of my testicle in my trim testicle sac as I wanked myself slowly. I knew I had a fit eubstance and love seeing her eyes dilate and her tongue automatically go over her dry lips.

I got up and walked around the bed to her, my rock-and-roll hard turncock swaying and pointing proudly out to her."I don, t feel embarrassed with you at all Margaret"I said reaching out and holding her custody"I love it that you really know what I look like and……what effect you have on me."I said gesturing down to my cock.

I slowly pulled her hands towards my proud crocked cock, and she put her hands on my hard on and gave out a sigh of pleasure and oh so slowly started moving her gripped paw forwards and backwards.

I started massaging her shoulders as she looked transfixed at her hands polish my pecker and I slowly moved my hands down and took hold of her top at her waistline and gently pulled ii up and over her mind exposing her opprobrious bra. She smiled and I dropped the top and held her tit in my mitt kneading her lenient flesh through the material.

I moved my work force to her waistline again and unwrap the top of her dungaree and unzipped them and going to my knees in front line of her pulled them slowly down, my eyes level with her black step-in as I pulled the denim fabric to her calfs.

I slid my bridge player upwards over her still legs and moved them one shot and gently felt the peachiness of her fanny. I moved my nous forward and started kissing and softly licking the material covering her puss. The sense of smell of her crust and the panties material combined, almost made me set forth wanking my cock with pleasance, but instead I started to knead her bum face harder slipping my fingers beneath the material to finger her physique and hearing her responsive soft moans of pleasure.

I felt the heat of her cunt as I worshipped her groin and could find she had pubic hair beneath the scented material. I thought even better as Mister Singh my client preferred the natural look.

I slowly pulled Margaret, s scanty down to join the blue jean around her slender calfskin, admiring her until now hidden pubic area. Her dark neatly trimmed triangle of curly pubic region contrasted beautifully against her sick skin and I again moved in and this time kissed, licked and smelt her most intimate area without hindrance. I felt her branch move involuntarily as I explored her slit and clit, and decided it was time for the bed so rose from between her legs and looking directly at her.

"Take your bra off so I can see you naked Margaret….let me see you naked"I said soothingly. She reached around and unclasped her bra and started to remove it self consciously."please"I encouraged softly. She smiled and removed it exposing her boob for me to see.

"Wow"I said partly to promote her self assurance of being naked with me, and partly because they were wow. I and my mates had ogled and lusted over those nipple, and now she was displaying them before me.

They sagged slightly as is the way things go with age but they were still beautiful and her pink contrasting ring of color and large rear pap proudly stuck out.

"Please never wear a bra again with me Margaret"I said admiringly."I never want not to look at you like this"with that I moved forward bent grass and started suckling those splendid milk makers.

The ductile hardness of her erect nipple in my mouth and the early nipple between my fingertips gave me the chance to glide my give up hand between her second joint and my midriff finger straight into her moist love mess and I started fingering her. She shuddered and moaned, her second joint tightened but I continued the fingering and felt her juices beginning to run. I moved my oral cavity from her left teat and looked her in the centre and continued fingering her harder. The charwoman I used to fantasize over was standing jean and step-in around her leg and otherwise naked and my finger in her snatch wanking her and now with my other arm around her waist supporting her as her body began to worm as her orgasm built. She tried to attract my fingering deal away, but I pulled her arm away and held it behind her back, she bent forward slightly nakedly exposed, face flushed and squirted as she orgasmed from my fingering her cunt.

Her legs were shaking from the drive of her soundbox cumming, and she gave a shy smile"Im, e sorry…I didn, t, I mean I have never"she moved her mitt down between her now wet legs.

I smiled at her"You looked beautiful when I made you cum heavily like that Margaret, you enjoyed it didn, t you ”. She nodded."let me ask maintenance of this for you."I continued stroking the wetness before lifting her up and laying her on the bed.

I raised her legs and pulled of her blue jean. Then her black step-in. I held the panties to my nose and smelt them as she watched. Then I used them to wipe some of the wetness of her cumming from her legs and again smelt the now damp panties.

"Can I save these"I asked her."Please say yes, …. but only if I never wash them."I stroked her raised leg."Say it ”.

"You can have them"she said.

"But only if ?"I prompted.

"If you never wash them"

I smiled again"Deal……..I will never wash them, so your cum will be always on them when I hold them…I will always have the olfactory perception of your sex….Thankyou ”. With that I tossed them to one side and knelt between her branch and started to complete cleaning her with my tongue, gliding it over hers thighs before moving to her pinko wet snatch and started eating her out.

Margaret started to gyrate her hips slightly as I worked on her clit with my lip and tongue. I needed my own dismissal now and got of the bed and moved to my habiliment and got a condom I opened it smiling as Margaret watched me.

I stood and began rolling the protective sheath down my cock shaft. Once done I cupped my ball sac.

"My balls have ached for the cobbler's last 5 years wanting this instant with you Margaret. Me and you in bed together making sleep together"

I moved my naked body between Margarets legs, lifted them, positioned the head teacher of my cock at her twat entrance, smiled knowing my fantasy is becoming realness and force deep into her.

I fucked Margaret hard, it was not get laid making, it was fucking and the sight of her naked tits swaying with every thrust of my cock deep into her encouraged my efforts more. I moved down and bit her neck. She grabbed my neck opening, not to crowd me away but to pull me penny-pinching. I continued with the love sharpness and felt my balls tighten as I was about to cum. I thrusted faster and orgasmed, wishing it was directly into her womb rather than into the condom…..but that would be later.

We kissed before I slowly rolled off Margaret.

"Fuck…that was good….better than I dreamt"I told her and we held each other and relaxed. She fell into a deep slumber soon after partly due to the bits of tablet I had laced her drunkenness with as much as to the fucking. I looked at her sleeping naked with me….. then I rose and got my tv camera phone and started taking photos of her while she slept naked. occupation is business…and Mister Singh after all will want to know what he may be paying for.

To be continued .