An English Escort, an American client closed to southern_slut

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Miranda the Courtesan: An English Escort, an American client closed to southern_slut

The Advert...

Welcome to my web site.

I'm Miranda and I am 21 and a student. To help pay my way through university, and to satisfy my quest for unusual sexual situations, I have decided to become an escort, but no ordinary escort. I may be young, but I am experienced and rather mature for my age. To see how popular I am please read my review pages...

As I mentioned, I am no ordinary escort. If you wish to see me for an hour's casual fuck then I am definitely not the person for you. But if you have a fantasy that you wish to explore then please read on.

I am also truly bi-sexual.

Have you ever wanted a random encounter? There you are alone sipping coffee coffee when a young female approaches you and makes conversation. She then starts flirting with you, playing footsie before whispering in your ear that she would like to fuck you.

Have you ever wanted your daughter's friend to chat you up, or to respond to your advances, or a neighbour? Is there a family member you have dreamt off whilst alone in the shower or bed?. Have you ever wanted to flirt and fuck that female jogger you pass most times whilst out in the park? Ever wanted to commit adultery in your matrimonial bed, violating it whilst seducing or even coercing your cleaner?

Have you ever wondered about being with another female. Has the current 'popularity' of being bi-sexual intrigued your interest, and curious about sleeping with another female for the first time? Are you married, and find the idea of going out to get picked up off-putting? Yet still crave to explore the other side? Are you a couple, where the idea of a three some sexcites you? Or are you a female who experienced the delights of sapphic sex as a younger female, and reminisce about those encounters?

If so, maybe I am the person for you? I am experienced sexually and studied Drama at school, having partaking in numerous amateur productions. So I am confident and have an ability to act. The number of fantasies that I have helped explore is considerable. I have very few limits. I treat each fantasy request seperatly, and very few requests are refused, though it may be that I will suggest toning it down slightly.

Fantasies I have explored before include

"seducing' a younger niece
being a hotel maid
The neighbour
The visiting sales woman
The blackmailer's victim
The Blackmailer
The executive's PA
Stranger in the park
The Dominant Mistress
The school girl fantasy

For fantasies, often the attire of the woman can be an essential part. AS such please email me photos of any 'looks' you wish me to represent for our rendezvous...


About Me:

I am 21 and a curvy yet toned 5'2 with a 34B/C bust and a size 8, though my hips can be a 10. As such I am not a skinny girl but neither am I overweight, exercising regularly. I have brown curvy shoulder length hair and complementing brown eyes. I exercise regularly a combination of running, swimming and spin classes and the odd class to maintain some muscle definition. If you have a specific appearance, or hair colour, I have been known to dye my hair for a specific request though I will never trim my hair shorter than shoulder length.

Whilst I am not fully qualified, I have attended massage courses including Indian Head and basic sport therapy.

Gay bookings:

I had my first gay experience at the age of 18, and afterwards, realised that I had been sub-consciously curious much before then but never had the courage, conviction to admit it to myself. Society has changed in the last ten years, with society being more acceptable to wards at least bi-sexual females. From my own personal experience this must both arouse interest and yet cause confusion, frustration. "How do you meet like minded females?"

This is were I come in. I am prepared to meet you for a drink, either at a coffee house or a bar, and discuss your desires, your curiosities, and if we are both interested, we can then take it further. If you have second thoughts, then that is no problem either, though I will ask you to cover my expenses and offer an apology payment, which will be a third of our agreed price.

However, if you are sure about your requirements, then I can cater for those as well.

Please note that I have a full time position, and so only see 2-3 clients over a fortnight, mainly in the evening or Sunday afternoons. I do not work as a general rule on Saturdays. Whilst I have a normal job, if you book a day time appointment two weeks in advance, the chances are that I will be able to plan my work load around our appointment.



Services:

For the first timers, I will offer that loving seductive experience either at my apartment close to the city centre, or I will visit you at your home, though I will need to know your address before the day of the appointment. If you prefer a more neutral venue such as a hotel, please confirm the hotel, and room booking, to ensure my own safety.

If you are a more relaxed female, seeking something stronger, I will act out a role play, and have a wardrobe to assist in me doing so. Fantasies that I have helped with include the neighbour's daughter, (whist I am 21 I can pass of younger) or your secretary, or even role reversal and be your line manager. I even have a school uniform or two! I can be submissive but I prefer being assertive, even Dominant, and again I have a leather wardrobe to assist in these fantasies, including leather suits, boots as well as leather lingerie.

Please note that I do not judge peoples fantasies, though if I feel I cannot play the role you ask of me please do not be upset, though I will try and suggest an alternative that I am happy with. This is as much as a hobby as a job, remembering when I was accepting that I might be bi-sexual, and realise there are others out there with similar curiosities.

I offer a mix of a girl-friend style affection and mild porn star nymphomaniac approach. I will consider most services but sex will always be with a condom. I will offer oral with out and cum-in-mouth but that is at my discretion. I will entertain the idea of watersports as part of a specific fantasy but if this is your thing please give me prior warning as with any other fetishes youmay have. Whilst I am assertive I am not a true Domme. I will arrive freshly cleaned and showered. Please ensure the same.


Likes:

Sex
Oral with/without
swallowing/snow balling
Tie and tease
Role-play/fantasies
Mild BDSM
Striptease, dressing up/down

Dislikes

I will not do severe pain (on me or yourself s), blood, breath play and other similar risque situations.
Outdoor sex (I cannot risk being arrested for inproper behavior)


Fees:

My standard rate of out call is £175 per hour. A social meet first is £75, so meeting for coffee to discuss your requirements and then two hours would be £425.

However, my charges are not fixed in stone and again we can confirm the charges for my time. Longer bookings will carry discounts, third and subsequent hours at £120 an hour. A dinner date starting at 7 and finishing with breakfast at 9 am is £1200. More unusual requests will incur an extra payment of £250 to cover any other costs and 'rehearsal' time that will be required for me to act out your role suitably.

My fees are non- negotiable. Would you negotiate with your line manager for a reduction to your salary? I thought not!!

However, I have been known if a specific scenario intrigues me sufficiently; for me to alter my rates slightly. But that is at my discretion (and generally will apply to female clients but not exclusively).

Location.

I am based in North London (N14 Post code) but can travel anywhere within the M25; though any distance of more than 30 minutes will be for a three hour booking (including the social meet first).

For bookings outside the M25 please contact me with your location proposed duration of booking and your 'tip' to help cover both my travelling time and travel expenses.

How to Contact me:

All initial correspondence will be via email. Once we have established contact and that 'rapport' I will offer you my mobile number. In your initial email please tell me your fantasy, offering as much information as possible (but please do not send me a script) to help me determine whether I am the girl for your fantasy. Also please state the rough dates that you would like us to meet and where, (incall/outcall/your hotel).

When I have received your email I will contact you in return and we can discuss it from there.

 

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Amelia had arrived in England about a week prior for a business conference. She'd been so nervous, anxious, excited, such a mixture of emotions that she could hardly contain herself. She'd found the most perfect place online and had answered so quickly she couldn't believe it was real.

'Hello,
I'm Amelia Banks and I'll be in London between the 12th and the 26th of April. I was hoping to have your company for an evening or more during my visit. I'm 37 and married, however my husband is a lazy chauvinist pig. He's been cheating and suppressing my bi-curiousity for so many years now. I'd like to know what it's like, being with another woman. Afterwards it'll hopefully bring me the confidence to file for my divorce.'

The details had been ironed out and I'd arrived at the appropriate coffee shop and deli, "Paul's", and had taken a seat out in the sunlight. The tea was cooling in my hands and my cell phone sat next to it. Hesitating, I reached down and typed into the phone. Using the given number, 'Hey, it's Amelia. I'm here @ Paul's.' I set it down and settled back in my chair. I'd told her to look for me in a dark cashmere sweater and blue jeans. Hopefully the short brunette hair just below my ears and bright green eyes wouldn't throw her. It's like everyone could tell why I was here, they knew I wasn't English. Knew I didn't belong.

 

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Miranda woke up that Friday at her normal time at 6 am. It wasn't long before she was outside for her early 2 mile jog before returning home and got ready for work. She was a PhD student, in a biological science and so headed into the laboratory for a few hours. The morning was routine, and at lunch time she headed home early, and to get ready for her evening.

Miranda was a secret escort, a 'Belle De Jour" and had been for 18 months or so. Initially she worked in a '|Parlour' but realised it wasn't for her, and soon she became an Agency Girl. She disliked that immensely, she was treated as a commodity by both the agency and clients alike. She also didn't enjoy the hour wham bang thank clients. But she had enjoyed the longer more involving sessions, specifically those gentlemen (mostly) who had a specific fantasy that they wanted to act out. Having done drama at school and got involved in amateur productions, she had an ability to act and act well.

And so she became an independent escort , and from what she had learnt as both a parlour girl and an agency gal, there was a niche for Role Play acting escorts as well as a need for the female market.

And she had become successful, seeing 2-3 clients per fortnight, each for a minimum of 2-3 hours..... Her internet reviews whilst limited were all very encouraging, which them selves generated further interest.

She headed home and walked the five minutes walk from the tube station to her flat, a small discrete flat which she could do incalls from, and had done but not routinely.

She dumped her stuff and headed into her bedroom, and saw the clothes she had sorted the night before for her first american client, a business woman of 37 who wanted to be seduced by a younger girl. Having read between the lines, her client Amelia had obviously been curious for a while but never had the courage to explore. It seemed that it was her fantasy for her to be picked up, and seduced. They had been in contact via email several times confirming both th e time, duration of the booking and Amelia's fantasy....

Miranda smiled as she undressed and headed into the bathroom and a shower. She spent the next ten minutes washing drying and applying a subtle layer of make up; enough to be noticed but not over done. Even her lipstick was a delicate pink, but glossy offering a sheen glossy look. Finishing with her lipstick, and gently padding the excess off before rolling her lips, she returned to her bedroom, and the clothes she got ready.

She reached for the Bustier/Bodice; a deep rusty orange in colour, with wide shoulder straps, and reached to just below her navel. The bustier was decorated with brown embroidered lace with hints of orange and gold in an ornate pattern, a pattern from the Indian sub-continent; that started at the shoulder straps, covering the thickness of the straps, and travelled towards the base of the top, the two bands meeting at the base, forming an Orange V down the body and meeting at the base. This orange was, itself criss-crossed with a brown band, giving the appearance of being tied, although it wasn't. Along the centre of the back were 15 little eyelets, which fastened the bustier. The set came complete with a matching bra, thong, and briefs, which Miranda chose the thong.

She then reached for the black leggings, and stepped into them, pulling them up ver her thighs and hips, before sitting down on the bed. She reached for the leather knee high tan boots, a mixture of 'biker and fashion' boots, the heel was stylish but low, and the top of the boot had several leather straps at the top of the calf... The light glossy tan contrasted well against the blackness of the leggings, and complimented the orange of the bustier. Finally she reached for her top, a long rusty orange knitted jumper tunic. the top was slightly baggy, with a v neck line, not too exposing, but Miranda knew the shoulder of the top would slide of her shoulder exposing the wide delicately embroidered strap of the bustier. The top was long enough to cover her bum, and appeared as a mini-skirt in length.

With her naturally curly hair in a pony tale and a simple amber pendant around her neck, Miranda left home and headed to Mayfair, travelling on the Picadilly line down to Hyde Park Corner where she walked up into MayFair.

She looked at her watch as she saw the agreed Meeting Place, Paul's a small chain of exclusive coffee shop/deli in central London. The place would be reasonably busy, busy enough not to get noticed but not soo bust that there would be no tables..

She walked around the coffee house, aware that her client would be entering any minute now. She wanted to see if she could identify her and get a first impression as she enter the coffee house. Suddenly she saw her, in her jeans and grey jumper. |She looked pretty, and in reasonable shape for her age, and well she had a wealthy look about her. She watched as she entered Paul.

Miranda felt her working phone vibrate in her hand. She took it out and saw the text. 'Hey, it's Amelia. I'm here @ Paul's.'

Miranda smiled as her heart missed a beat. Despite being an escort for around 18 months she still had moments of apprehension, more so in some ways since she specialised in her role play scenarios. She waited for a few more minutes as she window shopped before she heaaded into Pauls, and walked up to the counter..

"A large Latte please and the triple choc cheese cake... Thank you."

As Miranda waited for her order she looked around. The place was quite busy filled with locals and tourists alike. She soon saw Amelia and smiled in her direction before concentrating on her order, and was soon sitting down on a table away From Amelia but looking in her direction.

She settled down with her order and took out a style magazine from her tan shoulder leather bag and started to read it, or at least flick through the pages, regularly looking up in the general direction of Amelia awaiting for some response from her client.

She sipped her coffee and ate some of her cheese cake as she flicked through the pages, often looking around but always concentrating on Amelia.

 

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After almost thirty minutes I'd begun to believe it'd been called off. Finishing my tea I began to sit up when I felt eyes on me. I'd thought it were the other people who could spot my tourist appearance. However I looked up and saw this gorgeous young woman looking at me over the pages of her magazine. She had eaten probably half of her cake and it occurred to me I'd been sitting around and just waiting for her to make her move. She was truly stunning in her blends of orange and browns. It stood out, especially now that I could see her. I took a deep breath and debated on the first move. What did people do in these situations? It'd been so long since I'd gotten to into this kind of scenario. I got up and took my cup to the counter and asked for a second cup. I smiled shyly over my shoulder and couldn't help but burst out in immature giggles. I let my eyes follow up from the toes of her boots and to her black leggings and rustic orange outfit. Her face was so sweet, innocent, I couldn't really tell if she were natural or if she used the right makeup to only look natural. It was so occupying my mind that I took a sip of scalding tea and nearly spit it out all over the place.

 

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Miranda smiled at Amelia several times when she looked in her direction but it seemed that she wasn't aware of her presence. Finally though Amelia smiled before looking down a t her cup. Shortly afterwards she stood up and headed over to the counter and spoke to the barista girl.

I smiled as she did so, aware that my client was now looking back at me; stretching my legs into the aisle as did show, offering her a glimpse of my attire, my shapely legs. I suddenly had a silly idea as our eyes locked briefly and pointed to my empty coffee cup, and making a 'one' sign with my finger smiling; wondering if she would take the hint that would like another coffee......

Would Amelia notice, and understand?

 

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It was cute, and hardly subtle, however it worked wonders. Giving me something to break the tension I ordered another coffee and slid down in the seat next to the lovely visage. I wasn't exactly sure if this was the right woman, it may not be, I told her to surprise me and so far I was in a pleasant state of shock. Holding the cup out to her and trying not to smile too much.

"Hi. I'm Amelia."

 

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Miranda took the cup and smiled placing it down on the table...

"Hi Amelia, I'm Miranda... thanks for the coffee...." my voice soft genuine sounding...

"Amelia is quite an unusual name here in the UK but you are obvisouly from the states, and with that slight accent I'd say closer to the Deep South?"

As I finished talking, my eyes gazed over my client and smiled to myself, she is quite cute.....

"So what are you over here for, business or pleasure?"

 

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"Well, who could say no to both? I have a business conference here in town and I'll be here for the next week or so still. And yes, I'm actually from Texas. Hence the sweater, Lordy it's cooler here than back home."

I can't help but find myself lured in by her sweet charms and long legs. The way she crosses them and then uncrosses them, back and forth. Makes it difficult to keep my eyes on hers. In fact I can't stop drinking in every inch of her I can see.

"How about you? Live here long?"

 

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Mirnada smiled as Amelia mentioned the cold...

"Well it is April so only just spring here in the UK, for the time of year it is quite mild..."

"How about you? Live here long?"

"I moved to London just over three years ago for uni... now just started my Phd. "

The two continued to make small talk, as Miranda eyed up her client. She was actually attracted to her despite the slight southern drawl in her accent, but at teh same token, she soon got 'used' to it as they chatted; mostly about London, what it has to offer in terms of the sights, but also the expense of many of the tourist attractions.

As they chatted Miranda's eyes fleeted at Amelia's bust, mostly hidden by the baggy grey jumper, making Miranda curious, she often wore clothes like that (as she was today) as it hints at so much yet reveals so little...

Miranda repositioned herself as they chatted sipping her coffee. After about ten minutes or so she moved her legs, allowing one of them to rest against Amelia's leg lightly resting. It was done in a why that could be accidental or a deliberate attempt... As she did so she looked at the 'ring finger' and asked...

"So is there a partner back home?"

 

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Caught off guard and allowing my more backwoods verbiage to slip, "Well, I reckon he ain't got much time left... I mean, we're separating. Scott is fond of woman other than just me. Like they say 'I don't care what makes you hungry so long as you come home for supper.' However he's been eating out for some time now."

It was odd, being so unguarded around this woman. Woman, she's so young. Yet I was sure she was the one I'd emailed, how else could she be so interested? Scott made it clear I wasn't "attractive" anymore. Guess money was the answer. I could feel some warmth, as if something was resting against my leg. Realizing it was her, I decided I'd nothing to lose. She's gorgeous, young, everything I'd wanted for my first womanly experience and she actually seemed interested. Slowly running my leg up and down against hers, making it very deliberate. I'm interested, and I really want her to be too.

 

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Miranda smiled as she felt Amelia respond to her leg, being more pro-active than she herself was..

"So you are going to divorce him on the grounds of infidelity?" It was said more as a statement rather than a question.

"Ever been unfaithful yourself?" Miranda enquired, her voice slightly commanding her eyes meeting those of Amelia, her lips smiling softly.

 

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"Not yet..."

It was so thin, if at all, hidden. I just couldn't bring myself to lie to this girl and she had become the figure head to so much I wanted. Freedom from my husband, sexual exploration, exploring my own identity, and simply the fact she was a beautiful woman letting me take her time. I'd no doubt by now she was the woman I'd been emailing, however that no longer bothered me. I'd have wanted to see what lay beneath those stockings and the dress regardless.

"Yes, I was looking to serve him with divorce papers when I got home. Let's not talk about him though. I'm far more fascinated with you."

Cheap, direct, I blame it on my years outside the dating circuit.

 

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"Let's not talk about him though. I'm far more fascinated with you."

Miranda smiled....

"So what would you like to know Amelia?" As Miranda's leg became more pro-active under the table albeit gently, subtly as she gently pressed, moved her booted calf against Amelia's calf...

"I saw you sitting alone when I first entered this coffee shop and found you alluring.... Sexually...... I'm 22, bisexual and my weekend has started, on a good start as well...

Miranda smiled....

"So any plans for the afternoon, evening? Fancy exploring London with a local " Miranda pauses softly a teasing smile on her lips "Or would you prefer to explore my body; ever slept with another female?"

Miranda took a sip of her coffee as she finished speaking.

 

[southern_slut]

She had to wait until I was taking a drink to say this. The giant, warm bulb of tea slides down my throat and I'm left breathless for a moment. It must be really funny to see actually. My mouth slightly open, my eyes wide, my breath stopped.

"What? Oh! Um.... No, I've never been lucky enough to have a woman in my life."

It's a safe answer. However I certainly did not contact this beautiful woman to waste her time showing me the sights.

"How about... My hotel isn't far from here. If you feel I'm worth more than the night then we can discuss the entire weekend."

There is no way I'm letting this pass me by. She wants... No I want. WE want each other and there's no sense wasting time. Right?

 

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"How about... My hotel isn't far from here"

Miranda smiled as she leant forward moving her hand under the table, resting her fingers lightly on the denim clad thigh..

"That sounds good..... if you want to that is.... " As Miranda finished talking she squeezed Amelia's thigh gently...

"Why don't we go and get a bottle of Rose or white wine - or red if you prefer on the way back to your hotel Amelia?"

With that Miranda stood up and straightened her dress before reaching for her shoulder bag......

"Ready?" Miranda enquired, offering Amelia her arm.

Amelia collected her belongings and soon they were outside in the cool sun of the early spring afternoon. Rush hour had started early on a Friday afternoon, and as Amelia led the way towards the hotel, Miranda saw a small side passage. She stopped grabbing Amelia's hand and pulled her into the alleyway, and soon leant against a wall, and pulled Amelia close to her, her hands moving to her sides, under her jumper......

"You know from when I saw you in the coffee house, I wanted to seduce you, sleep with you...." With that Miranda leant in and kissed Amelia's lips so softly lightly sensually, before allowing her tongue to caress Amelia's lips, her eyes open wide, returning Amelia's uncertain gaze.

 

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MY breath catches and I can hardly keep myself standing. Being whisked away from the coffee shop and now... The way she holds me close and the way she meets my lips and my eyes. I fear she can feel my sex as it's dampening my panties. Actually I've nearly soaked through and my sexual desire is incredible. Instead of shying away like I would have I lean in and kiss her now. She even tastes sweet.

 

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Miranda smiled as Amelia pulled away, her hands still caressing Amelia's sides under her jumper, with light slow caresses.

"Enjoy that kiss?2

Before she was able to reply, Miranda leant towards Amelia and kissed her again, softly but this time a few light butterfly kisses before her lips encased Amelia'' lips her tongue lightly probing her lip,s parting them as the kiss deepened

Miranda's hands moved round to her back, pulling Amelia into her as she leant agonist the wall, kissing with a soft gentle deep French kiss; her body pressing into her client's, her left hand moving to caress her crutch through the denim jeans

Finally the kiss parted, both of them breathless...

"I want to fuck you" gasped Miranda..

 

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"I could hardly keep myself from pouncing on you in the coffee shop..."

Soaking her in, my nose next to hers and we speak with our lips still together. Not quite a kiss but such an intimate moment all the same. Feeling her, tasting her, smelling her, every sense is triggered and my body wants more. Her hand feeling me through my jeans and caressing my body and pulling me into her. God I want her so bad I doubt we could even make it all the way to my room.

 

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The kiss broken, the two women still hold each other closely, with he odd kiss as their lips barely separate, their breaths regaining some composure....

"Shall we head on back to your hotel Amelia?" Miranda eyes met Amelia's and smiled, licking her lips.....

"Remove your bra please here, now from under your jumper"

With that Miranda reached round under her jumper and qith a quick, well practised move unclasped her bra....

 

[southern_slut]

I pull it out from under my top. It's so cute how she says jumper like that. It's a black half-cup bra. The kind of thing you wear to show off before you take it off. Just wait until she sees the other half she's rubbing through my jeans...

Holding the bra up right between our eyes and smiling. I've never felt so liberated and so desired. Ever.

 

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Miranda smiles grabbing the bra and placing it in her shoulder bag...

"Let's go" Miranda stated in a soft yet commanding tone.

"We need to get a bottle of wine as well.

Arm in arm they walked quickly towards the hotel. Miranda saw a Tesco Metro and crossed the street, heading into the shop, and headed straight to the wine section.

She found a Rose that she enjoys, and took two bottles picking up a box of Thornton's quality chocolates.

Several minutes later she was back outside to see Amelia looking slightly puzzled.

She gave her a hug..


"Let's go"

They walked to Park Lane and Amelia's Hotel as they appriached

 

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The lobby was full of others from the business conference and a few waved as we made our way to the elevator. I'm not sure why she wanted my bra or what wine she'd gotten but it doesn't matter anymore. As we step into the elevator I make sure to close the doors before anyone else can hop on and come between us. We slowly rise to my floor, the soft jazz or "elevator music" fills the background.

 

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Miranda smiled as she enterd the bustle of the hotel lobby. As Amelia was recognised, Miranda just smiled.

Little would they know or suspect that their friend, or colleague had hired a woman to fuck her.

But she had, and Miranda was looking forward to it. She hated the old agency and parlour days, but since becoming an independent, she was able to accept the jobs that interested her.

Many emails were for plain boring sessions, which Miranda refused. She liked scenarios with a 'story' attached to the fantasy.

As the lift doors closed, Miranda smiled as she pushed her client against the mirrored wall, and gently nibbled her client's neck, ear whispering

"I want to see you nekaked Amelia. I want to see your tongue on my labia, my clit."

As Miranda kissed her neck, the lift came to a halt, and the doors opened.

Amelia smiled and turned to walk down the hall way retrieving her key card.

 

[southern_slut]

Awkwardly trying to get the key card to work, it eventually strikes home and the door to the opens up. I hold the door open and once we're both inside I close it behind me. The window has a fantastic view and we're about 6 stories above the ground. I stand awkwardly by the door now. Is the fantasy of the sweet young woman over? I know I promised to pay her, and I will. Yet having her hang off of me and push me into alleys and walls and want me... It was new, having someone want you with them.

 

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Miranda smiled as amelia struggled to open the door. She sensed her presence wasn't helping, specifically her fingers caressing her client's denim clad bun cheeks as she leant agasint the wall seductively.

Finally the door opened, and Amelia offered The entrance to Miranda. She walled in and towards the window, looking out over the view of Hyde Park.

"Wow a lovely view Amelia, I've heard that like a see view, these rooms with a view of the Park come with a premium price."

Miranda turned and looked around looking for the fridge and found it, placing one of the bottles into the fridge.

"Would you like to do the honours please Amelia?" Offering her client the other bottle of Rose.

As Amelia took the bottle from her, she stepped over to the Sofa, and made her self comfortable in the corner, crossing her legs, the skirt rising intentionally.

She looked at her client, wondering whether she would go through with it. Several curious clients had bottle out as they became intimate, suddenly realising they was all they were, just curious; but didn't have the strength, conviction to go through with it.

But Amelia' kissing had been enthusiastic back in the alley way, and her gaze in the lift had been intense, one of desire.

She looked at her as she opened the wine, Miranda reaching or the remote and looked for magicFM, a radio station that has little adverts and DJ talk,and played mostly Ballard easy listening music, turning the volume down slightly and place the remote on the side...