The Client, Open for one female

Donalddeutsch

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Now closed for Smartgrrl and myself

Malcolm was a successful business man who was in New York on business, and was looking for a bit of fun that night. He called up some of his connections, and was put in touch with Touche' Girls, a "Escort Service" his friend had told him. He was also told that the girls were always the hottest, and the best looking, and well dressed. Perfect for the business man, and they knew that they were expected to be more than a escort, for the right price.

Well what I'm looking for is someone to play Malcolm's date that night, and it is made known to the girl, by her boss, that he paid extra for the full night, if she knew what he meant. The girl wouldn't be naive, and would know what was in for her. malcolm is a caring man, who is looking for fun. The girl would be expected to be proper in what she wears and how she acts during the evening, but a wild thing in bed. Yes this isn't going to go straight to sex, but who knows where it will end up after the night.

Malcolm MacDonald
32
6'
220 Pounds
Blonde Hair
Green Eyes
8" uncut and thick

Malcolm wore tailored suits and was a self-made millionaire.

Open to the first female to post a bio then we will go from where she gets the job from her boss, which I will play also.
 
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Olivia

Olivia Lawrence was once a corporate attorney. Ambitious and attractive, she had quickly grown bored with the 80 hour work weeks required by her firm. She had found out about the "service" from her sorority sister Anna. Intrigued by the elite and discreet environment, and ready to be done with corporate law, she arranged an interview and landed a position. Her pale blond hair, ice blue eyes, and delicate features enabled her to mix easily among all levels of society. At 5'8" she was tall enough to model, and short enough to please most men. Her education included enough Spanish and French to converse, also enhancing her suitability for many clients.

Without a client for the day, Olivia was allowed to lounge at home in comfort. She was currently channel surfing on television while she waited, wondering if a client would call the office....

Olivia Lawrence
29
5'8"
135 pounds, slim but well endowed
Blond hair, blue eyes
 
Marcus Malcontent was the owner of the firm that employed Olivia, and he had just gotten a call from one of his clients telling him what they needed for a friend of theirs. Of course he had heard of Malcolm MacDonald, and he told his friend that he had the perfect girl for him. He then picked up the phone and dialed Olivias phone number, hoping that she wasn't busy that night. He let it ring, and once she picked it up he smiled.

"Olivia darling, this is Marcus, got you a client for tonight, the works. Can you come in for the details?"
 
Olivia

I answered the phone on the second ring, easily ignoring the cliched talk show on tv. "Hello....Of course Marcus. Should I dress before coming in? No? The meeting is for later this evening? Very well I'm on my way darling."

Turning off the tv as I hung up the phone I walked to my bedroom to slip into sandals. The tan linen skirt and white blouse I was wearing was standard summer attire for the people I was normally expected to associate with. Easily pulling my hair back in a low ponytail I grabbed my purse and left for the office.

Arriving about 20 minutes later, I smiled at our receptionist Eileen as she waved me into Marcus' office....
 
Marcus got up and greeted Olivia with a kiss on each cheek. "Your looking as hot as ever Olivia. Have a seat, your client tonight is a new one of ours, but a friend of an old one. I'm sure you've heard of the multi-billionaire playboy Malcolm MacDonald." It was more of a statement than a question, for he knew that Olivia had always kept up on these things. "Well he's in town for the opening of the biggest broadway show in ages, and has called us up for one of our girls. Well this one is all yours, your the first girl I thought of when he called. He has payed for the full service, so you know your expected to be more than just arm candy tonight, right? Don't worry, he knows the rules about tipping and that it's highly recommended." He smiled at Olivia, knowing that she would know how to dress appropiately for tonight, and how to act accordingly. "He will pick you up at 6 for dinner then the show and after. His car will come by at that time." He smiled and gave her the folder that he had on the guy, complete with photo and vital stats and all.
 
Sitting back I quickly perused the folder, noting Malcolm's fit appearance and well educated background. Smiling at the familiar sense of anticipation I had whenever I was meeting a new client, I bid Marcus farewell and left quickly. Pulling out my cell phone, I placed a quick call. "Hello, May I speak to Armand please? Tell him it's Liv....Darling, how are you? I need a favor. Just got invited to THE opening night event on Broadway this evening. Work me in? I'm in a mad rush...Thank you darling I'm on my way. Ciao!"

(later that afternoon)
Arriving home after the works from Armand, I headed for the bedroom. Stripping quickly I riffled through my lingerie. After giving a considering look at my gown I decided. A lacy blue garter belt and thigh high stockings, followed by a tiny silk thong in a matching shade. I'd learned a long time ago that things could move much faster if the garter belt went on first. I slithered into my gown, adjusting the material slowly. The midnight silk clung to my curves, the deep neckline a perfect setting for my voluptuous breasts. Exercise kept me slim, genetics saved my curves. Looking in the mirror I felt a sense of satisfaction as I saw the sexy yet elegant image I presented. The thin straps looked delicate on my shoulders, my hair pulled up in the front and tumbling down my back in glamorous curls. Turning slightly, I saw the plunging back of the gown showing off my trim figure. Reaching into my nightstand I quickly slid a few supplies into my clutch purse before stepping into my heels. Sliding a matching wrap around my shoulders I glided into the living room to wait patiently....
 
At precisely 6 pm a knock came at Olivias door. It was the man himself. He was dressed in what looked like a tailored made Armani, and a bright smile. He looked Olivia up and down with a admiring look and nodded smiling. "Good evening, I'm Malcolm MacDonald, and you must be Olivia. You are a beautiful woman, and I look forward to tonight." He leaned down and kissed the back of her hand before offering her his arm.
 
"Good evening Malcolm. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm looking forward to our evening." I said easily as I took his arm and let him lead me to the limousine. He made quite a dashing impression in his tailored tuxedo. Sliding gracefully inside the limo I smiled as he joined me and we were on our way. Accepting a flute of sparkling champagne, I relaxed and tried to start a conversation.

"I've heard about your numerous enterprises. What brings you to New York? I would like to thank you for the opportunity to attend this premiere-everything I've heard points to a smashing success tonight."
 
"Yes it does seem like a great show, and what brings me to New York is a combination of business and pleasure. You see, I'm one of the producers, in the background of course, of this new show. So I'm here to take in opening night both as a backer and a conossiuer of the fine arts. I do hope you enjoy yourself tonight, it is going to be a great show, they have a fantastic cast, and it's the talk of the town." He smiled at her while drinking his own champagne. She was a beautiful woman, and he knew what he liked, and she seeemed to be it this night. "So do you like your work? It seems like it would be an interesting job, meeting new people all the time." He wasn't being accusatory, just inquisitive and genuinely interested in what she had to say.
 
I smiled at his genuine interest. Most men didn't realize that my career was a choice, and that I chose whether or not to accept them as clients. "As a matter of fact I do. I love the adventure of meeting new people, not just clients per say but also the people around them. I get to travel, etc. Believe me, this is MUCH better than corporate law..." I took another sip of champagne as the drive continued...
 
"Ah a woman with both brains and beauty, you were the perfect choice. I'm glad that I came to this company, I seem to get blonde bimbos most of the time, it's good to have company that has a brain with the beauty." He smiled and poured himself another glass of champagne, and refilled her glass also.
 
"How long a drive is it to the theater?" I inquired as we continued to drink champagne and talk. I wondered what his lips would taste like with champagne on them, and my pulse quickened. It had been a long time since someone had intrigued me so thoroughly. He was sophisticated and intelligent, and utterly male. The evening was looking very promising....
 
"Oh we have about 10 minutes to the theatre, then another half hour or so of waiting in line with the other limos on the red carpet and all, so about 40-45 minutes before we get out of the limo. What did you have in mind?" He smiled, taking in the long legs, and the curves of his female companion tonight, feeling a tightening in his suit pants.
 
Looking at him with a mischievious smile, I said "I'm at your disposal kind sir, but was pondering a kiss to start..." I leaned in closer, looking up at him through my lashes as I waited for his response....
 
Malcolm slid closer to her and placed his glass down before cupping her chin. He leaned down, and kissed her. Nothing to demanding at first, but a long languid kiss, that hinted at what the future that night would bring.
 
His hand tipped my face up, and I closed my eyes as his lips met mine. His kiss was gentle, yet masterful and I could feel desire start to curl in my belly. I lightly slid my tongue along his lips and moaned quietly as he deepened the kiss...
 
Malcolm opened his mouth for her, and slid his tongue along hers. He slid a hand down her side, pulling her into his lap, hiking the dress up some getting a good handfull of her firm ass. She could feel the erection building up in his pants, and it was getting a bit painful now. He plopped her down onto his lap, and started nibbling her neck some as his hands roamed.
 
His strength surprised me, but also excited. I let my head fall back as he trailed his mouth down my neck, and moaned appreciatively when he slid a hand inside my bodice to caress my breast. I let myself enjoy the pleasure of his touch for a few moments before pulling back slightly to look in his eyes. Kissing him lightly before sliding out of his lap, I carefully went to my knees in front of him. Unzipping his fly I eased his hard shaft free and my eyes widened appreciatively at his size. "You'll get to muss me up later," I promised, just before sliding my mouth over him. Using my hand to stroke him in rythym with my mouth, I concentrated on pleasing him fully.....
 
Malcolm moaned as her talented mouth went to work. He sat back, and smiled as she did her work. "oh my Olivia, you are very talented in deed." He stroked her shoulder, not wanting to mess up her hairdo as she worked. He was getting closer, and gave her shoulder a light squeeze as a warning before he started blowing his load.
 
Feeling him swell in my mouth, and hearing him say how I pleased him turned me on even more. I sucked him eagerly, enjoying his taste. Feeling his balls tighten and his hand on my shoulder, I easily swallowed his cum as he came in my mouth. Milking him gently with my hands and lips I made sure to get every drop before sliding my mouth off with a wet sound. Easing back into his trousers I made sure he was fully presentable before getting up and sitting back on the seat. Taking a cool sip of champagne I smiled at his pleased expression, doing my best to ignore my aching nipples and eager body. From his kisses I knew that he would be a generous lover later that evening....
 
"Thank you Olivia, that was wonderful, and much appreciated, for I can just imagine what would happen if I would have stepped out with that poking out of the front of my pants." He smiled and kissed her on the cheek before drinking some more of his champagne. At that time, the driver opened the divider letting them know that they were next in line.
 
Pulling out my compact from my purse I quickly repaired my lipstick. As the driver opened the door, Malcolm stepped out and then helped me from the car. I knew we made a stunning couple as the cameras flashed. After working the red carpet we were escorted to his private box, and settled into our seats to watch the show...
 
Malcolm took her hand, and smiled at the Cameras. He waved to the Paparazzi, and chuckled. "I hope you don't mind your picture in the paper along with probably a article linking the two of us romantically in the rags." He leaned in and kissed her softly, and lead her up to the private balcony seats, that were dark and they were alone. Once they were seated, he placed a hand on her knee, and smiled. "No one can see us up here Olivia, I like it that way." He smiled and looked at his program, wondering what she was going to think about that. "Please enjoy the show tonight also."
 
"I'm looking forward to it Malcolm" I reply easily. His hand is warm on my knee, and I am enjoying the feeling. I'm glad I picked a dress with a slit up the side, I think to myself and smile. Following his lead, I begin perusing the program guide. I'm delighted to see such a talented cast, and can hardly wait for the lights to go down. The private box is roomy, especially with just the two of us...
 
It was a great show, and they both laughed and cried. During the intermission, Malcolms hand crept up the inner thigh and brushed against Olivias pussy lightly. He was glad that it was dark and no one could see them, for his erection was back to full blow now, and he had his cock out of his pants and in his hand while playing with the beautiful young thing.
 
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