The Wallflowers surprise, (Closed for SlippedHalo and myself)

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Malcolm MacDonald was, to say the least, a prostitute. He was a man that was paid to make women happy. He was a professional escort, and was built and knew how to dress for the job, any job. He also knew that the job involved sleeping with his clients from time to time, but he was paid well to do this, so he didn't think twice about sleeping with 80+ year old women, or 18 year old virgins who looked like they needed a bag put over their heads. He treated them all with respect and the love that they paid for. He always looked at it as if it was just money. Of course there were times when he was treated to a real beauty, and he enjoyed himself. This was one of those times. He was called into the bosses office and told that there was a young lady who was alone on her birthday, and that her friends had hired him to go entertain her in his own special ways. he smiled at the picture that he was given, and got into his Jaguar, and headed over to the young ladies apartment, dressed in tight jeans, cowboy boots and a tight t-shirt, that showed off his muscles nicely. He wore a pair of aviator sunglasses, and a leather jacket also, when he knocked on her door, with a dozen roses and a bottle of champagne.

Malcolm MacDonald
22
6'
200 pounds
BlackHair
Green Eyes
well endowed and experienced
 
Helena Fitzgerald
Age: 26
Nice petite body under all those frumpy clothes, she is a B cup and has shapely legs. Not that anyone notices.

Description: Light blue eyes with an innocent and somewhat distrusting fear to them, she is often mousy and even seeing her magnifiscent eyes are a rarity because she walks around the office with her shoulders hunched and her head down, hair over her face just enough to hide her expression...if one could get past the lack of confidence in her body language and get her to actually relax enough to look up at you and smile one would see she isn't the ugly, awkward creature she imagines herself to be. With her blue eyes, flawless porcelain skin, plump lips and flame red hair, in another life she could have been a film star. But, as things stand she is one of four secretaries in a large call center/business firm and having had problems with her teeth which required orthodintics from age 12 to 22, coke bottle glasses just recently traded up for contact lenses, and having stuttered well into adolescence (occasionally still, when extremely nervous), Helena is unaware that she has bloomed after all, albiet, quite late. Her coworkers feel somewhat sorry for her and yet their relentness teasing only adds to her low self esteem. They know she lives alone in a small apartment with just two guinea pigs for companionship. They are always trying to get her to go out with them but she always changes her mind last minute and stays home. They worry that at this rate she'll become a hermit. Donna and Jim get an idea to surprise her with an escort for her birthday. Something she can enjoy privately without anyone around to get embarrassed about, something that might make her a little less shy, a guy to at the very least ensure she doesn't spend the rest of her life a virgin, anyways.

Helena is alone on her 26th birthday. She treats herself with chinese food delivery and a small bucket of Ben and Jerry's ice cream. Having rented a couple of movies she decides this is a nice way to spend her birthday and settles in. She had just finished her dinner when there was a ring at her doorbell. She looks at the clock. it's eight pm. Who would be calling on her at this hour? Slowly, she makes her way to the door and opens it a crack, she sees a man so handsome he could have been a model standing there, smiling at her, roses in hand. "C-c-c-can I help y-y-ou?" asks Helena, thinking this guy must be at the wrong address.
 
Malcolm smiled at the beautiful woman in front of him and nodded. "Helena Fitzgerald, I am Malcolm MacDonald, and I am your birthday present from Donna and Jim. May I come in please?" He smiled brightly at her, showing her that he wasn't joking, and that he was being genuine with her. He didn't have to fake it with her, she was a beauty and he thought that he would have fun tonight, along with making it memorable for her.
 
"D-donna and Jim?" then it occurred to Helena what had happened. Thiss was a gag gift. "Oh, ohmygosh! They hired me a prostitute!" she could already feel the blush heating up her face..."I'm sorry, I think you wasted your time. This was just a joke. I-I....I don't n-need a p-p-, p-p-p-, p-p-...I don't need that kind of birthday present, thank you." she replied, her stutter suddenly returning only increased her embarrassment in this whole situation. How could they be so cruel? She thought Jim and Donna were her friends. But, obviously, they were all just laughing at her behind her back.
 
Malcolm looked at her with the same smile. "I'm sorry if you think that, but I am here to make you happy, not to embarrass you. If you would prefer me to leave, I will and not darken your doorstep another time. But if you would permit me to enter, I can make your life a little brighter, if only for one night. Don't worry, everything has been paid for, and if you just want a friend to talk to and be with on your birthday, I can and am willing to be that. We don't have to do anything you don't want to, but no one should be alone on their birthdays." He was giving her a genuine smile, one that he didn't let show that often.
 
Gosh he had a nice smile. This is what Helena had thought as she looked from his smiling face to the roses in his arms,back to his face again. The sky looked dark and ominous like it would pour at any moment. She didn't want to leave this nice man out in the rain so she opened her door further, "Um...ok...I was just about to put in a movie if you would like to watch it with me." she said, letting him inside.
 
Malcolm smiled and nodded. He handed her the roses and followed her inside. "What were you about to see?" He was curious as to what her movie viewing habits were. He had taken off his leather jacket and sunglasses and smiled some more. He had the jacket over one arm, and his glasses in the front of his t-shirt. He looked comfortable in this, or whatever he wore.
 
She felt the blush returning again. What if he would make fun of her movie choices? "I always like to watch 'Beaches' on my birthday and one new movie. I just finished the new one..."she said softly, thinking he'd laugh any time now.
 
malcolm had always had a soft spot for that movie, but he never let anyone know it. "That's a good movie, and to tell you the truth, I have always loved it. So shall we watch it, then see what happens?"
 
Helena raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Um...ok." She first went to get herself some iced tea. "Would you like something to drink?" she asked from the kitchen.

He followed her in there and she let him see what was available and he made his own choice. They returned to the livingroom as if they had been going through this routine forever...it kind of freaked Helena out, yet felt comforting at the same time.

"I'll start the movie now." she announced as she pressed the 'play' button. After a few minutes of side-glances she couldn't resist asking the question nagging on her mind, "How in the world did you end up with this for a career?"
 
"Well, it was either this, the family plumbing business, model or actor, both legitimate and porn. I decided that I wanted to do something away from my family, didn't want to force myself to look like one of those models, can't act worth a hill of beans, just ask my drama teacher from high school, and this pays better money than a porn star, so it was this. Plus I get to meet so many different and interesting people. Sure there are those that I have to get myself more into acting to be with, but then there are those real people that I can make their lives more fulfilling, or fulfill their dreams in some way. Do you know what I mean?" He took a drink from his soda, and watched her for a few seconds while the movie started.
 
"So you...really feel you do some good with this,huh?" shse asked, summizing so from his response. They watched the first half of the movie and it wasn't until Ceci's 'Otto Titsling' number that she noticed how Malcolm seemed to have slid closer to her side of the sofa at some point during the film and had been sitting with his arm almost around her shoulders for quite some time without her even noticing. She felt butterflies in her stomach but didn't ask him to move away either. He was being so sweet. It felt kind of nice. The closest she'd ever been to feeling like she was on a real date and she tried to forget that someone had paid him to spend this evening with her.
 
Malcolm had always tried to make his clients feel comfortable around him, and not like that he was here only because he was being paid for it. He was treating this like a real date, and had comfortably place a arm around Helena's shoulders, and smiled at her. "This is always one of my favorite movies, so I like a chick flic, so what." he grinned and finished off his soda.
 
"I'm sorry...I...I don't know what to say to you. I usually don't have conversations with...men who are as...good looking as you." admitted Helena shyly.
 
Malcolm looked at her with a smile. "I don't know why not, you are equally attractive as I am. If your shy, I can help you with that." He thought that he needed to get her over her shyness, so he did something that he hoped wouldn't scare her. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips, licking her lower lip for entrance.
 
The kiss took Helena by surprise but she secretly relished the feel of hiis soft lips pressed against her own, warm and inviting. But, he then touched his tongue to her lower lip, as if begging entrance and she involuntarily gasped which he must have apparently mistaken for an opening because soon his tongue was in her mouth, coaxing her own with gentle caresses. This was what it felt like to make out? No one had ever kissed her, not like this. She had seen it plenty of times, in movies, in tv, in high school seeing other people sail through the obstacles of romance that she never even had the opportunities to approach. Yet, here she was, french kissing with a totally hot guy...and beginning to slowly hold up her end of it quite competently. It was several minutes before the kiss broke and she looked up at Malcolm, wide eyed, panting. Her heart was racing. She was so desperate for so much more...yet so afraid to try...
 
Malcolm smiled at her. "You are quite a good kisser Helena." He held her in his arms as they sat there watching each other more than the movie. His hand had rested on her leg, just above her knee, and the other one was gently massaging the one shoulder he had it on. "relax, I won't hurt you." He said with a smile, and kissed her on the nose.
 
"Malcolm...I don't think I can do this..." she blushed. "I've never done any of this before." she admitted.
 
Mac had already known this of course, he had been given the whole run down on Helena. He wasn't going to let her know that tho, and he just smiled at her. "Let me teach you, teach you the intricacies of love and the way a man and a woman naturally fit together then Helena." He smiled warmly, caressing her leg, just between her knee and her most private of places.
 
His touch felt so good...warm, enticing...but she was still ashamed to be such an old virgin and even more ashamed that it would be a prostitute who would take her flower. But...it felt so good...she found herself kissing him again and leaning back on the sofa cushions, his weight upon her, before she knew it.
 
"Just relax, and we'll let nature take it's course." he was kissing her again, and his hand slid up her leg even more. He could feel the heat coming from her, and smiled at it. He started kissing down her jaw to her neck and down the front of her neck, while his hand slid up to her center. (OOC: I'm assuming that she's in comfortable clothing for a night alone, maybe a night shirt and panties. It's up to you on what she's wearing, you never said.)
 
OOC: Yes, ok.

IC:As he kissed her she could feel his hand slide up to caress her through her panties eliciting a soft sigh from Helena. Butterflies fluttered in her belly as she realized there was a man touching her intimately but a small part of her felt a kinky sense of excitement in knowing that she barely knew this man and he was intent on fucking her. Helena unconsciously opened her legs wider and he didn't waste much time analyzing her body language. He sensed her surrender.
 
Malcolm smiled to himself, he had this way with women, especially virgins who were shy around most other people. He slid aside her panties a bit, and carressed a spot that only herself probably has caressed. He smiled at how wet she was getting and he took one of her hands, and placed it on his bulge that was beginning to make itself known in his tight jeans. "Go ahead and do what your mind is telling you to do Helena." He put her hand on the zipper, knowing that she would do what would come naturally. He also helped her out of her nightshirt, so he could get a better look at her body, and boy did she have a body. He leaned down and kissed both of her breasts, and then took one of her nipples into his mouth and played with it with his tongue, before going to the other one and giving it equal attention.
 
She sighed as he suckled her nipples and began to fondle her in a way that felt much more intense than when she touched herself there. She bit her lip and slowly unzipped his pants, beyond was an enormous bulge almost bursting at the seams of his underpants...she wanted to know what it looked like. This big hunk of meat that she knew she would let inside her...she wanted to see it before it touched her deep within but she stopped short at stroking his erection through the thin fabric, getting a feel for it's shape...all she could think was, 'This things enormous!'
 
Malcolm was in heaven. She had her hand along his member, and yes it was above normal size, and he was proud of it. He nipped her nipples a bit, before moving down her body with his mouth. He layed her down on the couch, and removed her panties completely, leaving her nude and open to him. He positioned himself, so that she still had access to his member, and decided to have a taste of her sweet pussy. "Go ahead and take it out Helena, or would you like me just to take them off?" He did peal his t-shirt off, showing off his rippling muscles.
 
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