Rachel the Madame!

Rachel's life - Back to the present

You'll remember from the first story that after a few months abstinence from constant fucking whenever I felt the urge, a weirdo masturbating in front of me in the office drove me into the arms or, more accurately, onto the cock of my project manager, John.

So did I wake up the next morning at the start of a wild affair? No, I didn't. I woke up feeling crusty since the production of a healthy set of testicles spilled out of me overnight and coated my lady with white, sticky, goo. That needed to be addressed so I clambered out of bed into the freezing cottage bathroom to have a pee and wash my privates, or many times in my case, publics. I cleaned up and walked through, naked, into the room. John was watching me.

"What a body, good lord Rachel, you're something else."

"Yes about that."

I paused for a second trying to get the words right.

"I enjoyed the sex but I'm sorry, has to be a one time event. I got lost last night and said some daft things."

John smiled, "I know, it's fine, I expected this conversation. I had fun. Once!"

"To non sex matters.

I have to leave the project and get back to the day job. Nothing to do with the last 24 hours, I have a lot going on and can't stay on the project. We are past the critical events for a while, it'll give you time to find a replacement."

John nodded, "Understood, I was surprised you stayed as long as you did. You've been a huge help. I assume you'll be leaving soon?"

"Yes, end of the week, three days. Sorry. Got a hotel to open."

"A hotel, wow, that's a big deal. Congrats and best of luck."

"Thanks John. Now tell me, do you have anything for breakfast, I'm starving?"

All very civilised, a mistake made and accepted. Some very good sex and still pals. Ideal.

The Hotel

We had started an escort agency which had done really well, it was growing all the time. All of the guys and gals were regularly booked but we had been asked several times if we had a location clients could go to for the meetings. The logistics of travel, booking a hotel etc was a bit of a challenge for clients and for the Escorts.

We decided to open a small hotel in central Scotland. We found an old run down building in a convenient location and ripped it apart. We created 16 rooms. All well furnished, air conditioned and private. Clients met with the escort of their choice and added £300 per night for the room. Most would book four hours at between £1,100 and £1,600, depending on the escort, so total cost was pushing 2k, expensive but it was proving very popular. It wasn't open yet but we had a long list of bookings.

The female escorts in particular loved it, they each chose a room they would use and liked the added security of a purpose built hotel. We decided against cameras but each room had panic buttons hidden in three places, if the girls got scared they pressed the button and security would knock on the door. In fairness, it was rarely an issue but it was good to have the option. They weren't visible but we always had two security guards on duty, help was only seconds away.

Our clients were a varied bunch with varied needs. The normal rooms were used for normal sex, sucking, fucking, some role play. Dominatrix or "messy" activities were to be confined to two purpose built rooms in the basement.

Lauren had organised much of the conversion, we were opening today and had three guests booked for tonight. Three regulars had arranged "all night" bookings with three of our popular girls. We didn't yet have a restaurant but there was a large well stocked kitchen for snacks, refreshments and breakfast. The hotel in many ways was like a large Airbnb, where the staff fucked you if you asked.

Elena, Jae and Susie were dressed for the occasion, or rather undressed for the occasion. They were in the lounge in their chosen undies waiting for the clients. Jae was the knockout, very attractive. About 5ft 8 with long auburn hair, green eyes and gorgeous tits. She had a one hundred per cent record, every booking led to a follow up. Once she fucked a man he was lost, she had been proposed to several times. That wasn't an issue as long as the client snapped out if it and realised Jae was working, it wasn't a romance. If it carried on we would refuse further bookings with her. So far two men had been blocked because they fell in love.

Elena and Susie were both attractive. Both blonde, about 5ft 6. Elena was known as the oral queen, every client mentioned her skills. We didn't dictate what the girls had to do, Elena was one of the girls who would let clients she knew well cum in her mouth. Elena would also swallow which was rare.

Susie was slightly older, very attractive, elegant lady known to be quite a "wide" girl so we encouraged men blessed, or cursed, with very large cocks to book her. It worked well because she enjoyed bigger men. As time went by we started to understand the preferences of the clients and Escorts so matching got better and better. Our reviews were exceptional, we seemed to get most things right.

I asked, "So any worries girls, anything we've missed?"

Jae shook her head, "No, looks great Rachel. This is fab, perfect. Rooms are excellent, it looks like any good hotel."

Lauren asked, "There will be things need to be fixed, just scribble a note in the book over there and we will deal with them."

Jae nodded, "Will do. Are you two staying, give the clients an added treat of seeing the sexy owners?"

I laughed, "We are, but hidden away. We're just interested in the logistics, we will leave the action to you three."

Elena smiled, "You should take a client, just once or twice. You're gorgeous and would get a good understanding of how the rooms work."

I nodded, "I've thought about it but for now as long as we get good input from you it'll be fine."

Lauren shook her head, "We would be taking money from you girls. We will stick to running the place."

Elena nodded, "Yep, makes sense. Shame for the men, a chance to fuck you two would be popular, I'm sure they would pay extra."

The girls wandered off and soon after the clients arrived and were led to the rooms. They were staying the night so there was no rush but as I wandered along the upstairs corridor I heard loud fucking noises coming from the two upstairs rooms. I wandered downstairs, Jae was using one of the smaller rooms. Her client hadn't even got to the stage of shutting the door. He was standing with Jae at his feet sucking his cock. She was well into it, I didn't mean to stare but as I watched her client lost control and came in her mouth. He held the back of her head and groaned as he pumped his seed into her mouth. Jae took it all easily, she swallowed it all down then licked the last drops off her clients cock.

Jae stood up, "That was a nice load hon, let's get undressed and climb into bed ready for round two. My pussy is needy."

I crept away quietly confident our girls were safe, secure and having fun.

I found Lauren in the office.

"Rachel we are over booked again. We either need more girls or need to refuse new clients for a while."

"I think we should ask first a membership fee from clients. Ask them to pay an annual fee for the right to make bookings. How many bookings they make is up to them?"

"Yes, makes sense but wouldn't solve the problem. The clients would pay and we would still be short of female Escorts."

"You sound worried?"

"I am, a bit. Middle of next week we have no way of meeting the bookings. We are short of ladies."

"How many short?"

"Three or four. It's bad."

"Could the girls double up?"

"Already done. Jae has agreed three bookings in one day. She will be well used, poor thing."

"Not ideal but there's not much we can do other than hope the bookings change. Short of that do you want to slip on the sexy undies and handle a client booking?"

"Nope."

"Exactly. Let's just see how things pan out. I agree though, we need to do some hiring.

Owner escorts

As the day drew closer the over booking eased and we only needed Jae to deal with two.

We still had one unfilled booking but it was a problem. One of our best clients who spent more than most, he was valuable.

"Lauren, I'll take the booking, we can't let him down, we took his booking, we can't call hours before and cancel."

"Rachel, that's too far. You run the place."

"It's a one off, it won't kill me. He specifies being tied up and dominated, what I do is my choice. He's been vetted, I have to do this. I want the business reputation to be

Maintained."

"If you are sure. I'll ask the girls to brief you."

The girls talked us through the various preferences of the client I was booked to meet. My client liked to be tied up, teased and tortured then preferred to get a bag on and cum in a pussy. That wouldn't happen but it was up to me to ensure he didn't miss the experience and complain.

My client arrived an hour later. He was in his 50s, medium build, dark greying hair and a mischievous glint in his eye. I chatted to him for ten minutes, he was fun to talk to, then showed him to the room. I asked him to make himself comfortable while I got ready.

I chose black underwear, as small as bra as I could manage and crotchless panties. I put a small mask and leather gloves on. I looked like sex in the form of a woman. I was getting turned on by the thought of what I was about to do, it would help me perform, I suppose."

My client looked shocked, he muttered, "Oh my, what an incredible body. Thank you for seeing me."

"My pleasure, thank you for the compliment."

I oiled my hands and massaged him from shoulders slowly down to his hips, avoiding his bulging underwear. I carried on down his legs, his feet then up the inside of his legs.

"Please touch me, please?"

"All in good time, let's not rush."

I slipped my fingers over his boxers and pulled them over his pulsing erection then down his legs and off. I slid the restraints round his ankles and tightened them then lay on him and slid up his body making sure my pussy rested on his face as I attached the restraints to his wrists. By the time I tightened them he had located my opening with his tongue and was lapping nicely. I sat up resting my pussy gently on his mouth, he continued to lick me expertly, it was lovely but he had paid for his pleasure, not mine.

I forced myself to move away and stood beside the bed. I poured some oil on his cock and rubbed it over his cock and balls. He was so hard his heartbeat made his cock bob up and down. I needed to be careful or this would end quickly. I held his cock up and slid my right hand down the length pulling his foreskin tight. I stroked the sensitive underside with my finger. He started whimpering and gasping, I took that as a cue to slow down.

I moved onto the bed and kneeled over his face. My legs were long enough that my pussy was a few inches above his face. I thought for a second then moved to the side and slid my panties off then kneeled over him again. He was staring straight at, straight into, my pussy. I slid two fingers of my left hand into my cunt and used my right hand to tease my clit. I quickly got into a rhythm, my fingers slurped in and out of me as my right hand became a blur over my pussy. I gasped as I masturbated over my fascinated client. I kept going until I felt my orgasm approaching then took my fingers out and soaked his face with my juices as I orgasmed.

It felt incredible to perform for a stranger, I was really enjoying it. I felt so sexy, so turned on.

I pushed my soaked fingers into his mouth, he licked them clean.

"Your pussy, please, can I lick your pussy?"

I smiled and slid lower, he licked on and around my soaked pussy. I had already gone further than I planned, I should have been more careful, I was losing control.

I turned round 180 degrees and positioned my pussy at his mouth then lowered myself onto him holding him in my right hand as I slid my mouth over the tip of his cock. He groaned and gasped as I bobbed my head on him. I had gone too far, I shouldn't be sucking him but my sex drive was taking control.

"I didn't expect oral without, oh wow, this is incredible."

I slid my mouth off his cock and said, "Special treat, one night only."

I plunged back down onto him and increased the pace. I held his cock in my hand and slid it up and down in time as my mouth plunged on and off his rock hard cock.

"Oh, oh lord, I'm going to cum, I can't hold back."

His penis grew slightly in my mouth and his spunk spurted out. I was an old hand, no panic, just time the swallowing to match the rhythm of his orgasm. Easy. Spurt spurt, gulp, gulp. All gone, no mess. Softening cock, and a half dead man.

"I have never experienced anything like that. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. You are astonishing."

"I don't normally do that, just got carried away. Can we just keep it between us? It's not strictly allowed."

"Of course."

I glanced at the clock, "We have about forty minutes left."

"Could you release my hands from the restraints?"

"Just a second."

I leaned over and released his hands from the restraints. He gently cupped my tits then kissed both nipples. I watched him as he fondled my breasts. He pulled himself up further, looked at my eyes then gently leaned forward and kissed me, gently. I thought it would be a gentle peck but he licked over my lips delicately and tugged at my bottom lip. I instinctively opened my mouth and slid my tongue over his lips and into his mouth gently touching the tip of his tongue. As he kissed me his hands were tracing circles around my nipples.

I leaned back and unclipped the foot restraints. Now free he gently rolled me over, still kissing my mouth tenderly then down my neck onto my tits and my hard nipples. I let my hand drift down, his cock was hard, really hard.

"Do you want to fuck?"

"Yes. If that's OK. I can't let this moment pass without taking as much as you will give me?"

I lay on my back and lifted my legs up and out to let him position himself. He adjusted his legs then kneeled between my legs, held his cock in his hand and drove it in. I wrapped my arms behind my knees pulling my legs up giving him easy access to me. He quickly settled into a rhythm and fucked with long, deep strokes. It was good, experienced, sex.

That I shouldn't be having.

He fucked me for what seemed like forever, I orgasmed twice then asked

"Will you cum again?"

"I'm trying, please let me carry on just a bit longer."

My client started fucking me hard, he was covered in sweat as he drove his cock in time and again. My pussy was getting dry but before I called a halt he grabbed me in a tight hug and gasped in my ear as I felt his penis spasming inside me. I didn't feel a rush of sperm, I assume he didn't produce much but he managed to cum.

We lay wrapped together, completely spent.

I shook my head, "I really need to get out of here. I've broken almost every rule there is to break."

"I'll pay for the extra time. It was good of you to let me cum in you. I feel so lucky to have been able to book you. You are incredible, best sex of my life, by a distance."

"That's nice, thanks so much.

I'm also in big trouble. Wish me luck."

I left an exhausted, happy, client to get cleaned up and dressed and took the walk of shame. Lauren was in the managers office, I hadn't cleaned up so wandered in with a robe on looking like a well used Escort. Lauren stood up and hugged me then pulled open the robe, she sniggered and pulled it shut again.

Lauren shook her head, "OK, lesson learned. You never take clients you are too horny.

My guess, you swallowed and fucked him bareback. So, in other words, all of the things an escort shouldn't do."

I looked crestfallen, "He's paying for the extra time. Do the girls know?"

"No, not all of it. They figured it wasn't a standard booking but they think you're respectable, not a cock hungry sex maniac. Only your friends know that. Oh, and the legion of men you've fucked."

"Sorry Lauren. Will you still be my friend."

"I'm not your friend, I'm your sister from another mother. I can't stop being your friend, it's impossible. I'm stuck with you."

I hugged her.

"Go and have a shower, you smell of sweat and sperm. A lot of sperm, on, and in, many different areas of your body."

"Charming."

By the time I had made myself human again Lauren had shown the client out, taken the extra payment and sworn him to secrecy.

"At least he doesn't know who I am!"

Lauren laughed, "You really think he won't be able to find you?

You are a tad distinctive Rachel. Tall, gorgeous with the worlds best tits. Have you forgotten the images on the gallery sites, some with those memorable tits out. It's not rocket science.

We will just cross bridges when the get to them. He had a wonderful time, he's in love, I'm not too worried. If anything he will find you and pester you to fuck him again."

"I could just see him every time he books. The sex was really good?"

"NO! You run the place and you are married. Just keep your pants on and be a businesswoman."

"OK but that was a lot of fun. I hope to hell Ryan never finds out about it."

"Oh, he won't. That's not a problem, but you need to be careful. You've been a changed woman since you got married but the needy cunt is troubling you again, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes it is. I'm really struggling just now. I love Ryan but I just need sex. I can't expect you to understand, it's hellish. When that guy rolled me onto my back and groped my tits I would have paid him to fuck me. I didn't even find him attractive but he had a hard cock, done deal."

Lauren hugged me and stroked my hair, "You'll be OK. You've got a gang of bodyguards to stand between you and rigid penises most of the time."

I smiled, "You are right though, the life of an Escort isn't good for me. I don't have the required restraint."

"Good news is the Hotel is a smash hit. Clients are delighted and we've been contacted by girls wanting to join us. It might end up being too small."

I nodded, "The architects have already done plans for an extension. I think we should submit a planning application immediately, we don't have to go ahead."

"Yep, makes sense.

Different but related subject. Can you help interview the Escort applicants next week. We've got 11 face to face and six teams calls to deal with. Emma will do the teams interviews but I could use some help with F2F."

"Can't on Monday but otherwise OK."

"I've split them, only one on Monday, I'll move that. I had four on a Tuesday, three on Wednesday and three on Thursday but we will have to fit in another interview one day."

I asked, "Are they all here?"

"No, I've arranged them all at the city gallery. Didn't want too match attention on this place. Not yet. Locals might not like a posh brothel in the area?"

I nodded, "At least there aren't many locals, we're in the middle of nowhere."

"Right, leave it with me. See you back in town later. Don't fuck any guys on the way back."

As I left the hotel I reflected. I had been silly, shouldn't have taken a booking as an Escort but it was useful to understand the work the girls do. My sex drive got in the way but I learned a lot. The added advantage being some fabulous sex.

Aside from that the art business was doing really well. We had four full time artists and a large group of models some of whom doubled up as Escorts. The Escorts business has been a huge success and was going to grow quickly. Security needs were growing, the less legit companies weren't happy and had started threatening us. Worrying but being handled.

As I climbed into my expensive car to drive my expensively dressed self back to my beautiful flat I reflected that life was going well. Material wealth was good but, more importantly, I was happy. I loved what we were doing and had a fantastic group of friends who also shared the success as business partners. In the first year we had made sales of nearly £3m. Despite all the initial investment we made more than £1m profit. We took dividends of £120k each and ploughed most of the money back in expanding the borders gallery and giving sensible bonuses to the senior folks.

The Escort business was blowing through the financial targets, it was time consuming but would be huge money earner until copycat agencies arrived. We needed to stay ahead of the game, keep quality of service very high and vet escorts and clients carefully.

Our male escorts weren't getting quality bookings, they were bogged down in hen weekends and parties. Much of the time they were glorified strippers although every event seemed to result in the woman of the moment being fucked by at least one of our guys. One girl, after being spit roasted in front of her friends, insisted the guys stay longer and swap ends for round two. We supply blue pills after the required health checks but orgasming twice in short succession isn't easy. The guys, arguably, have the tougher job.

We needed to find a way to raise the game for the guys. The gay or bisexual guys got good bookings but bookings from women for men were terrible. They were most guilty of treating Escorts like objects.

I loved work and business, I was fast becoming a different animal. An alpha female with my genius friend riding shotgun. I loved life, this was what I was born to do.

Security

I dropped in past the head office of Stans security company to try to catch Lawrence or Trevor. Lawrence wandered out to the car lark when he saw me arrive.

"Rachel, good to see you. Why the honour?"

"I'm worried that the Escort Hotel is attracting attention from the less well mannered competition."

"Yes I tend to agree, we've been talking about it. If you are OK with it Trev suggested going to the hotel to do another walk through with thoughts of aggressive competitors trying to do damage. Bit of a different focus from the initial review?"

"Yes please. I'm jumping to solutions but I think security needs to be more visible."

As Lawrence nodded Trevor jogged into the car park soaked in sweat from his run. He was absolutely ripped nowadays, one of the fittest looking men I've ever seen. He had hardly any fat since he became obsessed with calisthenics, he was a very powerful looking individual.

I waved, "Trevor, you get more ripped every time I see you."

"Rachel, what a pleasant surprise, I would hug you but it wouldn't be polite, I'm soaking."

"Yes, have a shower then I'll hug you."

He jogged into the building.

I looked after him, "Hope he doesn't get too obsessed."

Lawrence nodded, "Yep, we've noticed it's going a bit too far. The plan is too keep him busy and hint that he's fit enough, continually."

Once Trevor had showered he joined us, I dished out the promised hug and we talked about security. Trevor and one of the IT gurus would spend two days at the Hotel doing a top to toe review and send a report next week.

Trevor agreed to assign a resident security lead. He would take his time and make sure it was someone who could be surrounded by beautiful, naked, people without going totally ga ga! A challenging posting!

Home alone

I said goodbye to the guys and drove back to the flat. I let myself in and wandered around shedding garments. Ryan wasn't back that night so I was home alone. I wandered to the bedroom in bra and pants reading emails.

I glanced in the mirror, hmmmmmm.

Still looking good Rachel, tall, fit, huge tits. I reached behind and unclipped the bra and slid it off. I pirouetted, stopping suddenly. My breasts swung then settled back down looking perfect, my nipples standing out nicely. I smiled then slipped my panties down and off. I stood facing the mirror shuffling my feet apart slightly leaning on one leg then the other. I could glimpse the outline of my pussy, glistening slightly.

I realised I was lucky, I was very attractive to men and women. I recognised my gift, but hoped I didn't give off arrogant vibes. I enjoyed using my body to give pleasure to others, I didn't perceive anything wrong with letting people see me nude, perhaps touch me. I had done nude modelling recently, as the sessions got heated a couple of the models, male and female touched me sexually. One of the young men slipped his hand between my legs and stroked me, transferring my wetness onto his hand. I moved away but didn't really mind, I tutted half heartedly but smiled at him.

It was my body, if I was happy with others enjoying it then it's my my business, my choice. In a situation like that, where we modelled naked together in suggestive poses, I honestly didn't object to being touched even if it was blatantly sexual touching.

I strolled into the en-suite bathroom and climbed into the shower. I let the warm water wash over me, over my breasts and down between my legs washing over the woman that had so pleasured a stranger earlier. I sniggered as I remembered him fucking me, the sucking, the licking. Would I ever be a conventional person?

I slid my hand between my legs and held my breast in my left hand. I rubbed slowly back and forward, as the tingling started to build I reached my left hand out and leant against the shower and gasped as my fingers slid into my pussy. It was a bit unnecessary to masturbate after the day I had but, to late, no stopping it now. I got into a rhythm with my fingers and the palm of my hand, I groaned as the slurping, unladylike, noises got louder.

I slapped my hand against the shower wall and lifted my right knee to open me up as I finger fucked my pussy and rubbed my clit. I leant back against the far wall as my left hand joined the party. I fingered myself with my right hand and rubbed my clit with my left. It felt fantastic, my fingers were a blur as I felt my release approaching.

I gasped and shouted, "Oh fuck, oh fuck."

I felt the tingling well up and cried out as I orgasmed over my hands. I kept going with less intensity as three "aftershocks" hit me. I slid to the shower floor with my fingers still inside me.

As I sat recovering I giggled, "Is there such a thing as enough sex, woman?"

The answer seemed to be......."No!"

Making plans for Trevor

As soon as Lauren got back I wandered upstairs and tapped on the internal door.

"It's open."

I opened the door and strolled into the flat. I was wearing shorts and a thin revealing top. Much more than my beautiful friend as I discovered.

Lauren was sitting on the floor with Esme in her arms. She was naked, sitting cross legged with little Esme in her arms suckling from her breast. It was a beautiful sight, I felt quite emotional.

"Can I take a photograph of you two like that please?"

"Sure if you like, but it's a bit rude. It's a bit of a Mum nursing and wide open, gaping, pussy shot isn't it?"

"Sort of but it's gorgeous, just gorgeous."

I took several pictures from different angles. Lauren was right, her legs were wide open, so didn't hide much, but the beauty was in her baby daughter feeding from her breast in that revealing pose. The contradiction. I wanted Lisa to paint the scene for me, I just loved it.

"So friend of mine, did you just pop up for a flash of my snatch?"

"No, that's a bonus. I have an obsession with convincing Trevor to pose for Lisa. He looks amazing, his body is like a sculpture just now. So powerful."

"I'm sure you can convince him. He would do anything for you."

"Would you pose with him?"

"Me, why?"

"Despite being a lazy sod you have the best body of any woman I know. It's perfect."

"Not now I'm not Rachel, that's best pal talk. I'm a bit chubby, post baby."

She lifted a sleeping Esme and carried her through to her room. As she walked back I looked at her. Those long elegant legs, flat muscled tummy, gorgeous breasts, wide shoulders, elegant neck. That beautiful face and those mesmerising eyes.

"You are so beautiful Lauren, just perfect."

I sat on the floor as she walked over. She stood next to me and stroked my hair. I wrapped my arm round her leg and hugged it into me.

She stroked my face, "If you want me to pose of course I'll pose for you. I can't say no to you."

I looked up. Her breasts were jutting perfectly from her body, her radiant smile illuminating her face.

I laughed, "Lord you're good looking, woman."

"I've already said I'll do the modelling session, stop crawling."

"I'm really thrilled, I think you'll look fantastic with Trevor. I have some ideas."

Lauren glanced at me, "It doesn't involve his cock deep inside me does it? I'm not up for that just now."

"No, that's not the focus. This set is about physical perfection. The Amazon and the Spartan, sort of concept."

Lauren looked down at her body, "Shit, I had better hit the gym."

The security Spartan

I popped to the Hotel after the Tuesday interviews the following week. We had already hired four new girls, the candidates were excellent. We had become well known and were the agency of choice. One Welsh girl in particular was a star, utterly gorgeous but totally filthy. She had made hard core porn so the resume was easy to validate. It was quite strange sitting in an interview as the candidate highlighted videos of her being spit roasted by two massive cocks then being filled at both ends. She even gave additional details, the cum tasted "yucky" apparently.

Wow! The world I now lived in!

One of several great additions I was sure.

I let myself into the lobby using my pass. Trevor was in the kitchen making notes.

"Hey Trev."

"Rachel."

He leapt to his feet and strangled me in a hug.

He smiled, "Great to see you again. You look wonderful, obviously."

I laughed, "Bloody hell, you almost kill me with those hugs man."

"Oh sorry."

"It's fine, I'm used to them. How's the review?"

He shook his head slightly, "Honestly, it's not great. We've got a lot to do. We designed this place assuming it would be invisible and anonymous. We have to tighten things up, quickly. I won't worry you but I'm going to post two full time guys here in the interim to make sure it's secure."

"Right, thanks."

"We also need to take some trees down at the back, we need a clearer sweep for the cameras."

"You know best but try to maintain a visual barrier around the place if you can. It's nice to be hidden from view given what goes on in here."

"Understood."

I smiled, "Trev, I have a favour to ask."

"Rachel, you don't ask me for favours, you ask and I do what you want. You know this to be true, I'll never refuse you. I can't."

"Idiot. Well, this is a bit different. I want you to pose for the artists. I think you would look great in paintings. The work you've done, you look so fit and strong."

"It's not really me Rachel. I like hiding in the shadows."

"Yes, I understand. I think we should change the facial appearance. You need to be careful considering the work you do. It's your body I want Trev."

"Well that's a phrase I didn't think I would ever hear."

"The added bonus is, I've asked Lauren to pose with you. You get to spend time in a studio close to her with just her undies on."

He laughed, "That's one hell of a sales pitch. Of course I'll do it."

"Thanks Trevor, much appreciated."

"I would have done it anyway, without the Lauren in undies bonus. You know that. I love you, I owe you this life."

I reached out and put my hand on his face, "Not any more hon, not now. You've earned this Trevor, this is all you. Don't spend your life in debt."

"It isn't, it never will be. Let me feel how I feel. I don't care about being in debt to you. I adore you, it's a gift to know you."

I grabbed him in my arms, I just intended to hug him but as I pulled him toward me I instinctively kissed him. My lips crushed into his, he opened his mouth and my tongue slid in touching his tongue. I gasped as he wrapped his arms round me then held the back of my head as he passionately kissed me. It was ferocious, desperate. Incredibly passionate.

As we pulled apart I said, "Wow, that was nice!

Trevor, will you please forgive yourself for what you did? You've been punished by the law, you were given a chance to change and took it. Let yourself move on, lose the guilt, for me!"

"I'll try, I promise. It's just tough to reconcile that version of me with one you are prepared to kiss so wonderfully. I struggle to deal with who I was."

"I didn't plan to kiss you but I trust you enough that I enjoyed it. I love you Trev. I trust you completely, now trust yourself. For me."

"OK, will do Rachel. Thanks for saying that. Oh and thanks for the snog. Wow."

I grabbed him again and kissed him a bit more sensibly. "Good boy. No more guilt."

"Stop that or I'll need to go to the toilet."

"Back to the security issue. What do we know about the threats, how serious are they, who are they from?"

"Well that's the confusing thing. The main ones are from Istvan Reti's group. They run street girls mainly from Eastern Europe, Thailand and Brazil. They do short bookings for roughly £150 an hour. They don't really compete with us, it's a different market. It doesn't make sense that they would be so aggressive."

I nodded, "I've met Istvan a few times, he seems sensible. I should meet him, here, explain what we are doing?"

"Woah, slow down. This is a Hungarian gangster we are talking about Rachel. He's not entirely harmless."

"He's not entirely stupid either. He knows we have your organisation involved. I just have a feeling this thing is either exaggerated or unnecessary. It can't hurt to meet him."

"Let me talk to Lawrence about it. If he says OK we will arrange it. Not sure here is the best venue. Fox is too near the chickens."

"OK but make sure Lawrence knows I want the meeting to happen, please?"

"How can someone so kind be so tough at the same time?"

We chatted about the remaining issues as the girls started to arrive. They were spooked, but happy, the security was being reviewed. They all seemed to be enjoying working in the hotel, we just needed to make sure it was completely safe.

Jemima, or Jem, was one of the characters of the team. As she got ready for work, effectively stripping, in the kitchen area she asked.

"So Rachel, say I found Trev attractive and wanted to lure him to one of the rooms to fuck his brains out, is that against company policy?"

"No, it's fine as long as you don't present a client with a messy body or mess up the room. It's also important to keep work and fun separate, fun can't interfere with work."

Jem nodded, "Trevor, how about it? You want to fuck a professional, for free?"

"Yes, very much, if Rachel says it's OK, but can't just now Jem. Things to do other than you. When are you here later this week?"

"Wednesday to Friday. Not working the weekend. I've only got one client on Thursday evening, I'll add a booking all afternoon on Thursday and come in early if it's OK with Rachel. You can just head down here and take some time off for some time in me."

I said, "It's good that you have real sex between clients. Gets you in the mood properly."

Trevor smiled, "I'll be sure to shower and clean the bloke, thanks Jem, lucky me."

"Fantastic, can't wait. I'm all squirmy. Next client is in for a treat.

But be warned, you are going to cum hard and often on Thursday. I know what I'm doing, be ready for some demanding fun!"

I laughed, "Is that a threat or a promise Jem?"

The Amazon

Lauren wasn't kidding. She hit the gym constantly for weeks. She was one of those people who responded very quickly to training. After six weeks with a personal trainer she was ripped. Her abs were defined, her arms and legs had definition I had never seen on her. She looked incredible.

I was sitting in the flat with Karen and Emma the week before the session with Trevor.

"So have you two seen the new look Lauren?"

Emma looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"I've asked her to pose with Trevor so she decided she needed to be more toned. Boy is she toned."

Karen shouted, "Lauren, get down here with just undies on."

Distant voice, "Fuck off, perv."

I laughed, "Please Lauren, just to show off your new bod."

Distant voice, "Bloody hell."

She strolled down the stairs with Esme in her arms. She plopped Esme onto Emma's lap and started to unbutton her top. She shrugged it off then peeled the joggers off. She had a white bra and green panties on. She never wore anything but very classy, sexy, underwear so always looked glorious.

She stood back with her arms outstretched. Her body was immaculate, long legs were toned, arms were muscled but not freakishly. Abs were clearly defined. She had judged the gym work well, she looked perfect for the shoot. Lauren did a slow twirl, her leg muscles rippled and her taught ass cheeks tensed and relaxed as she moved round.

Karen blew her cheeks out, "Wow, you look absolutely amazing Lauren. You should do a lot of modelling, capture this moment forever."

Lauren nodded, "Yep way ahead of you. I've got the session with Trevor and three other sessions next week. I don't want to keep this level of intensity up. It dominates your life too much. Two gym sessions a day, can't eat what you want, drink what you want. It's too much of a change for me, especially with a baby to look after.

It's interesting to do once but not for me, not full time."

I nodded, "You look astonishing Lauren. Physical perfection. You've judged it well, it's not over the top. You still look feminine, beautiful and sexy. Your tits are still gorgeous and your ass is phenomenal. Lucky bitch."

Lauren fanned her face with her hand, "You lot have got me all hot and bothered. Stop with the compliments, please?"

Lauren jogged back upstairs to get re-dressed. Esme immediately got very grumpy and started rooting at Emma. Almost by habit Emma pulled her top half off and unclipped her bra, Esme latched on hungrily and slurped loudly.

As Lauren reappeared she spotted Emma feeding Esme, "Oh thanks Emma, will you be OK when Cali wakes and needs fed?"

"Not sure, this one's a greedy little toad. If I need help I'll shout. Might need to borrow one of your lovely tits."

"Of course, I'm not going out. Happy to be a human milk bottle for the wee darling."

The girls had shared feeding duties since the kids were born. Mums milk works on other babies, doesn't harm the kids. Many societies group feed babies, it's just in the west we get all weird about it. Some medical people argue it's beneficial, exposes the babies to variety and makes them stronger. Esme and Cali didn't care which breast they latched onto after all. As long as they got a drink it didn't matter to them.

Karen wandered back to sit beside me, she bent over and kissed me on the lips. I prepared for a friendly kiss but what I got was a passionate lovers kiss. It went on for a while, she licked my lips and touched the tip of my tongue as she expertly French kissed me.

As she pulled away I said, "Wow, thanks. What was that for?"

"Just being you, being lovely, sexy and ours. Oh and having lots of business sense and making us all rich.

There's that as well."

The rest of the weekend was fairly normal but we all wanted to attend the session with Lauren and Trevor on Monday so Emma stayed around. Ryan was away, again, so she was able to stay with me in my flat, in my bed. Heaven!

The perfect people session

Poor Trevor looked surprised when he arrived. All four of us milling around and Lisa preparing the set. We all knew Trevor from his work with the various companies. He was easy to get along with but quite shy, this wouldn't be easy for him.

Lisa smiled, "Hi Trevor, sorry about the crowd. Just ignore them and focus on me through the shoot. It's the first time so just relax, do what comes naturally. We will do some poses with you then Lauren will join you. Do you need to prepare?"

"Yep, maybe five minutes, do some stretches and simple calisthenics work to get into condition."

He stripped off his shirt and trousers and stretched in a pair of thin shorts. His body was sculpted, lean and very powerful. He finished by doing a handstand then lifting his body weight straight up a few times, incredible control and strength. By the time he finished his muscles popped and he had a light sheen of sweat on his face and body. He looked amazing.

Lisa asked, "Trevor would you mind stripping to your underwear, I want to sketch the definition of your body."

He looked a slightly embarrassed as he pulled off his shorts. His Lycra briefs clung to him in all the necessary places. We tried not to stare but probably did, I suspect there were some moist undies in the room.

Lisa suggested various poses and eventually Trevor relaxed and "flowed" into the poses more.

Lisa asked, "That's great, Lauren do you want to join Trevor?"

Lauren pulled off her robe revealing her staggering body. She had dark blue underwear on that only just covered her. She walked slowly across the room to the set, she looked astonishing. Physical perfection.

Trevor smiled, "You look fabulous Lauren."

She smiled, "Not bad yourself hon."

They started off posing together, giving Lisa a chance to capture the sculpted bodies together. Lisa asked them to just do what felt right and Lauren reached out and rubbed her hands over Trevor's chest. She was about the same height so rested her head on his shoulder as she stroked his chest. Lisa loved it and sketched the pose.

Trevor started to squirm slightly.

Lauren stroked his face, "It's OK if you get hard Trevor, it usually happens. We are all used to it. I won't run away screaming."

It was as if permission had been granted, his cock tented his underwear as Lauren wrapped herself round him in various poses for Lisa. It looked a bit odd and uncomfortable so Lauren reached into his underwear and pulled him to the side so he looked more natural. His erection was now lying to the right side so Lisa could capture the length and width of his penis.

Trevor's body was extraordinary but the impact as the equally sensational Lauren posed beside him was off the scale. As the session progressed Lauren moved things on. She reached down and held Trevor's cock over his underwear.

As the session was winding down Lauren stood slightly behind Trevor and reached forward into his underwear. The outline of both her hands cupping his testicles and holding his erection was just off the scale sexy. It was a fantastic pose, how Trevor stayed disciplined is anyone's guess.

Lisa gave a thumbs up, "Fabulous, got some great stuff. Incredible work both of you."

Lauren reached behind and unclipped her bra and threw it to the side. She slid her fingers into her panties and pulled them off.

She stood naked beside Trevor, "Is it OK if I take these off?"

Trevor nodded, Lauren hooked her fingers into his pants and pulled them down and off. His erection stood out proudly but Lauren resisted the temptation to suck him while she was kneeling.

They struck several poses naked, Trevor didn't go soft for a second. The woman next to him simply wouldn't permit that.

After a few poses Lauren smiled, "Trevor, could you hold my breast?"

As he cradled her breast Lauren reach out and wrapped her hand round Trevor's cock. As Lisa sketched she gently stroked the length with her fingers. Trevor slid his hand from Lauren's breast and gently touched her mound. Lauren kept gently stroking his cock focusing on the underside as Trevor reached under her onto her, no doubt wet, vagina.

She gasped, "Sorry Trevor, that's as much as I want to do but I understand how you feel, I won't leave you like this."

He pulled his hand back but Lauren wrapped her hand more firmly round him and started stroking his cock. Trevor gasped and moved his legs slightly apart as Lauren masturbated him slowly. She rested her left hand on his shoulder and moved his foreskin with her right. Lisa sketched furiously in the background aware that this wouldn't last long.

Lauren kept the pace slow, the agony was written all over Trevor's face but he didn't try to touch Lauren, he just stood with his legs a shoulder width apart as she stroked his cock. She dropped her left hand down, kneeled beside him and stroked the underside of his testicles with her fingers very softly. As Trevor became more and more agitated she blew softly on his cock and balls while maintaining the same measured pace. Lauren held Trevor's balls in her hand as she wanked him.

"Your balls are hard, not long now. It'll be over soon hon."

Trevor reached over his head and dragged his fingers through his hair as his desperation became obvious. Lauren relented and started to pump his cock faster. Trevor groaned loudly as his orgasm finally approached. He turned slightly away from Lauren and cried out as his sperm spurted from him, hitting the floor a few feet away. As is usual the second and third blasts went further and the remaining spurts walked toward him. The final dribble trickled over Lauren's fingers and onto the ground. Trevor's knees buckled and he kneeled on the ground beside Lauren. His head dropped forward.

"Oh Lauren, that was incredible. Painful but incredible."

"Sorry I couldn't go any further, I think it's being a Mum, makes me prudish."

Trevor reached out his hand and stroked her face. "You're perfect, you all are."

Lauren and Trevor got dressed and we gathered round Lisa.

She shook her head, "I have a feeling this series will break records. They are sensational together."

I nodded, "You never know but all of the work with Lauren nude or nearly nude sells well but this will appeal to a wider audience. Perfect man and perfect woman. I think it'll be huge."

Huge was the wrong word. The original paintings and prints sold more than all of the other work in the studio combined the first month they were on sale and just kept selling. The original of Lauren holding Trevor's erect cock with her head on his shoulder sold instantly and more than 1000 prints flew out the door. Lauren may be the intellectual driving force of the business but she's also the model most in demand. Nothing sells like her stuff. She captivates everyone, men and women.

To add to the excitement Lisa was working on the output of the solo sessions Lauren had done later that week on her own. Lisa was equally excited about them.

Her comment was, "Lauren held nothing back, she's never been so aggressive in the studio. It was as if that incredible body possessed her. Some of the stuff might be borderline."

Quite what that meant, who knows. The pictures would tell the story.

Despite our pleading Lauren refused to stick to the gym routine and was less toned in about four weeks, back to normal perfection instead of muscular perfection. In truth she looked less intimidating, more like my friend and less like the supermodel at those sessions.

This was my world, I loved it and felt like the luckiest person alive. Only thing missing was my husband, I needed him home more. I missed him.

Earth to Ryan

I called him from the flat. He picked up after three rings.

"Hi Rach, how's things?"

"Fine but I'm lonely, my husband has deserted me."

"Sorry, this jobs crap, nothing's going right so I can't get away. I promise I'll be with you this weekend."

"That would be great but don't let me bully you. I can survive, I'm surrounded by gals. They've all been here recently. Lots going on with the Hotel opening and a couple of modelling sessions."

"Glad the hotels going well. What's with the modelling, have you been posing?"

"No, just Trevor and Lauren. They both hit the gym and did this body perfection thing, it was fantastic, wait till you see the shots."

"Lauren went to a gym?"

"She did, hang fire, I'll send you a picture of her new look."

I selected a pic of Lauren in her blue underwear.

"Now look and delete, don't spread it round."

"Wow, bloody hell. Lordy. Can I keep it till I've had a wank?"

"Horny bastard. OK, but then delete it."

"Will do. She looks incredible doesn't she? She isn't ever ugly but she looks fantastic like that."

"She does, get back this weekend and see the real thing. Oh, and your wife."

"You're always number one, you know that."

"Hmmm. Sure, but it won't be my picture on your phone when your hand is a blur later, I'm guessing?"

"Don't make me feel bad. I love you and I'm missing you."

"Hold on."

I pulled my leggings and panties down, spread my legs and took a close up shot of my vagina. It was shiny and slightly open. I sent it to Ryan.

"Fuck, oh fuck. Rachel that's evil."

I heard rustling.

"Ryan are you still there?"

"Yes, just need to cum. Keep talking while I do this, it won't take long."

I heard slapping noises and Ryan breathing heavier.

"Are you wanking for me sweetheart?"

"Yes, oh yes. Oh fuck, I'm getting close already."

"Stroke that nice big cock. I can't wait to get my mouth on it this weekend. I'm going to suck you off the second you arrive."

"Oh, oh Rachel I'm going to cum, oh........ aaaaahhhhhh!"

"Don't clean up, take a picture and show me, please."

A few seconds later I got a picture of Ryan's erect cock and his chest covered in spunk. It had spurted up to his shoulder, I counted five streams, most was pooling on his belly.

"That's gorgeous, just gorgeous. Thanks darling."

"I better go now, get cleaned up before I get caught."

"Love you. Enjoy the follow up wank with the picture of the perfect blonde. Then delete it."

"Love you too. See you soon."

Love that man. I'll tell him about meeting a Hungarian gangster who's threatening me and the business at the weekend. Probably. Maybe!

Istvan

Lawrence insisted the meeting take place in the city gallery. Neutral, unthreatening and his team could be hidden among the browsing clients. Istvan agreed to meet at 2pm the following Tuesday. An odd touch was, he sent a card thanking me for the invite. The whole vibe just seemed contradictory.

I'll jump forward to the meeting because you will be interested.

I wasn't sure what to think. I didn't feel threatened. I knew the security guys were all around and would look after me. It wasn't just that, I didn't think Istvan would threaten us, I couldn't figure out why he would, he wouldn't benefit. It didn't make sense. I would find out soon if I was right. I just trusted my judgement and stayed relaxed.

Istvan arrived early, alone, much to the surprise of Trevor and the team. He asked if he could spend ten minutes looking round the gallery. He bought an original of Elise and a print of Lauren. Two really good works.

I held out my hand, rather than shaking my hand he kissed it and bowed slightly.

"Thank you for the invitation Rachel, I've wanted to meet you, formally, for a while."

He was about the same height as me. Dark, long, hair tied back in a ponytail and a short designed beard with piercing dark brown eyes. He was slim and very well dressed. He wore a grey suit with black, gleaming, shoes. He looked Calm confident and relaxed. I suppose he was threatening but not overtly, he looked like a businessman, not a gangster.

"Thanks for coming Istvan. Likewise, I've wanted to meet for a while."

"We should have met before you opened the Hotel. Avoided any confusion."

I smiled, "Straight to the point! Yes probably so.

I wanted to help you understand that we are catering for a very expensive service at the hotel. Minimum booking of two hours plus room will cost between £1,000 and £1,500. It's a niche service that won't impact your business."

"I understand that now and accept it's a market we don't step into, often. My greatest concern now is that I'll lose girls to you. I would have preferred to know about the hotel opening so I could prepare for the obvious questions. I felt like a fool when they came to me and asked about it. I became quite angry and said some things I regret which have found their way to you and to your security team, I apologise for that."

"I understand. Now we've met I suggest we talk regularly so we don't make the same mistake again.

There is a chance that girls will move between the two services. I suspect you'll get some from us. We require full time girls which will be hard work. The girls may tire of being available full time and want to reduce the commitment. We won't compete in shorter bookings, that's your area."

"I guessed that would be the strategy, sounds good. Be assured neither me, nor my organisation is any threat to you or your team. That's not my style and isn't good for business. We need to promote safety, not create threats. In the business there are threats enough without us causing one another problems."

I nodded, "I wanted to run something by you."

"OK."

"There is an area of the market that's open. For less wealthy, more romantically inclined, clients who want a hotel experience but can't afford our girls.

My suggestion is we set aside two rooms for your use. You select a few of your best ladies and they can take shorter bookings using the hotel. We will have to delay the introduction until we extend the hotel but we have two rooms that could be accessed via a separate entrance. Our security would still cover the rooms."

"How would the commercial arrangement work?"

"As a gesture of friendship the rooms are yours. Any cost of upkeep, repairs etc. would be your responsibility but otherwise we want no return."

"Couldn't do that Rachel. The rooms are normally £300. We will pay £100 a day whether they are used or not, and I'll accept your generous offer. It's a useful addition to our services. Please accept my gratitude."

He paused then shook my hand. He was very polite, a complete gentleman.

"In return I have a folder for you. We have six girls who I think could be considered for your agency. If you want to interview them please feel free. None have been coerced by us, all do the work voluntarily, despite the gossip we aren't criminals.

You will definitely want Anna, she's from Ukraine, very beautiful. A qualified medical doctor who wants to be accredited in UK but needs money to do it. She's perfect for you. Frankly I admire her, she would earn more with you, I want to help her establish herself.

We have already adjusted schedules assuming she would be working for you within the week."

I was quite taken aback, the meeting had gone far better than I expected.

"Istvan, I'm very sorry I didn't talk to you earlier. My mistake, it won't happen again."

"Irrelevant Rachel, we have talked now. I'm excited to be working together. Thanks again for your time."

"As a final gesture. I notice you've picked out some works. Please accept them as a gift. I feel I need to give you something."

"The print yes, thank you, but I'm paying for the original. The artist has to be rewarded. The understand the skill and talent that goes into these paintings is significant. I love them, I have several at home. I must confess one is of you and Lauren. Makes me feel slightly guilty!"

I laughed, "Don't be, we love modelling. I don't have many years left so aim to do as much modelling as I can before people start ignoring the works."

He waved his hand, "If that time ever comes, it's many years away Rachel. Many years."

We chatted for thirty minutes before Istvan's driver arrived. The receptionist called to let us know the car was waiting.

"Thanks again Rachel. This has been very useful. I'm genuinely thrilled to be working more closely with you and your team."

He took my hand and kissed it again.

After he left Trevor and Lawrence convened.

Lawrence said, "You don't need us, you can charm anyone, literally anyone. That guy is one of the most ruthless gangsters in this country but he was putty in your hands."

I smiled, "As we suspected, it was all exaggerated. Working together makes a lot of sense. That said, let's carry on with the security changes. Istvan is OK but he's not the only possible threat."

They both nodded.

"It's hard to believe he's as dangerous as people say?"

Lawrence smiled, "It's often the case that the more threatening they are the more reasonable they appear. They don't need to act scary, it's not a movie. Just keep that in mind. You managed the situation really well but he can switch, we just need to be careful."

I nodded. Then switched to a more mischievous topic.

"So Trevor, how was Thursday. Did Jem help with the review you arranged?"

Trevor did well, he maintained his passive expression despite the fact I was referring to his afternoon long rampant sex session with our lovely, horny, escort.

"Yes thanks Rachel. It was excellent, I learned a lot from her."

Excellent answer Trevor, no lies required. Good boy!

I smiled, "Great news. I'm sure she enjoyed being part of the process."

Lawrence stood up, "On that note I'll get going and let you get back to it Trevor."

Lawrence had no idea how appropriate that sentence was, no idea.

As Lawrence wandered off Trevor shook his head.

"Cruel, very cruel."

"Sorry, couldn't resist it.

I smiled, "So did you have a good shagging session, sore chap afterwards."

Trevor laughed, "Straight to the point.

We spent three hours doing things I had only heard of. Whatever clients pay isn't enough. What a woman."

"She's popular for a reason. Are you seeing her again?"

"Yes, tomorrow actually. Her exact request was, let's do a quick dinner, build up some energy reserves for an even longer fucking session. Her words, not mine."

"Don't damage her."

"That's not the issue Rachel."

I called Lauren immediately after Trevor left and filled her in on the details.

"We have a new Escort. Her name is Anna, Istvan more or less told me to bring her in so we really have to. Her CV is impressive, she looks perfect. I'll arrange a meeting with her."

Lauren responded, "That's fine, it's just a formality. I agree we have to hire her. Only thing to watch out for is that she's a plant, an Istvan informer. Not sure what good it would do but might be an ulterior motive."

"Yes, I thought about that but what advantage is there? If he wants to know I'll tell him. No secrets really?"

Lauren groaned, "Got to go, very unhappy child. Speak soon."

"Love ya, take care."

To go back to the weekend between the call from Ryan and the meeting. Ryan managed to come home for a night. I met him at the door, sucked his cock dry then made him dinner. After dinner we went to bed and fucked for three hours. not enough but a reasonable dose of sex for a very horny wife.

At the end of a lengthy fuck Ryan asked, "Once this project is over we need to have a chat. Do I commit to another one or just help out with the various business interests and focus on getting you pregnant?

I smiled and stroked his face, "You love your work. Do what makes you happy, the horny wife will be here when you get back."

"I want you to have a gaggle of kids."

"I will but not yet. There's plenty time. Don't get obsessed with that. I'm buzzing with work just now, don't want to have kids af the wrong time."

Ryan nodded, "OK darling wife, is it time for sleep."

I shook my head, "Nope, get back inside me. I'm not done with you yet."

He hopped between my legs and plunged in, again. Such a good man.

Anna

Crap, she was beautiful. Utterly beautiful.

Just under 6 ft tall, slim, porcelain skin, quite large breasts ridiculous legs, perfect face and the most gorgeous grey eyes. God played a blinder making this gal.

"Anna, nice to meet you, welcome to the gallery. Do you want to model for us?"

She smiled, "Yes of course but I assume this discussion pertains to other activities?"

"Pertains, that's impressive. Most Brits wouldn't use that word?"

"I love the English language, I've immersed myself in languages since I was young but English is my go to, I speak English better than Ukrainian."

"So how many do you speak"

"Not many. Ukrainian, Russian and English at very high level. Italian, Spanish and French fluently but my German is average. I struggle with it."

"Seven is six more than most people in this country."

"You don't need another language. If you speak Spanish or English you're lucky."

That was a snapshot of the conversation. She was almost scary. Very intelligent, focused, articulate. An impressive woman.

"I obviously want you to join us. Are you certain you want to do the work."

"Yes I am, I would prefer to spend a few hours seducing a worthy man, or woman, than be used as a moist hole for a less worthwhile person. I love passion and seduction, sex as a physical act alone isn't my thing. It's not thrilling."

"It's not always like that. Many clients just want to have sex. The type you describe."

"It's OK Rachel, I can do mindless fucking, all women can. I'll try to get what I can out of it but I know what I'm doing. I have to do it, I need to earn a lot of money quickly. As long as I take care of my health I can live with it for a while.

I'm sure you understand, god gave me this face, this body. It's not a sin to use it to move to a better life? At least I don't view it as a sin."

I smiled, "I do understand, and I agree. We insist on regular sexual health checks for clients and Escorts. We have an arrangement with a clinic, they test everyone every six weeks. We want to be the best of the best.

We also offer a pension scheme, many sex industry workers don't have one but we think it's important. We also pay a salary. You will receive a basic salary and bonuses based on bookings each month. We respect our employees."

Anna clapped her hands, "Sounds amazing, I would love to join you. I'll talk to Istvan, he's been good to me I don't want to let him down."

"Fantastic, I hope you join. Whether you join or not the modelling offer is open. For you we would start at £300 per two hour session. I already have some concepts in mind. If the works sell well we give bonuses that can amount to £10,000 per work. Best case."

"Will I be required to model nude?"

"Not required, no. Most models choose to as the sessions progress. At times it feels more natural, it's hard to explain."

"I would love to do the modelling work. To be clear, I don't mind being naked, I don't really care who sees me naked, but I have to be careful. I want to be a Doctor in the UK, being able to buy a painting of the local GP with her tits out might be great for some but cause uncomfortable questions."

I laughed, "Completely understand. We can change facial features and use that amazing body. It's up to you."

"Hmmm. It's a dilemma isn't it? I want to be seen naked, I enjoy it. In some ways I want to claim my image, it's going to require some thought."

"That's the contradiction. Models are proud the way they look, they like to be admired, lusted after, but it creates issues a lot of the time. You don't have to decide for a while. Even when works are finished the artists can alter them."

Anna nodded thoughtfully then smiled.

"Do you want to see me naked?"

"It's not necessary, we can deal with the details at the first session."

"No, I'll undress. You can get a clearer picture of my body and develop concepts in your mind. It's just two good looking women, I like to show off."

We were in a closed office. Anna flicked the lock and quickly undressed. She was flawless, she had a very designed strip of hair which often isn't liked in the art world. Her breasts we're gorgeous, looked like large B or C cup size. They were very symmetrical and well shaped. The artists would love her.

"Do you tend to get very wet when you are aroused?"

"Yes but no so much it shows externally. My lips get puffy and moist but unless I've been penetrated I won't have noticeable wetness outside. Might be a bit moist but not noticeably wet."

"You have a wonderful body Anna. I'll give you Lisa's number. Call her to arrange a session. I'll make an exception and put you straight onto the £500 per sitting fee category. I'm excited what we can do with you, I think your works will sell really well, in fact I'm certain. It depends on how people take to modelling but I have a feeling you'll really enjoy it."

"Thanks so much Rachel, that's so generous."

Anna reached forward and hugged me. I was sitting so ended up buried between two perfect breasts. So that's what it feels like?

"Wow, almost smothered. So pleased to have you in the modelling team. Can't wait till the first session."

"Will you attend?"

"If it's OK with you. I don't often but I'm excited to work with you."

"That would be fantastic, I've seen some of the work you've done. It's amazing, inspirational."

As soon as Anna left I called Istvan.

"Rachel, good to hear from you, how can I help?"

"I just wanted to say thank you for the introduction to Anna. She wants to talk to you about moving to the agency. If you decide no, that's absolutely fine. No obligation."

"No that's OK, I think she is a good fit for your team. I'm delighted."

"Second point is I offered her the chance to model for the gallery. I think she will prove very popular. Hope that's OK."

"Yes of course. I'm happy she's getting the chance. She deserves it. She left Ukraine alone, her family experience very difficult times. I know she sends money but living in a war zone is not a good life."

"No, definitely not. That's tough on her."

"One favour. Can I reserve one if her initial works. Something that's erotic but not too explicit. I want to hang it in my club. So it has to be suitable."

"Sure, I'll pick one out. Thanks again Istvan, I really appreciate this."

"Think nothing of it. We are partners to a degree."

"Take care Istvan, goodbye."

Partners. Hmmmm! I don't want a partner. I have three plus a husband plus Stan. Not sure about that statement but let it go for now.

Working with Istvan and his organisation was hugely beneficial but I wanted to know more about him, his reputation and his business. I didn't want to walk into a situation I couldn't control. There was a risk he was lining up a takeover, he liked the business, if he liked it too much would he take it? How much of a deterrent was our security business?

I needed to talk to Stan.

Rachel's life - Back to the present

You'll remember from the first story that after a few months abstinence from constant fucking whenever I felt the urge, a weirdo masturbating in front of me in the office drove me into the arms or, more accurately, onto the cock of my project manager, John.

So did I wake up the next morning at the start of a wild affair? No, I didn't. I woke up feeling crusty since the production of a healthy set of testicles spilled out of me overnight and coated my lady with white, sticky, goo. That needed to be addressed so I clambered out of bed into the freezing cottage bathroom to have a pee and wash my privates, or many times in my case, publics. I cleaned up and walked through, naked, into the room. John was watching me.

"What a body, good lord Rachel, you're something else."

"Yes about that."

I paused for a second trying to get the words right.

"I enjoyed the sex but I'm sorry, has to be a one time event. I got lost last night and said some daft things."

John smiled, "I know, it's fine, I expected this conversation. I had fun. Once!"

"To non sex matters.

I have to leave the project and get back to the day job. Nothing to do with the last 24 hours, I have a lot going on and can't stay on the project. We are past the critical events for a while, it'll give you time to find a replacement."

John nodded, "Understood, I was surprised you stayed as long as you did. You've been a huge help. I assume you'll be leaving soon?"

"Yes, end of the week, three days. Sorry. Got a hotel to open."

"A hotel, wow, that's a big deal. Congrats and best of luck."

"Thanks John. Now tell me, do you have anything for breakfast, I'm starving?"

All very civilised, a mistake made and accepted. Some very good sex and still pals. Ideal.

The Hotel

We had started an escort agency which had done really well, it was growing all the time. All of the guys and gals were regularly booked but we had been asked several times if we had a location clients could go to for the meetings. The logistics of travel, booking a hotel etc was a bit of a challenge for clients and for the Escorts.

We decided to open a small hotel in central Scotland. We found an old run down building in a convenient location and ripped it apart. We created 16 rooms. All well furnished, air conditioned and private. Clients met with the escort of their choice and added £300 per night for the room. Most would book four hours at between £1,100 and £1,600, depending on the escort, so total cost was pushing 2k, expensive but it was proving very popular. It wasn't open yet but we had a long list of bookings.

The female escorts in particular loved it, they each chose a room they would use and liked the added security of a purpose built hotel. We decided against cameras but each room had panic buttons hidden in three places, if the girls got scared they pressed the button and security would knock on the door. In fairness, it was rarely an issue but it was good to have the option. They weren't visible but we always had two security guards on duty, help was only seconds away.

Our clients were a varied bunch with varied needs. The normal rooms were used for normal sex, sucking, fucking, some role play. Dominatrix or "messy" activities were to be confined to two purpose built rooms in the basement.

Lauren had organised much of the conversion, we were opening today and had three guests booked for tonight. Three regulars had arranged "all night" bookings with three of our popular girls. We didn't yet have a restaurant but there was a large well stocked kitchen for snacks, refreshments and breakfast. The hotel in many ways was like a large Airbnb, where the staff fucked you if you asked.

Elena, Jae and Susie were dressed for the occasion, or rather undressed for the occasion. They were in the lounge in their chosen undies waiting for the clients. Jae was the knockout, very attractive. About 5ft 8 with long auburn hair, green eyes and gorgeous tits. She had a one hundred per cent record, every booking led to a follow up. Once she fucked a man he was lost, she had been proposed to several times. That wasn't an issue as long as the client snapped out if it and realised Jae was working, it wasn't a romance. If it carried on we would refuse further bookings with her. So far two men had been blocked because they fell in love.

Elena and Susie were both attractive. Both blonde, about 5ft 6. Elena was known as the oral queen, every client mentioned her skills. We didn't dictate what the girls had to do, Elena was one of the girls who would let clients she knew well cum in her mouth. Elena would also swallow which was rare.

Susie was slightly older, very attractive, elegant lady known to be quite a "wide" girl so we encouraged men blessed, or cursed, with very large cocks to book her. It worked well because she enjoyed bigger men. As time went by we started to understand the preferences of the clients and Escorts so matching got better and better. Our reviews were exceptional, we seemed to get most things right.

I asked, "So any worries girls, anything we've missed?"

Jae shook her head, "No, looks great Rachel. This is fab, perfect. Rooms are excellent, it looks like any good hotel."

Lauren asked, "There will be things need to be fixed, just scribble a note in the book over there and we will deal with them."

Jae nodded, "Will do. Are you two staying, give the clients an added treat of seeing the sexy owners?"

I laughed, "We are, but hidden away. We're just interested in the logistics, we will leave the action to you three."

Elena smiled, "You should take a client, just once or twice. You're gorgeous and would get a good understanding of how the rooms work."

I nodded, "I've thought about it but for now as long as we get good input from you it'll be fine."

Lauren shook her head, "We would be taking money from you girls. We will stick to running the place."

Elena nodded, "Yep, makes sense. Shame for the men, a chance to fuck you two would be popular, I'm sure they would pay extra."

The girls wandered off and soon after the clients arrived and were led to the rooms. They were staying the night so there was no rush but as I wandered along the upstairs corridor I heard loud fucking noises coming from the two upstairs rooms. I wandered downstairs, Jae was using one of the smaller rooms. Her client hadn't even got to the stage of shutting the door. He was standing with Jae at his feet sucking his cock. She was well into it, I didn't mean to stare but as I watched her client lost control and came in her mouth. He held the back of her head and groaned as he pumped his seed into her mouth. Jae took it all easily, she swallowed it all down then licked the last drops off her clients cock.

Jae stood up, "That was a nice load hon, let's get undressed and climb into bed ready for round two. My pussy is needy."

I crept away quietly confident our girls were safe, secure and having fun.

I found Lauren in the office.

"Rachel we are over booked again. We either need more girls or need to refuse new clients for a while."

"I think we should ask first a membership fee from clients. Ask them to pay an annual fee for the right to make bookings. How many bookings they make is up to them?"

"Yes, makes sense but wouldn't solve the problem. The clients would pay and we would still be short of female Escorts."

"You sound worried?"

"I am, a bit. Middle of next week we have no way of meeting the bookings. We are short of ladies."

"How many short?"

"Three or four. It's bad."

"Could the girls double up?"

"Already done. Jae has agreed three bookings in one day. She will be well used, poor thing."

"Not ideal but there's not much we can do other than hope the bookings change. Short of that do you want to slip on the sexy undies and handle a client booking?"

"Nope."

"Exactly. Let's just see how things pan out. I agree though, we need to do some hiring.

Owner escorts

As the day drew closer the over booking eased and we only needed Jae to deal with two.

We still had one unfilled booking but it was a problem. One of our best clients who spent more than most, he was valuable.

"Lauren, I'll take the booking, we can't let him down, we took his booking, we can't call hours before and cancel."

"Rachel, that's too far. You run the place."

"It's a one off, it won't kill me. He specifies being tied up and dominated, what I do is my choice. He's been vetted, I have to do this. I want the business reputation to be

Maintained."

"If you are sure. I'll ask the girls to brief you."

The girls talked us through the various preferences of the client I was booked to meet. My client liked to be tied up, teased and tortured then preferred to get a bag on and cum in a pussy. That wouldn't happen but it was up to me to ensure he didn't miss the experience and complain.

My client arrived an hour later. He was in his 50s, medium build, dark greying hair and a mischievous glint in his eye. I chatted to him for ten minutes, he was fun to talk to, then showed him to the room. I asked him to make himself comfortable while I got ready.

I chose black underwear, as small as bra as I could manage and crotchless panties. I put a small mask and leather gloves on. I looked like sex in the form of a woman. I was getting turned on by the thought of what I was about to do, it would help me perform, I suppose."

My client looked shocked, he muttered, "Oh my, what an incredible body. Thank you for seeing me."

"My pleasure, thank you for the compliment."

I oiled my hands and massaged him from shoulders slowly down to his hips, avoiding his bulging underwear. I carried on down his legs, his feet then up the inside of his legs.

"Please touch me, please?"

"All in good time, let's not rush."

I slipped my fingers over his boxers and pulled them over his pulsing erection then down his legs and off. I slid the restraints round his ankles and tightened them then lay on him and slid up his body making sure my pussy rested on his face as I attached the restraints to his wrists. By the time I tightened them he had located my opening with his tongue and was lapping nicely. I sat up resting my pussy gently on his mouth, he continued to lick me expertly, it was lovely but he had paid for his pleasure, not mine.

I forced myself to move away and stood beside the bed. I poured some oil on his cock and rubbed it over his cock and balls. He was so hard his heartbeat made his cock bob up and down. I needed to be careful or this would end quickly. I held his cock up and slid my right hand down the length pulling his foreskin tight. I stroked the sensitive underside with my finger. He started whimpering and gasping, I took that as a cue to slow down.

I moved onto the bed and kneeled over his face. My legs were long enough that my pussy was a few inches above his face. I thought for a second then moved to the side and slid my panties off then kneeled over him again. He was staring straight at, straight into, my pussy. I slid two fingers of my left hand into my cunt and used my right hand to tease my clit. I quickly got into a rhythm, my fingers slurped in and out of me as my right hand became a blur over my pussy. I gasped as I masturbated over my fascinated client. I kept going until I felt my orgasm approaching then took my fingers out and soaked his face with my juices as I orgasmed.

It felt incredible to perform for a stranger, I was really enjoying it. I felt so sexy, so turned on.

I pushed my soaked fingers into his mouth, he licked them clean.

"Your pussy, please, can I lick your pussy?"

I smiled and slid lower, he licked on and around my soaked pussy. I had already gone further than I planned, I should have been more careful, I was losing control.

I turned round 180 degrees and positioned my pussy at his mouth then lowered myself onto him holding him in my right hand as I slid my mouth over the tip of his cock. He groaned and gasped as I bobbed my head on him. I had gone too far, I shouldn't be sucking him but my sex drive was taking control.

"I didn't expect oral without, oh wow, this is incredible."

I slid my mouth off his cock and said, "Special treat, one night only."

I plunged back down onto him and increased the pace. I held his cock in my hand and slid it up and down in time as my mouth plunged on and off his rock hard cock.

"Oh, oh lord, I'm going to cum, I can't hold back."

His penis grew slightly in my mouth and his spunk spurted out. I was an old hand, no panic, just time the swallowing to match the rhythm of his orgasm. Easy. Spurt spurt, gulp, gulp. All gone, no mess. Softening cock, and a half dead man.

"I have never experienced anything like that. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. You are astonishing."

"I don't normally do that, just got carried away. Can we just keep it between us? It's not strictly allowed."

"Of course."

I glanced at the clock, "We have about forty minutes left."

"Could you release my hands from the restraints?"

"Just a second."

I leaned over and released his hands from the restraints. He gently cupped my tits then kissed both nipples. I watched him as he fondled my breasts. He pulled himself up further, looked at my eyes then gently leaned forward and kissed me, gently. I thought it would be a gentle peck but he licked over my lips delicately and tugged at my bottom lip. I instinctively opened my mouth and slid my tongue over his lips and into his mouth gently touching the tip of his tongue. As he kissed me his hands were tracing circles around my nipples.

I leaned back and unclipped the foot restraints. Now free he gently rolled me over, still kissing my mouth tenderly then down my neck onto my tits and my hard nipples. I let my hand drift down, his cock was hard, really hard.