Five
I hadn’t been this satisfied in a long time. Sure, I am able to pick and choose my own clients. With how well Blush is doing, I can allow myself the luxury of seeing only my favorite clients. It took me a long time to get there, but it was all worth it. I started from the bottom, and now I am at the top, owning one of the most influential escorting establishments in New York.
Still, nothing can beat Hudson, particularly when James joins him. Perhaps it is the nostalgia, or maybe he is just that good with his cock. I can’t tell you. All I know is that something about him keeps pulling me toward them, and I’m not willing to resist it. Life is too damn short for it, anyway.
If there is one guy I always feel safe with, it is Hudson. From the moment we met when I worked as a stripper, he has never let me down. James has a similar personality—kind and non-threatening. My intuition tells me they are good, and intuition is everything in this line of work. I am lucky to have them, and even more lucky that they keep me satisfied.
After they left, it took me half an hour to finally force myself to get out of bed and into the shower. Hot water against my skin soothed every strained muscle, but my pussy continued to ache from the roughness of Hudson’s movements…
I smiled, thinking of them again. The lingering feelings were present every time for a few days after they left, but I couldn’t help myself, even if I didn’t take them too seriously. I accepted the things for what they were, and I didn’t mind it the slightest bit.
Once I was out of the shower, I contemplated fucking myself while my sheets still smelled like them, but I decided against it, settling to journal to keep this memory alive for as long as possible. Or until the next time they visit me, at least, and fill me with their cocks once more.
Hopefully, that fantasy will be satisfied sooner rather than later.
THE END