Erotic rendezvous with an escort

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The exciting sensation of my naked flesh slightly rubbing against the inside of my coat, was proving so arousing, or was it just my mind teasing me as it allowed my brain to race with thoughts of my appearance. In my deliciously naughty attire I felt the part. A waist clinching waspie shaped my body enticingly, enough flesh revealing at the top of my thighs to tempt any man before my black silky stockings trailed down into my thigh high boots. Topping it all, my best accessory, some black sequined nipple tassels, carefully adorned, cupping only my nipples leaving the sensual curves and movement of my pert breasts visible to see. But my look created my own inner pleasure, and elevated my increasing excitement. This was as much about me as him, it quickened my breath to know how sexual I had become. I wanted the thrill of embodying of woman of desire, I had removed the mantel of his girlfriend and my new persona was in tack and so ready for attention. What I had on under my coat, he was unaware, but my hidden bare skin was portraying a naughty tell tale sign of what I wanted that night. As I moved with conviction, little was revealed in my tall boots, the tops of which hidden under the edge of my mac. I felt brazen and bold, and alive with excitement desiring the role of his escort. My night planned, my oh so sexy but sometimes admittedly a little more serious boyfriend was in for such a treat. Late nights and long working hours, his mind hadn’t had the chance to entertain many sexual yearnings, but tonight I wanted to blow his mind. I wanted to be a feast for his eyes and body. As I strode into…


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