“I can almost imagine Marlon Brando sitting in the corner,” Maya said softly. “Yes, this a great old-school night club.Let's get a drink,” Fran said, turning toward the bar. Fran pulled a card out of her purse to hand to the bartender.“We'll run a tab,” she said. “OK, miss, but the first drink for you and your friend are already paid for,” the bartender said with a smile.“Put that away.You may not need it.” “Who paid for our drinks?” Maya asked. “A gentleman never tells,” the bartender said.“That's part of the fun.You have to decide if you want to figure it out.” Fran's card never did get any charges on it.The girls spent the entire evening in that lounge, talking, laughing, and dancing with a variety of men.Maya danced several times with a graying gentleman, who could have been old enough to be her father.He was an excellent dancer, holding her with a grace she was not accustomed to.His entire manner spoke of wealth, taste, class, and power.Maya found herself intrigued with the feel of his still-muscular body against hers. In the taxi on the way home, Fran said, “You had a good time, didn't you?” “That was wonderful.I was all ready to have guys pawing at me, with the way we were dressed, and with what I saw downstairs.It was kind of refreshing after last week,” Maya said. “You liked that older guy.” “He was nice.Made me feel like a lady.I could forget my problems for a minute when I was talking to him or dancing with him,” Maya said. Maya was able to pick up additional hours at her job.She continued her search for other employment, even trying to find a second job with no success. She hired an attorney, and began the process of tracking Gerry down and fighting for a settlement.She was able to renegotiate her mortgage, and she slashed her living expenses wherever she could. It wasn't enough.Gerry had a far more powerful attorney.It quickly became clear that Gerry was perfectly willing to give Maya a divorce.He proposed a settlement surrendering his half of the equity in the house, but he wasn't willing to give her a cent beyond that.If necessary, he would tap into old family money to beat her and her attorney into submission. She finally hit her low point the day she got the notice threatening foreclosure proceedings, along with another letter threatening to disconnect her electric service. “Fran?” Maya said when her friend answered the phone. “Hi Maya!How are you doing?” “I'm out of ideas.I'm out of time.I'm going to have to sell the house and find a cheap place to live.” “You could stay with us until you got on your feet,” Fran said. “No, I'm not going to impose.You guys have done so much already.And I won't take a loan from you.Joe already suggested that to me,” Maya said. “I could make a phone call,” Fran said. “To Bruce?I don't think I can make a video.I can't bear the thought of people seeing it, of Gerry maybe seeing it.” “Have you made dinner?” Fran asked. “No.” “We need to talk.Come over now.You can have dinner with us,” Fran said. It was during dessert that the subject finally came up.“Do you want me to call Bruce?” Fran asked.“Joe and I can give you the money to pay this month's mortgage payment, and you can pay us back after you make the video.” “I just can't do it.It's not a moral thing.Hell, it's not like I'm a virgin.It's not like I'm really married anymore.I don't think I'd have a problem fucking a hot guy, especially since Gerry is with Miss Better-than-me.I just don't want my face out there,” Maya said. “There are other aspects of the adult industry,” Joe said.“I'm calling Bruce.I'm just asking questions.” Fran cleared the table while Maya sat and struggled not to bite her fingernails.Joe was in his den on the phone. Joe came back into the kitchen and sat down next to Maya.“If you want, Bruce can see you on Sunday for an initial interview.He knows a lot of people.There is work available that is a little more discrete than the video industry.” “Like what?” Fran asked. “She could be an escort.” “An escort?You mean a prostitute?” Maya asked incredulously. “That's the word I used, and Joe quickly corrected me.Escorts do not necessarily engage in sex.Since prostitution is illegal most places, escorts are simply being paid to accompany a gentleman as a date.What happens in private on that date is up to the couple, much like it is on a real date in the more conventional usage of the word.” “So she'd be arm-candy?Just someone helping a guy enjoy a night out?” Fran asked. “That's what I got out of it,” Joe replied.“Apparently there is a demand for attractive young women who are willing to accompany men to parties, concerts, and other social events, or just a night out on the town.” “That doesn't sound so bad,” Fran said. “I'm not interested in getting raped by a guy just because he has money,” Maya protested.“How safe is this?” “The agency screens all it escorts and clients.They do background checks, psychological testing, and health screening.Bruce tells me the girls must turn in a report within twenty-four hours after a date, answering questions about the guy's manners and attitude toward them.If they don't, they don't work again.If they trash the guy, he can't use the service again,” Bruce said. “All right, I'll go talk to him,” Maya said, “as long as you two go with me.” “Bruce insisted we be with you.He wants to talk to us about you too,” Joe said. On Sunday, Joe and Fran picked Maya up at her house and drove her to an expensive neighborhood on the outskirts of the city.When they pulled in the driveway, Maya said, “This looks like the place where your video was shot.” “Yes,” Fran answered.“Bruce uses his own home occasionally, or the homes of friends in the industry.” Bruce answered the door.“Fran, Joe, good to see you.And you must be Maya,” he said, taking her small hand into his large one.“Come in.” He led the three into his living room, where a stunning woman in her mid-forties waited.“Felicia, meet Maya,” Bruce said. Felicia shook hands with everyone, and pointed Maya to a loveseat opposite the sofa where she had been sitting.“Maya, I don't know what pre-conceived notions you may have about escort services, but let me briefly explain how I run mine.The primary service our agency provides is companionship.We do not consider ourselves to be a call-girl service.We are more of a dating service, catering to an exclusive clientele of gentlemen who desire the company of a beautiful woman for an evening.Let me explain how it works. “Everyone employed by the service, myself included, receives a payroll check.If I hire you, I will pay you five hundred dollars per date.You will be on a ten-date probation.I will speak to you after every date.After the tenth date, I will take you to lunch and discuss the reports your clients will have filled out about you.To keep things fair, I will also ask you to file a report with me after every date.At your evaluation, we will discuss increases to your pay, along with your preferences for future dates.Do you understand?” “Yes, ma'am,” Maya answered. Felicia laughed and reached out to pat Maya's knee.“Please call me Felicia.I really try not to sound like a businesswoman, but I guess I don't do a very good job.Now, there are a few more things you must remember.Prostitution is illegal.You will be an escort.For at least your first three dates, you and the client are to observe a no-intimate-contact rule.You will not be scheduled for more than one date a week during that time. “Here's the good part.Once you are comfortable with intimate contact, there is no negotiation necessary with the client.They understand they are to pay you one hundred dollars cash for manual stimulation, two hundred fifty for oral sex, and five hundred for intercourse.Most of the gentlemen will also give you a small tip or gift in addition.So, if you've had a, hopefully, enjoyable evening, you'll go home with eight hundred fifty dollars tax-free cash in addition to your five hundred dollar payroll check.” “What types of men do you have for clients?” Maya asked. “Because of our fee structure, we tend to attract only well-off men.Many of them are successful businessmen, political leaders, sports professionals, and entertainers.Do you have a preference?” Felicia asked. “Look.My husband ran off with another woman.I don't think I can be with a married man.I couldn't be a party to the destruction of some other woman's life,” Maya explained. “We can match you only with men who are single, widowed, divorced, or legally separated, but I will tell you that may slightly limit the number of clients you can be with.” “At least at first, I'd appreciate that,” Maya said. Felicia looked serious as she spoke.“In this business, discretion is key.Your dates will not disclose much about themselves, and you are expected to retain a certain amount of anonymity with them.All communication between our clients and our escorts is done through the agency.These men are never to enter your home.You will be picked up by a car service or taxi for your dates, and all dates will begin in a public place.You will be provided with a cellphone, which will be the way in which we communicate with you.This phone is to be with you at all times, and there will be a text code you can use to allow us to pick you up from a date, should you be uncomfortable with any situation you find yourself in. “After your probationary period, you will be expected to undergo another health exam, and when you have progressed to physical-contact dates, an examination is required after every third one.This is always done at no expense to you.Our doctors are available at any time, so this requirement should not interfere with any other employment you have.Do you work presently?” Felicia asked. “My office job is nine to five weekdays,” Maya said. “That will work out well,” Felicia said.“We can schedule you for evening or weekend dates only.We'll discuss this before you actually begin work.Here are phone numbers for our health care providers.If you say you're Felicia's friend, they'll know what you need and will bill it to me.” “When can I start?” Maya asked.“I'm sorry to sound so anxious, but I really need the money.” Felicia opened her purse and handed Maya an envelope.“Here's a thousand dollar cash signing bonus, honey.Call for an exam appointment tomorrow.I'll personally build some fires under a couple of well-paid asses to get you through all the preliminaries.If you want, we can meet again next Sunday to schedule your first date.” On Sunday, Maya rang the bell at Bruce's house again. “Hello, dear!” Felicia exclaimed as she opened the door.“Come in!”She embraced Maya, kissing her on the cheek.“You are a healthy, more-or-less emotionally stable, model citizen.Plus, you're gorgeous.Come, let's sit down.” Maya followed the beautiful older woman into the living room, and they both took the same seats they had used the previous week.Maya had come alone, and Bruce was not in the room. “Maya,” Felicia said, “I'd like to talk to you about your first date.Can you be free Thursday evening?There's a gallery opening.A long-time client and personal friend of mine would like to take an attractive young lady to it.Roberto is an artist in his own right.His lovely wife passed away a few years ago after over thirty years together.” “He's an older man?” Maya asked. “He competes in triathlons and could pass for forty-five.I believe you would like him.He's a perfect gentleman, wealthy, cultured, and very handsome.I've sent a lot of new hires out with him.He's good for their nerves, and they're good for his ego.If he likes a girl, he'll usually give her a nice pair of earrings, even when all they do is shake hands goodnight,” Felicia said. The agency sent a car to pick her up at seven o'clock for her date.She was delivered to an exclusive restaurant.The maitre d' led her to a table occupied by a man who looked a little like Mark Harmon. After a light meal (“We must save room for snacks at the gallery,” he said) Roberto had his limo take them to the event.Maya felt immediately relaxed and comfortable with this man.The most intimate thing he did all night was kiss her hand after giving her a pair of diamond earrings.He called a cab to take her home. Her second date was dinner and dancing at a quiet club.This man, a divorced real estate developer, was closer to Maya's age.Her third date was with a sports promotor.She and this man, who Maya was certain was no older than she, enjoyed the home teams' win from box seats at a major league baseball game. Tuesday evening, Maya's agency phone rang.It was Felicia. “Hi, Maya.I must say, you're playing to rave reviews with the gentlemen.You've had three dates now.I know you've said you've had a good time.How comfortable are you about the idea of physical contact?” Maya knew this question was coming.“Honestly, Felicia, I just don't know.I was married for five years.I had one brief fling during that time.I was a real party girl in college, but it's different now.I'm older.I'm supposed to be a grown-up.It's not like I don't enjoy sex.It's just that sex with a stranger for money,...” “I have several associates who are in high demand who strictly do no-intimate-contact dates.One lady has been doing that for over seven years.I can keep you at that status indefinitely if you wish, dear.” “No, Felicia, I want to try it.I have to try it.I need the money and I need to get over my fears.” “I have an interesting man in mind,” Felicia said.“I'm going to put you on hold.” In a minute of two, she was back.“OK, Maya, this guy is one of the ones who likes first-timers.The other girls who've been with him liked him a lot.He's apparently a very good lover.He always gives the girls a lot more than the standard fee.” After almost a year, Maya had completely overcome her nervousness about physical-contact dates.She did many overnight dates, and several of her repeat clients took her away for weekends Her financial woes were in the past. Felicia called Maya one evening to ask her a question. “Darling, I'm so proud of you.In your first year you have become one of my superstars.Now, I have a question for you.” “What's that?” Maya asked. “I'm diversifying.Party services are very big right now.” “What are party services?” “A friend of mine runs an agency that does it.They send a very special girl to be the big surprise for the groom-to-be at his bachelor party, or as a retirement gift, or something like that.If you're interested, I'd like to have you do my first party,” Felicia said. “Couldn't this turn into a gang-bang?” Maya worried. “Absolutely not.You will have one of my security people with you the whole time.The inquiry came from a former client who moved away.He's throwing a party for a guy who just got a big promotion.Everyone will understand that only the guest of honor is to touch you.The others probably will want to watch, though.” “Hmmm, well, I could try it.No cameras, though.The last thing I want is to wind up on the internet,” Maya said. “Of course, dear.Now this time, the client will not pay you personally.I'll write you your usual five hundred dollar check,I'll pay all expenses, and I'll give you three thousand in cash.The only problem is that it's out of town.Can you get the first Friday of next month off from work?” “I have vacation days coming.I'll use one of those.” “Good,” Felicia said.A car will pick you up at nine am, and you and your bodyguard will fly first-class and get there Friday evening.You'll have nice rooms, and on Saturday you can do whatever you want.The party is Saturday night, and you'll be home for dinner on Sunday.” Along with her bodyguard, Maya checked in to their adjoining suites Friday evening.On Saturday, she went to the spa.Feeling refreshed and sexy, she went back to her room to dress for the evening.The instructions from the man throwing the party were very specific.She was to wear a little black dress, fix her hair into a simple pony-tail, and wear platform shoes. Maya was checking her appearance in the mirror when her agency cell phone rang.Her bodyguard asked her to meet him at the entrance to the concourse that led from the rooftop restaurant in their hotel to the hotel across the parkway.She hurried to the elevator. As she walked onto the concourse, her phone rang again.It was the bodyguard, telling her he would be there soon.Maya sat on a bench to wait. The man and woman were almost next to her before Maya saw them.“Oh my God, that's Gerry!” she thought to herself.She fought the impulse to run, willing herself to meet his gaze.After the initial shock wore off, she realized that Gerry was smirking. She forced a haughty expression onto her face, and smiled inwardly when the woman with Gerry seemed to pull him along.Maya heard the woman say something when Gerry turned back to look at her. “Screw you, you cheating bastard, I'm better off without you,” she said under her breath. Maya's bodyguard led her through the larger hotel and to the entrance to a suite.A stylishly-dressed older man answered the door and ushered them in to the large living room. “I see why Felicia said I would like you.I'm the host of this little celebration.We named a new senior vice president in my company last month, and my partner and I decided to throw him a party.We had a nice banquet with all the wives last night, but tonight it's stag night. “Where's the guest of honor?” Maya asked. “Downstairs in the lounge with the rest of the boys.He knows something's up, but I don't think he has any idea how his night will end.” Maya smiled.“I'll do my best to make this a night for him to remember.” “I'm sure you will, child.In a few minutes, some of the guys will come up here to help me set up the bar.Two others will stay with our man to give us time to get everything ready.When they bring him up here, you'll come out of the bedroom.Are you wearing anything under your dress?” “Yes, a black lace bra and thong set,” Maya answered. “Perfect.Felicia told me about your sensitivity about pictures, so no one will have a camera or phone with them, and everyone but the guest of honor knows it's strictly hands-off.Will you strip for us all?” “I'd be happy to,” Maya answered.“And as long as you and your boys can behave yourselves, I'll take care of him right here in front of you.Do you think your friends would like that?” “I think we'd all be thrilled.” As Maya touched up her appearance in the master bathroom, she heard the host greet a few more men. “They're keeping him busy.They'll bring him up here in twenty minutes,” one of the men said. “I'm going to talk to our 'special award',” the host said, walking into the master bedroom.“Some of the men are here setting things up.Would you like to meet them, my dear?” “I'll be right out,” Maya said. In addition to the host and her bodyguard, there were three other men in the room.Maya thought one of them looked familiar.As she watched the group arranging chairs and setting up the bar, it came to her.The man had worked down the hall at Gerry's old office. They made eye contact and the man came over to her, taking her into a corner away from the others.“I'm sorry to ask, but are you Maya Johnston?” he asked. “You know me, don't you?I knew this would happen some day,” Maya said. “What are you doing here?” “We both know the answer to that, don't we?” Maya replied. “Did you know the Gerry is the guest of honor?” the man said. “Oh, that's just great,” Maya said sarcastically.“I saw him today.He was with a woman.” “Probably his new wife.She dropped him off here.What are you going to do, Maya?” “Will anyone else know I'm his ex-wife?” Maya asked. “No.They all think he was married to a woman his age,” the man said. Maya thought for a moment.Oh well, this was her life now.She was a professional.“You have to understand, that son of a bitch ran out on me.He took everything from me.I damn near wound up on the streets before I joined the escort service.” “Oh Maya, I'm sorry.Gerry and Ikept in touch when he left, and he helped me get a job with this company about six months ago.He said he accepted the job so he could start over.He said you won a big settlement.” “Well, he's a liar,” Maya said. “I heard he fooled around when he was with you, but he told me it was you who wanted the divorce.” Maya said,“I did, once the bastard disappeared on me.But that's in the past.I'm going to show him exactly what he's missing.Will you do Gerry and me a favor, though?Please don't tell the others who I am.” “Whatever you say, Maya.Wow, I can't wait to see Gerry's face.” “Neither can I,” Maya said under her breath. When the host's phone rang again, he listened to the call for a few seconds.Hanging up, he said, “The others are coming.Are we ready?” Everyone agreed they were. “Dear, will you wait in the bedroom?I'll come and get you when it's time.Remember, you're going to strip for us.” “For starters,” Maya laughed, going into the bedroom and closing the door. She could hear the late arrivals coming into the room. Their host said, “Mr. Senior Vice-President, we have a special treat for you to end our evening.Sit on the couch.”He opened the bedroom door and walked in to Maya.Taking her hand, he led her into the living room. Maya was surprised at how well Gerry kept his composure.She saw panic, guilt, and fear flicker briefly on his face, but he quickly painted on a fake smile. She moved slowly around the room, touching each man gently on the face or playing with their hair, flirting, moving her body sensuously, and wearing a lustful expression.. She saved Gerry for last, and when she got to him, she pulled him to his feet and kissed him passionately.After a few seconds of this, she shoved him back onto the couch. Moving to the center of the room, Maya removed the tie from her long hair and combed it out slowly with her fingers.Then she pointed at Gerry and beckoned him to her, saying nothing but giving him a sultry look. He stood up and moved hesitantly to her.She turned her back to him and ground her ass against his crotch. “Would you be a nice guy and help a lady with her zipper?” Maya said in a breathy voice. “Here?” Gerry asked. “Of course.I'm not shy.Are you?” Maya replied. A few of the men chuckled as Gerry's trembling fingers lowered the zipper on the back of Maya's little black dress. When the zipper was open, Maya turned to face her ex-husband again.“Why don't you sit down, now?I'll take care of everything else.And I do mean everything.” Gerry went back to his seat as Maya shrugged the dress off her shoulders.When she pulled it down past her bra, she paused for a moment to smile at each man in the room.Then she worked it down over her hips, allowing it to drop to the floor.She turned her back to Gerry and bent at the waist to pick up the garment, her little lace thong allowing everyone to see her shapely ass. Tossing the dress at Gerry, Maya then lowered first one strap, then the other of her lacy little bra.She ran her fingers luxuriously over her hardening nipples, then unclipped the bra and tossed it at Gerry's face.The thong came off next and landed in his lap.She stood there in front of the group, making eye contact with every man in the room as she stroked herself. Then she moved to stand directly in front of her ex-husband.“See anything you like, big boy?” she teased. “I sure as hell do,” one of the men said. The host was smiling broadly.“You've done well since you joined our company, Gerry.Go ahead and enjoy your reward.” Maya pulled Gerry to his feet again and knelt in front of him.“I want to get some vice-presidential cock ready for my hot,wet pussy,” she said, smiling up at him. She removed his belt, opened his trousers, and slid them down to his ankles.Rubbing her hand over his groin, she licked her lips.Everyone had moved around so they could watch.Maya yanked Gerry's boxers down, exposing his penis to their view.“What do you think, boys?Should your new senior vice president get his cock sucked?” Maya asked. “I think he would like that very much, wouldn't you Gerry?” the host said. Gerry said nothing, a dumbfounded look on his face. Maya lifted his penis to her lips and placed a small kiss on the head.Then she enveloped him.Because he was not yet hard, she was able to easily take him fully in her mouth.Sucking, licking, playing with his balls, Maya employed all her skills on Gerry's manhood. After a few minutes, one of the men observed, “I'm not the one getting a blowjob, but I'm harder than Gerry just watching her.” “Me too,” the guy next to him said. “You know, Gerry, if she doesn't turn you on, I'm going to start to wonder about you,” another man chuckled. Maya kept up with her blowjob, giving Gerry the royal treatment.She knew what he had always liked, and she was giving it to him.He remained limp. “C'mon, Gerry, you didn't have that much to drink,” a man teased. Maya pulled her mouth off Gerry's unresponsive groin.“Yeah, Gerry, what's wrong?Am I not doing it right?I thought you'd like this.Does your secretary do it better?” “His secretary is a guy,” one of the men said. “Ooooh, Gerry, that would explain a lot,” Maya teased.“Is that why you're as limp as an overcooked noodle?Have you been deceiving these nice fellows here?” Gerry's face was red with embarrassment.“Maybe this isn't a good idea,” he mumbled. “You know, Gerry, you might be right,” Maya said as she stood up.“Maybe they should have hired a male escort.I bet that would have gotten you hard.” She started getting dressed.Moving around the room, she hugged each of the other men, gently fondling their groins as she did.When she got to the host, she pulled him to her for a long, hot kiss.Playing with his manhood, she said, “I thought maybe I was losing my touch, but every one of you boys is as hard as a rock, except for Gerry.I'm sorry this didn't turn out like you planned.It looks like your new senior vice president isn't the man you thought he was.” http://www.e-tsuyama.com/cgi-bin/jump.cgi?jumpto=https://nudecamgirls.chat http://www.imsnet.at/langchange.aspx?uri=https://livecamsex.show http://vebl.net/cgi-bin/te/o.cgi?s=75&l=psrelated&u=https://nudecamgirls.chat http://foerderverein-bergbad.de/wp-content/plugins/wp-js-external-link-info/redirect.php?url=https://webcamgirls.watch http://top.voyeur-russian.com/cgi-bin/out.cgi?ses=njvmuxw75y&id=306&url=https://nudecamgirls.chat http://careysupport.com/mobile-site?redirect_to=https://nudecamgirls.chat http://www.camgirlsonline.com/webcam/out.cgi?ses=reuinyb46r&id=100&url=https://webcamgirls.watch http://www.call-navi.com/linkto/linkto.cgi?url=https://livecamsex.show http://www.freedback.com/thank_you.php?u=https://livecamsex.show http://nicosoap.com/shop/display_cart?return_url=https://livecamsex.show
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