1. The Escort and the Widower


    Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: benawriter, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    Amy Treadwell sighed relief as she closed her apartment door behind her. It had been a long day at the doctor’s office where she worked as a nurse. This had been one of those days with just too much trauma and drama and she was exhausted, and looking forward to a glass of wine and a soak in the tub. She almost didn’t notice the blinking red light on her answering machine. She kept her land line strictly for business calls. Amy was a nurse by day, but an escort by night and it was much more lucrative than her daytime job. Reluctantly she listened, relieved somewhat that there was only one message. Ellen, her “director of services” as she preferred to be called, left the message with the enthusiasm of an excited teenager. “Amy, you’re not going to want to miss this one; he’s a widower, and says he doesn’t want much, but he wants someone tonight. He gave me a list of specifics, including some instructions. They don’t sound unreasonable, so I wrote them down and sent Kenny to drop the list into your mail slot this afternoon. He said it was strictly a sex related date and he agreed to pay DOUBLE without even asking any prices, Amy! I did the usual research and confirmed his name and address, so he should be safe. Good luck, and call me tomorrow!” Groaning her disappointment, Amy stepped back out into the hallway and opened her mailbox with her key. Mixed in with the electric bill and a bunch of sales fliers was a folded page that Ellen had delivered. Amy made a cup of tea, ...
    slipped off her shoes and sat down in the kitchen to read the list: She must have normal pubic hair, not shaved off or in any designs. She must not shower or bathe before she comes over. She must wear the same panties she has worn all day. Amy slapped the list onto the table, groaning with slight disgust. “Jeezus!” she gasped, “Another 70 year old pervert on Viagra probably.” She sipped her tea, stretched her legs out and rested her feet up on another chair as she continued to read: She must have long hair, any color, but wear it down. She must wear dark or bright red lipstick with matching fingernail polish. She must wear a white, tight blouse but no bra. She must wear a loose skirt that does not hug her curves, and it must be as short as possible. She must wear thigh high stockings, and heels that are comfortable. Sipping her tea again, Amy thought, “Well, although it seems he’s some sort of voyeur, wanting a trashy looking hooker, at least he’s willing to let me be comfortable.” The door will be unlocked; I will be waiting in the den, to the left down the hallway. Please ask her to arrive at 7:30 p.m. and tell her to rest assured that I will not require intercourse. Please thank her for coming and for honoring my wishes to the letter. Amy laid the paper on the table and gazed out her kitchen window, wishing she had other options but acknowledging that the money she was accumulating and investing would allow her the comfort she wanted when she grew older and could not attract men ...
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