2nd November 2011
I was a hot Hertfordshire girl, in silhouette against the summer haze, standing before romantic French windows and stepping into silk stockings and yet Vincent had not blinked an eye. Instead he had stood and gazed in my direction, as if he were mentally undressing me but containing his passion for what was to come. I felt aroused, incredibly stimulated wondering what carnal delights Vincent had in store. He was a strong and commanding, charismatic man and he had a secret – his tastes bordered on the dark side of sex, with bondage and domination his bag. As the sexy Hertfordshire escort Jodie I too shared his tastes – as the innocent accident and emergency nurse Debbie I had entertained no such notions and in fact my sexual encounters, though not infrequent had been relatively tame and mainstream, even if I was a sexy Hertfordshire girl I had not had the confidence to make the most of the possibilities that had arrayed themselves before me.
Since I had taken on the guise of one of the best escorts in Hertfordshire though I had had my eyes opened and I had allowed myself to bathe in sexual excess and illicit encounters. My new found sexual freedom had liberated me somehow and I had found myself enjoying the most glorious of orgasms as I submitted to strong men who wanted to use my body for their sexual satisfaction. I wondered how the Hertfordshire escort Jodie would feel if she knew I had adopted her naughty persona and was taking her place in a world of carnal delights. She was on a spiritual voyage of discovery, at a retreat in Tibet, alongside Buddhist monks and reciting incantations and prayers, a spiritual, emotional and physical voyage of discovery.
Well my odyssey was also spiritual, emotional and oh so physical and I could feel the desire welling up inside of me as I left the room and crossed to the elaborate, ornate wooden stair case before descending to the unknown pleasures that awaited me below. I couldn’t help thinking that I was descending a level in a sexual version of Dante’s inferno and that Vincent was the devil himself and somehow this thought served only to embolden me further and ignite an even deeper desire within my firm, hot Hertfordshire girl’s body...
I walked into the dining room and was taken aback. There were three other guests joining us for dinner, two men and one young beauty of oriental features. She was a stunning girl and I envied her incredibly taut torso, her flowing straight black hair and her long, lithe limbs. She moved with a grace and a poise that exuded confidence and sensuality. And she looked at me with eyes filled with desire. I wondered if we would be putting on a show for the lusty men?
More fun with the sexy Hertfordshire girls tomorrow...