A voyage of sexual discovery for the hot Hertfordshire girl

The tiny bedroom of the London flat seemed a world away from the exotic places that Jodie described and the erotic adventures that the sexy Hertfordshire girl had enjoyed. Everywhere she travelled she found a lover or two and allowed herself to be lost to the sensual and the physical, succumbing to even the most uncertain of advances. Having just had sex with the Russian sailor, the former cheap Hertfordshire escort had turned her attentions to a doe eyed young beauty on deck, though there was a sadness around the girl’s eyes which suggested that sex would not be on her agenda any time soon.

Jodie spoke to the girl and discovered that she was ‘discovering’ herself having split from a long term partner, a guy who didn’t ‘appreciate’ her and who would regularly cheat on her with hot Hertfordshire girls and just about any other passing piece of skirt. He had clearly broken her heart and when she said that she was ‘done with men’ Jodie suggestively asked “but not with women... I hope...” The flirting had the effect of bringing a smile to the elfin girl’s pretty face and Jodie began to think more positively of her chances of bedding the nubile young thing.

I looked at the sexy Hertfordshire escort as she related her tale, my ears attentive to her words but my eyes focussing on much more enjoyable material, her fine figure and long, smooth legs. I couldn’t help but mentally undress the girl and the busty escort babe knew exactly what she was doing when she hitched her skirt that little bit higher and loosened yet another button on her blouse. Her soft, pale breasts looked ravishing and I so desired the Hertfordshire girl but she just carried on with her story.

The tearful girl accepted Jodie’s offer of a drink in her cabin and they walked hand in hand back to the intimate space. There was a single bed, some shelving and a bedside table and that was that. There wasn’t an en-suite, if you wanted to bathe there was a communal shower just down the way but the guys on board had made it a habit of popping in for a shower just as Jodie had decided to bathe... They always claimed it was a coincidence of course but the Hertfordshire escort knew better.

Once in the cabin Jodie poured the girl a large whiskey and asked her name. She was called Lola and was ever so well spoken, her private education apparent after only a few moments of chatter. Her father was something in the city and her mother kept horses... She didn’t say much about her ex. But as Jodie inched ever closer to her as she prepared to make a pass, the words were just going in one ear and out the other...