Girls in Demand

I tried hard to ignore Millie, partly out of respect for my ‘date’ Samantha but mainly because there was something about her that put the fear of god into me. She was sexually voracious, playing up to the gallery of guys who ogled her every move and lacking any of the usual self-consciousness or shyness I would have expected in a woman when she is in a room full of horny guys, each and every one hoping that they will be chosen to make love to her that night. What chance did I have with Millie when she was so much in demand? I wished that she was still working as an escort. Whatever her fee it would have been worth it to spend a few precious hours in her delicious and delectable company.

As Millie continued to perform and arouse, Samantha stayed on the knee of Millie’s supposed boyfriend. By now he was openly fondling her perfect behind and nibbles had turned into closed mouth kisses which in turn had morphed into full on deep throat action. I didn’t know where to look. I suddenly realised that the party was far from an innocent get together. Samantha and her friends clearly had a taste for the wild side and my mind ran riot as I contemplated the possibilities.

Should I stay and go with the flow or leave and book a Hertfordshire or Middlesex escort to keep me company during the long and lonely hours? Decisions, damn decisions!