Illicit liaisons of the naughty Hertfordshire girls

There had been an unusually long wait for my next call in the guise of Jodie but when it came it sounded just perfect as a way of introducing my bi-sexual friend Sandy into the world of fantasies and illicit liaison. The man introduced himself as Frederic but said that I could call him Freddy. He had a little place in the country and he liked to indulge in some fun and games every now and then, when his wife was out of the country on business.

I enquired as to the nature of his sexual proclivities and he told me that he liked to indulge in a spot of voyeurism, his words. He had a very posh accent and I guessed his age to be around fifty or so. He also sounded confident and strong minded, as though he had always been in a position of power and was used to giving instructions. He then added that he liked his girls to dress a certain way, long strings of pearls, sexy lingerie including black stockings and suspenders. And most important of all he liked his sexy young girls to dance provocatively for him, providing a saucy and sensual striptease. It was essential that I was able to dance suggestively and sexily, he stressed.

I asked Frederic if he would be happy if I brought along another girl as I thought this would be the perfect introduction to the world of my hobby. I knew that Sandy was a highly sexed and sexual, sexy Hertfordshire girl and we had already spent the night together enjoying raunchy and horny sex but was she able to perform on a date with a lusty man?

Sandy had initially spoken to me about the escort agency and whether Hertfordshire visiting escort services was on the lookout for any new busty escorts. I had told her yes and suggested she visit Barnet escorts or Hatfield escorts for a chat. But after I had enjoyed her nubile and erotic body I had wondered if she would like to join me in my nocturnal activities where I sought out new sexual experiences and gave a man whatever he desired. My ability to understand a man’s needs and to perfectly match the fantasy that was stored in his head was becoming legendary and I would often get a call from a man who had been referred to me by someone else. For my part I got off on being the sexual chameleon, able to transform myself into the object of any man’s affections instinctively, as if second nature.

I could hear the joy in Frederic’s voice as he mulled over my suggestion and then said that my idea was just perfect. We agreed a time and he gave me the directions to his place. I could feel the adrenalin coursing through my veins as I contemplated the sexy evening ahead.