Sex in Hertfordshire with a hot mystery girl

Vincent was a demanding lover yet sensitive to my needs. Somehow he had realised that I wasn’t one of the best escorts in Hertfordshire and that I was pretending to be the hot Hertfordshire escort, Jodie. Of course as a man I figured he wouldn’t care and in fact because I was a ‘date’ rather than a hot escort he could woo me and seduce me without compunction, until I could resist his advances no longer and succumbed to the seduction. I found him charismatic and charming, whilst at the same time there was something of the night about him, an uncompromising toughness. He was certainly someone that you didn’t want to mess with.

When he had finished ravishing my young body we lay side by side on the king sized bed in the hotel room, breathing heavily and our bodies soaked in sweat from the lusty session we had enjoyed. He had explored every inch of my willing body and had taught me all sorts of things about carnal desire and about sexual positions and techniques. I felt like I was getting a crash course in love making with a maestro, a skilled practitioner of the karma sutra and with an intimate knowledge of what made a woman tick. Though in my early twenties and having had a sex filled time at University he was the best lover that I had experienced, the most uninhibited, the most patient and by far the most well endowed. He took what he wanted uncompromisingly yet at the same time he made sure that I enjoyed several mind blowing orgasms.

“So, mystery hot Hertfordshire girl, who are you and where is Jodie? I was told that she was the sexiest and best escort in Hertfordshire so have I had to settle for second best taking you on a date?” He said this with a glint in his eye and the hint of a smile at the corner of his thin lipped mouth. I thought he looked like an older and more dangerous Daniel Craig...

“I don’t know where Jodie is. She left her phone in the flat that we share. You called and I answered. I’m not a Hertfordshire escort for hire, I’m a nurse from the local hospital. I just thought it would be fun to be Jodie, I guess. She has such a fun life and I work all the time...”

“And has it been fun?” he asked, a twinkle in his eye and his erection making a comeback... I could see that we were about to enjoy another innings and his hands made their inevitable way back on to my breasts as we spoke...

“Yes” I said and climbed on top of him, straddling his manhood and preparing to enjoy the ride of my young life...

Next time, Debbie aka ‘Jodie’ discovers the depths of Vincent’s depravity and reacts lustily as her fantasy becomes a dark and dangerous reality in another Silk Stocking Story, only from Hertfordshire escorts.