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When Jodie awoke from her deep slumber I was in the shower and getting ready to go to work. Whilst I had long since harboured ambitions of working as a visiting escort, and busty escort Jodie had said that she could get me a place on the books of Hertfordshire visiting escort services I was still not sure if it was the right thing for me. Whilst I knew that I was attractive – and certainly the carnal adventures I had enjoyed whilst in character as Jodie had been eye opening and incredibly erotic  - I found myself drawn more and more to Jodie’s secret world of illicit sex with strangers where power and control was everything. Jodie was yet to tell me the details of her soiree into secret sexual encounters with men who enjoyed being dominated but I was determined to ask her when the opportunity arose. In fact I hoped that I could take on her online identity if she did decide to go back on the road and travel.

In the meantime I still had the day job at the hospital though it begun to bore me silly. I was fed up with the red tape and the lack of staff and resources, the constant drudgery which got in the way of real care for patients and the ever changing political agenda which meant that you never knew where you were from one day to the next. I could certainly see the attractions of Jodie’s lifestyle where the sexy blonde escort could pick and choose when she was working...

I took her a cup of hot tea and a couple of slices of toast and sat on the bed next to her, admiring the swell of her breasts and the delicious angles of the hot escort’s shoulder blades. Jodie’s curves were a work of erotic art in themselves and I realised that should I decide to follow in her footsteps I would have to do some serious working out. It’s not that I was really overweight or anything, it was just that she was so perfect. Any client booking Jodie for a sensual massage was in for a real treat let me tell you.

Jodie smiled at me – that adorable smile of hers with its hints of dark delights to come, a promise of pleasure implicit in her look – and my heart melted once more. I desired the nubile beauty but I didn’t have time to act on my thoughts as yet again time and life had conspired to deny me the one thing I wanted most of all... It was a long and dreary journey to work, my sexual frustration ever growing with each mile travelled.