Sexy secret of the Hertfordshire escort

I wondered just how long it would be before Jodie was once more off on her travels, enjoying illicit liaisons with sexy strangers all over the world. The busty escort had made a name for herself at Hertfordshire Visiting Escort Services as a girl who always went the extra mile to make her clients happy. Her sensual massages were legendary and she had a devoted clientele of appreciative men – and women – who wanted nothing more than to spend time in her alluring company. Her vivacious personality, friendly manner and of course her ravishing and nubile body made the blonde escort every man’s first choice for a sexy date.

I had impersonated the busty escort on three occasions when she had been away. I discovered that Jodie had a dark side, far removed from the outgoing and fun loving girl that we all knew and loved at Hertfordshire escorts. Jodie ran a personal website which offered her services to men who enjoyed spending ‘quality time’ in the company of a dominatrix and on finding the site I have to admit that I did a search of her belongings and discovered her hidden stash of costumes, sex toys and bondage gear. The method of meeting up for a date was simple: her clients would merely text her a code word and a meeting point and she would go to their hotel and ply her trade. On her return I had asked her about it and she revealed to me that she really enjoyed that whole scene having first been introduced to it by a friend of hers who went by the name of the mistress of bondage would you believe... The whole thing had struck a chord with me for some unknown reason and I had gladly played out the fantasy with men who thought they were booking Jodie. Thankfully all of the guys I met had contacted Jodie on the recommendation of friends or via bondage message boards where various guys would extol the virtues of the ravishing Hertfordshire girl.

The whole thing had been very exciting and I was tempted to take on the persona once more if Jodie did indeed resume her travels, the lure of new carnal adventures too strong for the girl to resist. For now I held the sexy woman in my arms as she snoozed on the sofa, oblivious to the world and its worries... Sleeping she looked a picture of innocence, rosy cheeked and relaxed, a world apart from the fierce and sexual animal that she would become when fulfilling the fantasies of her many admirers as well as her own. I envied and admired the girl; her confidence was incredibly attractive and alluring. I would have loved to have been her.