The sexy Hertfordshire escort makes her move...

Jodie had an endless supply of sexy stories to tell and I envied the busty escort her acutely erotic experiences. Whilst the sexy visiting escort had been away on a spiritual retreat I had posed as her for a while, reinventing myself as a hot Hertfordshire escort and enjoying a number of intimate dates with some very exciting guys but my carnal encounters were not a patch on hers. I shouldn’t have been surprised as Jodie led a double life. Whilst she was a sought after outcall escort working for a Hertfordshire Escort Agency she also ran her own website which majored in the more extreme side of sex. Her fetish had been for bondage and the dominatrix was much in demand. I hadn’t been able to live up to her sexy high standards though and didn’t have the confidence to carry it off. I was more comfortable with providing a sensual massage and intimate companionship than putting myself out there and taking control.

The sexy Hertfordshire girl didn’t know that I had adopted her identity and I had deleted all of the calls and texts from the mobile she had left in our flat whilst she was away. I was tempted to tell her the truth and even more so because I wanted her to teach me, to show me how to be the ultimate courtesan, how to be confident in the bedroom, how to make a man’s fantasy a reality, his dating dreams come true. But then I also desired the hot Hertfordshire girl and having listened to her tales of illicit, erotic love I was all fired up inside, my desire threatening to engulf me if I had to hear another word...

I poured Jodie another glass of wine and settled down next to her, closer than before. She was an experienced lover and soon realised my intentions and when she did, in true Jodie fashion she took control. The busty escort put down her glass and turned to face me and I trembled under her gaze. I could feel a warmth in my groin, a passion and a need for sex that would not diminish. But still, Jodie just looked into my eyes, a soft and sensual look filled with promise and expectation. Then she reached out and held my hand, stroking my wrist before leaning forward and kissing me once, soft and wet on the lips. Her head moved back and she looked at me once more, confirming my lust for her before leaning in once more and kissing me again, this time her tongue licking at my lips and tongue. My tongue darted out to meet hers and her lips enveloped it and sucked, moving back and forth as if pleasuring the muscular hydrostat...