My next customer came via a group called “Hot Escorts”. He was posting in group chat, that he was looking for an escort for sexual role play. I found that very intriguing and IMed him.
A German man. Made it even easier as German is my native language.
He told me that he is more the passive part, rather shy to start with.
“Do have an idea for a setting that fits this?” He inquired.
Yes I did. He paid my fee of 2.000 L$ an hour and we started the role play.
The Story: Sex Encounter in the Hotel Essencia
We are two colleagues working in sales for an Internet company. I was his superior who had to travel to see a potential client to do a sales pitch. He a designer, she took with her to the appointment.
I booked a hotel in the area where the client was located. Hence we would stay overnight and attend the business appointment early next morning.
We arrived by taxi at the Hotel Essencia (one of the finer hotels in Second Life, got that tip from my colleague Jessica. Apparently she is some kind of Second Life hotels expert).
When we arrive at the reception I said: “You know what, find the bar, we should have a drink first before we go to the rooms”. So he did.
The reason I didn’t want him to come with me for check in, is that I didn’t reserve two rooms but only one. I had a plan.
“I have a reservation from SLA Media on the name Michelle Resident”, I said to the girl on the counter.
“Yes, a junior suite for two person, here is your key Miss Resident, have a nice stay”, she promptly answered.
I went to the bar and saw my designer enjoying a cold beer. I ordered one myself.
“Jochen”, I addressed him and continued: “There is a reason why I have chosen you to come with me on this trip. You remember Dirk? I took him with me last time, but he didn’t understand what is required. So this time I have chosen you, maybe you understand what I need”.
“I don’t understand Miss Resident”, he replied, “Dirk is an excellent designer, what can I do better than him?”
“Ok, let me put it this way, I enjoy combining business and fun, when I am travelling, he didn’t understand that concept. Obviously that wasn’t really helpful for his career. Now it is your turn”, I said with tongue in cheek.
He replied: “I don’t really understand what you mean Mrs. Resident. It’s maybe because I am really tired from the flight, I will talk to my wife and then go to bed, it will be a hard day tomorrow”.
He stood up as his mobile telephone rang and excused himself, he had to talk to his wife.
I said: “Ok no problem, I go to my room”.
So I did. A bit later he rang me on the phone asking: “Mrs Resident, what is my room number actually?”.
“”Go to room 301, the door is open”, I replied.
You know where this is going don’t you? Yes. I was waiting in sexy underwear in room 301, the only one I had reserved. He entered the room and saw me sitting half naked on the bed moving my hips seductively and smiling at him.
“What are you doing Mrs. Resident?”, He looked at me and I noticed his pants getting to small for his erection. “Mrs, I am a married man, I can not do what I think you want me to do”.
I replied: “Oh come on, she will never find out, unless you tell her and that would be silly, I can see you also are excited about this. Do it for your carrier, this is what is expected from time to time”.
He still was very hesitant and said: “Ok, if we just touch each other, but nothing more, I would not be unfaithful, right?”
“yes”, I said, “ lets just mutually masturbate, that is totally fine”. Without hesitation I opened his pants and took his big cock in my hand, messaged him, made him rock hard.
Once i started to suck his cock, he lost all of a sudden all his inhibitions, took my panties off and could no longer resist to fuck me.
Afterwards we agreed never to tell anybody in the office or else.
That was an interesting one. Very hot and will probably to be continued. I already have several ideas how to continue this story.
Stay tuned.
A Few Days Later
Yet another guy wanted a plot with his sex. I told him about this story and suggested a continuation. He was excited about the idea and paid me my fee of 2.000 L$ for an hour .
The Story Continues: Michelle is getting blackmailed
A Few Days Later
I checked the post in the office. The usual: Invoices, promotions, nothing special. But one bigger envelope with no sender disclosed. I opened it very curious. What could that be?
I was shocked when I held those photographies in my hand. They showed me and my colleague in the Essencia Hotel – explicit photos of the two of us in explicit positions. On one I am giving him a blowjob and on the other he fucked me , our faces being clearly identifiable.
For a moment I smiled thinking about our little sex adventure on that business trip. But hey, Mitch, this is serious, I said to myself.
There was a note between the pictures which read:
“If you don’t want your entire company to see these pictures, come and see at the address below, tomorrow 3.00 PM. Be on time!”
Obviously, I got blackmailed.
Anxious to get this out of my life, I went to the place indicated in the note. I took an envelope with me, with an amount I can afford to pay for those pictures. I was sure he wants me to pay for them.
The door to the room was open. I sneaked into it and looked around subsciously. Then I saw him, a big muscular black guy in jeans and a hoodie. Quite handsome actually. The thought of paying him with sex crossed my mind.
“Hello Michelle”, he said grinning. “I was awaiting you, glad you followed my invitation.”
“Invitation?” I snapped. “You are blackmailing me. Ok, let’s cut a long story short. How much do you want for the photos. And how do I know that there no more copies of them somewhere?”
“ I don’t want your money. Instead you will do something for me. You will do exactly what I am telling you and if you leave the room before I allow you too, those pics will make the round.”
“And what is that, what I am supposed to do?” I inquired.
“To start with take your fancy leather pants off:”
At that moment I knew where this was going. He wanted to fuck me. I realized that I could keep my money if I simply have him his way with me. Honestly, I am a sales bitch. Ff I have the choice between losing money or getting used, I take the later.
He made me stand in front of him and made me take off my cloth, piece by piece. It was strangely arousing to little by little being forced into exposing my sexy body to a total stranger.
He took off his cloth too. I saw his huge cock already firmly erected.
I took the initiative and kneeled in front of him, started to wank his cock, massaging it up and down. Finally licked its head in small circles.
He got extremely excited when I finally took his cock in my mouth, treating it with my tongue and starting to eagerly suck on it.
“Oh my god,“ he said in excitement, “This is better than I imagined, you are such a good bitch, little black whore.”
When I realized how horny he is and how easy to please, I intesified working his cock, letting it slide through my wet lips, over and over again, getting faster until he finally exploded cumming in my mouth.
I swallowed all of it in front of him.
“You can go for now,but I don’t think to give you the pics yet. I wanted to fuck you and you made me cum before I had a chance too.”
I was thinking for a moment. Looking at him. I had a naughty, malicious yet sexy plan.
Then I said:
“Ok, I have an idea. You can keep the pictures. Yes. Keep them. Here is the deal: You don’t do anything with them, other then what I tell you to do. I might used them actually myself. In return you get to fuck every time I get what I want using the pictures. A win win situation isn’t it?”
“What have you got in mind you naughty little bitch?”
“You will find out soon, I’ll give you a call.”
I left the hotel room with a smile on my face.
For those who would enjoy playing a plot with me:
Simply send me an IM with your ideas and we see what we can work out together.
Bring a bit of money of course.
Michelle
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