… cos he had a sexy BMW, a stunning wide-pinstripe suit, gorgeous brogues and a hot baby blue shirt with white collar and cuffs. Oh, and the cufflinks… they sealed the deal.
He was a young client – only 30-something. He met me at a small motel which he payed for over and above tipping me. He was the perfect Hugh Grant. Slimey, selfish and oh-so irresistible! And whats more, he took half the time he payed for and didn’t even actually have sex with me!
It was a thrilling call. Being in the motel reception as he arrived I knew I looked like a hooker. I was wearing black fishnets and a short pink coat and pink heels. My lipstick shouted ’scarlet woman’. And as soon as he had checked in I joined him outside the reception door and we walked to our room.
The only problem with the entire session was his slightly over zealous interest in my nipple. He bit, sucked and pulled visciously at the rings. I didn’t tell him to stop because for the price he was paying I thought he deserved to be a bit rough if he wanted to. He enjoyed it and that’s what matters when you get a client like him – he has said he will want to see me again 
Shame is that I only just realised how much he’d ripped my left nipple. There’s no way it’ll heal around the ring so I had to take the ring out. Which then meant (partly because I have OCD and partly for looks) that I had to take out the ring on the other side too. I quite like my nipples without the rings in, and the piercings have been playing up a bit recently. One less health and safety hazard eliminated!
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