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The Escort
by Miss Senses (the4senses@yahoo.com)

***

A need for something different and an offer on the 
table. (MF, rom)

***

Vanessa stood in front of the mirror while leaning over 
the sink as she pressed her colored lips together. One 
of those stretchy, short 90's style dresses hugged her 
every curve. A scoop neckline and plunging backless 
view made room for nothing more than her smooth skin 
that would slide against it. She tugged at her dress 
while sliding her feet into the white dancing flats 
that she loved to wear. 

It was Friday night and Vanessa's favorite local hang 
out, "Swacks", was going to be packed. It was always 
the first place to hit for Sean and Jen but, if the DJ 
didn't play the right music or the band didn't rock, 
they would drag Vanessa all over town until the right 
club was found.

Sean was a divorced and a semi-good looking kinda guy. 
Extremely picky, always looking for that certain kind 
of woman, but never keeping it a secret that Vanessa 
was the one he wanted. Vanessa wasn't interested, 
especially since Sean wasn't her type. He was looking 
for marriage material and she wasn't ready to settle 
down, or so she thought. Jen was a free spirit. 
Boyfriends came and went, but she always came back to 
Nick. 

Jen's mother warned her away from Nick, stating that he 
was too reckless, but that made her want him even more. 
From Vanessa's point of view Nick was the perfect 
catch. Jen always looked happy around him and Nick made 
her the center of his attention. Vanessa remained 
single by choice, with too many dead end relationships. 
Trying to mold herself into what they wanted was 
against everything she believed in. This was the third 
year without a boyfriend and she had no intention of 
finding one. Sean and Jen loved teasing her about it, 
but were shocked when she actually stuck to it and 
never gave in. 

Vanessa walked in the kitchen, looking at the clock 
just as the phone began to ring. "Hello...?" she 
answered.

"Are you ready yet?" Sean asked, impatient as ever.

"Aren't you going to say hello first?" she laughed. 
"You must really need to get out tonight," she said 
with a smirk.

"Hello! And yeah, I really need to be around some women 
tonight." he said laughing. "I can't remember the last 
time one brushed up against me," he said, teasingly.

"Well then, get your ass over here and pick me up! It's 
your turn to drive tonight," she said, waiting for him 
to put up a fight. A one or two drink minimum wasn't 
something he liked to do.

"Okay, but I'm already out in front of your place. So 
it is you that needs to move your ass!" Sean added, 
chuckling.

Looking out the window, Vanessa could see him smile, 
waving from his car window. "Be there in a flash!" she 
said, hanging up the phone Grabbing her wallet-size 
purse off the table, she turned on one light before 
shutting the front door behind her.

Arriving at the club, the music was heard from the 
street. The loud bass mixed with the laughter coming 
from the parking lot as groups of people headed toward 
the door. Getting there early meant no lines and Jen 
hated lines so she always beat Vanessa and Sean to the 
club, usually with a drink already in her hand. The 
same familiar bouncer stood at the door as his smile 
got wider while Vanessa and Sean approached him. 

"Hey you guys! Try not to have too much fun!" the 
bouncer said, his typical response when seeing them. 

"Yeah, you know us." Sean spoke up, giving him a slap 
to the shoulder as Vanessa smiled while he stamped her 
wrist.

The fans were on full blast as Vanessa looked up at the 
ceiling. "It's going to be a hot one tonight," she 
smiled, looking out across all the people that had 
already flooded the dance floor. 

Pulling Vanessa's hand, Sean led her to a table and sat 
down. A waitress approached them promptly with a big 
smile. 

"What can I get you guys?" She leaned into Sean, trying 
not to yell in his ear. Sean glanced over at Vanessa as 
she grinned deviously holding four fingers up. 

"Two B-52's and two white Russians." he said, turning 
back to Vanessa as the waitress left, holding the tray 
over her head. Vanessa scanned the dance floor then 
spotted Jen pressed tightly up against Nick. One of her 
hands gripped the back of Nick's neck, looking down 
between them where their bodies met. A drink was in the 
other hand, hovering just above Nick's shoulder while 
his hands roamed down over Jen's jean shorts.

"Uhh, oh, looks like Jen is going to have a little 
company tonight," Vanessa said, bumping Sean's arm and 
then pointing in the direction they stood.

"I don't get those two," Sean added, rolling his eyes.

"Why? He digs her, she digs him. What's the problem?" 
Vanessa asked with a questionable look.

"They're so off and on all the time. That would drive 
me nuts!" he answered finally, still staring at them on 
the dance floor.

"It's almost the perfect arrangement. Whenever Jen 
needs him, Nick is there," she said, with a little 
justification. "They see other people, but they don't 
get into each others personal issues," she added.

"Oh, so you're saying Jen is just using him for sex?" 
Sean laughed, almost hanging his tongue out of his 
mouth as he took a second look at them. He watched 
Nick's hands, slowly sliding down over Jen's body, 
squeezing her by the cheeks. Nick's serious stare spoke 
volumes from where Sean sat as he bit at the edge of 
Jen's chin.

"Actually, Nick is in it for the same reason." Vanessa 
smiled, wishing for the same sort of arrangement. She 
suddenly got lost in thought during the conversation. 
"Almost like an escort, only you're not paying for the 
sex." she thought to herself, her teeth pressed against 
her lip. Jen bent back as her hair hung just above the 
dance floor. Nick's mouth came down greeting her partly 
covered breast while sticking his tongue out, paving a 
wet streak all the way up to her ear.

"That's not much of a relationship." Sean leaned into 
Vanessa's shoulder giving her a nudge.

"I call that a no bullshit relationship!" she smiled 
and then laughed, trying to find the flaw in it.

"Which is exactly what you're into!" Sean quickly 
added, poking her in the ribs with his finger.

"I'm going steady with my vibrator! I would love to 
have what Jen has just for one month!" Vanessa gave him 
a small punch at his side, making contact with his ribs 
as she put her hands up, ready for Sean to grab her.

Sean rolled his eyes in disbelief and then turned as 
the waitress walked up, setting the drinks down on the 
table in front of them. Sean dropped his credit card on 
her tray, telling the waitress to run a tab. Vanessa 
continued to watch Nick and Jen as his hands continued 
to slide along her curves. Jen tilted her head up, 
looking into Nick's eye's as though she was telling him 
exactly how the night would end. People danced and 
occasionally bumped into them, never breaking the 
heated stare they shared between them.

Vanessa looked down, taking the shot glass in her hand 
and hoping the drinks would help her forget how much 
she wanted that kind of attention. With a wink to Sean, 
she placed her teeth at the edge of the shot glass, 
throwing her head back. Slamming the empty glass down 
in front of them, she wiped the corners of her mouth 
while standing up and tugging at her dress. 

"It's time to dance!" Vanessa said, walking toward Jen 
on the dance floor.

Sean didn't dance. In fact, he absolutely hated it. He 
was all too happy to hang out, holding onto the table 
so no one would take it. 

"Say hi to Jen for me!" he said with a smile, watching 
Vanessa jiggle to the music as she walked away. Sean 
studied the dance floor as Jen spotted Vanessa. With 
surprise, she wrapped both her arms around Vanessa's 
neck as Nick moved back. With a quick smile, Nick then 
leaned back in, kissing the side of Vanessa's cheek as 
they began talking over the loud music. Jen laughed as 
her mouth dropped open while she turned, looking in 
Sean's direction. Holding her drink up, she blew him a 
kiss and then waved. Sean smiled, waving back as Nick 
held his hand up giving his head a quick nod.

The dirty dancing began as Nick danced along side Jen 
and Vanessa. Watching them closely, bumping into one 
another with their hips crashing, making contact, 
almost knocking each other over. Nick laughed, then 
suddenly grabbed Jen and spun her around as he looked 
over her shoulder at Vanessa. Jen's back now flat 
against his chest, seductively he flattened his hand 
across her tummy. A small tug pulling her back, Jen's 
cheeks pressed up against his sex. Vanessa smiled at 
them moving to the beat while getting closer and closer 
until her breasts were almost touching Jen's. Reaching 
underneath Jen's arm, Nick grabbed for Vanessa's hand 
as he pulled her around behind him. Her back now 
pressed against his as Vanessa began to slide down, 
rubbing against his hard ass. Bending her knees deeply, 
she crawled up and down his back while she rocked to 
the music. 

Looking out across the crowded dance floor, Vanessa 
spotted an attractive man. Leaning against the bar, he 
held a conversation with the guy sitting next to him. 
He almost looked out of place with his matching jacket 
and pants. A white button up shirt was left partly open 
at the top, showing his muscular build. Vanessa 
continued to dance against Nick while watching his body 
language. A sexy woman approached him, making a slight 
hand movement as he smiled shaking his head. The woman 
walked away looking wounded as he turned back to the 
guy next to him while taking another drink out of his 
glass. Over the next hour or so Vanessa watched as one 
woman after the next approached him, but with no 
success. He still remained at the bar. 

"Hmmm, all of them were attractive," she thought to 
herself.

Jen reached for Vanessa's arm. "What's his story?" she 
asked with curiosity. "You know him or somethin'?"

"No, we've never met," Vanessa yelled back at Jen as 
she watched her eye's squint, feeling the pressure in 
her ears.

"He looks shy," Jen added as Nick smacked her on the 
ass, trying to get her attention.

"No, I don't think so. It's something else," Vanessa 
said, studying him.

"Go ask him to dance, I bet he'll turn you down too!" 
Jen laughed as she turned to face Nick, planting a big 
kiss onto his lips.

Vanessa walked across the crowded dance floor, leaving 
Nick and Jen as they continued to kiss each other, 
distracted by no one. A few feet from the bar, Vanessa 
could see his elbows set at the top of the bar with the 
heel of his foot hanging off the bar stool behind him. 
His smile was warm and inviting, nothing about him 
looked shy. 

Reaching the bar, she spotted another guy just a foot 
away. Reaching her hand out, she tapped him on the 
shoulder. 

"Wanna dance?" she asked, as he turned slightly, 
stopping his conversation with the guy standing next 
him. 

"Yeah, sure! I'm Joey," he said quickly, handing his 
drink to his friend. 

"Vanessa, great to meet ya," she said, then turned her 
sights back to the bar. And for one brief moment, 
Vanessa locked eyes with him. Joey grabbed her hand, 
pulling her toward the dance floor. 

"What a smile, too bad we weren't somewhere else, 
instead of this bar," Vanessa said to herself with her 
smile just flirting with him as she finally looked 
away.

The last dance of the night and Vanessa was ready to 
go. Walking back to the table, Nick and Jen hung on 
each other laughing at something as she arrived. 

Slipping her arm around Sean's shoulder. "It's time to 
get out of here." Vanessa said while looking over at 
Jen. Grabbing Nick's arm, Jen wrapped it around her 
waist as she smiled wildly. It was a dead giveaway that 
she was leaving with Nick. 

"Alright let's go," Sean said, giving Nick a quick hand 
shake. 

"Great to see you guy's again," Nick added.

One last glance around the bar and he was gone. Vanessa 
wondered if she'd ever see him again. 

"Hey, you guys, before you leave," Sean spoke up as 
Nick and Jen turned around. "BBQ, my house! Tomorrow, 
12 noon and don't be late!" Sean said firmly. 

"We'll be there!" Nick and Jen waved as they walked 
away. 

"Okay babe, you ready? You need your sleep tonight. 
Can't have you hung over tomorrow. A great friend of 
mine is coming that I want you to meet," Sean said, 
wrapping his arm around Vanessa, grabbing her as she 
laughed, almost falling into him. 

"Yup! You're drivin'," Vanessa laughed, pinching his 
chin in her hands. "Just don't try to set me up with 
him!" she added as they headed for the door. 

"Oh, don't worry, he's not the marrying type!" Sean 
laughed and gave her a squeeze, holding her upright. 

"Perfect!" Vanessa said, smiling back at him.

***

The sunlight shined through the blinds as Vanessa felt 
the sun touch her skin. A big, slow sigh left her lips, 
feeling the cooled sheets at the other side of the bed 
with that familiar empty feeling. Placing her hand at 
top of the pillow, she pulled it down between her legs 
while pushing another under her chin. Opening her eyes, 
feeling a little pressure at her temples, she 
remembered the drinks from last night as she turned to 
look at the clock. 11:30 am. 

"Ohhh, shit. The BBQ!" she said out loud, stumbling out 
of bed and racing to the shower. Turning the shower on 
as hot as she could stand it, quickly she washed her 
hair, face and body. Grabbing the towel off the rack, 
she dried off then wrapped it tightly around her head. 
She streaked down the hall running toward the bedroom 
as her feet squeaked against the wood floors. Leaning 
over her clothes basket, she grabbed a bright tank top 
laying it on the bed. The towel fell to the floor in a 
heap, sliding from her wet head as she pulled the snug 
tank top down over her breasts. Then the phone rang.

"I'll be right there," she said, without saying hello, 
knowing it was Sean on the other end of the line.

"Don't even think about being late!" Sean said, 
sharply.

"Who's late? I still have time!" she paused, quickly 
pulling her panties up, careful not to make any sound. 
"I'll be there, trust me," she laughed, trying to cover 
up the sound of the zipper on her shorts.

"Quit playing with your vibrator and get your ass over 
here," Sean said, being a smart ass. "You're breathing 
so heavy into the phone." he added, teasingly.

"You wish!" she said, almost barking at him. "I ran 
down the hallway to catch the phone," trying to 
convince him otherwise.

"You'll have to do a test so I can tell the 
difference," he said, challenging her.

"Are you going to keep talking to me, or let me drive 
over?" she said, finally. Vanessa remembered the last 
time Sean kissed her. He just drove right through 
without ever letting her come up for air. Telling Sean 
to take it slow never worked. The further his tongue 
went down her throat the more he liked it. In the long 
run, they were much better at being friends.

"Why don't you just put it close to the phone, let me 
hear it buzz, so I-" he went on, continuing to tease 
her.

"Okay, Okay. I'm leaving now. I'm hanging up the 
phone," she said, cutting him off and dropping the 
phone back on the dresser.

She grabbed her swim suit and towel, tossing it into 
her beach bag. Walking over to the end table next to 
the bed, she laid her purse and keys that had fallen 
onto the floor. Picking them up, she tossed them onto 
her towel and headed for the bathroom. Dropping her bag 
at her feet, she looked in the mirror at her wet hair, 
she pumped a large amount of gel into the palm of her 
hand. 

"No need to do the hair, I don't have a date." she said 
out loud, looking into the mirror as she ran her 
fingers through it. Leaving the bathroom, throwing her 
bag over her shoulder, she slipped into her flip flops 
while walking out the door.

The front door to Sean's was wide open as she drove up 
hearing the music. She looked up again after pulling 
the keys out as Jen was seen jiggling in front of the 
entry way with her arms waving in the air. 

"Hurry up, woman!" Jen yelled, loud enough to hear. 

"Jen's ahead of me already," Vanessa thought, feeling 
her head hurt.

Walking up to the patio, Nick suddenly appeared, 
grabbing Jen away from the door. "It's about time you 
got here!" Nick said, with a snicker. 

Vanessa looked down at her watch. "I'm not that late. 
It's only 12:15 pm!" she laughed, rolling her eyes. 

"Yeah, you're late. I said 12 noon!" Sean said, walking 
up and holding out a beer. "Here, you might need this. 
How's that head feelin'?" he asked with a grin that 
kept getting bigger. 

"Oh, my head? Oh, it's fine." Vanessa coughed into her 
hand and then laughed, grabbing the beer from Sean. 

"Foods ready guys!" a man's voice came from deep into 
the house. 

Vanessa turned and put her arm around Jen's neck, 
pulling her away from Nick as she stuck her tongue out, 
looking back at him. They began to secretly catch up on 
Jen's night as they walked toward the back of the 
house. Pool tables, games and a full bar were just 
inside the sliding glass doors leading out to the large 
deck that Sean had built himself. A hot-tub that seated 
eight people sat over to the right with a large covered 
roof. A large BBQ-er, able to feed a large crowd, sat 
directly across from the tub as a man stood in front of 
it flipping the steaks. A few of Sean's friends were 
playing pool while others sat at the bar. 

"Did ya stock up for today Sean?" one of the guys said, 
after sinking the eight ball into a pocket. 

"Why? You guys playing for drinks?" Sean chuckled, 
walking out onto the back patio. Vanessa took a big 
drink off her beer, after feeling her head pulse a 
little from the music which was loud enough to bother 
her ears. 

Looking at the hot-tub. "Okay, it's time to get wet!" 
Vanessa looked at Jen with a big smile. 

"Your sooooo right!" Jen said, pulling her away as Sean 
and Nick watched them disappear back into the house.

Time passed and both of the girls returned as they 
walked over, dropping their towels into the chairs next 
to the hot tub. Vanessa placed her beer at the edge of 
the tub while Jen held hers, slipping into the hot 
water up to her waistline. 

Sean walked up and leaned over the hot tub. "Are you 
girls hungry?" watching Vanessa's breasts peeking just 
above the bubbling water. 

"I'll take my steak after I get out, Sean." Jen spoke 
up catching Sean's gaze. "No, thanks, I'm fine Sean. I 
will have mine later." Vanessa said, grabbing her beer, 
taking another drink.

"Steaks are ready!" a guy's voice said, standing next 
to Sean. 

Vanessa felt a kick to her leg as she looked over at 
Jen then turned, spitting her beer out in front of her. 
Jen suddenly burst into laughter, as Vanessa started to 
cough, putting her hand in front of her mouth. 

"It's him." Her heart began to pound. Racing thoughts 
left her speechless as she stared down into the 
bubbling hot tub water, trying to hide the surprised 
look in her eyes.

"Ohhhkay, you're completely cut off," Sean spoke up, 
laughing along with Jen. 

"Get it down the wrong pipe?" he spoke again, with a 
sexy burning smile. 

"Zack, this is Vanessa. Vanessa, this is Zack." 

Sean rolled his eyes at her. "Hey Jack! I'm Jen!" 
looking away from Vanessa, still coughing. 

"Nice to meet you... Zack," Vanessa said, still 
clearing her throat. "Such deep blue eye's." she 
thought, looking directly at him.

"Nice to meet both of you." Zack didn't blink, staring 
at Vanessa.

"Okay, I'll take that steak, Zack," Jen broke the 
silence that suddenly followed the introductions.

"I'll leave it on the table for ya, Jen," he smiled, 
finally looking away from Vanessa. 

Jen climbed out of the hot tub and wrapped the towel 
around her waist as she sat down into the chair.

Over the next couple hours, Vanessa watched as Jen and 
Nick exchange a few kisses and some heavy eye contact 
which was no doubt leftover from the night they spent 
together. Zack played a few games of pool, winning his 
fair share, looking over in Vanessa's direction every 
so often with an interested smile. 

Vanessa came from the bathroom, changed out of her suit 
as she glanced out into the living room. Zack was 
draped over the couch with one leg hanging over the arm 
as his head rested back into the cushions of the couch. 
Jen sat in a love seat watching a game of pool as she 
spotted Vanessa, almost frozen at the wall leading out 
into the living room. 

"Is this the same guy?" Jen's lips moved with no sound, 
trying to keep it between them. 

Vanessa grinned wildly at her and then nodded. Coming 
away from the wall, she walked toward the door and out 
onto the back patio. Grabbing another beer out of the 
cooler, she crossed the lawn, sitting down onto the 
grass. Jen watched as Zack came to his feet, casually 
walking over to the cooler as he bent over grabbing 
another beer for himself and then with very little 
hesitation, followed Vanessa.

"Is this seat taken?" Zack said, towering over her, 
blocking the sunlight. 

"It's yours," Vanessa held her hand out and then 
crossed her arms over her knees. Zack sat down with a 
sigh of relaxation as he looked over and smiled. 

"Have fun last night?" he said, knowing Vanessa 
remembered him. 

"Yes, I did. I didn't see you out on the dance floor, 
though," she paused, still wondering why he never 
danced. 

"Just hangin' out with the guys last night. I didn't 
feel like going through all the small talk," he said, 
resting his head on his open palm while lying back down 
on his side comfortably. 

"I know what you mean," Vanessa sighed, looking back at 
him as she dropped back onto her elbows.

Jen suddenly came running out of the sliding glass 
doors laughing as Nick chased her down, climbing on top 
of her, and pinning her down into the grass. 

"I need an Escort," Vanessa said, under her breath. 
Nicks mouth came down as if he was going to kiss Jen 
deeply, but then pulled away. She kicked her feet in 
protest with her knees bumping into his back.

"Excuse me?" Zack said, his tone became curious as he 
sat up placing his hand into the grass, looking down at 
her.

"What?" Vanessa said, pretending.

"You said you needed an Escort. Just making sure I 
heard you right," his eyes widened with curiosity.

"Yea, I guess I did," she paused, trying to choose her 
next words carefully. "But I won't pay for sex." she 
said firmly.

"You wouldn't need to," he smiled, intensely. 

"Depends on how you look at it," Vanessa added, turning 
away from his smile, wondering what was racing through 
his mind.

"Relationship scene not working out for you huh?" he 
asked, smiling out of the corners of his mouth.

"Nope, it's not. I haven't been girlfriend to anyone in 
a long time, purely by choice. But, the sheets are just 
getting too damn cold," she giggled, looking up into 
his eye's. 

Zack's tongue slipped out, wetting his lips as he 
rolled over onto his elbows. Her breath was almost lost 
wondering how good his mouth would feel next to hers.

"So, do you want an escort in every sense of the word?" 
his question direct. 

Vanessa suddenly realized she was having a deep 
conversation with someone she hardly knew. "I can't 
believe I am telling you all this," she said, feeling a 
tingle at the base of her spine. Her nipples became 
hard, rubbing tightly against her tank top as she 
looked down, seeing them appear. "I told Sean last 
night. I would love to have what Jen and Nick have, 
just for one month. They have the perfect arrangement," 
she quickly added flipping over, now resting on her 
elbows next to him. His cologne began to fill her nose 
as they talked shoulder to shoulder. "Ohhh, god you 
smell so good," Vanessa thought to herself, crossing 
her ankles as she began to pull on one of her toes with 
the other.

"Answer the question." Zack said, pushing a little for 
an answer. His sexy voice changed his facial 
expressions as he turned his head, placing his cheek 
against his hand. His soft lips were parted as though 
he was just going to grab her and kiss her suddenly.

"Yes, all except for the money part of course," she 
said seriously, looking at him with heated eyes.

"Hire me," he said suddenly, with a smooth voice as he 
reached forward, tucking some of her hair behind her 
ear with his finger.

Suddenly, overwhelming sensations went through her 
body. "This can't be happening, she thought, almost 
wanting to shut her eyes in disbelief. "And what would 
your payment be?" she laughed, trying to make light of 
it. 

"Boring business dinners are more fun if you have a 
date, but I need a date that knows her place. Not a 
hassle or problem with embarrassment from her actions," 
he said seriously, without flinching.

He grabbed Vanessa's hand and lightly kissed at the top 
of her wrist. Vanessa stared into his eyes, unable to 
answer, almost feeling put on the spot.

"Think about it, Sean has my number. You will be able 
to reach me if you change you mind," he said, coming to 
his feet. 

Vanessa flipped over wrapping her arms around her 
knees. She watched Zack walk away then turn with one 
last smile, before walking through the sliding glass 
doors.

***

Vanessa sat in the grass with her chin to her knees, 
lost in thought. Sean stood at the sliding glass doors 
as a couple standing next to the BBQ-er walked toward 
him. Appearing to say goodbye, they passed him as Sean 
waved. A couple still soaking in the hot tub began to 
laugh as Vanessa could see them talking and kissing one 
another. The muffled and soft sounds of voices were 
heard as they were lost in their own entertainment. 

Vanessa came to her feet as she brushed the grass from 
her shorts and began to walk toward Sean. Seeing 
Vanessa approach him, Sean finished saying goodbye to 
the other couple.

"Thanks Sean, it was a lot of fun!" one of them said, 
shaking Sean's hand then leaving with his date.

"We will do it again soon!" Sean waved and then turned 
facing Vanessa as she reached his side. "Did you have a 
good time, Vanessa? You and Zack sure looked cozy." 
Sean said, putting his arm around her neck.

"Yea, he's a nice guy," she said, thinking about the 
last thing Zack said. "Hire me."

"Looked like you guys were having a serious 
conversation," Sean said, digging for information.

"Nah, just talking about dating and relationships," she 
said plainly.

"That's not a conversation you like to have," Sean 
hissed, squeezed her shoulder pulling her in for a hug.

"Only with you," she laughed, looking up at Sean as she 
gave him a punch to the ribs.

"Oh! That was cold. I'm hurt Vanessa," he laughed, 
partly leaning forward, grabbing her wrist.

"I'm going to take off, Sean. It was a great BBQ, 
thanks for the invite." Wrapping her arms around his 
neck, finally giving him a hug. Vanessa felt a squeeze 
as he returned the hug, lifting her off her feet.

"Okay, give me a call next time your ready to go out," 
he said, patting her on the back, dropping her back 
down onto her feet.

"You got it!" she said, walking away from him.

Vanessa walked through the sliding glass door as she 
approached the bar, leaning down just at the end of it 
and grabbing her beach bag. Digging for her key's, Sean 
walked around behind the bar as another couple sat 
talking and drinking. 

"You guy's need another?" Sean asked, looking at them 
both. 

The man held up two fingers and Sean turned grabbing 
two beers from the large cooler as he set them down on 
the table in front of them. 

"See ya, Sean." Vanessa threw her beach bag over her 
shoulder, pulled the front door open and then waved 
walking out.

A couple days pass...

Vanessa was standing in the bathroom brushing her 
teeth. Dropping the tooth brush to the sink's ledge, 
she turned off the light and headed down the hall. 
Leaning over, turning on the night stand light, she 
began to set her alarm clock. The notepad next to it 
read:

"Ski Shop, Dinner party. 7 pm. RSVP."

A long sigh left her lips. "That's tomorrow night!" she 
thought, grabbing it and opening the drawer to the 
night stand. Stopping just short of dropping it in, she 
stared at her vibrator. "I'm going steady with my 
vibrator." Her own words echoing in her head, 
remembering when she barked at Sean. She turned, sat 
down at the edge of the bed as she looked at the phone 
and then at the clock. Picking up the phone, she dialed 
Sean's number.

"Hey, you still awake?" Vanessa asked, knowing he was 
up late.

"Hi. What's up babe?" Sean asked. Vanessa could hear 
the TV on in the background.

"I need Zack's number. I forgot to get it from him 
before he left the BBQ. We were going to go out for a 
drink," she said, hoping Sean wouldn't ask any 
questions.

"Oh, a drink huh? Cool. Yeah, I have it, hang on a 
second." A long silence followed. "Here it is. 467-
8907," he said with a pause. "So, going to go out, 
huh?" wishing for more details.

"Yeah. Remember, he's the no relationship kinda guy," 
she laughed. "You said it yourself, it's perfect for 
me."

"Yeah, I did. Didn't I?" his voice sounded 
disappointed.

"Okay, I'm going to crash. A long day at work tomorrow 
and then this dinner party thing I am going to," she 
said, trying to rush off the phone.

"Goodnight babe, stay in touch, will ya?" Sean said 
finally.

"I will. Goodnight, Sean," hanging up the phone, 
Vanessa started to dial Zack's number. It rang and rang 
and rang. Just as she was about to hang up-

"Hello?" his sexy voice began to fill her ear.

"Zack?" Vanessa asked, knowing it was him.

"Yes," his voice changed a little. And with a big 
pause, Vanessa searched for the right words.

"You're hired," she blurted out. "I need an escort 
tomorrow for a dinner party. I'm sure this is too late 
of a notice," she quickly said, praying he wouldn't 
turn her down.

"Not at all. I happen to be free tomorrow," he paused, 
with a sound that seemed as though he was smiling. "And 
what time do I pick you up? Is there a dress code?" his 
questions were quick and all business like.

"6 pm. It's a causal party," she added. "When do you 
expect payment?" Vanessa laughed under her breath, 
almost feeling nervous.

"I have a meeting with new clients on Monday. That will 
be the perfect time, but we can discuss that later," he 
said, without hesitation.

"Great! See you tomorrow then. Oh wait, my address," 
she said, fumbling over her words. "2252 Greenhouse 
Road."

"See you then, Vanessa," he said, smoothly.

"Bye" The sudden feeling of it being so final. An 
unwritten contract, no money exchanged and no questions 
of the past or future. "It's almost too perfect," she 
thought.

The night drug on as she tossed and turned until 
daylight came. The clock hands never seemed to move at 
work as she repeatedly glanced up checking it. Zack's 
voice was stuck in her head, the feeling of his touch 
when he brushed the loose hair behind her ear. The car 
ride home was even longer, sitting in traffic at a 
street light. Only to hear a horn going off behind her, 
caught dreaming at a red light. 

Finally getting in the door, she dressed quickly 
finding everything she needed. The hair was perfect, 
make up was just right and she was done early. She 
began to pace like a school girl while talking to 
herself. Brushing her hand down over her khaki pants, 
she straightened the white sweater top with her 
shoulder being exposed on one side while she looked 
into the mirror. The door bell rang, she walked to the 
front door, standing there for a moment catching her 
breath.

"Hi, come on in," Vanessa said, looking into his blue 
eyes.

"Hey there, and how are you?" his inviting smile 
catching hers as he stepped inside. 

"Great and you?" shutting the door behind her, his back 
still toward her. Dropping her eyes down, she stopped 
and watched as his cheeks moved against the soft 
material of his pants.

"Glad to be off work," he said, keeping up the small 
talk, turning to catch her eyes.

"Would you like something to drink?" she quickly looked 
up. "We are a little early." heading toward the 
kitchen.

"I don't need anything to drink," he said softly, 
catching her wrist in his hand, stopping her short from 
walking any further. His fingers slipped between hers 
while he turned, standing behind her.

"Why don't you tell me what you want," his lips only 
inches away from her ear.

"I...I don't know," she sighed, his hand slid up the 
back of her neck, threading into her hair.

"I think you do and it's not a dinner party with a 
bunch of people," he said flatly.

The heat radiated from Zack's body. Anticipation coiled 
in her breasts as his hands slid up her arms, fingers 
just tickling outside of her sweater. She could feel 
him, hidden behind his pants with his body pressed 
behind her. The muscles inside her pussy tightened with 
her lips and tongue beginning to throb. She wanted him 
to kiss her and Zack knew it. He squeezed her shoulders 
then turned her toward him.

"I'm going to kiss you, but if you still wish to go, we 
will," he said, dropping his voice almost to a whisper. 

Vanessa's heart slammed against her ribs as she looked 
up into his eyes. His hands came up and cradled her 
jaw, softly sinking the tips of his fingers into the 
edge of her hairline. 

"Your eye's burn with need," he said lustfully, lowered 
his head as he lightly licked her lips, tongue, silky 
tease of liquid fire. "I will kiss you again and again 
until you ask me to taste you, lick you, tongue you and 
then penetrate you." he said with promising words. 

"With your tongue?" Vanessa spoke, barely able to make 
the words come out. He released her head, grasping her 
right hand then dragged it between them and closed her 
fingers around the trapped throbbing flesh that she 
wanted so much. 

"With this," he said with a husky voice. 

His mouth molded around hers as he slipped his tongue 
ever so slowly into her mouth. The slow pleasure of it 
causing her eyes to shut with her legs beginning to 
tremble. Her hand was frozen as he lowered his head, 
lips just a kiss away. 

"What do you want?" he repeated the question. 

Vanessa took a breath and then opened her eyes. The 
heat inside her burned so badly she no longer could 
stand it.

"I want you to make me cum," she could now feel the 
burn in her eyes that Zack spoke of.

"How many times?" he hung on her every breath, her 
every word.

"As many times as my body will allow," she answered, 
wondering how much her body could take.

"How many fingers to do you want?" his lips curled, 
watching her mouth. 

"As many as my body will accept," taking a breath, 
feeling his heated words. She stood there almost to the 
point of trembling, just waiting to be touched.

"How deeply will you take me?" his mouth came closer to 
hers.

"However deeply you can penetrate me," his mouth 
opening as his breath began to mix with hers.

"Is there any forbidden places?" he whispered, sliding 
his hands down her back, reaching her cheeks. He 
squeezed almost to the point of pinching and then 
picked her up, setting her on his hips. 

Quickly, she brought her hands up, wrapping them around 
his neck as her feet dangled to the side of his legs.

"No," she finally said, the hot moisture pooling 
between her thighs.

Somehow Zack knew the way as he walked forward, finding 
the hallway leading to the bedroom. His lips only 
inches from hers, but never fully kissing her. Vanessa 
held on while looking into his eyes as he walked toward 
the bedroom. A once chilled and empty place that hadn't 
smelled of sex or a man in a very long time. The 
darkness shadowed his face as they got closer and 
closer to her room until stopping at the foot of her 
bed. 

Slowly, Zack let her slide down from his hips with his 
throbbing flesh rubbed against her sex, now pressed 
tightly up against hers. His mouth came down slowly, 
breath mixing with hers until he softly sucked at her 
tongue, his kiss then became harder and harder. Sounds 
vibrated inside her mouth as she felt weak.

"Mmm...." a lustful sigh leaving her lips. 

He slowly dropped to his knees as he unbuttoned her 
pants, pulling the zipper apart. His hands moved, 
sliding around as he tucked them down into her pants, 
pulling them down over her cheeks until they came to 
rest at her feet. His soft and strong hands slid up the 
back of her knees, to her thighs, until his hands once 
again cupped around her cheeks. 

He began to rise slowly, lifting under her cheeks, 
tightly holding her. Walking over to the bed, he set 
her down softly. He turned slightly as Vanessa could 
hear him clicking the light switch. The dim light 
shined across her body as he stood at the edge of the 
bed, looking down at her parted legs. 

A sudden feeling hit her, pulling them together, almost 
trying to hide her exposed excitement. 

"No need to hide from me, Vanessa," he said. "You must 
trust me," he whispered. "By the time this night is 
over I will know every inch of your skin," his voice 
deepened and became seductive. 

Vanessa struggled to control her breathing, the sharp 
stab of desire came with the explicit words he spoke. 
"Undress for me, I want to see you," Vanessa said, 
relaxing her trembling legs. 

His eyes didn't blink when dropping his pants to the 
floor. That was the only sound in the room that was 
heard, except her breath. A grasp with his fingers, he 
then peeled off his shirt, dropping it at his feet. He 
bent forward, placing one hand on each side of her 
shoulders, his gaze burning a trail up and down her 
body. His mouth hovered just above her engorged nipple 
as he began to lick at it. Holding her gaze, he lightly 
ran his a hand over the other breast, lingering over it 
with the tips of his fingers. 

"Oooh," her breath coming suddenly. Squeezing her 
eyelids together, she couldn't remain still as her hips 
came up trying to touch his nude body.

His gliding hand trailed from her breast, over her 
stomach and danced across her hairline until finally 
his finger nestled between her swollen lips. The 
slippery, hard and wet gliding began as his finger 
invaded her heated tunnel. Vanessa convulsively grabbed 
the back of his head while her back arched in a silent 
scream of need. He pressed inward, feeling for the 
grasp that would follow around his finger. Then he 
gently pulled it away, swirling his finger around, 
making her feel the wetness of her arousal as his head 
dropped, his stare dragging along behind it.

"Tell me," he rasped. "Give me the words. Tell me what 
you want, and then take your pleasure." 

Her heart hammered in her chest, her breasts and 
between her thighs. "I want you to taste me." she said, 
forcing an answer from where her voice was trapped. 

"You saw me. Now I want to see you," he said under his 
breath as she opened her legs wider and wider still, 
wanting his mouth. His tongue flicked out and back, 
shocking the center of her excitement. "I have tasted 
you now. What else do you want?" he asked with his hot 
breath beating down just inches from her waiting lips. 

"I want you to lick me," she breathed. 

Leaning down, he began licking at the slick valley 
between her swollen lips, stopping just short of the 
small hood that held the moans she would soon release. 
"Tell me, what else you want?" his voice filled with 
excitement, with each answer, with each touch.

Vanessa hardly recognized her voice. "I want you to 
tongue me." 

He began to thrust at the opening of her parted lips, 
her muscles clenching around his tongue. He slid it in 
and out, curling and turning it until he took a small 
nibble, pulling her swollen lips into his mouth.

"Uhhhh..." finally her moan spilled from her open mouth 
as the shock forced her to grab his head. 

A pause and then his teeth sank into the stem of her 
sex, closing his mouth around it, sucking and pulling 
at it. The sharp pleasure his tongue inflicted, swirled 
around and around, there, where she was most sensitive. 
He pulled away, just short of her hanging at the edge 
of orgasm and then came to his knees. His hardened 
length pointed straight out toward her, just waiting to 
be covered with all the cream that he created.

"The drawer," she pointed, whimpering, trying so hard 
to speak with the aching of him pulling away. 

He turned, pulling it open, grabbing one of the 
scattered foiled squares. Ripping it open with his 
teeth, he quickly covered his excitement with a blanket 
of protection. 

"Take me, penetrate me," she begged, her breath causing 
her chest to rise and fall with each labored breath. 

His hands braced underneath her heated cheeks as he 
lifted them to meet his crown of desire. Without 
hesitation, he entered her, pulling her hips all the 
way onto him. Her sex clenched tightly as his thrusts 
came forward at a quickening pace. Deeper and then 
deeper.

"Ohhh, yes! Don't stop!" she cried. 

His mouth came down, pulling at her hardened nipple 
while his hands squeezed tightly with a lustful 
aggression. "Cum for me, Vanessa." he breathed at the 
edge of her nipple. Releasing her cheeks, he put the 
end of his thumb at the edge of her hood, rubbing her 
wetness across the swollen stem. His other hand held 
her hip steady as she began to shaking uncontrollably. 

"Uuuhh...uhh..." she moaned, feeling her clamp down on 
him, after each wave washed over her. 

"Ohh yes, that's it," Zack growled above her soaked 
nipple, lapping at it as he made her body jerk with 
each strike. "Ohhhh, you feel so good." he moaned, 
watching his hardened length disappear and reappear 
while looking down between them. 

His hands suddenly came to her shoulders, pressing flat 
at each side. He rose and fell over her repeatedly 
until his arms began to shake just as her legs once 
did. 

"And now you may have my pleasure." he whispered, 
turning his head, coming down on her lips quickly as he 
kissed her roughly, taking her tongue into his mouth 
with his hips jerking quickly. Moans vibrated her 
mouth. 

"Uuh uuhh..." his sex flexed over and over as his 
release began. He fell onto his elbows, grabbing and 
pulling at her hair, in a tight, gripping embrace.

Zack's breathing slowed and became steady as he pulled 
himself to the side. Grasping the back of her knee, 
holding her tightly, he breathed next to her ear with 
the sweet scent of sex no longer trapped between them. 

Vanessa looked up at the window, seeing that it had 
started to become light outside. Relaxing in his arms, 
he showed no signs of leaving as she peacefully shut 
her eyes. His hand, hot to the touch, came up, covering 
her breast as she could smell the sweet scent of her 
excitement still left on his skin. Her hand came up, 
covering his as her heartbeat was felt dancing at his 
palm.

END

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
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