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I have been thinking much about Dianne lately. You see, she is a very beautiful girl, working as London escort, very open sexually, and very caring for others. I met her several months ago, when she worked as girl from escort services for one my friend. I thought then that she is extremely sexy and charming, infrequent combination which is difficult to find both between men and women. A month ago I introduced this pretty escort to my wife Kristin, also very beautiful and wise woman. They became friends.
Kristin apparently has also been thinking a lot about sexy call girl lately. The signs are obvious - daily phone calls, visits to her apartment, her name being brought up in our conversation, etc. Last week, beautiful escort girl and my wife went backpacking by themselves to the local wilderness area while I kept our two kids at home (it is important for my wife, a financial planner, to get away from the daily grind and enjoy her friends apart from me).
Last Friday, this gorgeous girl from the best London escort agency called me up and wanted me to meet her for lunch at our favorite restaurant. After a light lunch with some equally light but strangely forced conversation, Dianne, the escort girl, looked into my eyes with a look that I've never seen before, a look of fear combined with a look of desire, and said, "Mark, it is difficult for me to say this, but I have fallen in love with both you and Kristin."
I didn't know how to respond to this. On the one hand, my sexual desire for this blond London escort was burning bright, and I got excited about what was soon to transpire, yet her simultaneous love for my wife confused, scared, and intrigued me. What could I say? I looked at her for a moment, and without thinking I said, "Does Kristin know your feelings for her? As far as I know, Kristin is straight, and has never in our relationship stated anything to the contrary. All I know is that my desire for you is very strong, and that I have wanted for several weeks to make love to you. Maybe partly it is because of your profession, it’s so sexy to know that you are the escort of the top-flight London escorts agency.”
"I know about your feelings for me”, sexy call girl replied, "I could see it in your actions, in your words, and in your eyes. And my feelings for you are just as strong. Kristin knows about my love for her and for you, and she is in love with me as she is in love with you. It was during our backpacking trip that we expressed our love for one another."
I didn't know what to think, I was really confused by my feelings. "But why are you telling me this? What do you want from me if you and Kristin are lovers?" I asked.
The blond escort replied, "Kristin wanted me to tell you these things if I felt from our conversation that it would not damage your marriage relationship -- she wants me to tell you that she still loves you deeply. She has known for awhile that you were infatuated with me. You know, women can see these things. I desire you so much and I want to make love to you. Let's go back to my apartment and there we can enjoy one another and talk more about this crazy situation."
Making love to horny escort girl that afternoon was heavenly. Her body, though short, was well proportioned, it was a body of 18 years old girl, but really Dianne was 23. Her breasts were not large, and not small, but were of the right size, firm - taking her brassiere off, which was a low-cut front snap design, was an experience I'll never forget. When I cupped her breasts in my smallish hands, I wished that I could become the brassiere of this call girl so I could cup her breasts all day. And Dianne was sexually free, boy, was she free. She was even more open about her sexuality than Kristin, and Kristin has always been a tiger in bed.
What was even more surprising to me was that my sexual excitement was greatest whenever I fantasized my wife Kristin making love to Dianne while I was watching. In these fantasies, my wife and sexy escort totally shared their bodies - there was no inhibition of any kind. The number 69 appeared often in my mind. And I imagined my throbbing, erect penis being inside small vagina of horny London escort girl from the rear, while Kristin, my beautiful wife, was in front massaging escort’s clitoris and sucking on her breasts, and that Dianne was massaging Kristin's swollen clitoris. And I imagined that we all came to orgasm at the same time this way. What a fantasy!
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