Free Escorted by Claire Kent

I
see you, you’re dressed in black and gray. I was wondering if you own anything
in another color.”
    He lifted his
eyebrows slightly and his eyes lingered on her own outfit. Black and gray.
    Lori sniffed
disdainfully as she stepped aside to let him in. “I’m not saying anything is wrong with black and gray. I was just wondering.”
    “Were you?”
    Confused by his
slightly amused expression, she wondered what he was implying. Then she decided
to just be pleased that she’d gotten rid of that annoying fake smile. “Did you
have a good week?” she asked, following him into the room.
    Ander put his
case on the table as usual and turned to look at her. “It was about normal.
You?”
    “Pretty good.”
Now she was torn between ironic amusement over the bland nature of their small
talk and the acknowledgement that, in this context, they would just never get
any less superficial.
    His lip
twitched as he opened his case. “Did you try the vibrator?”
    “Yes,” she
said, beaming up at him as she thought about her successes. “It’s great. Thanks
so much for getting it for me.”
    “Any problems
coming?”
    “No. I mean,
once I get in the mood, I can make it work pretty well.”
    She’d been so
excited about the vibrator that she’d tried to use it every day. But she’d
found that she still had trouble reaching orgasm if she wasn’t really aroused.
Concluding that there was no reason to come if she wasn’t really turned-on,
she’d determined it to be a success.
    “Good.” He
pulled out a DVD, a tube of lube, and a couple of condoms from his case. “So,
in terms of the parameters for tonight…”
    Lori drew her
brows together. “Parameters?”
    “Do you want to
continue as we have been? I know you’d originally intended to simply have sex
for the first time. Does your choosing to continue my services imply you’d like
to try something different? I’m happy to help you play out a fantasy. Most of
the clients who come to me regularly prefer me to play a more seductive or
romantic role than you initially asked for.”
    A random
thought flashed through her mind, and she wondered if he preferred to
play roles, to pretend something that didn’t exist, to act as someone other
than himself when he was with his clients.
    But that wasn’t
what she wanted. It would make her feel fake, silly, and kind of sleazy. So she
shook her head. “I prefer the way we’ve done it before, if that’s all right. No
pretending or anything.”
    “Of course,” Ander
said mildly. “Shall we watch another one of the short films?”
    Lori opened her
mouth to say she didn’t need one but then was hit by an unexpected wave of
embarrassment and self-consciousness. There was no good reason for it, but she
was suddenly mortified by the idea of admitting that she was ready to jump into
bed right away. So she just smiled, nodded, and went to sit down on the sofa.
    It wasn’t like
they could fuck for five whole hours anyway. It was still just her second time.
    The second of
the short erotic films on the DVD was actually better than the first one, and Lori
was extremely turned-on when it ended thirty minutes later. While Ander was
shutting it off, she stood up and slid off her robe.
    She thought she
looked nice, and she had every right to wear what she wanted when she was
paying a lot of money for the experience. She still felt a wave of
self-consciousness, though, when Ander turned around and took in her lacy
chemise.
    No expression
was evident in his blue-gray eyes. She really hoped he didn’t think she looked
silly.
    Without being
prompted, she went to turn back the covers and lie down. Ander moved the
condoms and lubricant to the nightstand and turned off all the lights except
the bathroom light.
    She watched as
he wordlessly undressed, and this time she wasn’t remotely tempted to snicker.
    When he got
into bed and moved over her, she sucked in a gasp as his face lowered toward
hers. For a moment, she was sure he would kiss