Caroline looked down at the hotel room bed on which her latest outcall client was lying. The young, blonde escort knew that his name was Alan, but that was all. He was a sexy guy in his late thirties - still wearing a smart if slightly old-fashioned dark three-piece suit from his day at work. Caroline noticed that he was greying around the temples.
Anyway - it was time for her to get on with her work. When Alan had phoned Caroline's escort agency he had asked for the full GFE. It was a pretty common request: some clients liked to be submissive, some liked girls who specialized in OWO with CIM. But well over half of all clients wanted the GFE.
And Caroline knew how to give it. She kicked off her high heels, and turned around briefly to check herself in the mirror. The smart black business suit was a little tight around her busty frame, but it looked good. She checked her makeup in a split-second, and then crawled on to the bed.
She stalked over Alan on all fours, like a big car after its prey. She straddled him, her tight skirt running up her thighs, and bent her head down so that it was right next to his ear.
'Hard day at work, darling?'
'Mmmm - it certainly was,' replied Alan. She felt his hands run up her thighs and round on to the cheeks of her perfect arse. He pulled the sexy young escort down on to him so that her pussy ground against his groin. Even through all those layers she could feel the hardness of his cock. Damn clothes - it was time to do something about them.
She sat up and took off her jacket. The secret of giving a great GFE was to really be the client's girlfriend for an hour or two: to tease, please and seduce him. To make love, not have sex. Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse, and took it off. Her breasts were thrusting forward through her lacy bra, nipples already erect. Giving a guy a GFE often made the young escort get carried away - especially if it was a sexy older man. They knew all the tricks. She reached down and undid her skirt, so it sat loosely on her hips.
Then she bent over and kissed Alan full on the mouth - her tongue probing and exploring while her hands shuffled off his jacket and waistcoat and undid his tie. She began rhythmically to grind her pussy against him. She was wet now, and he could probably feel the dampness soaking through her tiny thong and into his crotch. She ground harder. Still kissing she reached down and undid his trousers, easing them down from him waist. She virtually ripped his shirt open.
Kissing down his chest she got to his swollen cock, which was protruding from his boxers. Slowly, carefully, she started to give him very gentle OWO. She heard him gasp as she ran her lips down his shaft, taking him deep down her throat. She held him there a while, then pulled out a little and, still keeping his glans in her mouth, rubbed and wrapped her tongue around it.
It was time to get really sexy. Pulling Alan's cock from her mouth, the escort lifted herself up for a moment to remove what remained of her clothing. Alan did the same. She reached over for her handbag and retrieved a condom - than pulled a trick another of the call girls at the agency had taught her. She gently gripped the teat of the condom between her teeth, bent down, and used her lips to roll the latex down his erect shaft.
Alan groaned. Caroline moved herself forward again. Taking the rubbered tip of his cock in one hand she rubbed it in circles around her own heavily-swollen clitoris. Then she allowed him inside - just an inch at first. Keeping her pelvis raised so that he couldn't penetrate any deeper, she bent down once more to whisper in his ear.
'Say please,' she said.
'Please....'
And she sank down on him, taking his long cock deep inside her. He got straight into a slow, pumping rhythm. The call girl could feel the rock hard head of his cock deep inside her, moving, probing, thrusting. This was what a GFE was all about. She sat up so that her sexy young 34d breasts poked into the air. Alan had his hands on her hips to control her movement and his thrusting inside her. He raised one and began to play the palm around the flank and underside of her left breast. She lifted her own hand to his, and held it there. With her other hand the young escort reached down between her legs and began to work her clitoris. She could feel his long hard cock just millimetres away, thrusting in and out of her like a piston in a high-performance car. It was as hard as steel. This was as good as outcalls got.
She knew that she herself couldn't hold out much longer, and, judging by the look of ecstasy on his face, Alan was in the same situation. She felt his cock twitch just as the first waves of her own orgasm began to shudder through her body. Her fingers reached even further between her legs and she squeezed the base of Alan's cock as he came.
Later that evening, after they'd had sex - no, made love - a couple more times, Caroline lay on her back, idly playing with her pussy with one hand, the other caressing Alan's large, firm manhood. This, she thought, was what GFE was all about.
