One of the big advantages of having a well-paid job in the City is that you get some pretty impressive perks. Although stockbrokers, bankers and financiers have to work really very hard, their bosses usually go out of their way to make sure certain needs are met. Happy, safisfied employees are more productive than bored, frustrated ones.
City bosses also know that everyone likes a nice surprise - which is why they often send sexy, attractive young London escort girls to give jaded workers a bit of a treat.
Tim Lewis had not hitherto enjoyed one of these surprise treats, even though he had been working with his merchant bank for nearly a year. To say he found this frustrating would be an understatement and a half: his job didn't leave him much time for going out and meeting girls in the usual way, so he was in the unfortunate position of not having had sex for a whole twelve months - he felt like his balls were going to explode.
There had been several moments when his hopes had been raised only to be cruelly dashed. After he had been with the bank a couple of months a sexy young eastern European blonde had turned up at his desk, smiling and offering to upgrade the operating system on his laptop. For a moment, Tim was in heaven - he had heard that his boss often sprang sexy callgirls on employees in the guise of temporary staff or service personnel. He assumed that "upgrading your operating system" was some sort of company codeword fa blowjob. He was immensely disappointed when the gorgeous girl proceeded to spend ten minutes loading software on to his computer and then, with a smile and a wave, disappeared back down to the IT department where, she told him, she worked. With her boyfriend. After this little episode Tim was sure he saw his boss smirking behind his hand. Had it been a wind-up?
But every dog must have his day. Tim's came, as he had been paradoxically been told to expect, when he least expected it. Tim had returned to his Docklands flat at 9pm, following a particularly long day at the office. As he had been walking out of the main entrance of his bank HQ his boss collared him, thanked him for his hard work during the day and observed that he was looking tired: tomorrow was Saturday and Tim should take it easy. To help him relax into the weekend, he would order some beer and pizza sent to Tim's flat later than evening.
Tim thought this was a kind gesture, but then let it slip from his mind as he took the brief Tube ride home and eyed up some sexy girls dressed up and heading west for a night on the town.
About an hour after Tim had got home he had just got out of the shower when his buzzer rang. He threw on a robe and went to answer the door. It was his beer and pizza. But he barely noticed the food and drink, because standing out in the hallway holding it was the delivery girl. She was naked apart from a tiny thong.
'Hi,' she said. 'I'm Maya. Can I come in?' Without waiting for a reply she walked through the door. She busied herself right away, finding the fridge for the beer and working out where plates were for the pizza she was clearly going to share with him. 'OK,' she said to the still dazed Tim when she had done this. 'Would you like to eat pizza first, or fuck me first?'
Tim didn't quite know how to respond to this. Clearly Maya was not a pizza delivery girl at all, but rather a high class London escort girl from a top agency. Even so, he was slightly lost for words. 'Er....I don't really mind..'
'I know,' she said, brightly, 'the pizza will keep and I'm quite hot and wet and ready to be fucked. Let's have sex first, then we can eat. Then have sex some more. You've got me until eleven in the morning!'
Maya was clearly an expert escort girl, because she could see that once Tim's confusion had lifted he was going to be up for sex straight away. She also seemed to know, or sense, that he hadn't had any for a very long time. So rather than messing around with foreplay she walked over the Tim's dining table and bent over it, pressing her large, round breasts and slim body into the shiny mahagany. Bent over, she reached backwards and dropped her thong, easing her legs a little apart so Tim could see the wet entrance to her pussy within. When, after a moment or two, he didn't seem to realise what was expected of him, she wiggled her arse invitingly.
Tim wasn't that daft, and his cock was getting good and hard. He slipped off his robe and positioned himself behind Maya, resting his hands lightly on the sexy young brunette escot's cool, rounded hips. She was about the right height for him, and as soon as he was behind her his stiff cock immediately nestled between her legs in the prime position for penetration. He could feel the alluring combination of soft, wet flesh and bristly, trimmed pubic hair rubbing against the swelling tip of his shaft.
Bracing himself, he eased in gently, taking his time to let Maya's pussy envelop him deeply and enjoying the sensation of being back inside a woman after so prolonged an absence. Within moments he was thrusting hard, encouraged by the sounds of moaning and the careful, grinding reactions of Maya's body. He didn't hold out long - but on the the other hand, she didn't expect him to: the horny young call girl knew she had to let her client blow off steam before he could really relax into the evening of fun she had planned. After a couple of minutes he shot a huge load of cum deep inside her and reluctantly withdrew from her wet snatch - the pressures of a whole year released.
