Hi there Scooner,
Sorry we lost the adventures about Your Jordan. As per your request I have attempted to give you the complete recollection of my time with her.
Your Jordan First Meeting
I had been on the hunt and came across the ad for Your Jordan. I checked out her ads and was captivated by her photos. It is rare to find an ad that shows her face. Yet there she was. She looked like my ideal goddess.
Tall blonde elegant and sexy like hell. I tell myself I just have to reach out to her and I do. Her response matches the look she is attempting to put out there of a very confident elegant lady.
Jordan is a very confident woman who appears to be in this business for all the right reasons. If there such a thing as right reasons. I am fascinated by her charmed approach. She is a woman’s woman. Our exchanges heat up as I find she is equality intrigued by my stories and experiences.
We agreed we must meet and our first meeting will take place in my penthouse.
Days fly by as I await our date night. Our email exchanges now grow more intense and mesmerizing. I am drawn into her orbit and her gravitational pull. She has me captivated by her banter back and forth. I learn much about her including her likes and dislike. She has a way about her that I find gripping. She is a woman that has had better days and although she partakes in this world not out of pure interest in sex and meeting men who would be able to hang out in her same social circles. She has lived the good life and has fallen on tough times. Bad investments and hanging with the wrong crowd has lead to her demise. The result has been her being thrown into this world of which I partake. To my good fortune here she is and here I am in the same obit where our worlds will collide.
The night appears, and I am spending the time with deep anticipation of meeting Your Jordan for the first time. I was up and give my cock a good washing as I anticipate I am going to get a good work out tonight and my dick will enjoy Jordan’s womanly capabilities. The thoughts of her stimulate me. I wack off in the shower.
After my shower I dry off, shave, brush my teeth. I now dress into a new suit. I put on a new shirt and new tie and even new socks. I think I only get one opportunity to make a first impression. My prep time I think has been worth it as I admire my handy work in the mirror. Now I am not good looking by any way possible but considering I am paying her for her time I am not disgusting. I slap on some collogue and head down stairs to the living room.
I now await my lovely Ms. Jordan. Time ticks by in a painful way. I count and recount her donation. What if she has changed her mind? I recount her donation realizing she will not walk away from the money. Then it happens, my phone rings. It is Jordan, who is now in the lobby, and can not find the executive tower. I tell her to await my arrival as I am on my way down.
I ride down, my hands are a little sweaty, so I dry them of on the fresh new fabric of my suit pants. I reach the main floor and head to the lobby. I weave my way though the maze as I chuckle to myself knowing I had lost many an escort in these corridors. Then I make it to the lobby and there standing before me is a statue of the ideal woman. Blonde, tall, flowing full hair, commanding the room with her beauty. I smile she smiles back and we hug as she releases my name from her lips. Hoping I am the guy who will be paying her to enjoy her womanly gifts.
Yup she is perfect and oh so perfect for me. She talks about her adventure to get there but I do not hear her words as I am captivated by her presence. Her blue dress complements her beautiful curvy body. Not a big girl but not a spinner. She is perfect in so many ways.
We walk over to the elevator and head up to my penthouse. I offer her a glass of wine and she takes one then two then three. Your Jordan does enjoy her wine and with each glass she opens up in so many ways. As she stands up and goes to admire my view of the Vancouver airport. I admire her body. She senses this, turns, and asks If I would do the honors.
I am a little confused until she pulls her blonde locks back revealing the zipper on the back of her dress. I unzip her, and she allows her dress to fall to the floor of the balcony. She is now before me in nothing more that her stay up stockings and her nude heels. My eyes nearly fall out of my head. Her lushes body cause my hard on to be come obvious. She smiles at me and makes the comment.
“Well some one approves?” I am a little embarrassed as she strokes me through the fabric of my suite pants. She now lets me know I am not unknown, as she refers to the fact that the stories of Dickson have not gone untold. She responds with. My Mr. Dickson you are big. I just got to get you out of that suit.
I blink, and she is on her knees and unzipping me and pulling my member out to the evening breeze. She takes me in her mouth. Starting with just the tip and working her tongue up and down my shaft. She looks deeply in my eyes awaiting approval through my moans. I am enjoying this moment. I never want it to end. Ok I did as she now devours my cock sliding deep down her throat. She gags a bit but pulls it out. With a small tear in her eye I see her look at me and informs me that she loves big cocks, and this was by far the biggest she has ever had as she measures me against her arm. “Oh, my fucking god you are thicker than my arm.”
“Oh, Greg I think I am going to enjoy fucking you as much as you will enjoy fucking me.”
I remember the anticipation of feeling her touching my penis was almost hotter than when I actually felt her warm mouth inhale my unit, her warm tongue dancing around the underside as she slid up and down on it.
"Oooh shhhhhhit. Ho, ho damn!" I moaned as I stared at her head bopping. I tried to maneuver to actually see those lips on me. The noise from my crotch got wet and sloppy and I felt that warm energetic tingle that accompanies expulsion.
"God damn, Jordan, Jordan . . . Fuck!" as my cum rocketed out of my manhood and into Jordan's warm waiting mouth.
"Ahhhhhh! Ooorrrrrfff! Hmmph, hmmph, hmmph." My eyes closed and my hands gripping her full lushes hair. I released with my right hand when I felt her head pulling up.
"How was that? Did I do good?" She asks knowing the answer.
"Amphhhh. Sheeeeez. Wow, that was hmmmmph." I was gasping to get my breath back.
I didn't see any cum anywhere so that goddess must have swallowed it down full. I was slightly embarrassed that I didn't last but a minute and a half, but sooner or later she was gonna figure out I didn't have any staying power when it came to a hot woman.
My mind went back to her on the balcony when she dropped her dress to the floor, no underwear, no bra. Just her, her amazing fucking body, her jewelry and her heels and stay ups. She looked fucking incredible.
"So, Greg, what do you think?" She was leaned up against the doorway to the living room, intentionally putting her body into a curving disposition, one knee bent, her right hand and arm sliding up the side of the doorway.
"Jesus. . . . " Was all I said, and let me tell you, those hot pictures of her in her ads didn’t do her justice at all.
Long slender but not skinny legs, a tiny torso that was flat and hard, what I can only assume were bolt ons due to the size and symmetry. The slender shoulders, short neck, and that great smile. I couldn't believe every inch of her was the exact same skin tone. She had to sun bath in the nude only. I loved how bright deep red her nipples and aureole were.
She was the quintessential sexy business woman, she made me hornier than I have ever been in my life. Just for perspective, the hottest woman I had ever been with was Jenna.
Why did I bring her up? Because it makes the rest of this part of the story less embarrassing. I half laid down and half dropped the glasses of wine I had poured. One tips and spilled over the counter, but I didn't care, I just stumbled over my own feet around the corner till I got to Jordan and grabbed her like a rag doll. I planted my lips on hers, kissing her for all I was worth while I groped every inch of her body I could reach.
I don't think it will ever be something non-bisexual or lesbian women can understand, but no matter how fit, health conscience or focused a 35+ year old woman is on her body, nothing feels even close to the silk firm but supple body of this woman before me. The tactile sensation just to a man's hands, are more than I can ever explain.
Jordan and I stumbled backward to the dinning table and as soon as we were to it, I hoisted Jordan up onto the edge of the table. She wasted no time undoing my pants and pushing down my suit pants. She pulled my dress shirt from the side, popping the buttons while I pulled my tie down and over my head. Now naked except for my socks and watch, I continued to grope her while I rubbed my erect penis anywhere on her I could press against.
As my tongue wrestled with hers, I wondered if she was gonna let me in without a condom, God knows I wanted to fuck her bareback. Lucky for me, I didn't have to wait for an answer.
"Come on Greg, get in me. Jordan has the best pussy in da whowl wold!" She said switching to whiny baby talk. I tell you, it worked. Her legs were already parted, so I slid on a condom and tilled her thighs until they were on my waist and I grabbed my dick, rubbing it between her lips until I found the spot and shoved.
I have never done heroin, but they say the first hit is unmatched. Well, the first stroke inside a true 10's pussy is unmatched. I don't care how much you love or desire a woman, her pussy doesn't match the sensation of top shelf cuisine. I felt like I had entered a pussy made of flexing silk that literally could set every nerve in my dick on fire. I couldn't physically feel my penis, all I felt was a shaft of pure orgasmic energy.
"HOOOOOO FFFFUUUUUCK!" I exclaimed in pure delight.
"Oh yeah Greg, oh god give me that dick!" Jordan moaned to me.
I love fucking a woman with her stockings and heels on, especially on great legs. I hoisted one leg over my shoulder, while she hooked her other around my waist as I pulled back and slammed back home.
"God your pussy is --is--is AMAZING!!!" I panted, staring straight at the beautiful face, still in disbelief I was fucking her. God my dick was on fire! Yes, in a good way!!!!
"I know it is, I have been waiting for a guy who appreciates it. Oh yes, go deep!" Jordan purred to me, staring right back at me. There is nothing quite like knowing you are having the best sex of your life. I pulled her leg off my leg and pushed her onto her back on the table.
As I pulled out for my fourth stroke, I leaned down to take a quick hard suck on her right breast. They had to be fake, they were large and perky and didn't lose any shape on her back. I pulled off and squeezed the same breast as I shoved my cock back inside her sweet honey pot.
"Oh fuck! Damn baby. Oh fuck!" I groaned as I stared at her impossibly hard stomach and then her amazing bolt ons and back to her tummy.
"Oh, damn baby, you fuck me just how I like. Oh god, you didn't tell me you were a great fuck!" Jordan yelped. No way in hell I was a great fuck, I didn't have anywhere near the talent as her other clients. Unless being in a nice penthouse with a rich dick inside really turned her on that much. Not that I really cared.
As I pulled back again, back to her breast went my mouth, where I sucked as long as I could stand before I had to shove my unit back in. Every stroke was insanely pleasurable. I looked back up to her face as I massaged her terrific thigh. I couldn't decide if I wanted to look at the great tits, the angelic face or the hard tummy. They all were intoxicating and made me with I had many independent eyes.
On my next thrust, my ninth overall, I knew it was going to be over very soon. I felt waves pumping out from my cock and I felt my balls loading up for a salvo.
"Oh god, oh no, shit baby, shit!"
"You gonna cum baby?! Oh I know, I know . . it's just too great of a pussy huh? Oh baby, I am so lucky you found me, this pussy deserves a great big thick dick!"
I pulled back and stared down at her pussy for the first time in detail. It was shaved bare, and the lips were tight with no curtains to be seen. It was immaculate, just like the rest of her. I bit my teeth and slammed home again. I knew it was time and pulled back again quickly.
"Oh no! Not alreaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddyyyyyy! UGH!!!!" I jumped forward to fuck her extra deep on that last stroke as my dick turned into a fire hose, pumping out a thick voluminous glob of semen into the condom in Jordan.
"Yes Greg, give me all of it!" She reached up and slid her hands from my sides to my stomach, letting her nails scrape along the way. I pulled back, grabbed her thighs and yanked her to me as I thrust.
A huge, no massive eruption of cum emptied from my body into hers, filling the condom in her womb with my seed.
"Oh, my GOOOOOOOOD!"
"Yeah! Give it to me!"
"J-J--J-Jo--JORDAN!!!!"
"Yeah Greg!"
"Oh. Oh. Oh. UGH! Ugh! Ugh! Oh! Ho. Ho. Ho. Ho. Oh shit." I groaned quieter and quieter as my orgasm ran out of steam and my hips bucked and my cock clenched but there was no more come to give. My legs felt like jelly and I fell onto Jordan's chest, my head resting on her breast.
"Holy shit. . . holy shit. . . . holy shit. . . holy shit" I whispered as I tried to get control over my heartbeat. Her body was so warm beneath me. It was like a cocoon of love for me to rest in after making love to her.
I felt her fingers combing though my hair. "Damn, that was one fine fuck, hmm?"
I pulled out of her as the pressure in my head subsided. "Holy fuck Jordan." That was all I could say. I stepped back and watched my flaccid dick, and a drained water balloon slide out of her, some cum coming with it. I discarded the filled water balloon.
"Mind if I use the bathroom to freshen up?"
"Um, of course not, right there on the right."
I watched her walking away, wish I had more cum to give. I wished I could have fucked her for hours on end.
She came back after a few minutes and hastily dressed. "It's been great, but I really don't want to cancel on dinner with my friend." Jordan said.
"No of course not. There is nothing left to do here." I smiled to her.
She smiled back and said, "Um, I know it was just my first meeting, but is there any chance you could help me a little bit?" She blinked her eyes at me as she spoke. I hadn't thought about paying her more for it, but it seemed reasonable after a blow job to completion and an amazing fuck. I went to my office and grabbed $500 bucks and walked out and handed it to her.
Her eyes go wide when she saw the amount. "Oh, wow Greg, I meant like $50 for dinner." She said laughing.
"Fuck it, you earned it." I called her a car service which showed up quickly. She gave me a peck on the cheek and as she was walking out the door she said,
"Thanks for the opportunity Greg. I hope I hear back from you."
I watched her great form walk to the car and drive away. It was absolutely amazing to know she was out there, ready to by my Sugar. But she had given me too much info to decide that now.
Sorry we lost the adventures about Your Jordan. As per your request I have attempted to give you the complete recollection of my time with her.
Your Jordan First Meeting
I had been on the hunt and came across the ad for Your Jordan. I checked out her ads and was captivated by her photos. It is rare to find an ad that shows her face. Yet there she was. She looked like my ideal goddess.
Tall blonde elegant and sexy like hell. I tell myself I just have to reach out to her and I do. Her response matches the look she is attempting to put out there of a very confident elegant lady.
Jordan is a very confident woman who appears to be in this business for all the right reasons. If there such a thing as right reasons. I am fascinated by her charmed approach. She is a woman’s woman. Our exchanges heat up as I find she is equality intrigued by my stories and experiences.
We agreed we must meet and our first meeting will take place in my penthouse.
Days fly by as I await our date night. Our email exchanges now grow more intense and mesmerizing. I am drawn into her orbit and her gravitational pull. She has me captivated by her banter back and forth. I learn much about her including her likes and dislike. She has a way about her that I find gripping. She is a woman that has had better days and although she partakes in this world not out of pure interest in sex and meeting men who would be able to hang out in her same social circles. She has lived the good life and has fallen on tough times. Bad investments and hanging with the wrong crowd has lead to her demise. The result has been her being thrown into this world of which I partake. To my good fortune here she is and here I am in the same obit where our worlds will collide.
The night appears, and I am spending the time with deep anticipation of meeting Your Jordan for the first time. I was up and give my cock a good washing as I anticipate I am going to get a good work out tonight and my dick will enjoy Jordan’s womanly capabilities. The thoughts of her stimulate me. I wack off in the shower.
After my shower I dry off, shave, brush my teeth. I now dress into a new suit. I put on a new shirt and new tie and even new socks. I think I only get one opportunity to make a first impression. My prep time I think has been worth it as I admire my handy work in the mirror. Now I am not good looking by any way possible but considering I am paying her for her time I am not disgusting. I slap on some collogue and head down stairs to the living room.
I now await my lovely Ms. Jordan. Time ticks by in a painful way. I count and recount her donation. What if she has changed her mind? I recount her donation realizing she will not walk away from the money. Then it happens, my phone rings. It is Jordan, who is now in the lobby, and can not find the executive tower. I tell her to await my arrival as I am on my way down.
I ride down, my hands are a little sweaty, so I dry them of on the fresh new fabric of my suit pants. I reach the main floor and head to the lobby. I weave my way though the maze as I chuckle to myself knowing I had lost many an escort in these corridors. Then I make it to the lobby and there standing before me is a statue of the ideal woman. Blonde, tall, flowing full hair, commanding the room with her beauty. I smile she smiles back and we hug as she releases my name from her lips. Hoping I am the guy who will be paying her to enjoy her womanly gifts.
Yup she is perfect and oh so perfect for me. She talks about her adventure to get there but I do not hear her words as I am captivated by her presence. Her blue dress complements her beautiful curvy body. Not a big girl but not a spinner. She is perfect in so many ways.
We walk over to the elevator and head up to my penthouse. I offer her a glass of wine and she takes one then two then three. Your Jordan does enjoy her wine and with each glass she opens up in so many ways. As she stands up and goes to admire my view of the Vancouver airport. I admire her body. She senses this, turns, and asks If I would do the honors.
I am a little confused until she pulls her blonde locks back revealing the zipper on the back of her dress. I unzip her, and she allows her dress to fall to the floor of the balcony. She is now before me in nothing more that her stay up stockings and her nude heels. My eyes nearly fall out of my head. Her lushes body cause my hard on to be come obvious. She smiles at me and makes the comment.
“Well some one approves?” I am a little embarrassed as she strokes me through the fabric of my suite pants. She now lets me know I am not unknown, as she refers to the fact that the stories of Dickson have not gone untold. She responds with. My Mr. Dickson you are big. I just got to get you out of that suit.
I blink, and she is on her knees and unzipping me and pulling my member out to the evening breeze. She takes me in her mouth. Starting with just the tip and working her tongue up and down my shaft. She looks deeply in my eyes awaiting approval through my moans. I am enjoying this moment. I never want it to end. Ok I did as she now devours my cock sliding deep down her throat. She gags a bit but pulls it out. With a small tear in her eye I see her look at me and informs me that she loves big cocks, and this was by far the biggest she has ever had as she measures me against her arm. “Oh, my fucking god you are thicker than my arm.”
“Oh, Greg I think I am going to enjoy fucking you as much as you will enjoy fucking me.”
I remember the anticipation of feeling her touching my penis was almost hotter than when I actually felt her warm mouth inhale my unit, her warm tongue dancing around the underside as she slid up and down on it.
"Oooh shhhhhhit. Ho, ho damn!" I moaned as I stared at her head bopping. I tried to maneuver to actually see those lips on me. The noise from my crotch got wet and sloppy and I felt that warm energetic tingle that accompanies expulsion.
"God damn, Jordan, Jordan . . . Fuck!" as my cum rocketed out of my manhood and into Jordan's warm waiting mouth.
"Ahhhhhh! Ooorrrrrfff! Hmmph, hmmph, hmmph." My eyes closed and my hands gripping her full lushes hair. I released with my right hand when I felt her head pulling up.
"How was that? Did I do good?" She asks knowing the answer.
"Amphhhh. Sheeeeez. Wow, that was hmmmmph." I was gasping to get my breath back.
I didn't see any cum anywhere so that goddess must have swallowed it down full. I was slightly embarrassed that I didn't last but a minute and a half, but sooner or later she was gonna figure out I didn't have any staying power when it came to a hot woman.
My mind went back to her on the balcony when she dropped her dress to the floor, no underwear, no bra. Just her, her amazing fucking body, her jewelry and her heels and stay ups. She looked fucking incredible.
"So, Greg, what do you think?" She was leaned up against the doorway to the living room, intentionally putting her body into a curving disposition, one knee bent, her right hand and arm sliding up the side of the doorway.
"Jesus. . . . " Was all I said, and let me tell you, those hot pictures of her in her ads didn’t do her justice at all.
Long slender but not skinny legs, a tiny torso that was flat and hard, what I can only assume were bolt ons due to the size and symmetry. The slender shoulders, short neck, and that great smile. I couldn't believe every inch of her was the exact same skin tone. She had to sun bath in the nude only. I loved how bright deep red her nipples and aureole were.
She was the quintessential sexy business woman, she made me hornier than I have ever been in my life. Just for perspective, the hottest woman I had ever been with was Jenna.
Why did I bring her up? Because it makes the rest of this part of the story less embarrassing. I half laid down and half dropped the glasses of wine I had poured. One tips and spilled over the counter, but I didn't care, I just stumbled over my own feet around the corner till I got to Jordan and grabbed her like a rag doll. I planted my lips on hers, kissing her for all I was worth while I groped every inch of her body I could reach.
I don't think it will ever be something non-bisexual or lesbian women can understand, but no matter how fit, health conscience or focused a 35+ year old woman is on her body, nothing feels even close to the silk firm but supple body of this woman before me. The tactile sensation just to a man's hands, are more than I can ever explain.
Jordan and I stumbled backward to the dinning table and as soon as we were to it, I hoisted Jordan up onto the edge of the table. She wasted no time undoing my pants and pushing down my suit pants. She pulled my dress shirt from the side, popping the buttons while I pulled my tie down and over my head. Now naked except for my socks and watch, I continued to grope her while I rubbed my erect penis anywhere on her I could press against.
As my tongue wrestled with hers, I wondered if she was gonna let me in without a condom, God knows I wanted to fuck her bareback. Lucky for me, I didn't have to wait for an answer.
"Come on Greg, get in me. Jordan has the best pussy in da whowl wold!" She said switching to whiny baby talk. I tell you, it worked. Her legs were already parted, so I slid on a condom and tilled her thighs until they were on my waist and I grabbed my dick, rubbing it between her lips until I found the spot and shoved.
I have never done heroin, but they say the first hit is unmatched. Well, the first stroke inside a true 10's pussy is unmatched. I don't care how much you love or desire a woman, her pussy doesn't match the sensation of top shelf cuisine. I felt like I had entered a pussy made of flexing silk that literally could set every nerve in my dick on fire. I couldn't physically feel my penis, all I felt was a shaft of pure orgasmic energy.
"HOOOOOO FFFFUUUUUCK!" I exclaimed in pure delight.
"Oh yeah Greg, oh god give me that dick!" Jordan moaned to me.
I love fucking a woman with her stockings and heels on, especially on great legs. I hoisted one leg over my shoulder, while she hooked her other around my waist as I pulled back and slammed back home.
"God your pussy is --is--is AMAZING!!!" I panted, staring straight at the beautiful face, still in disbelief I was fucking her. God my dick was on fire! Yes, in a good way!!!!
"I know it is, I have been waiting for a guy who appreciates it. Oh yes, go deep!" Jordan purred to me, staring right back at me. There is nothing quite like knowing you are having the best sex of your life. I pulled her leg off my leg and pushed her onto her back on the table.
As I pulled out for my fourth stroke, I leaned down to take a quick hard suck on her right breast. They had to be fake, they were large and perky and didn't lose any shape on her back. I pulled off and squeezed the same breast as I shoved my cock back inside her sweet honey pot.
"Oh fuck! Damn baby. Oh fuck!" I groaned as I stared at her impossibly hard stomach and then her amazing bolt ons and back to her tummy.
"Oh, damn baby, you fuck me just how I like. Oh god, you didn't tell me you were a great fuck!" Jordan yelped. No way in hell I was a great fuck, I didn't have anywhere near the talent as her other clients. Unless being in a nice penthouse with a rich dick inside really turned her on that much. Not that I really cared.
As I pulled back again, back to her breast went my mouth, where I sucked as long as I could stand before I had to shove my unit back in. Every stroke was insanely pleasurable. I looked back up to her face as I massaged her terrific thigh. I couldn't decide if I wanted to look at the great tits, the angelic face or the hard tummy. They all were intoxicating and made me with I had many independent eyes.
On my next thrust, my ninth overall, I knew it was going to be over very soon. I felt waves pumping out from my cock and I felt my balls loading up for a salvo.
"Oh god, oh no, shit baby, shit!"
"You gonna cum baby?! Oh I know, I know . . it's just too great of a pussy huh? Oh baby, I am so lucky you found me, this pussy deserves a great big thick dick!"
I pulled back and stared down at her pussy for the first time in detail. It was shaved bare, and the lips were tight with no curtains to be seen. It was immaculate, just like the rest of her. I bit my teeth and slammed home again. I knew it was time and pulled back again quickly.
"Oh no! Not alreaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddyyyyyy! UGH!!!!" I jumped forward to fuck her extra deep on that last stroke as my dick turned into a fire hose, pumping out a thick voluminous glob of semen into the condom in Jordan.
"Yes Greg, give me all of it!" She reached up and slid her hands from my sides to my stomach, letting her nails scrape along the way. I pulled back, grabbed her thighs and yanked her to me as I thrust.
A huge, no massive eruption of cum emptied from my body into hers, filling the condom in her womb with my seed.
"Oh, my GOOOOOOOOD!"
"Yeah! Give it to me!"
"J-J--J-Jo--JORDAN!!!!"
"Yeah Greg!"
"Oh. Oh. Oh. UGH! Ugh! Ugh! Oh! Ho. Ho. Ho. Ho. Oh shit." I groaned quieter and quieter as my orgasm ran out of steam and my hips bucked and my cock clenched but there was no more come to give. My legs felt like jelly and I fell onto Jordan's chest, my head resting on her breast.
"Holy shit. . . holy shit. . . . holy shit. . . holy shit" I whispered as I tried to get control over my heartbeat. Her body was so warm beneath me. It was like a cocoon of love for me to rest in after making love to her.
I felt her fingers combing though my hair. "Damn, that was one fine fuck, hmm?"
I pulled out of her as the pressure in my head subsided. "Holy fuck Jordan." That was all I could say. I stepped back and watched my flaccid dick, and a drained water balloon slide out of her, some cum coming with it. I discarded the filled water balloon.
"Mind if I use the bathroom to freshen up?"
"Um, of course not, right there on the right."
I watched her walking away, wish I had more cum to give. I wished I could have fucked her for hours on end.
She came back after a few minutes and hastily dressed. "It's been great, but I really don't want to cancel on dinner with my friend." Jordan said.
"No of course not. There is nothing left to do here." I smiled to her.
She smiled back and said, "Um, I know it was just my first meeting, but is there any chance you could help me a little bit?" She blinked her eyes at me as she spoke. I hadn't thought about paying her more for it, but it seemed reasonable after a blow job to completion and an amazing fuck. I went to my office and grabbed $500 bucks and walked out and handed it to her.
Her eyes go wide when she saw the amount. "Oh, wow Greg, I meant like $50 for dinner." She said laughing.
"Fuck it, you earned it." I called her a car service which showed up quickly. She gave me a peck on the cheek and as she was walking out the door she said,
"Thanks for the opportunity Greg. I hope I hear back from you."
I watched her great form walk to the car and drive away. It was absolutely amazing to know she was out there, ready to by my Sugar. But she had given me too much info to decide that now.