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Robert and I go back a way. He was my first ever client - the guy who took my virginity, in a sense - and a man I now class as a friend. I know things about Robert that nobody else knows and vice versa and some of the best sex I've had has been with him. He always leaves me a "gift" of at least a thousand pounds along with some trinket or another he's found on his travels; the latest was an antique white gold and sapphire bracelet that he'd bought at an auction in Geneva.

Of course, Robert also knows that when he's due in town, I'll drop just about any previous engagement so's we can meet up and spent a night or two together. My reliability is part of what keeps clients coming back to me - that and discretion, and the fact that I absolutely love sex!

But, and this is typically sod's law, last time Robert called to say he was in town I happened to be in the foyer of one of the city's best hotels, waiting for my dinner date, another client who also holds a special place. He'll never be Robert, but we meet once a fortnight and enjoy a close relationship. Obviously, I couldn't just rush off, grab a taxi and disappear, that just isn't my style at all, but I felt I had to explain myself to Robert.

That's when I discovered there's a wickedly fun side to Robert that I hadn't previously known. He suggested that at some point during dinner I pretend to go to the ladies but to actually take the lift up to a room that he'd hire for the night, give him a quick blowjob, and then go back to dinner with Ken.

What fun! Believe me, that's the kind of invitation a woman like me finds herself unable to resist!

The restaurant was packed, as usual, but Ken had ensured we had a good table by the windows that offered a fabulous view across the river where gaily lit boats chugged back and forth casting colourful reflections on the inky water.

After a couple of glasses of a very nice Rioja and between the main meal and desert I excused myself and headed for the ladies. Once out of sight I changed my route and took the lift up to the 11th floor where Richard had rented a suite.

The door was open and I was inside before I could catch my breath.

"Quickly," he said, pulling at his flies. "Let me see you eat my cum before you go back down and finish your meal."

I smiled.

"You sure know how to make sure a girl's kept well nourished, don't you?" I teased as I dropped to my knees and took hold of his rock hard cock.

I let my tongue slowly slide up and down the length of his shaft before sliding it around the ridge of his bulging helmet and along the connecting membrane. The way he pushed his hips forward as he watched my every movement told me he was having a real good time.

God, it's so sexy knowing that the guy you're sucking is watching your face the whole time. I love watching my cunt being eaten so I can imagine just how horny it is for men to see their dicks being sucked so I gave him as a good a show as I could. I let him see my tongue moving around his head and looked him straight in the eye as I moved into the right position before taking the entire length in, sucking hard as it pushed against the back of my throat. When you love sucking cock as much as I do, you soon learn to deep throat!

It didn't take more than a few minutes of fucking my mouth before his cock jerked between my lips and he grabbed my shoulders as he pushed into me, squirting his thick creamy spunk straight into my throat where I swallowed it straight down, not wasting a single drop.

Laughing together, we both tidied ourselves up before I took the lift back down to my date. I'd been gone seven minutes, long enough for him to have started wondering where I might be, but not long enough to necessitate any explanation from my side.

"The soap in the ladies has left my hands feeling quite sticky," I complained. "It was white and creamy and very thick."

Ken wanted to make a complaint to the management. Luckily I persuaded him not to before accompanying him to his apartment to "wash my hands" all over again.

Contributed by: Lexi 06/12/2007

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