Chapter 1: Introduction
Tom glanced at his watch for the third time in as many minutes. She was late, and for a moment, he entertained the notion that she had changed her mind. Elizabeth. He rolled her name around in his mind, enjoying the way it felt on his tongue. She was punctual, professional, and fucking expensive. The best escort money could buy. She was worth every penny. He'd made sure to follow the instructions he'd received from her agency to the letter.
As he sipped his wine, he let his eyes wander around the bar, taking in the well-heeled patrons, who were engaged in their own conversations, ignoring him as they focused on their own lives and indulgences. He didn't blame them. He'd come here for the same reason—to indulge in something forbidden, something he couldn't get from his wife or the other women he fucked.
He needed something different, something exciting, taboo. At first, he’d like single escorts. but that wasn't quite exciting enough. He liked high-end escorts and had met Elizabeth before. She was a very stylish and attractive 40 year old Italian. Dark beauty and lithe well looked after figure made he more like 25 not 30. She had been a great sexual partner: a consummate professional and a wonderful fuck. He had unloaded in her mouth on that occasion and they had swapped semen from mouth to mouth. Very daring and sexy. But now he wanted more. He wanted to see her fuck someone else in front of him. It excited him to think of sharing her with someone else. Watching as she pleasured a stranger, making him feel as though he was watching the most taboo kind of porn. That was why he had requested a threesome with Michael. He was confident that the chemistry between the three of them would be electric.
Just as he was about to signal for another drink, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned to look directly into Elizabeth's dark eyes. "My apologies, I didn't mean to keep you waiting", she said with a hint of an Italian accent.
She was wearing a black dress that hugged her curves and a pair of stilettos that made her legs look a mile long. Her eyes sparkled as she took in the sight of Tom, who had clearly been waiting for her with bated breath.
"Not at all, my dear. I'm just happy to see you again", Tom replied, standing up to greet her with a kiss on the cheek.
As Elizabeth took her seat, she caught the attention of the other patrons in the bar. Her confidence and beauty were impossible to ignore.
Tom couldn't help but stare as she crossed and uncrossed her legs, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her thighs. She noticed his gaze and let out a low laugh. "Like what you see?"
"You have no idea. I've been thinking about this moment all day," Tom admitted, unable to tear his gaze away from Elizabeth's curves.
"Well, I hope you're not too disappointed. I'm just the same old Elizabeth," she said with a wink.
Before Tom could respond, the waiter arrived, and Elizabeth ordered a dirty martini.
Tom signaled for the waiter to bring another glass for himself. He wasn't much of a martini drinker, but tonight, he was willing to make an exception.
As they waited for their drinks, Elizabeth leaned in closer to Tom, their thighs brushing against each other. They exchanged pleasantries, talking about the weather and their plans for the night. Tom could feel the tension building between them, and he couldn't help but let his mind wander to the filthy thoughts running through his head.
He imagined Elizabeth on her hands and knees, her mouth open wide as she welcomed his cock inside. He thought about the way she would moan as he thrust into her, her body writhing beneath him.
As they finished their drinks, Elizabeth glanced around the bar, her eyes settling on a tall man who entered at the bar. Michael. Tom's heart raced as he watched Elizabeth make her way over to him. The two exchanged words, and before Tom knew it, Michael was making his way over to their table.
He had dark hair and piercing blue eyes, and his athletic build was apparent even beneath his tailored suit. Tom couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as Elizabeth greeted Michael with a smile and a kiss on the cheek.
As they settled back into their seats, Elizabeth's hand found its way to Tom's thigh, her fingers tracing slow, teasing circles. He could feel himself getting harder by the second as she leaned in closer, whispering filthy promises in his ear.
"I've been thinking about this all day too," she said, her breath hot against his skin. Tom laughed .
Michael watched them with a bemused smile, clearly enjoying the show. As Elizabeth's hand made its way up Tom's thigh, he couldn't help but running through the evening ahead. He had been asked to try to cum twice in the 2 hours but he worried he might be unable to control his own desires. They sat and chatted about threesomes and their different experiences with group sex. Tom said he liked watching a couple have sex then join them, and didn’t mind cream pie or sloppy seconds. Michael laughed and Elizabeth pointed out that it would be all protected sex. She didn’t mind CIM but not bareback.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" Michael said, standing up and offering his hand to Elizabeth.
She took it, her eyes never leaving Tom's as they made their way to the elevator.
Michael's hand rested on the small of Elizabeth's back, his touch possessive. Tom's mind was racing, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants: two Viagra would see him through the evening. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he didn't want to stop.
As they stepped into the elevator, Tom swiped and pressed the button for his floor. The ride up was agonizingly slow, and Tom found himself watching the numbers climb, his heart beating faster with each passing floor. Michael was holding Elizabeth and squeezing her bum.
As soon as the doors opened, they followed Tom to his room. When inside, Tim passed each of the escorts their agreed fees in envelopes, then poured all three glasses of water. “Why don’t you two show me how it’s done?” Said Tom. With no further ado, Michael pulled Elizabeth close, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. Tom smiled and sat on the settee to watch the show. Michael's hands were all over Elizabeth's body, exploring every inch of her toned body in a feverish intensity. Tom watched as Michael slid Elizabeth's dress down, revealing the black lace lingerie that she wore underneath. Her breasts spilled out of her bra, and Tom could see her nipples already hard and puckered with arousal.
Michael lowered his head and took one of Elizabeth's nipples into his mouth, sucking on it roughly as Elizabeth let out a low moan.
Tom couldn't help but adjust his cock through his pants as he watched the scene unfolding before him.
Michael's hands were everywhere, and Elizabeth was responding to his every touch, her body moving in time with his. It was clear that the chemistry between them was off the charts.
Tom couldn't tear his gaze away as Michael slid his hand into Elizabeth's panties and started to finger her clit. Michael bent down and lowered his head between her legs. She was already wet, and Tom could see her clit glistening with arousal.
Michael's tongue darted out, licking at her folds before zeroing in on her clit.
Elizabeth threw her head back, letting out a loud moan as Michael started to work his magic with his tongue. He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked on it roughly, causing Elizabeth to cry out in pleasure. He roughly removed her lace thong.
Tom watched as Elizabeth's body arched off the bed, her hands grasping at the sheets as Michael continued to devour her. Tom could hardly believe what he was seeing, and he felt his cock twitching in his pants.
He wanted to be a part of this, but he also wanted to watch. He was torn between his desire to join in and his desire to see these two gorgeous people getting it on right in front of him.
Elizabeth, for her part, seemed to be enjoying every minute of it. She let out a loud moan, her hips bucking up and down as Michael continued to lick and suck on her clit.
Elizabeth
Tom could see the tension building in Elizabeth's body, and he knew she was close to coming.
He had undone his fly and was now rubbing his cock through his boxers. He imagined that it must be as stiff as a rock, and he can't wait to feel Elizabeth's lips around it.
Just then, Elizabeth reached down and pulled Michael's head up to meet hers. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they exchanged the taste of Elizabeth's juices.
Michael moved up her body and positioned himself between her legs. He tore open a condom packet and rolled the rubber down his massive shaft. Elizabeth's eyes were glued to his cock as he did so, and Tom could see the anticipation on her face as she watched Michael prepare himself.
Michael positioned himself at Elizabeth's entrance, teasing her a little by rubbing the head of his condom covered cock against her clit. She let out a loud gasp and arched her hips up to meet him.
Without further ado, Michael plunged into her, filling her completely. Elizabeth let out a cry of pleasure as he buried himself deep inside of her.
Michael started to move, pulling out almost all the way before plunging back in. Elizabeth's hips moved in time with his, meeting him thrust for thrust. She was in ecstasy.
Tom watched as Michael pounded into Elizabeth, her juices glistening on his cock. He wished he could feel her like that, but he was equally mesmerized by the show they were putting on for him.
Michael's hands roamed Elizabeth's body as he fucked her, gripping her hips as he slammed into her with abandon.