Every morning and late afternoon i drop my kids off at their pre-school, and then pretty much have the rest of the day to myself. Most Mondays i meet with some other mums for coffee straight after dropping the kids off. The coffee session a couple of weeks ago led me down a path i thought i would never go down, but how glad am i that i joined the girls then.
As usual the 6 of us met and had a chat about nothing much as we do every week, eventually everyone started to leave, and i was left with Jenny. Jenny is a bit of a plain Mum, but lovely with it, but not someone that you would expect to do something out of the ordinary. She was really well dressed and made up this morning and i asked her if she was off anywhere nice, she smiled nervously and said that she had something planned, but nothing too exciting, she then went very quiet. I didn’t want to pry so i left it at that, however after a few seconds Jenny decided that she wanted to share more. “I do something every Monday afternoon” she blurted. “I’m not really happy at home at the moment, since John and I had kids our life has changed and we have sorted drifted apart, we never have sex, and i have a high sex drive, i meet someone on a Monday afternoon and pay for sex, it keeps me sane”, i sat there with my mouth wide open, aghast. “I was introduced to Kevin by a friend, he has a small place he uses to entertain his clients, no strings sex, and it is really good, but please keep this to yourself”, she added. I didn’t know what to say, except the first thing that came into my head “I know that men pay for sex, but i didn’t know women did, is it expensive?”, Jenny giggled “It’s not that bad, i pay £150 for 2 hours of his time, John just sees the cash withdrawal, he presumes i am just shopping again, never asks”. With that Jenny finished her coffee and left. I went on my way and did the things that i had to do, the same as i do every Monday, however, my thoughts continually wandered back to my conversation with Jenny. I was in a similar position to Jenny, i have a lovely husband Sam who i adore, but he works long hours and when he gets home is always tired, and at the weekend we are so busy that we never have any special time, we hadn’t had sex for 4 months, and my only release was with my well used Vibrator.
I stood in my kitchen ironing, thinking how un-exciting my life had become when my phone pinged, it was a message from Jenny. ‘Here is Kevins number, just in case’. Cheeky mare i thought, and i went to delete the message when something in my head told me to stop and i simply saved it. All week i thought about Jenny, and wondered what she had been up to on Monday afternoon, and most afternoons had to use my trusted vibrator to relieve myself, it was a fucking horny week. By Friday i was past the point of no return, and nervously sent a text to Kevin, ‘Hi, my name is Sarah, i am a friend of Jenny’s, i understand that you may be able to help me with something i need’, seconds later my phone pinged ‘Hi Sarah, maybe, why don’t we meet for coffee’. We arranged to meet the following week in a small coffee shop in town.
I was a bag of nerves all weekend, and by Tuesday morning was all over the place. I dropped the kids off and made my way to the coffee shop in town, i had no idea how this was going to pan out, so i had withdrawn £200 from the cashpoint, just in case. I entered the coffee shop and ordered a coffee, i was the only customer in the place and felt very exposed. 2 minutes later a young guy in his early thirties entered the shop and ordered a coffee, he turned around and looked at me, smiling, “Sarah?” he enquired. My legs went all wobbly with nerves, what the fuck was i doing?. Kevin came over to me and sat down, gently shaking my hand. Kevin was not what i would call gorgeous, but he was quite handsome, polite and warm in a friendly kind of way. “How can i help you?” Kevin enquired, i didn’t know what to say, i didn’t really know why i was even here. Kevin said “Don’t be nervous, look, you know what i do, i know that Jenny gave you my number, i offer a service for ladies that are a little neglected but don’t want to have an affair, so i offer something that they want, that they are willing to pay for”, “It is not something seedy, or dirty, and if something happened and you didn’t feel comfortable you would only have to say ‘stop’ and we would stop”. “Let me explain, i am a single Dad, i won’t want my kids growing up seeing me with a string of girlfriends, but i like female company, and love sex. I drop my kids off at school and pick them up later, during the day i offer my services, and 3 nights a week i use a babysitter and work then too. I have a little studio upstairs above here that i use, i don’t take my work home.” I was a little surprised with how upfront he was, “I would like to try your services, how much do you charge?” i asked and he replied “You pay want you want to pay, but most of my clients pay around £150 for a couple of hours of my time”. There was no going back for me from here, i was in and my pussy was started to show signs of being really keen, i could feel my it starting to get warm, and i knew my lips were swelling up, but i was really nervous, and i was sure that Kevin could tell.
“How i normally work is that i meet my clients here and give them a key to my studio, they go up there and prepare themselves and i go up 10 minutes later, my clients put some music on or whatever makes them feel comfortable, and maybe help themselves to a glass of water or wine from the fridge, and we take it from there. Most or my clients are really nervous the first time, we just take it slowly”, i looked at Kevin and he put a small key on the table with a fob that said the studio number, the entrance is just next door, i stood up and left the coffee shop with the key in my hand.
Not knowing what to expect i entered into Kevins studio and looked around, it was beautiful, tastefully decorated with a fridge in the corner, a small bathroom and a large bed. The floor was wooden and the bed linen was white with a deep purple throw. I knew that there was no going back now, and i was absolutely gagging to be fucked, it had been too long.
I was unsure what to do now, but i knew i had a few minutes to get ready, so as suggested i helped myself to a large glass of cold Sauvignon Blanc, it was too early in the morning for wine, but i needed some dutch courage, I took a peek through the blinds in the window and saw people in the street, no-one taking any notice of what i was up to. Drinking my wine quickly, i went into the bathroom and saw some empty clothes hangers on a rail, a silk gown, some toiletries, some perfumes and an un-opened toothbrush, which i presumed was for me to use if i wished. I slowly undressed myself, hanging my clothes on the rail, until i was down to my underwear, i opened the toothbrush and cleaned my teeth, then removed my bra, rubbing my 34DD breasts and cupping them in my hands, my nipples were like little bullets. I slowly removed my knickers, smelling my excitement as i bent down to remove them, i looked in the mirror and admired myself before walking back into the room and slipping into the sumptuous bed. A minute or so later i heard footsteps on the stairs, and the studio door opened, Kevin smiled as he walked in, “I see that you have made yourself comfortable” he said, and then disappeared into the bathroom. Kevin walked out a minute later, naked, his body was toned, but not too muscly, but he looked good, his cock was still soft, but looked plump and very appetising. Kevin opened the drawer next to the bed, removing some massage oil, some lube and a condom. He climbed in the bed next to me, i giggled very nervously, god knows why, it wasn’t the first time is was having sex. Kevin gently rolled me over onto my front and began to expertly massage my shoulders, rubbing his hands all over my shoulders and neck, it was very relaxing, and i was feeling very chilled. He slowly pulled the bed covers back and sat up on his knees, reached over to the massage oil, poured some on his hand and began massaging my whole back, bum and legs. I could feel his firm hands sliding all over my body, i wanted him to touch me all over, but realised this was not a part of his plan. He tantalisingly massaged me for a while, i knew that if he fingered me now i would come almost instantly, sex with Sam had never been like this. Kevin asked me to gently roll over, i did as i was told and he applied more oil to my body and began massaging my breasts, tummy and legs, leaving my pussy well alone. I was desperate for his cock which had grown now and i wrapped my fingers around it, slowly wanking him, he was rock hard within seconds. I leant forward to put it in my mouth, but he pushed me gently back, “This is about you, relax”, and carried on massaging my body. My pussy was almost on fire, i could feel my juice dribbling out of me, i was ready for him, and needed him.
Kevin moved down my body, i parted my legs in anticipation, he leant forward and began kissing my tits, then slowly began kissing down my body, moving down towards my now very exposed cunt, he blew gently on my already swollen lips and quickly slid his tongue in between them, circling and rubbing my clit. I could stand it, and my body heated up and within seconds in was writhing around on the sheets, my orgasm pulsating through my body, i clamped my legs closed, i couldn’t bear him continuing, i was too sensitive down there. Kevin smiled and rolled me gently back onto my front, and continued to massage me, i relaxed in the glow of my orgasm. Kevin massaged my shoulders again, my back and legs, eventually returning to my bum, massaging that for a few minutes, and then slipping his hand back between my legs, i slowly opened them again and he began to rub my slit, then sliding 2 fingers into my hot, wet sticky hole, it felt great. He rubbing my pussy for a few minutes, i knew i was ready again, so i rolled over onto my back and opened my legs wide. Kevin reached over to the condom and expertly rolled it on to his full length, i watched as he moved between my legs and felt his heat touch my swollen lips, i felt his length slide slowly and gently into me, then gently sliding in and out in a rhythm, i lay there in bliss. His cock shaft was rubbing on my lips and stimulating my clit, the sensation slowly started to bring me towards orgasm again, i began to breathe faster and more heavily, and i noticed that Kevin had increased the thrust of his cock and the speed, the nearer i came towards my orgasm the more forceful Kevin’s thrust became, i cried out in delight and my second orgasm of the morning shattered through my body, seconds later i felt Kevin’s cock get really hard and his body shuddered as he emptied himself.
We both lay there for a few minutes, i was surrounded by mixed emotions, i had just had great sex, but had cheated on Sam. I got up and went to the bathroom and tidied myself up. I looked at my watch, i had been with Kevin for over 2 and a half hours, i looked in the mirror and my skin looked radiant, albeit a little flushed. I got dressed and walked back into the bedroom, Kevin was sat up on the bed. I bent forward and kissed his cheek, “thanks” i said. I put my £200 on the drawer by the bed, “i hope that is OK for today”, he looked up and smiled “thanks” he replied. I gathered my bag and left the studio room.
I did feel guilty for a short while, but realised that it is not an affair, more of a needs satisfaction service, I now go shopping every Tuesday morning, i don’t need the wine for dutch courage any more, and it is like going to college again, i’m always learning, and guess what Sam never asks what i am buying each week.