I was going to a party where I knew there would be several models who were also escorts in London attending. I’ve been chosen because I don’t mind the type of intimate indulgence, and gender isn’t an issue, just as long as I feel comfortable with what is going on around me.
I chose a Valentino gown, heavily discounted in the January sale, but it would showcase my assets nicely. The sheer arms and high-cut, sheer back were gorgeous features, and I was sure my date for the evening, Philip, would appreciate how I looked.
As I was driven down a long gravelled driveway, it reminded me of the mansion Vlad had taken me to on our jaunts outside London, over in Surrey. This was a red-brick Victorian house, with lights on upstairs and downstairs. The party appeared to be in full flow.
As soon as we approached the house, through the acres of parkland, I messaged Philip to let him know I was arriving slightly ahead of time. As soon as I stepped out, a tall, older, distinguished-looking gentleman met me, dressed in a tuxedo. This was Philip and he took me by the arm, looking pleased with his choice escort.
“Hello and welcome. I’ve explained to my friends I have an exotic guest,” he smiled, and looking at my breasts and the rest of my attire. After a quick tour and a few curious glances from male and female guests, we drank champagne and listened to the band. I didn’t talk to anyone, but then I recognised another escort from London. Amelia smiled at me and then focused on her client; a much younger man. Soon, Philip suggested we go to a different area of the house.
At the pool, I was given a tiny bikini to change into. It was a size 8 and I’m a good size 10 and my breasts spilled out of it, and only my nipples were really covered. Philip smiled at my figure, and then changed into trunks, before we both slipped into the heated pool.
As soon as the other guests left, he took his trunks off and joined me in the pool. Philip unhooked my top and stroked my hardening nipples, just as a young male guest slipped into view and sat on a chair watching us. I noticed he had freed his cock, and was watching Philip tongue my nipples. Philip’s erection brushed my thigh, so I placed my hand around his length and caressed him slowly. The young guy was fixated on my breasts, but I asked Philip if we could get out of the water.
He smiled and helped me out, but the young man didn’t move and was hardly visible in the shadows. I turned towards him, and pulled down my bikini bottoms, so both Philip and the young man could see the whole of my bottom and my pussy. I was becoming very turned on.
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