I'm one of the best paid and most sought-after male escorts in the world. I live mainly in hotels. And in my private gym in my London penthouse. My clients are the very rich and famous: top models, athletes, singers, actresses, and even royals. All loaded with money. In my line of duty money is not a factor; I get very well paid and always what I ask for. T...
Every year I spend a few days in Antwerp, Belgium around winter time for work. Usually a long weekend with Saturday night as really the only free time. Most years I'm accompanied by a colleague, Dan, who also happens to be one of my closest friends so it always made for a fun trip. Dan was the best man at my wedding a couple of years ago, our wives also get...
The tannoy announcement that it was morning woke Louise from a deep sleep. Yawning heavily she opened her eyes and struggled to recall where in the hell she was. A gentle rocking movement soon reminded her she was on board a ship and she hesitantly glanced over the edge of her bunk, half expecting to see Sonya and Brigitte curled up together. Much to her su...
I don't know how readers feel about it, but for me there is nothing more erotic than a true story. And the writing process certainly has its benefits -- the reliving of a sexy, fruitful and fulfilling event creates all sorts of stimulation for me and a productive hour or two invariably sends me off in search of human (or battery-driven) contact. So I offer...
The next morning came and Rihanna awoke, opening her eyes she found herself being held by James tightly and lovingly in the bed. She still wore the latex bodysuit she had worn for James the night before, and she was wet and sticky in places and she smiled to herself remembering what they did together only hours earlier. Their train from Paris to Amsterdam wo...
I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn't know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist. My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that,...
"I can't believe we're going to Amsterdam!" Jo said to her husband of 5 years, Ian. "I've always wanted to go!" Ian had surprised Jo with this trip for their 5th wedding anniversary. They would travel by boat from North Shields, near their home in Newcastle to Amsterdam overnight, then return after a day in the city. This particular boat sailed on a Friday...
(Copyright 2001. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * The opening notes of Beethoven's fifth symphony came from the shoulder bag on the floor of the BMW beneath Natasha's legs. "Will you get it for me please, Frankie?" She asked Francine, sitting in the front passenger seat next to her. Francine fumbled in the bag fo...
Martin was kind enough to delay our departure for Zuid Limburg by a day while we waited to see if Jeremy would come back to the hotel. When he didn't my pride took over and I did not want to wait for him either the next day and we took the still new smelling Mercedes out of the garage and started south to Maastricht and Valkenberg where Van der Meer, the own...
Alice Goes to Bondage-Land When I got back to me dorm room, it seemed like forever since I had seen Jean-Marie. I know it was only a few hours since he left back for Amsterdam, but I was missing him deeply. As I opened the door, my roommate handed me an envelope with a note from Jean-Marie, and an open-ended one-way plane ticket to Amsterdam and cash for my...