"Come in," I said.The first person walked in. He was dressed very professionally; he worea black patterned blouse with a black skirt and black shoes. ...e also haddark brown tights and wore his black hair in a bun. "Ah good morning MrGibson," I said standing up and shaking his hand. "Please have a seat."The interview was fairly standard. I asked him the usual questions; whathe had done previously, why he wanted to work here. He seemed verypromising even though he was the first candidate and I. I told her what I was looking for and that my escort had to fit in with the parameters of a black tie business dinner. Once I paid with my credit card, I was instructed where I could pick up my 'date' for the evening.I hate to put myself down but to be honest I would have to be called homely by anybody's standards and I realize this is the main reason I have so much trouble with women. It's not that I don't think there are women who could love an ugly man it's just I couldn't seem to find them.. I climbed back off the bed to think a bit clearer, and eventually decided that a side entry would be the most effective way. I lay on the bed on my side and scooted forwards lifting Linda's right leg and draping it over my body. I continued scooting forward easing her right leg higher up my body until my groin was right up between her legs. I then swiveled my hips forward while guiding my cock and lining up on her wide open cunt. I was there, I pressed forward and sunk my cock balls deep into. I would've just made an excuse to call the whole thing off then and there but I didn't want to seem too rude.I'll skip the boring coffee trip for the sake of making this story go a bit faster and be more interesting. Me, Tom, & Claire arrived back at my house and somehow ended up in my house, so my plan of calling the rest of the night off didn't exactly work out so well. The three of us were sitting in my bedroom watching TV because when the ex left she took the living room TV. I went out to.