Finally, I decided that I would open my mind to the possibility of becoming an escort. This was unlike me. I was a wife and a mother. But none of that...seemed to matter, because reality seemed to fade me. I began to think of myself as the whore I secretly fantasized about being. “Okay, I’ll do it.” I said looking into Lorenzo’s beautiful brown eyes. “Great, I knew that you would. That’s my girl. I need a good girl like you working with me.” He said griping firmly onto. I've got a black spandex catsuit somewhere, skin tight. I'm not even sure where I keep it now, but at the time, it was always in my bedside drawer, next to my socks and tights.I loved how I looked in that catsuit, and the few lovers I'd had at around that time loved it even more. The problem was, it wasn't enough. Just intimate moments with a handful of men and women. Sure, I could have gone clubbing in it, been seen in it, but I didn't. I would still have faded from everyone's memory within. I was planing to fuck James one more time after Ron goes to sleep. 2am I felt someone unbuttoning my pants and unzipping them so I helped him take off my shorts. He started to eat my pussy, I tried not to have an loud orgasm. I put the pillow over my mouth and moaned and had my orgasm. He climbed on top of me and stuck his cock in and started to fuck me. While he was fucking me, the sex felt different, felt like he was going deeper inside of me and I didn’t feel like his cock didn’t had the. I brushed my teeth and prepared for bed, then slipped in between the sheet wearing my normal bedclothes, nothing.Picking up the book I'd been reading from the bed stand, I took up where I'd last read. After about fifteen minutes, Kenny came in, looking a bit hesitant, well-dressed in a pair of pajamas that I didn't remember seeing before."Would you turn out the light, Kenny? Thanks," I said as I nervously waited for him to slide in next to me.The light went off and I felt the bed move but.