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Can't Get Enough

Rachel Greyson accepts an invitation to attend a writer's conference to provide sex for the writers
Rachel couldn’t believe the ad she read in the Personal Section of the newspaper.

Escorts needed for a writer’s workshop. Dates 3-1-13 to 3-15-13.

Transportation, room, board provided. Pay package includes $20,000, plus tips. If interested contact

The escort service she’d work for had been forced out of business on the fourth of March, and she hadn’t saved much of the money even though she averaged three clients a day and several long weekends per month. Making contact with Herb was an easy decision.

She sent three nude pictures and one line of text: Too many parties, too many bars, too many drinks, not enough men.

She received a reply two days later.

You’ve been selected to participate in the writer’s conference. Contact Herb for more details.

Herb told her she would be one of five escorts hired to entertain twenty possible writer clients. He sent her a one thousand dollar check for clothes and a round trip ticket to Phoenix, Arizona, and told her he would meet her at the airport.

* * *

Rachel was met at the Phoenix International Airport by Mr. Herbert Brantley. She was dressed in a conservative dark green business suit that emphasized her shape and build and went well with her hair. Herb was wearing a brown business suit that complemented his hair

“You’re more beautiful that your pictures,” he said offering her his hand and staring into pools of green.

“Thanks, I hoped the pictures would interest you.”

"Thomas, take Ms. Grayson’s bag to the car. We’ll meet you there.”

A handsome young man dressed in a grey business suit took her pull cart luggage and wheeled it away.

“It’s a pleasure. Did you have a good trip?”

“Yes, but I’m looking forward to better ones.” She gave him a risqué smile, brushed her long red hair over her shoulders, and stared at his crotch.

“We were impressed with your pictures but even more with your note: Too many parties, too many bars, too many drinks, but not enough men.”

“I like my little aphorism.”

“Does it have a meaning deeper than the obvious?”

“Did you think it was profound?”

“It’s poetic in style and poems are usually multi-layered.”

“I didn’t think about that, I only wrote something I thought would attract attention and get me this gig.”

He offered her his arm and walked toward the terminal’s entrance. “The conference is being attended by some of the best young writers in the country. We want them to leave pleased with the workshop. We want to sign as many of them as possible to book contracts with Kimble Publishing, and you and the other escorts are to make the week as pleasant for them as possible.” He smiled.

“In other words, you want us to fuck them as part of a package they can’t refuse.”

“I wouldn’t have used those words but you have the general idea.”

“How many writers will there be?” She asked, squeezing his arm. She already knew the answer.

He looked at her. “Twenty writers have accepted invitations.

“A nice round number,” she commented.

“There’ll be a total of five escorts including yourself.”

“Twenty divisible by five, how sweet.” She grinned.

“Are you being sarcastic, Ms. Grayson?"

“A little but I like large numbers and proportions.”

The stepped to the curb and a waiting white limo. Thomas was putting her bag in the trunk, and a large black man dressed in a chauffeur's uniform helped Rachel and Herb into the vehicle.

“It’s about a two-hour drive to the Kimble Ranch where the workshop will be conducted. Would you care for a drink?"

"A sweet white wine would be nice.”

He crouched in front of a wet bar and poured two flutes of wine.

She observed his fine ass as he bent to pour the wine, and she unbuttoned her jacket and removed it.

Herb observed her protrusions under the gray blouse as he handed her the wine.

“Do you like?” She unfastened the top two buttons of her blouse.

“Your pictures were fabulous. Your breasts are what a man is willing to die for.” He stared at the two open buttons.

“Would you like me to open the rest?”

“Are you serious?” He sat his wine in a holder.

She smiled at him, undid the rest of the buttons, pulled her blouse from her skirt, removed the blouse, unfastened the bra hooks, slid the straps down her shoulders, and pulled the cups from beneath her breasts. Her firm breasts stood out like the ends of small torpedoes. “Would you like to touch them?” She leaned toward him.

He cupped her breasts, thumbed her nipples, kissed each of them, and took one into his mouth.

She fondled his crotch, opened his fly, and took his cock in her hand.” Take off you jacket and tie while I busy myself with your cock.” She sucked his crown into her mouth.

Herb removed his jacket and shirt, and lifted his ass so he could push his pants down. He moaned as her lips slid up and down his cock.

“Would you like a quickie?”

She pulled her skirt up, slid her panties, to the side, straddled his legs, and settled herself on his shaft, and moaned, “That’s nice.”

He took her tits and ravished them with his mouth and hands.

As he feasted on her nipples, she tightened and loosened her pussy muscles around his staff. “Lean back, I’m going to ride you like an Arizona cowgirl.” She grabbed his shoulders and fucked his hard-on. She used her legs, stomach, and hips muscles to pump him like an oil well. When she tired of that position, she bobbed up and down on his staff as though it was a pogo stick.

“Slow down, I’m not going to last much longer.”

“It’s too late, I’m about to come too.” She surged on him and her contractions took over her body and she climaxed with a groan, “Aaaugh.”

Seconds later, he shot spurt after spurt of jizz deep into her pussy.

They remained joined in each other’s arms until he slipped from her.

“Thank you, that’s an incredible gift you’ve given me. I never thought I’d have an opportunity to have sex with you.”

“It was fun since I had an orgasm, but I need more. Will you have the driver stop at some convenient place, and you change places with Thomas. He looks like he could satisfy me.” She sat back on her seat and removed her skirt and panties.

He smiled, “Yes, I think Thomas deserves to get more than money out of this job.” He cleaned himself, redressed, and asked the driver to pull over at the next wide shoulder.

In a few minutes the car pulled off the road and stopped.

Herb got out had a quick conversation with Thomas and got in the front seat.

Thomas, with a smile on his face, got into the back. “Pinch me, I can’t believe this is happening.”

“Don’t talk, take off your clothing?” She sat back and drank her wine as he hurriedly undressed. She liked what she saw when he removed his boxers. "I’m ready, do you need for me to give you a blow job?”

He looked amazed.

Rachel pushed him to a couch, crawled between his legs, and took his erection in her hand. She looked up at him, “Fondle my tits.” She dropped her head to his staff and took the head into her mouth.

Thomas moaned, “Oooah,” pushed her head down, and reached around her back to grab her breasts.

She took as much of his long dick into her mouth, tightened her lips and slid up and down his length as fast as she could.

His breathing became faster, he squeezed her breasts hard, “You’ve got to stop or I’m going to come in your mouth.

Moving off or him, she grabbed his shaft and squeezed. “I don’t want you coming too soon. I want you to last as long as you can. When you get close, stop. Is that clear?”

“Yes ma’me.”

She sat on the edge of the back seat spreading her legs. “Put it in and then suck on my teats.”

Crouching in the back of the limo, he held his dick and moved until the head of his pole was at her entrance.

“Put it in.”

He glided into her moist and eager pussy and moaned, “Oooah, you’ve got a great snatch.”

“Okay, I like your cock too, but I want you to suck on my teats.”

Taking them both in his hands he squeezed them, kissed each nipple and looked up to her, “You have fantastic breasts. There the nicest I’ve ever seen.”

“Don’t talk, suck.” She pulled his head to her breasts.

He swallowed one nipple and used his tongue to lick up and down, from side to side, and around and around in circles.

“Augh, that’s good, now suck as hard as you can.” She held his mouth steady on her nub. She moaned again when he placed her nipple between the roof of his mouth and his teeth and sucked like he was starving. “Oh god, that’s good. Now the other one.”

He held her large tit in both hands and wet here entire breast before sucking the teat into his mouth. His tongue never stopped moving.

Rachel moaned “Aaugh, that’s good, but keep sucking.”

Thomas took as much of her boob into his mouth, leaned back pulling her breast away from her chest before he applied pressure to her nub.

“Damn, damn, you’re good at that. Now show me how you use your dick.” She took her ankles in her hand, and spread her legs wide

Crouching, he took her by the hips, slipped his long, hard cock into her and stroked her tunnel as fast as he could.

She egged him on, “Faster, faster.”

He plowed her pussy like a John Deere tractor: in and out, in and out. This went on for several minutes before he stopped, “I’m getting close.”

“Come here and kiss me.”

They kissed with tongues dancing to an unknown love song.

He pulled away and brought her legs to the front of his face. “I like that, your pussy feels tighter that way,” He said before slowly stroking her. He continued giving her long hard strokes.

“That good, but I want it faster and harder. Ram into me like you were drilling deeper into an oil well.” She pulled her legs back toward her face.

With Rachel rolled up on to her tail bone, he had a better angle. He did pushups in her pussy at a regular cadence.

After a few minutes, she began to grunt at each of his down strokes, “Ugh.” She closed her eyes enjoying his long, thick cock stimulating every nerve in her cunt. “Oh yes, oh yes, I’m coming, fuck me, fuck me." 

Thomas increased his pace. Sweat dropped from his face to her heaving breasts, and he drilled her faster and harder.

She groaned, “Aaaugh,” as she gushed her liquids over his cock and onto the seat. “Don’t stop, don’t stop until you come.” She massaged her clit.

He smiled down at her and persisted driving his spike hard and fast into her desiring cunt. Over and over, he drove into her with as much power he could generate.

Rachel begin grunting again, “Ugh, ugh, ugh,” Her fingers moved rapidly over her clit until her body went rigid. “I’m coming, fuck me, fuck me.”

Thomas didn’t stop. He was aroused beyond belief as he stared down at her beautiful face and her incredible breasts, and he screwed her like there was no tomorrow.

She climaxed with a series of groans, “Aaaugh, aaaugh, aasugh.”

He came soon after she did with one last hard plunge and moaning, “You have the greatest pussy I’ve ever had.

As he came, she climaxed again, “Aaaugh, ooough, wooow! That’s the most intense orgasm I’ve had in a long time. Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

* * *

Rachel selected a black cocktail dress revealing abundant cleavage and lots of leg. At five feet eleven inches in height, a Lindsey Lohan look, long red hair, and a Playboy figure she expected to attract a great deal of attention.

She and the four other escorts were picked up by a large white van at 6:45 and taken to the Kimble Ranch. It was a large building built of manufactured logs with a wrap-around porch. It had been obviously designed to fit into the hilly, arid, and barren landscape. Its construction was the same style as the villa where she was being housed.

Herb Brantley met them on the porch, gave them name tags, and said, “Mingle and have a good time. He opened the door into a large room wonderfully designed and furnished in white pine panels and western style furniture. There were ten western style tables and chairs and two wet bars, and a large number of men standing, sitting and drinking when they entered.

Rachel was the last in line. Her height, plus four inch heels and flaming red hair, drew immediate attention. She was approached by about a half-dozen men who offered to get her a drink. She accepted some white wine and stood talking with her admirers. She surveyed the room seeking the best looking or most interesting man she would allow to take her to his room. They were dressed casually, but one man sitting by himself was attractive to her. He was gorgeous and wore chinos and a blue shirt unbuttoned half way down his chest showing off the hair on his chest.

She excused herself from the mob and walked toward him. “I’m Rachel Grayson and wondering why you’re sitting by yourself.” She extended her hand.

Standing, he shook her hand but didn’t let go as he ogled her. “I’m Jet Ralston. Are you as beautiful under that dress as you are now?”

“I think better. Would you like to find out?” She moved closer to him.

“I would but I must warn you I like kinky sex,” he said seriously.

Her eyes opened wide. “What’s your definition of kinky?”

“Blind folds, restraints, dildos, and cock rings for starters,” he stared at her breasts, “and for you I believe nipple clamps would be appropriate.”

“Do you follow BMSD rules?”

“Of course, the idea is to enjoy sex not to inflict pain. I’m into pleasure and you fit my definition of a woman who can provide a great deal of satisfaction.”

“I’m ready when you are.” She nodded, then smiled, looking into his jet black eyes.

* * *

In his bedroom, he took her in his arms. “Has anyone told you today how beautiful you are?” Before she could answer he kissed her with his head and tongue constantly moving. One hand pulled the zipper of her dress down and unfastened her four-snap bra. “I’m going to blindfold you and tie you to the bed.”

“You don’t have to do that. I like to be active while being fucked,” she said.

“I know but I’m doing it to increase our pleasure.” He pushed her to the bed and bound her hands and feet to the four corners of the bed before covering her eyes with a blindfold. Climbing on to the bed above her head, with his hand on his shaft, he probed her mouth until she opened it. He fucked her face and leaned forward to fondle one breast and to suck the other nipple into his mouth. He sucked long and hard on both nipples as his cock continued to hump her mouth.

Rachel liked to suck cock. His length and girth satisfied her oral instincts and his hand and mouth on her boobs stimulated her to a peak of passion.

He pulled out of her and climbed off the bed. “Did you like that?”

“Give it to me, I’m ready,” she whimpered and lifted her head to follow the sound of his movements to the side of the bed.

“If you liked that, wait until you feel this.” He placed clamps on her nipples.

She moaned at the pressure the clips had on her teats. The feeling was different than his hands and mouth. “It hurts a little but it’s stimulating.”

“You haven’t felt anything yet.” He turned on a vibrating dildo and slowly circled the bed rubbing the vibrating instrument over her body.

Rachel enjoyed the massage. Her body relished the feeling of the pulsating instrument. She especially liked it when the vibrator was run up and down her inner thighs. “That tickles.”

“It’s supposed too.” He turned the vibrator off and massaged around her pussy.

She giggled. “That’s nice.” Her body tensed when he turned the dildo on, which increased the vibrations on her nipples and on the dildo as it entered her cunt.

Over and over, he circled her snatch while slowly increasing the speed of the vibrating dildo.

She writhed in pleasure when the vibrator was on high. It felt wonderful.

He used one hand to pull the hood from over her clit, then he touched it to her most sensitive organ.

The intensity of the vibrations on her honey button was overwhelming causing her pussy contractions to push her over the peak of passion into the throes of a major orgasm lasting almost a minute. She howled, “Oh God, oh God, oh God, I’m coming, I’m coming, aaaaaw!”

Before she recovered, his stiff dick slammed into her cunt. He pounded her relentlessly and she noticed a hard rubbery object strike her pubis bone and clitty as he stroked her. When he tired she asked, “What are you wearing?”

He laughed long and loud. “I thought you might like some additional titillation so I put on a vibrating cock ring.”

“I haven’t felt any vibrations.”

“I haven’t turned it on yet, are you ready?”

“Is it going to be as stimulating as the dildo on my clit?”

“I don’t know. Tell me what you think.” He plunged into her holding the cock ring against her clit. He turned on the vibrator.

“Oh that’s nice.”

He pressed into her with all his weight and turned the vibrator on high.

She rose on her shoulders and feet bowing her back at the awesome sensations the cock ring vibrators gave her. The feeling was like the fire and heat of a lighting strike. She screamed, “Yaaaahgh, oooooah, whooo!”

* * *

“I have a proposition for you,” Herb said as he sat in Rachel’s villa Monday after breakfast.

“I like to be propositioned.” She crossed her legs at the knee flashing a lot of thigh.

He leaned forward with hands on his knees. “I’ve been overwhelmed by requests for your services.” He took note of her legs.

“That’s a nice complement. All twenty of them want to spend quality time with me?” She asked eagerly, bending toward him revealing her deep cleavage.

“With your permission, I’ll schedule you with four men every day this week,”

“Four, is that all?” She laughed uncrossing her legs flashing a hint of black panties.

“Everyone wants to be with you, and I thought I’d space them out depending on their schedules. I’ll arrange for you to be with them anyway your like: one on one, two threesomes, or a gangbang.” He surveyed her Lohan-like features, her long red hair falling to her shoulders, the cleavage showing in her deep V-shaped blouse, and the hint of black panties covering her feminine mystery, and her long shapely legs.

She stared into his brown eyes with her mouth open. “This is what I think your proposal is: You want me to entertain four men a day for the rest of the week.”

“Basically, you’re correct. “I’ll schedule four men a day for the remainder of the week. This weekend we’re going to take them to Phoenix for a couple of days away from meeting and the wilderness.” He looked at her expectantly.

“I’m agreeable with that. What about next week?” Rachel spread her arms wide in a questioning manner.

“I’m not sure yet, but I have several ideas we can discuss Sunday evening. Would you like to go into the city with us?”

“I’ll let you know Friday evening. It’ll depend on how I’m feeling. Let’s set the schedule for this week.”

Herb, took a sheet of paper wrote down some numbers, “How about eleven, two, five, and eight. That schedule will give you time to eat and have a break between sessions.” He pushed the paper toward her.

She looked over the numbers and said, “Okay, I can handle that. It’s almost ten. Why don’t you let me get ready for the first guy?”

“I’ll go tell the guys who you’ll entertain today.” He hugged her and left a happy man.

* * *

Rachel spent the week on her knees, on her back, bent over an object, or on top of a hard cock. Most of the sex was ordinary, because with a few exceptions the authors were relatively inexperienced. However, one of the guys, Henry Hunker, was different.

She saw Henry at eight o’clock Wednesday night. He was tall, about six feet three inches, had an athletic body, and a long, thick cock. He came into her villa right on time carrying a small bouquet of desert flowers.

“They’re beautiful, are those for me?”

“It’s the best I could do out here in the desert.”

“Thank you. You’re the first to bring me a gift. I like that. How would you like to begin?”

“Would you do a strip tease for me?”

“I’m not wearing much, but I’ll do it.” She twirled on her toes in a series of circles around the room. Occasionally, as she circled she opened her gown flashing him her titties.

As she danced around the room, Henry undressed and sat on the edge of a couch.

Rachel, dropped her robe and fell to her knees in front of him. She looked him in his eyes, grabbed his cock, and took it in her mouth. Sucking and plunging up and down his staff she had him aroused and as hard as a rock. “I think you’re ready, and I like the female superior position.” She led him into the bedroom.

He climbed onto the bed, and lay with his cock in his hand. “I last longer in this position, and I want to feast on your tits.”

“Almost everyone does.” She straddled his body, separated her pussy lips, and slowly spindled herself.

They moaned as hard flesh pierced soft flesh.

“According to what Jet told me, I’m going to be vanilla.” He looked up at her.

“When I have an itch between my big toes, nothing is vanilla.” She leaned forward holding a breast in each hand. “Which would you like first?”

He took one in his mouth and one in his hand. He treated them like crystal. Tongue and fingers roused each nipple until her nipples were as hard as his cock. Back and forth he went in multiple round-trips.

She enjoyed the way he tingled her teats and she make mini-movements on his staff and squeezed and relaxed her pussy muscles around his shaft to enhance her pleasure. While she enjoyed her breasts being stimulated she needed more so she sat up straight.

“What. . .”

“Hold my hands and brace me.”

As soon as he took her hands, she whammed him. Up and down she rode on his horn. She humped him as hard as possible until the rumblings within her core signaled an impending orgasm. Slumping to his body she whispered in his ear, “Fuck me, fuck me!”

He grabbed her by the hips and rammed his staff into her over and over.

She grunted at each forward thrust allowing herself the freedom to enjoy his cock to stimulate her cavity until the contractions of her organs in and around her pussy exploded and she went ballistic on his spike until she became lost in the thrill of her climax and the flow of hot jism filling her void. After a moment of enjoying the glow of satisfactory sex she said, “Thank you. That’s the best orgasm I’ve had this week. Hold me until I go to sleep.”

* * *

“Five gangbangs in five nights. Are you crazy?” Rachel asked

“No I thought you might like something difficult, and you said you’ve never been involved in one. Now, you have a chance to have five in five nights. What’s not to like?’

“Four guys in one day worked out well, but I’m not sure about four of them at one time.”

“Why not you’ll have all day to sleep and rest, and I’m sure you’ll enjoy something different.”

Rachel looked at him. “I think it’s crazy, but I’ll do it. I hope you're right about it being fun.”

* * *

Rachel sat on a brown leather couch wearing a green gown and wondering how this gangbang would differ from the other four. The first night was exciting because none of them had participated in one. The next three nights were variation of the first. She was well used and fucked a lot, but she didn’t have many orgasms probably due to the inexperience of her partners. She thought this night would be better because of the presence of Jet Ralston.

There was a knock on the door at eight o’clock and four casually dressed men filed into the room with Jet at the back.

She stood and asked, “How would you gentlemen like to proceed? Wiggling her shoulders, she allowed her gown to slip to the floor.

They gawked at her voluptuous beauty.

Jet threw up his hands. “Okay guys, she’s built like a brick shit house, but you already knew that. Let’s not forget our plan.”

They quickly undressed and Jet led them to her standing by the couch. Each of them took a limb and carried her into the bedroom. They laid her on the bed and from their bags they placed soft cloth cuffs around her wrists and ankles, and then to the four corners of the bed.

She lay restrained in a venerable spread eagle position and with her hips placed on a pillow, but mentally prepared and excited about what was going to happen.

“I’m going to cover your eyes to intensify your feelings as we all have a good time,” Jet said as he pulled a black blindfold over her head and eyes.

She felt them crawling onto the bed; one near her head, one on each side, and one close to her feet. Nothing was said but almost simultaneously she was kissed passionately, two mouths took her nipples into their mouths, and a hand roamed through her pubic hair and around her cunt and ass. The stimulations on all of her erogenous zones were arousing. Her tongue was entwined with another, her nipples were licked and sucked, and she was tickled around her most sensitive sex organ.

They were gone, and she felt and heard them moving around until someone was at each of the previous positions. A dick probed at her lips and she eagerly accepted it. Vibrators were used to massage her chest, sides, stomach, and breasts. Another stimulator coursed through her pubic hair and around her twat, and a finger lubricated her asshole.

“I like what you guys are doing but I’m not comfortable with the ass play.”

There was no response and after a moment they changed locations.

Another cock slipped into her mouth and she sucked enthusiastically. Vibrating clamps were placed on her nipples and tickled her. At the same time other vibrators wandered over the remainder of her upper body. A dildo was slipped into her tunnel while at the same time a thin and short butt plug was placed in her ass.

“I told you before I don’t like the butt plug.” Aside from the invasion of her ass, she enjoyed the good tasting cock in her mouth, the throbbing on her nipples and massaging of her body, and she especially liked the rod being run in and out of her passageway. She felt the signs of an impending orgasm.

They changed locations a third time. She sucked on the largest cock so far. The vibrations on her body and nipples increased in intensity, and the dildo was removed from her cunt. The butt plug was replaced with a larger one and the vibrator turned on high and placed on her clit. The gathering storm within her reached its peak from all the stimulations, and she spilled over into a delicious orgasm, “Yaaaaugh, aaaaaah, ooooooah!"

She was left alone for a minute. They climbed back onto the bed and a larger butt plug replaced the smaller one and the pillow was removed. Before she could complain a cock plunged into her, stopped deep within her, withdrew and rammed into her ten hard times. Not only did the cock affect her but each forward stroke caused the butt plug to bang into her. She was surprised by the suddenness of the two invasions and she grunted, “Aah,” at each stroke. At the same time she was kissed and her nipples licked and sucked.

He pulled out without coming, and another cock plunged into her and stopped for a moment and then gave her ten rough strokes, and again a larger butt plug was pushed into her at the same time. She didn’t have time to catch her breath before the staff thrust into her and she continued to grunt, “Aah, aah.”

A third, and then a fourth cock entered her roughly and gave her ten powerful strokes. Each cock and each stroke added to her pleasure, and when the fourth man pressed her clit as he pounded her sent waves of electric-like shocks throughout her body and mind and she climaxed with a howl: “I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming, daaaaaamn!”

Her bounds were released from the bed but not her wrists and ankles. She was lifted, the butt plug removed, and her anus was lowered to the tip of a hard cock. She struggled but that enabled her to be more easily spindled on the thumping cock.

“Ouch, that hurts like hell,” she hollered.

“The pain will soon disappear,” Jet said lying under and in her.

He was right after several minutes the pain diminished and she simply felt a long hard object stuffed up her ass.

Jet raised up, grabbed Rachel’s breasts, and pulled her back onto his chest. Her legs were spread and a cock glided into her pussy.

It felt strange having two staffs deep within her and being only a membrane apart, but the feeling changed to pleasure when both men stroked her. Over and over the two cocks in sync pushed into her and withdrew. They continued in unison until they both came with shouts, “Yes, yes, yes, oh man that’s great!” As their warm cum filled her orifices she came with them, “Yaaaugh, ooooough, aaaagh, woooow!”

Before she had time to think, she was lifted and impaled on a different pole in the ass and by another cock in her pussy and soon she lay in ecstasy being stroked by two cocks until they emptied their loads into her openings with shouts of pleasure, and she climaxed with them.

The double penetrations continued until all four men in the group had the opportunity to come in her ass and pussy. When they were exhausted, they took her to the bathroom bathed, rinsed, and dried her before returning her to a freshly made bed. After she was covered with a sheet and blanket, each of the men stopped to give her a chaste kiss on the lips and thanked her for the wonderful time they had.

The light was turned out as they left. An exhausted and sexually satisfied Rachel slept.

* * *

Rachel moaned as she climaxed for the third time during the trip from the Kimble Ranch to the Phoenix International Airport. She kissed the black chauffeur on the lips before climbing off his slowly ebbing cock. “If I’d known you were that good, I wouldn’t have waited this long to fuck you.”

He dressed while she cleaned herself.

He tapped twice on the door, the limo stopped and as he got out he said, “Thank you, Ms. Rachel, for getting my weekend off to a great start.”

Herb got back into the vehicle as she dressed. “Capers, Thomas, and I want to thank you for the bonus fucks.”

He watched her finishing dressing in the cloths she arrived in and said, “The conference was a smashing success due, in large part, to you. More than half of the writers signed book contracts and a few others are considering offers.”

“Thank you.” She looked into her mirror repairing her makeup.

Kimble is increasing your pay package to $30,000, and because they hold two conferences a year, I have an offer for you to return if your schedule permits.”

She smiled wickedly. “I’ll be free both weeks.”

* * *

Rachel sat exhausted but sexually satisfied in her first class seat, contemplating what to do with the money she’d made. She closed her eyes to reflect on the incredible sex she'd had during the week. Smiling to herself, she thought of a new aphorism: not enough parties, not enough bars, not enough drinks, but almost enough men.

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