Jenna’s been out of college for two months and can’t seem to find a job. She’s quickly running out of money when her favorite hotel bartender suggests that she try escorting. She is shocked — she’s always been a good girl. She couldn’t do something like that … could she?
The bartender introduces her to Elizabeth, a beautiful escort who works the hotel, and Jenna decides to go along on one of Elizabeth’s dates — just to watch. Before long, though, she finds herself uncontrollably turned on by the way the dominant man orders Elizabeth around and the things he commands her to do. Try as she might to stay out of their encounter, Jenna just may end up doing more than simply watching.
This 5,800-word rough erotic short is the prequel to the Life of an Escort series. If you’ve ever fantasized about a kinky MFF encounter with a dominant alpha male, getting handcuffed to a bed, or being hired as a call girl, this is the story for you.
Jenna was sitting at her favorite bar on the ground floor of a beautiful old hotel, talking to her favorite bartender, Jacob. She was twenty-two years old, had recently graduated from college, and was desperately in need of a job. It had been only a couple of months since graduation, but nothing seemed to be working out and her money was disappearing quickly.
“What all have you tried?” Jacob asked her.
“I’ve applied for jobs as a waitress, a salesgirl at a clothing store, a barista at a coffee shop, and a few other things,” she said. “I majored in anthropology, and believe it or not, there just aren’t any anthropology jobs out there. And it doesn’t seem like there’s much else out there, either.” She was definitely getting worried. She knew the recession was making things difficult, but still, she was surprised at how difficult it had been. She was young, she was beautiful, and she had a sexy body. Men tended to find her attractive, and women tended to want to look like her. Didn’t that count for anything in customer service jobs?
“Well, if you’re getting desperate, there’s always work for you here,” Jacob told her.
“Thanks, but I don’t know the first thing about mixing drinks,” she said.
“I’m not talking about bartending.”
She was surprised. “Oh,” she said. “What are you talking about, then?”
He looked at her a moment, not saying anything. He seemed to be assessing her. Finally, he said, “There’s always work here as an escort.”
“Escort?” she asked, shocked. “You mean like a prostitute?”
“Yes,” he said. “It’s often like that. But it doesn’t always involve sex, and you get to decide when it does and when it doesn’t. You’d be totally in control. And,” he continued leaning over the bar toward her as though sharing a secret, “between you and me, some of the men we get around here are pretty good looking. And many are very wealthy too.”
Jenna was astonished. Sex for money? She’d always been a good girl, and had never considered that she might make money off her body. Could she really bring herself to do that, opening herself up to strange men in strange hotel rooms?
At the same time, though, it was an intriguing prospect. She loved sex, and lately had not been on many dates. The thought of having sex and getting paid for it too was certainly alluring.
“Look,” Jacob said, “you don’t have to decide right now. Maybe you could even go on a call with one of the other girls who works out of here. See what it’s like. There are certain men who enjoy being watched. You wouldn’t have to participate.”
Slowly, she nodded. There was certainly no harm in going on a call and just watching what happened. She couldn’t imagine that she would actually end up doing this, but fantasizing about it, learning about it couldn’t hurt.
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