Preview: Jenna’s New Client (Life of an Escort series, #2)

Jenna's New ClientCold ice cream meets hot skin … 

When Jenna gets a call from a new client who wants to meet her in the mall food court, she imagines a game of naughty peek-a-boo. But when she arrives, the hot, dominant man has more in mind.

He leads his escort around the mall, having her try on clothes while he watches. He instructs her to take off her panties while other men are watching. And he asks to see all of her body while he remains fully clothed.

Finally, when she feels like she’s about to burst with desire, he begins teasing her with the tip of his cold ice cream cone. Will he ever fill her craving, or does he just want to control her by getting her worked up?

This is a 5,100-word rough erotic short featuring a dominant alpha male. If you’ve ever dreamed of showing off in public, this story is for you.


One day, Jenna got a call from a man she had never worked for before. A friend of hers who was also an escort had recommended that he call her. Her friend did only limited types of services, mostly meeting in hotels, but she knew that Jenna, on the other hand, was up for anything.

“I’d like to meet you in the mall,” said the man, who introduced himself as Brian, over the phone.

“The mall?” said Jenna, surprised. “Why the mall?”

“It’s always been a fantasy of mine,” he said simply.

She had had clients meet her in public before, of course, but it was usually at bars, where they wanted her to keep her distance but sit on a high barstool with no panties on, slyly opening and closing her legs so that only they could see. Some of them wanted other men to see too. She always liked working those gigs because they made her feel very attractive and wanted, even if they didn’t always end in sex. She wondered if this man was going to ask her to do the same thing. But at the mall? It seemed like an unlikely location for it.

Assuming this was going to be a sex-free meet-up where he only wanted to look, she asked, “Okay, what part of the mall do you want to meet in?” She was surprised that her friend had turned this gig down. It wasn’t really that unusual a request at all. Aside, that is, from the fact that bars were known for flirtation and hookups, whereas malls were not. But everyone had their kink. Who was she to judge?

“In the food court,” he said.

She wasn’t surprised. The food court was a natural location for discreetly flashing someone. She was a little disappointed, though, that they wouldn’t be getting away with something in Forever 21 or one of the other clothing shops. She imagined herself standing on her tiptoes, her short dress riding up in the back, revealing her shapely ass, no underwear on. Then again, they could always move to that afterword. The food court was a perfectly fine place to start. She wondered if he would be alone or if he would be watching with friends.…

To keep reading Jenna’s New Client and view the rest of Anya Aurelie’s catalog, visit Anya’s Amazon Author Central page.


Preview: Jenna’s First Frat Party (Life of an Escort series, #1)

Jenna's First Frat PartyHow much can she handle?

Jenna has been an escort for one year, but she’s never been asked to do anything like this. She’s been invited to a frat party … as the entertainment.

When she arrives at the frat house, she’s asked to strip. Then she gets down on all fours on the coffee table in the middle of the room, where she stays all night while men wander around examining her from every angle, then taking their way with her if they choose.

As more and more men get in on the game, she wonders just how much pleasure she can take. Will she be able to satisfy all the hungry, dominant men who want a piece of her?

This is a 5,000-word rough erotic short involving group play among consenting adults. If you like the thought of being used for pleasure by many anonymous men, this story is sure to satisfy.


Jenna was excited. She had been hired to work a party at the local college campus. She had never been to this school before, but had heard about the crazy frat parties that sometimes took place there.

They’d found her through an ad in the local paper. She worked as an escort, and she enjoyed her job. But this, this was something she’d never done before. The man who had contacted her, one of the frat brothers, had said she would be open and available to anyone who came by and was interested. Just sitting there naked, on all fours, and ready to go. She had heard stories from other escorts who had done things like this, but she didn’t know what to actually expect.

She pulled into the lot of the big house with Greek letters on the side, feeling a little nervous but mostly excited, and looked around. It looked like any normal college frat house. There were inexpensive, old cars in the lot, and male students walking around with books and backpacks, looking like they were on their way to class. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, and it certainly didn’t look illicit. It didn’t look at all scandalous.

It didn’t look, frankly, like the kind of place that Jenna would have been hired come. She walked up to the door that she had been instructed to approach, and she rang the bell. The door required a key code entry, and the man who had contacted her on the phone had not given her the code.

When he answered her ring, she said, “I’m here for the party.”

“I’ll be right down,” the male voice said.

She waited, anxious. She felt her panties getting wet, thinking about what might happen that evening. When the man arrived, he was just as she had imagined him: he was well-built, blond, and looked as though he came from money. He was young, didn’t have a single line on his face, and seemed like he had never had a trouble in his life.


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Preview: Jenna’s First Job (Life of an Escort series, prequel)

She’s desperate for money. But how far is she willing to go?

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.

To keep reading Jenna’s First Frat Party and view the rest of Anya Aurelie’s catalog, visit Anya’s Amazon Author Central page.