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In Plain Sight: An Escort's Story - Part 2

Date: 10/8/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: michk111, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

us as he screamed at me. “I need that fucking money. Go get it know you fucking little whore. I can get any bitch to suck my cock any fucking time I want. Now go get me my fuck . . .” “No! I earned that money. We had a deal and that’s it,” I countered rather aggressively. I wasn’t going to back down. That money was the most I ever had and I wasn’t going to give it up. “You can either give it back to me or you can explain how the money disappeared. My dad wants to talk to you,” my boss spat out. “Do you know where the office is?” “Why does he want to talk to me?” I asked rather meekly. “Because you worked most nights and that’s when I close the books. What are you going to say?” “I don’t know. I don’t even know what he’s going to ask me.” “Here’s the address. You better go now. He’ll be waiting. Don’t you say a word about this! Nothing! Not a single fucking word!” my boss barked at me. He opened the door and half pushed me out into the parking lot as I looked back at him slamming the door closed. I knew where the office was mainly because it was the in the biggest house on the beach. I had walked by it dozens of times but I never knew that was where the office of the ‘soft server empire’ was. It was less an office and more and private estate on the beach with the Intracoastal Waterway behind the house and the ocean on the other. The house was bigger than anything I had ever seen before and at that point in my life I was sure it was bigger than anything I would ever own. It ... was about a mile walk from the ice cream parlor to the house. As is pretty typical for any day in August in North Carolina, it was about 100F degrees out. By the time I got to the house I had a pretty good sweat going and there was nothing I could do about it. I walked up to the front door, rang the doorbell and waited. A minute went by and nothing. I looked around and didn’t see any cars in the driveway and I didn’t see any life in the house. I rang the bell again. Nothing, no one came to the door. I rang the doorbell a third time halfheartedly and stepped down off the front porch. I followed the walk way around to the side of the house and called out. “Hello. Is anyone home?” Still nothing. I walked up to a gate that lead into the ocean side of the house and standing there on the deck was Mr. Keller. He was standing with his back to me, completely naked. He looked to be about six feet three inches tall with a very nice shape. His tan skin was glistening from the sun, reflecting on some water or lotion on his back. As my gaze moved down I could see his slender waist and firm buttocks. Finally as I lowered my eyes he was standing with his legs partially spread and I could see the shaft of his penis dangling in the gap between his spread legs. He was talking on the phone as he stood there and hadn’t heard me ring the bell. I quietly retreated and went back to the front door and rang the bell again. After a few more rings I decided to leave. I would call from down the street and ...