Compliments and facts

Irena

By the time I was done with my interaction with the judge, it was late and I just had a few hours before meeting client to offer my sweet services. I decided to go to my stylist’s shop to see if he has anything that would satisfy my palette and also get some other outfits I had asked him to make for me. I need to look fabulous always, and Curt is the one person that understands that and knows how to make my outfits the way they make me even more fabulous.

Curt was a handsome proudly gay dude, he is French and sexy, with his golden brown hair locks, toned body and streamline waist he never hesitates to show off.

I got to his clothing factory and walked in.

“Is this what I asked for?! I asked for a fall outfit, a fall outfit, what the fuck is this?!” Curt was yelling at one of his apprentices and flinging a dress. The girl looked like she wanted the earth to swallow her

“I’m sorry, it wouldn’t happen again.” she whispered lowering her head.

Curt threw the dress at her “it better not.” He turned to the rest of his workers “I want ten fall dresses within two weeks, ten! And I would not be accepting any excuses, its either you give me ten amazing fall outfits that will blow my mind or you get the fuck out of my fucking establishment.” He promised. It knew Curt well enough to know that that wasn’t a threat but a promise.

“I demand perfection and that is what I would get, if you cannot give it to, then you have this moment to excuse yourself and never come back.” he further said.

“Welcome” he said walking towards me and giving me a hug.

“Long time no see” I said hugging her back.

“I wasn’t expecting you today” he commented.

“Well I was around and needed something to wear urgently so I decided to come myself than send Lesley” I replied taking a seat on the cushion next to me.

“Alright, you know that you are at the right place.” He said sitting on another cushion opposite me and crossing his legs. I nodded smiling

“So tell me darling, what’s the occasion?” he asked. “Want any refreshment?”

“Maybe water” I said shrugging. I’m a little parched.

“Marie!” he called out.

Marie was a French girl that has been Curt’s assistant for some time now.

She came running in “Yes sir” she answered.

“Get our guest water please, and be quick about it” he ordered.

She left and came back with a cold can of water.

“Thank you” I said receiving it from her.

“So what’s the event?” he asked again. “You look fabulous by the way,” he complimented.

I smiled “I know.”

“Your confidence is sexy as ever,” he said.

“So I have a client to meet this night,” I said opening the can of water “And like I said, I have nothing satisfying to wear.”

“I think I have something perfect for you” he said standing up and walking to one of his numerous cloth railing.

I had a curious expression on my face as I watched him bring out a short purple gown with lace openings at the sides. I think I like it already.

“Alright, put this on and prove me right.” he said excitedly, his washed white teeth literally sparkling from the light reflecting on it.

I got into one of the changing tents and wore the dress, and as usual I made it more beautiful than it could be possibly be.

“oh my fucking gosh you look more than amazing!” he exclaimed smiling and clapping as soon as I came out.

“I know” I replied taking different poses like a runway model.

“You are beautiful; every outfit you’ve worn were made for you.” he praised even more.

I smirked and looked at my reflection in the mirror again. It was indeed a perfect dress, perfect. Sexy and teasing at the same time.

“What would I do without you?” I asked smiling at him.

He scoffed and shook his shoulders slightly “Nothing, but I think you would probably still slay” he replied. We laughed.

“How is Magnus?” he asked when we got quiet.

I smiled at him sadly, he looked like he still misses him, I didn’t need to read his mind to know, it was so clear in his expression.

“He is fine,” I replied thinking about how he used to be all over Magnus some months back.

Magnus and Curt used to have a thing going on; it was supposed to be flung with no feelings attached, but Curt caught feelings, and well Magnus ended up breaking his heart. I was in an uncomfortable situation at the early stage of their beneficial friendship because both of them were my friends and I wouldn’t want issues between them, but oh well, nothing can be done about that.

I went back to the changing room and got back to my former outfit. “So this is perfect and I’ll be taking it,” I said giving the dress back to her.

“Alright, I’ll wrap it up in a second.” he got up wrapped the outfit in his signature company bag and handed it back to me.

“I’ll text you the price on your way out,” he said.

“Alright then,” I replied taking it from him “Send the text and I’ll send the money immediately, or you know what? Just text it to Lesley like we always do.” I said walking out.

“I’ll do so immediately!” he called out after me.

I got into my car and drove to Magnus’s place to shower and change into my outfit because it took less time to go to the hotel from his place than mine. I should have called him before coming, hopefully, he’s home.

I got to his place and thankfully he was around but he wouldn’t pay me attention because he was busy watching a YouTube video; probably Petrulli’s gaming videos. I went to the room I usually sleep in when I sleepover and took a bath. I was done bathing and Magnus was still invested in being the creep that he is, shaking my head, I quickly left and drove off.

Since my day wasn’t all that organized, I didn’t have the time to ask Carlos to drive me to the Prime rose hotel. It was seen something and I’ll just drive there myself.

I got there a few minutes before it was late and Mr. Derrick Monterey was at the lobby waiting to take me to his room.

“Hello good evening, you look gorgeous,” he complimented hugging me

I smiled “I know.”

He nodded still checking me out.

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” I complicated too.

He was an average-looking man with salt and pepper hair, fairly tall, unmarried, and probably in his late or middle forties.

He laughed “Thank you, thank you. You know I get so choked up in work, but I still try to look young as much as I can, got to keep the ladies coming.” he winked and I smiled, he was a funny man.

“May I lead you to your room beautiful?” he asked bowing slightly and stretching out his arms.

I took his hands in mine and he lead me to his room. It was a nice room, suited and lavishly designed for those with expensive tastes.

“Can I offer you anything?” he asked when we got in.

“No thank you,” I replied declining and sitting on the king sized bed in a sexy manner.

He locked the door and smiled happily.

I smirked and gestured with my fingers that he should come forward. He smiled and walked forward and I asked him to sit between my thighs and I slowly ran my fingers through his hair, making him relax.

“So how did your day go?” I asked. I have to treat my clients special, make every one of them feel special and loved.

He laughed “I can’t believe you just asked me that,” He said, sounding surprised indeed.

I laughed too “well I did, so tell me how your day went.” I repeated looking at him expectantly.

He rubbed his palms down my thighs. “It was a busy day, I had a three-hour-long meeting with some foreign agents regarding the expansion of my company, you see I just branched into a textile production, business is booming, especially in Africa, so I working towards expanding it by building two companies in Nigeria and Zimbabwe.” He explained smiling contentedly.

I hummed nodding. “That’s impressive and seems stressful too,” I said standing up, leaving him seated alone on the bed, and then I slowly came in front of him and leaned towards him, my face directly in front of his. “But no worries, you have me now, I’ll take care of you,” I whispered next to his ears.

“There’s one thing though,” he said staring at me.

I looked at him curiously. “What is it, love?” I asked tilting my head slightly

“I don’t want to have penetrative sex, just oral. I don’t know if that’s okay with you.” He said carefully.

I laughed, kissed him, and stared straight into his eyes. “Honey, it is my job to please and satisfy you, that’s what you paid for, and it is exactly how I’ll give it to you,” I said softly.

He ran his palms up my thighs and I feel my arousal growing from the depth of my stomach. I kissed him and he groaned, his lips were soft but a little too thin, ‘not the full lips you yearn for’ a voice said in the back of my head and I ended the thought immediately by kissing him harder. He groaned again, lifting me and placing me on his thighs. He ran his hands up my thighs again, lifting the skimpy gown I was wearing up my thighs, exposing the pale smooth skin of my thighs. I pressed the lower half of my body against his hardened penis, making him moan and pull me even closer. I felt the thin strap of my gown slip down my shoulder and I felt his lips nibble on the exposed skin of my neck and slowly descend to my shoulder, making me moan in pleasure. Reading his thoughts, I knew he wanted me to suck on his dick, and pushing him down on the bed, I slowly and teasingly took off his pants, revealing his average-sized fat cock. I flung his pants to a corner and blew on his hard penis a little, making the hairs on his skin stand. He grabbed my hair and pushed my head closer to his dick, and so I engulfed his dick in my mouth, and he moaned, pushing his dick even deeper. I could feel the base of his dick hit the back of my throat as he began thrusting in my mouth, making saliva drip down my mouth and his cock. My eyes were watering and staring into his widened eyes, I sucked on his dick harder and faster, making his eyes roll in the back of his head. He gripped my hair even tighter as I kept going faster, and I could feel him going stiff.

“Fuck I’m about to cum, fuck I’m going to cum.” he exclaimed loudly.

I kept sucking his dick at the same pace, and within a minute, I felt hot semen fill up my mouth, and he fidgeted and moaned even more. I slowly got my mouth off his dick and jerked him off, while cum dripped down my mouth. When his orgasm was over, I looked into his eyes and sensually licked off the trail of cum running down my lips.

He smiled at me and I smiled back.

“That was amazing, that was the best orgasm I’ve had in a long time.” He said letting out a satisfactory sigh, his salt and pepper hair scattered, and he looked like he would sleep anytime soon.

I smiled. “it’s what I’m here for, to give you the best sexual experience you’ve ever had,” I whispered, lying next to him and stroking his hair.

“I want to sleep.” He said lowly.

“Then sleep,” I encouraged still stroking his hair.

“I can’t,” he sat up, groaning lightly in the process. “I have someone coming over, a meeting regarding the business plan I told you about.” He explained.

“Alright,” I got up. “I would be taking my leave now.” I said, “but first I have to wash off.” I winked and went to the bathroom. He chuckled.

“You are very sexy,” he said smiling and looking at me with admiration.

I smiled. “Of course.” I entered the toilet.

As I cleaned myself off, I thought of what just happened. Did I enjoy myself? I don’t know about that, but I know I enjoyed pleasing him and I know I want something more. I found it hard to focus on just my client, thoughts of Alexey satisfying me sexually clouded my mind and nearly made me lose my focus. Could it be that sex with Alexey has affected my attraction to other people?