Rachel couldn't believe her eyes, the ad in the newspaper's Personal Section read:
Escorts needed for a writer's workshop.
Dates 3-1-13 to 3-15-13. Transportation,
room, board provided. Pay package includes
$10,000 plus tips. If interested contact
herb@XXX.XX
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 Brantley for more details.
She received a round trip ticket to Phoenix, Arizona and a check for one thousand dollars with instructions to meet Herb Brantley when she arrived.
* * *
Rachel was met at the airport dressed in a conservative dark-green business suit. A handsome man wearing a brown business suit stood beside a sign with her name on it.
"You're more beautiful than your pictures Ms. Grayson," he said offering her his hand.
She smiled shaking his hand. "Thank you."
"It's my pleasure; did you have a good trip?"
"Yes, but I'm looking forward to better ones while I'm here." She smiled naughtily brushing long red hair over her shoulders.
"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?"
"Do you think it's profound?"
"It's poetic in style and poems are usually multi-layered."
"The four stanzas are self explanatory and it's a short-hand way of describing my inclinations and personality, but I only wrote it to attract attention and get this gig."
"It worked." 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 Coito 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."
He led her toward the terminal's entrance.
She squeezed his arm. "How many will there be?"
He looked at her. "Twenty have accepted the invitation."
"A nice round number," she commented.
"There'll be a total of five escorts including you."
She grinned. "Twenty divisible by five how sweet."
"Are you being sarcastic?" Ms. Grayson.
"A little but I like large numbers and proportions. Do you fit either of those categories?"
He smiled at her. "I've never had a complaint."
"That's nice to hear." She rubbed her hip against his.
They stepped to the curb waiting for a white limo. 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 Coito Ranch where the workshop will be conducted. Would you care for a drink?"
"A sweet white wine would be nice." She observed his fine ass as he bent to retrieve the wine from a small refrigerator.
He poured each of them half a flute.
She removed her jacket, unbuttoned the blouse, and pulled it open.
Herb handed her the wine and ogled her breasts covered by a white bra.
"Would you like a sample?" She poured wine on the tip of her bra revealing a rigid nipple. "I haven't been laid in days."
"We can't allow any wine to go to waste." Herb moved to suck her wet bra and nipple.
Before he got there she doused her other teat. Oh, that's cool."
On his knees, Herb licked the excess fluid from each nipple, and reached behind her to unfasten the hooks of her bra.
She assisted by raising her arms over her head.
He pulled the cups from under her plump tits and they vibrated falling to their natural position looking like pendulous melons.
He cupped them with his hands and kissed her ruby red lips.
She responded with a "Humm," and an accepting mouth and darting tongue.
The held each other for a long time with tongues entwining, has hand fondling her breasts, and her hands exploring his back side.