Chapter 4: The Perfect Birthday Gift
"Oh My God, Marcus you're going to make me cum again!"
The woman who screamed that out was Amanda. Amanda was the latest addition to my growing clientele. Three weeks had gone by since my night with Jeanie. Amanda was a 41 year old divorcee who job occupation was a PA (physician assistant). When she wasn't working 12 hour shifts, Amanda was busy being a mother to three teenagers. You could guess that left little time for any kind of a social life. There is only so much a woman can take before she needs a break. Some women pick up hobbies or exercise to find a way to release the tension building. Some women enjoy a more physical release of tension. This is what led Amanda to me, Marcus aka Mr. Mandingo. For a fee a provide women with a sexual experience they only seen in interracial porno films.
Amanda was on all fours as I fucked her doggystyle on the hotel floor. My hands pulled her black hair as my black cock slammed in and out of her wet pussy. I could tell that Amanda was experiencing a sexual drought from how tight her pussy was. I gave Amanda's ass a smack and grab her hips and fucked her even harder. I could see with each stroke as I enter and exit her sloppy pussy that she was creaming on my massive black pole.
"Oh my God, Oh my God, Marcus I'm going..." was all Amanda could say.
I lost count of how many times I made Amanda cum. She was cumming again and she let out ear piercing scream. I'm sure we would be getting a call from the Hotel's manager about the noise. I slowly slid my dick out of her wet and now red pussy. I stood up over her just to take in my handy work. Amanda lay on the hotel floor, sweaty and trying to catch her breath. I took her in my arms and picked her up to carry her to the bed. I laid her down gently and pulled the covers over her. I grabbed my clothes and was about to get dress.
"Marcus don't leave yet. I know this might different but can you just hold me till I fall asleep?" Amanda asked me with a sad look on her face.
One look at her face I could tell not only was Amanda experiencing a sexual drought but also an intimate one as well. I thought to myself what the hell. I climb in the bed and got under the covers with her and held her tightly in my arms. Amanda's head laid on my chest as her soft white hands rub my brown skin. I heard her let out a sigh of relief. I didn't have any other clients for the rest of the night and I know Janet warned me about this. Letting a client get too emotional invested into me. I know Janet would disapprove but I rationalize by telling myself happy customers lead to repeat business.
Three days had gone by and my life had changed since I went into business with Janet. I was making so much money that I was able to go part time at my real 9 to 5. I decided quitting my job would bring about to many questions from family and friends. So I told my supervisor and family that I was going part time to go back to school. That wasn't a bad idea at all. The money I was bringing in and the amount of free time my "new job" allowed me to have would give me time for school. I was starting to wonder should I feel guilty about my new "occupation". Then again it was allowing me a chance to better myself is what I told myself. This would be temporary until I graduate and start a real career.
On Thursdays I would have lunch with Janet to discuss the business. Janet was very professional but she also asked me about my family and how were things going. I told her I planned to go back to school and she was happy about it to my surprise. We met on Thursdays to plan out my schedule. Weekends were my busiest days. She would give me the name of the client, what hotel they were staying at and what time to meet them. She would even give me client feedback on their experience with me.
"So I spoke with Amanda today and it seems like you made quite the impression on her." Janet said while taking a sip of her whine.
"Really?" I asked wondering if Amanda told her about what happened after the sex.
Yes. She said and I quote "I haven't been fucked like that since college." She also said that her pussy would never be the same again. Janet told me with a smirk on her face.
Before I could respond Janet said. "Oh yea she also said and I also quote "Falling asleep in his big brown muscular arms was heavenly." Janet face was now had a serious expression.
"Look here Marcus. I understand to you that cuddling may not be a big deal but as I told you before this is a business. We need to conduct ourselves in a professional manner. The last thing we need is these women developing an emotional attachment to you. What happens if you decide to get in a serious relationship and these women see you with your girlfriend and cause a scene? What happens when one of our married clients follow you to your actual job? We provide a sexual service. That's it. I'm telling you this because I don't want anything to happen to you."
Once Janet was done speaking she gave me a sheet a paper with the name Leila. She told me that Leila was the client for tonight and I would meet her at the Marriott at 8pm. Before Janet left the table she gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek.
"Look I'm being hard on you because I see the potential you have kid. I don't want to see you mess things up on a mistake that could have been avoided."
Janet words stayed with long after she left the restaurant. I was not going to make the same mistake twice. I left the restaurant to prepare for tonight. I went to my barber to get a fresh cut and trim and I also went to get a manicure as well. Funny thing is before this I would never get a manicure but as Janet explained to me women hate to have the vaginas scrapped by long nails. Once I finish with that I take a shower and I'm on my way.
I arrived at the Marriott at 7:50pm. In what I dubbed my "Mr. Mandingo Attire" a black Armani suit and shoes to match. A little gift I got for myself. I went inside the hotel and to the floor the room was on. I stood outside of room and knocked on the door.
"Be right there." A female voice on the other side told me.
The door open and there stood a lovely blonde hair woman looking me up and down. She was wearing a tight black dress that showed off her figure very nicely. If I had to guess she was in her mid 40's but kept her body in shape. Her breast looked to be size 34C.
"Wow, I have to say your picture doesn't do you justice Marcus or is it Mr. Mandingo?" She said to me as allowed me to come into the room.
"Baby tonight is going to be a night you're never going to forget. You can call me anything you like." I told her while looking deep in her eyes and bringing her close to me. Her hands rubbed my crotch as she felt and grabbed my cock through my clothes.
"Holy, Shit. Is that it soft?" She said in a low nervous voice.
I nod my head yes to answer her question.
"I can see that Leila is in for a quite the night." She said as moved me to the bed.
