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How My Neighbour Turned Me into a Pimp - 2
by Grant McCloud (grantmccloud@hotmail.com)

***

A married IT worker between jobs has to help his sexy 
neighbour when she gets into trouble and ends up getting 
a job offer and a lot more he couldn't have expected. 
(FM, FFM, bi, prost)

***

Note from Author: Apologies readers for the length of 
time that has passed since posted the first part of this 
story. A search of the archives should help you find 
part I.

Feedback most welcome (contact details at the bottom), 
I've only submitted a couple of other stories in the 
past so this is me trying out to see if I should get 
back into the writing or not. I had some great feedback 
from readers in the past and welcome more - particularly 
keen to hear from female readers this time as it's my 
first attempt at FFM involvement. I've also learned a 
bit more about the real world of escorts since writing 
the first part and I hope I'm a bit more accurate 
covering the technical aspects of the job. Of course 
this is all a story none of it is real.

***

PART TWO

It had been a wild three months since I had rescued my 
neighbour and her friend and found myself in a new line 
of work.

While the contract market had picked up a little, I was 
now in a position to pick and choose any assignments and 
I only looked at contracts which allowed me to work from 
home. I found myself missing going into an office on a 
daily basis, the time to commute where I could read my 
book, the mostly male environment where I could talk 
about TV and sport freely. But the perks of working from 
home where I could check out my co-workers anytime I 
liked and rather than being frown upon it was readily 
encouraged. As for the office politics well it seemed 
that sleeping with the bosses was the norm and it was 
worth it!

After I'd sealed the deal with Susan and Gill to become 
their on-call service provider - or as the girls called 
it gopher, our house hold income was rising quickly. My 
wife Helen had also landed her promotion so life was 
good. Actually that's not true life was great. 

Helen had finally accepted something about herself which 
had been holding her back in the past and with the help 
of Susan had discovered her bisexuality which had led to 
some amazing sex between the three of us and between the 
two of them when I wasn't around. Helen had also 
discovered she got off on seeing me sleep with other 
women, well at least with Susan. I wasn't sure if Helen 
was keen on every other woman so I didn't push it.

It was about week thirteen of the new set up and I'd 
settled into something of routine monday to friday. I'd 
get up first thing and see Helen out to work while I 
then headed down the gym to work with my personal 
trainer who was also helping me with some martial arts 
work outs, never could be to sure when I'd actually need 
to be in a fight. Between the gym and the other exercise 
at home I was in the best shape of my life.

After the gym I'd get back around 10am normally with 
some of the shopping either for Helen or for Susan and 
Gill who were next door. Depending on what bookings had 
been made the day before I could be treated to just a 
cup of tea as we all went over the requests from the 
Internet. But if there were no bookings for the morning 
Susan and I might indulge in some other "office fun". 

That office fun had a bit of a routine to it as well, 
which was that Susan would open walk into the room dress 
in her "work outfits" - normally dressed as a sexy 
secretary or once or twice a nurse, or just in her 
underwear. She'd ask me how my morning had gone, I'd 
tell her about my work out at the gym and then she would 
start to give me a massage. 

During the massage we'd talk about how things were in 
the world, Susan liked to keep up to date with the 
current affairs. Then towards the end she'd ask me if 
was enjoying the work and how things were with her 
bosses – either Helen or Gill or that "Blonde slut" - 
depending on my mood I'd tell her how that "Blonde Slut" 
needed a good seeing to or was treating me badly and I 
needed an incentive to stay.

Very quickly we'd soon be fucking. Either her on top 
when I was needing an incentive or doggy/over the table 
when I was giving her a seeing to. The one thing I did 
learn was that Susan loved to talk dirty and I loved to 
hear it. Helen wasn't one for talking at all during sex, 
so Susan saved that for the two of us on those mornings 
when we had the time. It was never more than half an 
hour of screwing around so we never really developed 
anything more never really talked about what turned me 
or on turned her on – it was just pure animal sex. 

On occasion Gill would walk in on us and she always made 
her excuses and stepped outside the room. I wasn't sure 
why Gill was keeping her distance but it wasn't an issue 
for me. But it did drive me crazy wondering what she was 
like in the sack or on the couch or kitchen table. I 
once asked Susan about it and she told me that Gill just 
liked being professional. But lately I'd noticed that 
while Gill stepped out the room she wasn't always 
closing the door completely and I could swear I could 
hear her fingering herself while spying on us.

But that wasn't every morning. Often there would be a 
booking that day so I'd just check in on the girls and 
make sure I was back on my side of the fence in plenty 
of time. If it was a new client I'd also find myself 
round the front of the house when he arrived pretending 
to be busy. This was our gentle reminder that while 
living at the end of cul-de-sac meant clients wouldn't 
be disturbed it also meant they knew they could be 
traced to the house if anything went wrong. 

I must have painted that same bit of fence about fifteen 
times and washed the car another twenty. Once the 
clients were in the house next door I would head back 
into my place to listen to the monitoring systems. I'd 
wired in a couple of panic buttons in the rooms the 
girls used and also had a computer with voice 
recognition software running listening but never 
recording the clients visits waiting for any safe words.

Between the new vetting procedures including credit 
cards up front via the website, my visible presence next 
door and the panic buttons - the girls had never been so 
secure. They also were able to market themselves much 
better via the website and soon were able to charge a 
better average than before. 

Limiting themselves to working no more than 4 hours a 
day or 3 clients a day each whichever was smaller - they 
were both still taking a considerably amount each week 
for the two of them for the weeks they were working that 
is - and Helen and I were earning a very good rate per 
hour as their accountants and security/gopher.

Occasionally the girls would work away from the house 
and on days like that I was the designated driver - 
allowing them to have a drink. I can't tell you the 
houses I visited as a driver. But I'm sure a few of them 
were on the Sunday Times Rich list. I'd sit in the car 
for the whole time and just read a few books mainly the 
sci-fi books I used to read on the way to the offices. 
Susan and Gill certainly had high class clients or at 
the very least rich ones. Often the girls would not only 
be paid for their time but also would receive some very 
expensive gifts from the richer clients. 

To my surprise often those gifts would be given to 
charity auctions by the girls anonymously. Gill once 
told me she had to turn down a car offered by a client 
who had plenty and was very insistent she took it off 
his hands - before his wife found it during the divorce 
process. Stuck between a rock and hard place Gill told 
him to give the car to one of his friends instead - it 
was a MacLaren F1 worth half a million! When I told 
Helen that story she almost passed out - there was no 
easy way to sort out the tax on a gift like that in the 
business we were now in. 

Normally everyone was finished by about 6pm and we were 
all back at our respective houses. Helen would be home 
by then and we'd catch up on how our days had been and 
settle down to watch some TV or cook a meal. Susan would 
normally be over at the gym most evenings, and depending 
how busy she had been during the day would join us at 
night for some extra fun.

It was fun and the benefits were great but I did find 
myself feeling I wanted something more challenging or 
just the office banter.

Weekends were different. We never saw Gill round at 
Susan's because the deal was no visits on a weekend. But 
on occasion the girls would go to someone else's mansion 
on a Friday or Saturday and I would be the driver as 
usual. Sundays were days of rest when it seemed Susan 
and Helen enjoyed their quality time while I was working 
on catching up with all my TV that neither of the girls 
liked and also cooking the meal.

We'd been in this situation for about three months and 
it almost felt normal when the next major surprise came 
my way. Helen fell pregnant! It was great news for us 
both after Helen had put off having kids as long as 
possible to get up the career later at the revenue we 
were finally going to have a child. It was not longer 
after this news that she started suggesting we had Susan 
move in with us as Susan was keen to feel part of a 
family. 

We had discovered that Susan had no family left as an 
only child who's parents who had died a few years 
before. However even with Susan moving in she would 
still be working and with Helen determined to go back to 
work once she'd had our child we knew there would be a 
gap in the household which would fall to me to be an 
official house husband. 

However the next shoe to drop was that I was offered a 
contract which allowed me to work from home testing new 
top secret software package, it turned out I had landed 
the job because of one of Gill's clients had asked who I 
was when he had visited because he sort of recognised me 
from a conference a few years ago. She told him that her 
friendly neighbour was a IT whiz and really nice guy. 

A few checks of CVS later and he hired me blind. I 
didn't work out it was his company till a few weeks 
later - I always assumed it was as a favour to Gill but 
never wanted to ask. The work wasn't going to be too 
bad, and I'd be video conferencing in a few times a week 
but it did mean between looking after the girls working 
next door, driving around and doing the gym sessions 
house work was beginning to suffer.

So we knew there were problems on the horizon, but they 
were for another day.

Then the biggest shock arrived a few weeks later.

Susan had been booked by a new client called Jamie. 
Jamie had offered a large payment to be with Susan for a 
full day. This was a rare offer but Jamie explained it 
was because it was the first time and it could be 
awkward. With a full day booking there would be no 
pressure to perform in a short time. It was an offer of 
£2k well above what Susan would normally ask for, and 
this raised a few alarm bells. 

I quickly hit the net to find out that Jamie was 
actually a well known bestselling author who was almost 
a recluse having never given an interview. I wondered if 
it was the same Jamie, but it seemed to match up when 
the payment was sent from the same company who published 
the authors books. We'd marketed that account as 
lifestyle coaches/consultants/therapists so the 
publishers probably didn't blink twice and maybe hoped 
this was Jamie getting ready to meet the world.

Still things were a little suspicious - Jamie never 
actually called and everything was by e-mail or text. So 
it was agreed that I'd be not only out the front when 
Jamie arrived I'd actually hide out inside the house 
ready to pounce.

At 11am a brand new bright yellow Lotus made its way 
down our cul-de-sac. I couldn't believe how great the 
car looked. It pulled into the drive out of sight from 
the road at Susan's and sat there for a few minutes. I 
was out "watering the lawn" after getting back from the 
gym I was in t-shirt and shorts and if I did say so 
myself after 3 months of hitting the gym every day I was 
looking good.

Five minutes past and still no-one was getting out the 
car. Jamie was probably trying to build up courage to go 
into Susan's house. I felt eyes were watching me and 
realised it was probably Jamie watching me. I decided I 
should try and look scarce in case I was putting Jamie 
off. And I didn't want Susan to miss out on £2k. I 
absentmindedly went to turn the hose off but stood on 
the hose by accident pulling it from the tap and it 
soaked me. Laughing at my own stupidity I pulled off my 
top and entered the house while still looking out for 
Jamie.

As I entered the house I heard the car doors finally 
open and I could make out someone going up to the front 
door. I was surprised it wasn't Jamie. It was a very 
attractive female. A tall red head with what looked to 
be excellent figure. I realised if Jamie was a rich as 
we thought, this red head had to be the driver - I 
laughed when I wondered what clients thought when they 
saw me arrive and open the car door for Susan or Gill.

I quickly headed through the house grabbing a t-shirt a 
book and my laptop and rushed into the back garden over 
the fence and in via the backdoor to Susan's kitchen. 
There I waited for Susan to come in to get the drinks 
and give me the lo down on which room she would be 
playing with Jamie in.

I didn't realise the T-shirt I had put on was actually a 
Superman Logo one until Susan walked into the room and 
giggled. Waiting for the door to close I started asking 
questions in a hushed tone.

"So I saw the driver, what's Jamie like?"

"What driver?"

"The Red head with the great figure."

Susan giggled again "that's not the driver."

"Who is she a friend?"

"Oh no that's Jamie. Well actually her name is Janey."

"Oh wow really?"

"Yes she's terribly nervous. You aren't going to believe 
why she's here."

"I can only imagine it's some sort of lesbian thing I 
know you've talked about properly branching out on that 
front"

"Oh no... it's much funnier than that."

"Oh?"

"She's researching for her next book! Her female 
character is in my profession and she needs some 
insight! I'm going to be interviewed!"

"That explains the £2k and the publishers paying it"

"I know. It's great, but I might yet need you later."

"Why?"

"I got rather excited thinking about what would happen 
in a full day and I'm really needing something only a 
man can provide."

"Well you know where I am."

With that she reached over and grabbed my dick through 
my shorts I was quickly getting hard.

"Don't go far Superman I'll be needing you soon I 
think."

"Maybe you should see if she's interested in you in 
another way :) She looks amazing that might help!"

With that Susan laughed and with a glint in her eye 
smiled at me and as she walked out of the room said 
"Stay in the house I might need you after all then"

I decided that maybe I should stay - even if it seemed 
Susan wasn't in any danger at all. As I was trapped in 
the kitchen I went about preparing a great lunch after 
all there was £2k payment for this so she might as well 
get the best. I also decided to be a little sneaky and 
switched on the laptop to monitor an audio feed from the 
living room as Janey and Susan sat down to chat.

The first half hour was mainly about Janey and the new 
book. It turned out that Janey was from a rich 
background, rather sheltered having being brought up in 
the best schools. Susan managed to find out it was the 
best all girls schools. She'd started writing novels 
about things that interested her which it seemed were 
more typical male genres but Janey as a name wasn't 
helping get them read at publishes. 

So Jamie was a pen name as was Graham Dawson and since 
then she'd written six best sellers. On the Graham 
Dawson revelation my ears picked up. Graham Dawson was 
one of the new top sci-fi writers and indeed it was the 
third book that I had brought with me to read when I 
thought I would be in house all day. I tried to match up 
the idea of Graham Dawson as I imagined and the stunning 
Red head who had walked into the house.

I couldn't see what was happening in there but as Susan 
and Janey talked the topics turned more and more to 
things that Susan did for her job. And the more they 
talked and Janey asked more questions the more Susan 
started going to graphic detail with great enthusiasm. 

She started talking about the sort of things her clients 
asked her to do. Role-play oh yes very much into role-
play. Her favourite she didn't know yet but she loved 
the outfits. Outfits? Oh yes she had PVC and Latex 
outfits black mostly. This was news to me and I started 
making mental notes to ask to see her in something like 
that. Leather? Yeah leather was good as well made her 
feel earthy and more animalistic. 

Uniforms? Of course but not the Ann Summers fake outfits 
Susan liked to wear the real thing as much as possible 
only with some sexy alterations. And the men? Well 
sometimes they were old guys with money, sometimes they 
were young rich men, a good number of sportsmen no 
names, a well known up and coming rock star, a couple of 
TV producers but those were rare. Rarely the average man 
in the street type, because of the rates, but they 
sometimes booked her as a one off. All shapes and sizes, 
only one common trait they had money to spend. 

Sure she lied about the cock sizes being all okay – some 
needed a bit of acting, others however... god they were 
amazing not massive just big and filling they got her 
hot just thinking about it, much better than toys but 
she loved toys as well. But often it was the dirty ideas 
of what she was doing that got her off as much as the 
fucking, the role-plays the dirty talk, a bit of 
spanking or domination. Her ideal man? Her ideal man 
wasn't the same as her ideal client. But her ideal man 
had to be smart, good looking and caring the sort of guy 
who would put out a fire or come to your rescue.

Rescue Janey asked? How dangerous was this? Well Susan 
just launched into the story about how I rescued her but 
she didn't tell her I lived next door just I was on the 
staff for protection.

They then went over more about the sex and the kinks 
some of the clients had. Oh yes she did women as well as 
men but she LOVED doing both at the same time.

After about an hour I could feel there was some tension 
in the room just from the sounds of Janey's breathing. 
She asked if it was just her or was the room warm. Susan 
apologised and explained that as part of her job needed 
to be in a warm environment as she wasn't always fully 
dressed. If Janey wanted to she could put on something 
more comfortable? By now I could tell just by listening 
that Janey was getting confused and possibly aroused.

Perhaps sensing that she shouldn't push it any further 
Susan offered to get lunch. Janey was glad. Susan 
explained that she would need a hand bring it in if 
Janey didn't mind if her male "business partner and 
local hero" helped. Janey ask who that was.

"That hunk you saw outside watering the garden. He's my 
security and he's already saved me once and make sure in 
case any clients are a little dangerous that I'll be 
okay."

"Oh my he was a hunk," was Janey's response.

Meanwhile I turned bright red.

"He's also a great guy, and a Superman in many ways 
always coming to my rescue and not just with the Nazi 
guy"

"Susan you are a lucky girl, I'd kill to meet a guy like 
that all I meet are phonies who can't cope the fact I 
earn so much as a writer"

"Well if you ever decide you need spend some time with a 
guy like that he is available."

I nearly spat my drink across the computer screen.

"Really? I when you said business partner I just assumed 
he was the muscle."

I stood stock still unable to move listening to this and 
wondering just want Susan was getting me into.

"Oh he's the muscle alright also a business brain smart 
guy – but he's also got a great muscle if you know what 
I mean. Look I'll go get him but don't tell him I said 
anything okay he can be a bit shy."

I thought I could hear Janey sigh a little.

I quickly closed down the laptop – Susan shouldn't know 
I was listening in. Within a few seconds Susan bounded 
into the kitchen and gave me a great hug and kissed me 
on the lips then whispered in my ear "God I am SO 
fucking hot right now I need your cock in my sopping 
cunt"

I played it cool "What about your interview?"

"Oh it's going great. I think she's getting into the 
stories I've seen her squirm a little in her seat. But 
it's got me so fucking horny"

"Anything in particular."

"No just telling her what gets me going with the 
clients."

"So lunch now I guess?" I pointed to the plates I'd made 
up with a full spread of sandwiches and fruit with a bit 
of chocolate. I'd also mixed a few drinks and had a 
bottle of wine open.

She kissed me again "You are my hero, brilliant. But 
I've got something I need to do." She stepped out of my 
arms and went over to the wall and turned UP the 
thermostat. 

"What are you doing? The house is already roasting."

"There's nothing like adding a bit more heat to get 
people horny."

"I thought you were already horny...."

"Oh I AM but I have a plan.... Now you go take the 
drinks and food in there. She's expecting you oh and 
take that book you keep telling me to read" she pointed 
at the Graham Dawson book on my chair.

"Why?"

"Don't ask questions just do as I say and play along."

With that Susan darted out of the kitchen and I could 
hear her charge up stairs.

I grabbed a tray and loaded the food and drinks and with 
the book under my arm bumbled into the living room after 
a quick knock on the door. As I walked in Janey was on 
the couch with her back to me and was quickly re-
adjusting herself and trying to tidy up her pants suit. 
I couldn't help wonder if she'd been sticking a finger 
in her pussy or teasing her clit.

"Hi there. Sorry to interrupt you but Susan asked for 
lunch to be served."

She turned round to look at me and I got a proper look 
at her face. She was nice, not stunning but TV presenter 
nice with dark red hair that fell to her shoulders. She 
was dressed in a tight fitting grey pant suit with a 
turtleneck white top that hugged her able boobs. She 
looked flustered and hot both in the sexy sense and just 
general temperature in the room.

"Oh hello. You must be Susan's business partner? Is that 
the right title?"

"Oh something like that."

I suddenly felt underdressed in my tight superman t-
shirt and lyrca shorts from the gym. Janey on the other 
hand could barely keep her eyes off my crotch.

"Do you ware the t-shirt because she likes you being her 
superman?"

"Oh no I just grabbed this after I got the other one 
wet. No thought went into I assure you" Janey grinned at 
the idea. I placed all the food down and made for the 
door "I'll leave you to it with Susan, if you need 
anything I'll be next door"

I had hoped I'd flashed the book enough under my arm.

"Wait is that a Graham Dawson book you are reading?"

I took the book in my hand and decided to play along.

"Yeah I'm a big fan. Loved his first two books and this 
one is great."

Janey beamed with a giant smile.

"That's great. I'm a huge fan of those books. But no-one 
I know reads them to talk to me about them!"

Oh I wondered this was her game looking for some 
flattery, sneaky. I wondered if I could have some fun 
here.

"Well I'm a huge sci-fi fan and it's obvious Dawson is 
as well. But as good as the book is there's one thing 
that's terrible about it"

"I'm a massive sci-fi geek myself but before we talk 
about that – what's your thoughts on Dawson?"

"Well his sex scenes suck. I mean seriously the hero is 
a powerhouse right all action hero but his girlfriends 
are never good enough for him all a little weak willed 
not his equal. Hell sometimes I wish he'd capture the 
Witchqueen and just give her the seeing too she 
obviously needs. All of her minions are never going to 
get her satisfied"

It was then I realised that the Witchqueen in the novels 
was a tall red head and I wondered if Janey had written 
herself into the story. She grimaced a little at my 
review.

Janey nodded and replied "You know I think your right. 
It's almost as if she is wanting to be good but no-one 
has lived up to her expectations. Maybe she just needs 
him to treat her as a woman and not a threat? Then 
they'd pair up and save the universe together!"

I smiled "Well I'm sure Dawson will never think of that. 
But I'll be honest. When they make the film I hope they 
get a great looking girl for the part because she's the 
one you remember from the books not him."

Janey looked up at me and was obviously thinking about 
saying something but changed her mind. Her stared 
drifted to my crotch again.

"So you love sci-fi Mr... actually what is your name? 
Wait maybe I shouldn't know. I'll just call you Clark."

"Clark? Please call me Kal. But I'm into most sci-fi and 
I love everything particularly superhero stuff"

"I kind of guessed that."

At that moment Susan came back into the room. She had 
changed clothes into something I'd never seen her in. It 
was a black leather bustier, with black panties and fish 
net stockings. She also had long leather boots and long 
silk gloves. She looked amazing and I forgot all about 
Janey watching my crotch as I went from soft to hard in 
an instance.

"Hello there Hero. Have you and Janey here been 
chatting?"

Janey's jaw was wide open but I could see she was 
aroused – her cheeks were flushed and her nipples were 
showing. She pulled at her collar a little.

"Yes Susan. Janey was asking about my reading habits."

Janey barely could speak but mumbled "Yes Kal here was 
talking about his favourite author."

Susan winked at me. "Oh Kal, you know I don't like 
talking about your silly stories" she turned to Janey "I 
thought you'd want to see one of my outfits just for the 
idea I can go back and change if you want."

Janey meekly sat there and shook her head "Oh no Susan I 
guess I needed to see something in the flesh at some 
point. And I'm fine to keep going if you are"

With my boner almost out of my shorts I made for the 
door, "I'll leave you to it."

Susan grabbed my arm "Oh no you don't go anywhere 
Superman. Janey needs to know more about what you do."

I looked at Janey as she was still looking at Susan in 
her outfit and then she turned to look at me and looked 
at my hard-on. Her eyes almost popped out of her 
sockets.

"Please stay I'm really want to know more about what 
your job is."

I was now feeling very very warm myself and I could see 
that Janey was starting to sweat. I moved back to the 
chair opposite Janey and sat down. The head of my cock 
was now slightly showing but I decided not to do 
anything about it. I looked at Susan again and wondered 
what her plans were.

Susan handed Janey a glass of wine and watch as she 
gulped it down. I'd never seen this side of Susan before 
but I liked it. Without a word she handed Janey the 
other glass and again Janey swallowed it in one. Janey 
waved her hand in front of her face. "It is really hot 
in here."

A smile crossed Susan's face, "Well feel free to get 
more comfortable. At least take off your jacket."

Janey started to take of her jacket but seemed to think 
better of it. I wasn't sure why. Meanwhile I was 
watching Susan walk up and down the room in her outfit 
the light was reflecting off the shiny material. I say 
she was walking, it was more like a prowl. 

But Janey wasn't really looking at Susan she was 
transfixed looking at my cock cresting out of my shorts.

I tried to break the growing tension, "So Janey please 
ask me anything."

"Well Kal to be honest I hadn't factored you into the 
equation for my notes. But I guess it's only right I do. 
Do you enjoy what you do?"

No knowing what I was supposed to admit to doing I just 
nodded, "It's certainly interesting."

I was trying to look at Janey but behind her Susan had 
just bitten her lip as she trailed a finger down between 
her from her mouth to her pussy . I could barely compose 
myself and I knew that I'd grown enough now to be 
sticking out of my shorts. Janey looked again at me and 
blushed pulling even harder at her turtle neck as she 
stumbled to get out her next question.

"Do you, err, I mean how did you, my it's so warm here, 
it's obvious you work out for the job."

I leaned back a little in my chair which made my dick 
stick further out of my shorts. I was enjoying this 
seeing the effect I was having on this good looking red 
head. 

Susan had now walked round to just behind me and was 
leaning over the back of the chair her hair was brushing 
across my shoulders I knew that Janey could see right 
down Susan's top. For some reason that got me even more 
excited. Janey meanwhile was struggling for words.

"Kal my superman. I think Janey is desperate to know 
what you actually do. So rather than just tell her..." 
Susan reached down to my shorts and pulled me out in one 
swift movement, "Let's just show her."

I suspect Janey's eyes almost exploded as she saw me 
there It was as if I was her first ever.

"You see Janey, Kal isn't just my bodyguard or my 
business partner as you can see he's also a fine man in 
his own right. Sometimes he performs alone with our 
female clients. Other times we are booked as a couple to 
put on a show."

Janey was rubbing her legs together I could tell she was 
entranced.

"A show?" was all she could mutter.

Susan stood up and walked around the front of my chair 
pulling me up as she did so. With my shorts now hiding 
nothing she pulled them down further while at the same 
time running her other hand under my shirt lifting it to 
give Janey a show of my body. She leaned into whisper 
something in Janey's ear. 

"You did say you never get to see a man like this. What 
do you think?"

Janey just whimpered quietly with her eyes just not 
moving from my cock.

Susan continued to paw at me a little but also started 
to run her hands over herself. "You see Janey, Superman 
here is my best ever partner, what he can do will floor 
you. Sometimes we just can't help ourselves. He's 
strong, and caring and he can get dangerous. So for some 
of our clients who don't think they can handle him I get 
to give a demo... "

Susan move in front of me and with her high heels on was 
able to position herself facing Janey with my cock 
sticking out between her legs. She pushed back towards 
me grinding on me. "Sometimes I'm the bad girl who needs 
to be taught a lesson." At that she smacked her own 
arse. "Other times I'm the heroine who just can't stop 
herself."

Janey was sweating quiet heavily now. Even I was finding 
the room was warm, how Susan wasn't overpowered in the 
heat was beyond me.

"Janey.... would you like a show? For educational 
purposes of course."

Janey just nodded without saying a word. But Susan knew 
that right now Janey was in the zone she was going to 
agree to anything.

"Janey it's really hot in here and since Kal and I are 
already exposed. I think you can at least loose that 
jacket."

"Yes it's just too hot, you are both too hot," Janey 
mumbled.

Janey pulled off the jacket and threw it behind her. 

Susan used a commanding tone in her voice I'd never 
heard before. "You don't need the pants either it's 
going to be fine."

Janey looked unsure but Susan walked across to her and 
took her hand. She pulled Janey towards me until Janey 
had to stand up and then she whispered in Janey's ear 
"You want him. So take him. It's on the house" taking 
Janey's hand and placing it on my cock Susan reached for 
Janey's belt and swiftly undid it allowing her pants to 
fall to the ground. Janey just stood there hand on my 
rock hard cock motionless and looking very very unsure 
of herself.

I decided I had to act. I put my arms around Janey and 
found myself pulling her towards me and bringing her 
lips to mine to kiss. She melted in my arms stepping 
forward into my reach. I noticed that she had white 
cotton panties on. As our lips met she suddenly wrapped 
her arms around me and practically threw herself at me, 
moaning all the time.

Susan was behind her now and had started to lift the hem 
of the turtleneck. It was soon hugging just below 
Janey's boobs. Without warning she pulled Janey out of 
my arms and spun her around pulling the turtleneck over 
her shoulders to show her bra covered magnificent tits. 

"Take him," was all Susan said. 

Spinning Janey back round again - she was now all over 
me rubbing herself into me, but I could tell she was 
desperate. I wondered how long she had not been with a 
man. She wasn't making any sense but I could see Susan 
had undone Janey's bra and had also pulled down her 
panties. She now attacked me with Janey in the middle 
lifting off my shirt.

Within seconds both Janey and I were naked – Susan was 
still in her black leather outfit, there was no doubt 
she was in command of what was happening or at least 
giving us directions. I still wasn't sure what was 
happening but something had changed in Janey a switch 
had been flipped and there was a fire in her eyes. I 
wasn't sure what I should do next, I need not have 
worried.

Susan put her hands on Janey's tits from behind which 
Janey seemed to like and then caressed her way down 
Janey's body until she reached Janey's now well 
lubricated pussy. With her glove covered hands she 
started to put a finger into Janey and then reached for 
my cock pulling me closer to Janey who was now 
sandwiched between us. I was staring at Janey and then 
at Susan who gave me a wink – as animal lust took over I 
could feel my cock being led into Janey's willing and 
wet pussy. 

I wasn't sure how but as Susan started to wank me off as 
she did so – I realised she'd also managed at some point 
to put a rubber on me. To this day I've no idea how or 
when but I barely noticed it as Susan pulled us all 
backward on to the couch with her behind Janey and me on 
top – and suddenly I was inside Janey's very tight cunt. 

Janey screamed, "OH YES!"

For someone who claimed not to have much experience with 
sex or so she said Janey was picking up the pace 
quickly. As Susan slipped out from behind her and I 
pressed Janey down on to the sofa she looked at me and 
just said "Fuck me hard".

I didn't need any more encouragement and soon was 
pounding away at her while Susan who had now appeared on 
the other side of the couch was whispering in my ear as 
she stroked Janey's nipples. "Don't you dare hold back. 
This little slut needs a proper fucking I don't want to 
see her walking without a limp for days." The whisper 
wasn't exactly quiet and despite the moaning from both 
of us Janey could hear it. She locked eyes with me and 
gave me the most wicked smile I'd ever seen. "Fuck me 
Kal, Fuck your slutty Bitchqueen Make me cum!" 

The pace was ferocious I was pounding away faster than I 
ever thought possible and Janey while tight and 
enthusiastic wasn't giving me a lot to work with, I 
realised she was actually rather inexperienced after 
all. With all the fucking I'd done with Susan I knew I 
could keep this pace up for a while as I wasn't going to 
cum just yet. 

Janey on the other hand was close, so close I don't even 
think she knew what was about to hit her. Susan bent 
over the side of the couch and kissed Janey hard on the 
lips – the convulsions started with Janey and then Susan 
pulled back and said loudly, "Come for me my BitchQueen 
become the slut you always wanted to be." At that she 
reached in and pulled hard on Janey's nipples. 

Within seconds I could feel Janey coming flooding that 
pussy of hers but I kept pounding away – this was a 
challenge I enjoyed I wanted this hot sexy redhead to 
cum and cum and cum. I bent down and kissed Janey myself 
it was the first time we'd kissed properly – and 
suddenly there was another orgasm and then another. 

I started to panic because I could feel myself getting 
wet. Had the condom burst? But then I saw Susan reach 
down behind me to pick up the juices that Janey had 
produced – "You are a Squirter Slut!" At that she placed 
her cum covered fingers in Janey's mouth and Janey 
sucked away.

While this was all going on I was starting to get close 
myself – but I needed a bit extra to get me over the 
top. Susan looked at me and realised there was a 
problem. As good a fuck as Janey was, I needed to cum at 
some point – and Janey just wasn't as goods Susan or 
indeed Helen.

Janey meanwhile was glazed over with her fifth or maybe 
sixth orgasm. 

Susan knew she had to act fast. She snapped her fingers 
and turned to Janey, "My Queen. What would you have me 
do with Kal?"

Janey looked up at me with a very different glare, she 
knew I was still hard and still fucking her – but she 
was tired and sore no doubt even if it was the best fuck 
I could give her.

"Finish him for me Susan."

Without any warning Susan was pulling me out of Janey 
and put herself between us. While I was still hard as a 
rock I could see Janey was red raw down there after what 
must have been 10 minutes or more of solid pounding. 

"Yes mistress," Susan replied and turned round to face 
Janey again lifting her arse in the air to me.

I knew when I was invited and started to fuck Susan 
doggy. Then in front of me Susan edged forward to 
Janey's Cunt and started to lick gently then when she 
found the clit she started to really get going again. I 
loved this position as I could see Janey's awesome tits 
and flowing red hair as she started to come again and at 
the same time I had Susan squeezing my cock for all she 
was worth. 

Within a minute I was about to cum. Susan could tell and 
just jumped off my cock and pulled the rubber with it in 
her hand as I sprayed cum all over Janey's stomach and 
tits. As Janey came for the last time Susan greedily 
sucked and licked all the cum off her.

I was exhausted, Janey looked ready to pass out. Susan 
stood up in her black leather outfit glistening with 
sweat and cum and pussy juice and just turned to Janey 
and said "So do you like the show, we enjoy audience 
participation"

Janey just nodded and collapsed into the sofa.

"That was the best sex I've ever had in my life," she 
eventually said. Now totally at ease at being naked in 
front of me.

Susan added, "Well Janey. I think I can safely say you 
were fantastic. I've never been so turned on my life 
with such a sexy woman as you."

Susan moved behind Janey out of her eyesight and stroked 
Janey's hair – Susan gave me a wink and mouthed, "Great 
yeah?"

While Janey was good, Susan was better and Susan and 
Helen was even better. But I knew now Janey needed to 
hear a white lie. "That was magnificent. You were 
amazing."

"Really?" She asked looking at me searching for a lie 
perhaps.

"Well..." I started and I could see Susan shaking her 
head.

"Well..." I continued. "It could have been a bit better. 
You could have let me cum inside you because you were so 
good. It was nice of you to share me with Susan."

Janey smiled. I knew what I said wasn't a lie, I would 
have very much liked to have cum inside Janey, but I did 
feel that I was slightly misleading her. But I could 
tell with a bit more "practice" she would be as amazing 
as Susan or Helen! I wondered if this would be a one off 
for Janey as I watched her almost pass out in bliss.

Susan took me by the arm and pulled me off the couch - 
while the sexual tension in the room had disappeared to 
be replaced by sexual fulfillment Susan did have her 
business brain on. Janey had booked the whole day and it 
was barely 2pm. We stood together above a very contented 
Janey when Susan decided to get on with the day.

"Well Janey you've booked us both for the whole day for 
questioning. Considering what we've just been up to 
perhaps you would like to clean up? We have a guest 
bathroom which Kal can go and prepare for you."

I'd only once been upstairs the house I didn't even know 
that it was now a guest bathroom! Susan had gotten a new 
bath suite a few weeks ago but I'd not seen it.

Janey was starting to come to. "A bath would be lovely 
but I've nothing to change into." she answered still 
with a smile.

"Leave that to me I've got a few things you might like" 
Susan giggled in a reply. I couldn't be certain but I 
wondered if Susan had another naughty idea. "Please give 
me a moment with Kal and we'll get you nice and clean."

Susan dragged me out into the hall leaving Janey alone 
for a few minutes. Without warning Susan put her fingers 
in her sopping wet pussy and then sucked them in front 
of me. "God that was hot. Janey is going to be a great 
repeat customer!" 

While I had overcome most of my shock I realised what 
Susan was suggesting. "Susan what the hell? Are you 
expecting me to fuck your clients now? What will Helen 
say?"

Susan grinned. "I think she'll say - tell me all about 
it while you let Susan tongue fuck my clit. Trust me 
Helen is going to love this. And besides you'll only get 
to fuck the hot women clients!"

I realised I was standing the hall naked now and had 
left my clothes in the living room. "We'll talk about 
this later then. Now what?"

"Well..." Susan pulled me close to whisper in my ear 
"First you are going to be allowed upstairs where you 
can draw a bath in the Jacuzzi for Janey and me to clean 
up. Then you are going to switch on the webcam in the 
upstairs dressing room and you can watch me and Janey 
try on outfits while you go back to the office for the 
day job".

Dressing room? I knew the house had 5 bedrooms but a 
dressing room? I had to wonder what else was up there.

"How do I know which room is which? And what webcam?" 

"Oh it's an old webcam back from the days when I did 
web-shows - it's in the same room as all my costumes 
uniforms and outfits. The Doors are all clearly marked 
you know! Now hurry up and once the bath is ready come 
down and collect Janey and I and once we are upstairs 
you can get dressed and head over"

"You did web-shows?"

"Now isn't the time to discuss all that. We'll have more 
fun later I promise. But right now Janey is needing 
cleaned up and pampered and reassured this was a 
legitimate trip. Now run along my gigolo pimp!"

At that Susan slapped my bottom and returned to the 
living room with Janey.

Normally Susan and Gill's clients were in the Living 
room or the so called "play room" a converted dining 
room downstairs. I knew only the well vetted clients 
were allowed upstairs where there was less security.

I charged upstairs chuffed to bits that I could finally 
explore after I knew Susan and Gill had been getting the 
place changed to more suit their needs.

The first room at the top of the stairs was newly named 
"Guest Bathroom" it had a sign on the door in nice 
friendly text. I went in and found it had been remodeled 
in to a big corner bath with a Jacuzzi. I started to run 
the bath and found the switch to put on the bubbles. I 
was tempted to get in myself but while naked I didn't 
want to miss the opportunity to explorer. 

While the bath was filling up I went into the hall and 
looked at the name of the next room "Dungeon" it said. I 
opened the door knowing that Gill wasn't around either 
and found myself looking at a fully kitted out BDSM 
dungeon. While BDSM wasn't my thing I could respect how 
good it looked. 

The next room was "Dressing room" and I open it to find 
a room with wall to wall wardrobes a wall mounted 
monitor and a small table with a webcam, pc and keyboard 
- in front of it was a small single bed and beside the 
bed running along the wardrobes was a full length mirror 
it really was a dressing room. 

I peaked inside one of the doors and could see loads of 
uniforms and outfits! Following instructions I powered 
up the PC and the webcam and after checking the local 
address for them both I left the room.

Two other rooms remained. The one on the left had "G's 
Bedroom" and the one on the right had "S Bedroom".

I couldn't resist looking in to both. Gill's bedroom was 
rather Spartan. A big bed, a mirror on the ceiling and 
on the wall a TV in the corner there was a couple of 
soft chairs in the other corner and a chest of drawers. 
I guess it was a practical room for an escort.

Susan's Bedroom wasn't at all what I expected. It was a 
real bedroom with a nice bed, TV and games console! A 
wardrobe and photos on the wall. Not porn ones just 
every day ones of I presume her friends and loved ones. 
I noticed there was a photo of Helen and one of me as 
well! I guess she tried to live a normal life up here. 
The more I thought about it the more I realised that 
when Susan , Helen and I had been playing it had never 
been in this bedroom.

I carefully closed the door and dashed back to the 
bathroom and stopped the taps just in time before the 
water overran. Still stark naked I nipped downstairs and 
knocked on the living room door where "Mistress Susan" 
still was talking to Janey. 

"Come in Kal," Susan called, I walked into a sight I 
never expected. Janey was lying naked on the couch with 
Susan next to her carefully caressing her up and down - 
like she was strumming a guitar. I could see Janey was 
still tired but my naked arrival brought a fire to her 
eyes. At the same time my cock stood to attention. 

"Kal!" Susan said in an exasperated voice, "Down boy, 
Janey here is still worn out by the royal fucking you 
gave her and needs to clean up before we can talk some 
more about the industry. She doesn't need you arriving 
with another super hard cock to scare her."

I couldn't tell if Susan was teasing or actually hoping 
I wouldn't be hard.

Janey lent in to whisper into Susan's ear I couldn't 
make it out - but Susan laughed aloud when she finished.

"Now now Janey. No need to be shy. You should tell him 
yourself."

Sheepishly Janey looked directly at me and then pointing 
to her pussy said mildly "Kal I want your cock, but I 
need to recover please forgive me"

I grinned at the thought that Janey was apologising for 
not being able to fuck me.

"Another time perhaps Kal?" Susan said with a wicked 
smirk. Without realising it I nodded in agreement "Now 
run along Kal, Janey and I have much still to do and 
discuss this afternoon after our bath".

As I left the room, leaving the door open to head next 
door the penny dropped - was I now a gigolo? 

What on earth would Helen think? I made way for the 
kitchen and the back door to lead back to my house - 
still naked I didn't think I would be bumping into 
anyone. I was still hard from the site of Janey and 
Susan in the living room. As I opened the door I was 
shocked to find that Susan, Janey and I weren't alone in 
the house after all. 

There sitting at the laptop with headphones on was Gill, 
obviously she'd heard what Susan Janey and I had been up 
to. Her skirt was pulled up and she had her obviously 
very wet fingers playing with her clit and pussy she 
looked up to me, then looked at my still erect cock and 
then back at my face. Taking off the headphones she 
smiled a smile I'd never seen before, normally she was 
all business but this wasn't a business face at all. Far 
from it. 

"So then," she said as she licked her lips, "I hear you 
are available for hire these days and with a lovely cock 
to boot... How much do you want to fuck me?"

I swallowed hard - that was a very loaded question and I 
had no idea how to answer.

END
 
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