The Whore and the Spy · Part 1 (1/2)
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Some people live unconventional lives; a whore and a spy in this story. It's remarkable how much they really have in common. Both live covert lives hidden from the public eye. Both deal in power yet possess very little. They trust no one. Mostly though, their lives are lonely as they avoid any real relationships. This story is about a call girl and a spy…
Jake had just returned from a seven month foreign assignment with a company that gathered information on the international scene for the government. It was not a federal job; He was on a private payroll; His passport was blue. Still, his work was largely covert and he was out of touch with home and family for months at a time. The job paid exceptionally well, several times what he could ever hope to aspire to as a university professor.
He had attended a prestigious university, majoring in International Studies and graduate school with emphasis on central Asian studies. The study had been interesting but left ample time for a full social life which he enjoyed to the fullest.
It was shortly before he completed his studies that he met Angie. Angie was interesting, a wild creature, living life to the extreme! She lived for the moment and with her circle of friends there were many moments. Angie was several years younger than Jake in age but much older in experience. They met, had wild sex on the second date; then, the sex got better by the minute and they were married.
Marriage was all consuming for both of them. They lived life to the extreme. ignored their friends and acquaintances and remained totally into each other. It was when Jake was offered a job with the company at a six figure salary their series of extended separations began. His work with the company kept him covertly occupied in far away places during those separations and he had no contact with Angie.
Of course, when he returned, the couple lived life to the extreme. They dined and danced in the finest places. They traveled to 5-star hotels and it was 24/7 party time.
So it was for several years as Jake continued to excel in his work and Angie worked towards steady advancement in a public relations firm. They were dedicated to living life to the fullest when they were together…and independently when they were apart.
Jake had returned earlier than anticipated having been gone for only about two months, about a quarter of his anticipated time. The assignment had not gone well and for the first time Jake had returned from a less than successful assignment. Somewhat depressed, he had gone through the usual debriefing before hurrying to the comfort of his home.
On his arrival home, he found the house clean and tidy as always. Angie was away, at work! Jake unpacked his clothes and showered, then, shaved before going to the computer to while away some time on the browser until his wife's return. His state of depression remained and he needed to overcome it before Angie returned and they made wild passionate love. Just the thought rekindled the embers of lust that had lain cold in his groin for so long and he contemplated her return.
At the computer he found his password was no longer valid…it had been changed! "Well, it was about time to change it." he mused as he sought to use his professional training to retrieve the new password. Half an hour later he had found it and felt elation at his success; perhaps his depression was cured. He went to the computer's browser…and idly searched through a series of historical web sites.
Then, out of curiosity he checked Angie's e-mail; his eyes widened and his throat went dry as he read several of the messages. The messages were from several different men who were obviously familiar with his wife…they were patently pornographic and obviously meant for Aggie's eyes only! He found references to illicit meetings and wild sex, both past events and future ones that were apparently scheduled. Shocked, he went to the 'sent' file and found his wife's replies to be equally pornographic and referring to various past sexual encounters. For a half hour, or so, he read; then, in disgust, he shut down the computer.
For the rest of the afternoon, he sat, thinking and contemplating the situation. His lusty thoughts had given way to depression and considered the situation – he had been gone and she wasn't the kind of woman to sublimate her needs. She was wild and Jake had known it. Shortly before Angie was due to arrive home from work, Jake poured himself a stiff drink and waited.
It was nearly 9:00 o'clock when Angie arrived looking as pert and beautiful as ever. As she came into the family room her face first registered shock; then, a big smile and all seemed well with the world. When she kissed Jake it was with a passion that could not be faked…"or could it?" he thought.
Dinner that night was at an Italian restaurant in the neighborhood and seated, bodies touching, they seduced each other with looks and 'feels' as they ate. Later, back at home, they kissed – a wild, lust filled kiss, as tongues danced together. As they kissed, they moved towards the master bedroom, shedding clothes as they went. Jake's lust built fast as he saw Angie's long, slender legs, narrow waist and rather large breasts, now only covered by a bra and panties. He reached for her and drew her close so that he might undue the bra clasps. It was a familiar task to him and, as the bra parted, he stepped back to observe the firm, full breasts; there pink areolas topped with long nipples. She was beautiful! All thoughts of the afternoon's discoveries were forgotten as Jake's prick grew to fully extended and steel hard.
Angie was also filled with lusty passion as she tore at Jake's clothes. His coat and tie fell with he first kiss. As Jake had fumbled with her bra, she had unbuttoned his shirt and opened the fly of his trousers. As she reached into the open fly to grip his cock she felt the steel hard rod and flushed red with excitement. Then she wrapped her long, slender fingers around the hardened tool and gently massaged it a few times before removing the rest of his clothes. Naked, on the master bed, they kissed and fondled each other with a passion as if there were no tomorrow. Jake slid two fingers, with a feather touch, over Angie's exposed labs as he sucked wildly on her breasts.
Angie's hands were all over Jake's hairy body, lightly caressing him. Occasionally her hand traveled to his erection where she gently felt it again. "My God he's big,"she thought. "Do me now,"she said…
Jake wasted not a second as he climbed into the saddle and prepared to enter her. He looked into her eyes and saw the wild passion that had always attracted him to her. He saw the pink hue to her skin, the flush of excitement that accompanied her fucking. Then he lowered himself into position and felt Angie's hand guiding his man meat into her waiting belly. With the final adjustments made, and the two bodies ready, he shoved downwards and felt his sword enter the sheath…the warm velvety smooth feeling around his now sensitive cock. Slowly the giant tool continued it's downward entrance until he felt his balls against her rosebud and her mound in front. He lay motionless as their two bodies adjusted to the intrusion. In Aggie's eyes he saw only lust, pure and wild lust!
Then, the embers of passion that burned within them grew into flames and the thrusting and counter thrusting began. As the flames of passion grew into an inferno their bodies responded accordingly. Jake slammed his tool into the depths of Angie's belly with increasing fury as Angie responded with cries of pleasure. With each downward drive, Angie's ass rose off the bed to impale herself further on the giant cock. She moved her ass from side to side and in a rotating motion to heighten her pleasure. Jake moved forwards and backwards as he fucked so that he might contact her clit with the base of his cock when he bottomed out. They fucked steadily for several minutes…
Angie felt it first; perhaps it was thunder and lightning; perhaps it was a pounding on her brain. She felt it with the knowledge that her peak was approaching and set her mind to delaying it for Jake but there was no power on earth strong enough to stop an impending orgasm…she came! It was as though her whole body essence was drained and flowing out of her pussy.
With Jake's steady motion, she felt a second peak and she came again! She cried out. Jake spoke, "I'm gonna come." he said and she felt his steady motion increase in speed and violence. "NOW!.. Give it all to me now! Ohhhhhh…" she cried. They came together and Jake poured a massive injection of semen into her. Jake pondered the information he had seen in the afternoon as they relaxed in their afterglow. Somehow, he couldn't believe that his wife would cuckold him.
Twice more, during the night, their bodies met in coital union; each time as exciting as the time before. Then morning came. Angie was up and about early in order to be at work on time. "Oh yes," she said. "I'd made plans to go to Aspen with some friends for a four-day weekend. I didn't know you'd be home and I simply can't back out now. You do understand don't you?" He didn't.
So, she left for work and Jake was alone with Thursday to kill. Around 10:00 o'clock he called Angie at work and suggested lunch together. "Gee, I'm so busy today. I'm sorry." she reported. Then when he called at 2:00 o'clock to wish her a good weekend, the receptionist reported, "I'm sorry, she has left for the day."
Thursday evening found Jake's mind in a turmoil. He had to know more; yet, dreading the truth which was sure to develop. Being an analyst, he reasoned that information was the key to a solution to his problem, he went back to the computer and browsed the e-mail again. As an analyst, Jake quickly pieced together various bits of information in the messages until, finally, he was reasonably sure of the details of the illicit affair that Angie was embarked upon. The shock of the revelations slowly ebbed and he was able to think coolly. Obviously, Angie was more interested in her current friend than she was in him. Their marriage was over.
Then he began to think about his course of action. He would have to move out and split their community assets before she returned. Any divorce action would be messy if the property settlement were to occur while he was on assignment. He would need to find new quarters to call home and he had to accomplish this in just four days. More immediately, the smoldering embers of lust that had arisen earlier had not been quenched by the revelations of the afternoon. He was horny…
It was after 9:00 o'clock when Jake made the call to the "Pandora's Box" escort agency and sought the services of a prostitute. It was something Jake had never done before and he was unsure of the procedure. He listened as the woman on the other end of the telephone quoted him rules, prices and what to expect. "An hour," he thought. "How much for four days? He asked. There was a pause and another woman came on the line. "Where can I meet you?" Jake asked. "You can't, my price is $3,000 per day and expenses. Take it or leave it." Jake responded that the price was not prohibitive but he'd not make a deal until he had seen and talked to the girl. They hung up.
A few minutes later, the telephone rang and Jake answered. "You still interested in a deal," the woman's voice asked. "Only if I can see the lady first." he replied. "Where do you live?" the woman's voice responded.
Within the hour a car had pulled into Jake's driveway and five beautiful women approached his front door. "Are you the man I talked to on the telephone?" she asked as Jake opened the door. Jake was suddenly taken aback by seeing five women at his door; he had only anticipated one. He did not hesitate to invite them in as he appraised their various assets. They talked and Jake poured drinks for all. Only Millie objected! She said only, "Don't drink." Jake pondered his choice… Jewel and Jolanda appeared stupid and would make him poor company. Jenn was a bitch and he wanted no part of her. Petra was just not attractive to him so Jake made his choice – Millie!
Then, they were alone, Millie demanding money and Jake unsure how to proceed. "You may use a credit card," she instructed. "What's the charge?" asked Jake for clarification. "Our usual rate is $1,500 a day and expenses." she continued. "Look," Jake said. "It's late and I don't have any credit cards. I do have about $600 in cash…will that retain you until morning…until I can get some money from the bank?" "It's a deal." Millie responded.
Jake pondered his deal… He had been quoted $3,000 per day and the price had been reduced to half that. "Oh well!" he thought, "never look a gift horse in the mouth, they say."
"Look, I didn't come prepared for this thing that's about to happen. Can you drive me home so I can get some things?" Millie asked. She reasoned that she had just made several bad moves for a Call Girl. She wasn't getting the money up front and she was about to take him to her home address – something she had never done before. "Stupid! Stupid!" she chided herself as she heard Jake ask, "So, What's about to happen?" "Well, as soon as I get my things, you're about to get your $600 worth and I guarantee you'll find it was worth every penny." she replied and felt herself in control again.
It was well after midnight when they returned to Jake's house. On their return, they had stopped at the Top Cat for a couple of drinks…to ease the strain of getting acquainted. Then, at the house, Millie was unsure what Jake wanted… Jake was unsure what he wanted…
As they searched each other's minds, they sat and talked for nearly an hour when Millie yawned. "Sorry, she said. "We should be getting to bed." Jake arose and silently led her to the master bedroom. It was a tense time as they prepared for the sexual intercourse that he had purchased and Millie was ready to provide; yet, neither seemed quite how to proceed with the act.
Millie had rather vast experience with men. She had been entertaining various types for eight years; yet, she had never experienced a man like Jake. He had been open with her…told her everything about his wife, marriage and life…except for his job which he never mentioned. He was kind and gentle…it would be fun to be with him. As she stood before her client, Millie was unsure. "Should she do a bit of a strip tease for him?" "No." she decided. Instead, she went into the bathroom and removed her pantyhose and shoes; then, returned to lie on the bed next to Jake.
Jake poured a brandy and they continued to talk as they sipped. "Perhaps he just wants to talk," Millie reasoned. They talked and sipped brandy and let the pleasant warm, cosy feeling envelop them. Suddenly it was Millie who was spilling her life's story.
She spoke of her early years and family. She had come from a loving family and a good home. She had gone to the university and trained to be a teacher and had lived in poverty as she struggled to earn a living. Whoring had come easily. She had only taken a single client now and then at first; then, getting used to the finer things she had given up her teaching job to pursue the life of a call girl full time. As she filled in he blanks in her life, she suddenly realized that she was spilling her guts to a client. Her mind recoiled in shock at her gross indiscretion as she retreated behind an invisible shell.
Jake, on the other hand, was becoming more at ease and able to cope with his problems again. He felt the ebbing of the hatred he had carried since his initial discovery of his wife's infidelity. They talked on as Millie, fully alert to her own indiscretion, answered Jake with reflective questions and directive remarks which kept the focus away from herself.
Millie continued to wonder what she had been hired to do. Obviously, she'd been doing it well as her client seemed well satisfied and at ease. "This could be easy money," she thought.
Towards morning, the prostitute and her client lay slightly intoxicated and asleep, fully clothed on the bed.
When Millie awoke she was momentarily startled by the unfamiliarity of her surroundings and a sense of fear crossed her mind. When Jake appeared from the bathroom he was nearly dressed and her fears eased and she greeted him with a smile. "Perhaps now is the time to service him," she thought and mentally prepared her act. "Now let's see. What was his name again…ah Jake!" "So, What'll it be this morning?" she asked.
"Well, first haul your ass out of bed and get ready for the day. We're going out." Later as she emerged from her morning ablutions, fully clothed, she found a hearty breakfast prepared and waiting for her. They talked and again, Millie began to talk about herself. She was a whore. She spoke of having no desire to change until she had enough money to retire independently with the man she chose…or not, as the case may be. She spoke of the power and independence her profession allowed her. Now it was Jake's turn to direct the discussion and ask the questions. For an hour she poured out her feelings.
"That son-of-a-bitch's done it to me again," she thought as she realized she had just committed another indiscretion. Millie's mind began to work at maximum efficiency as she tried to change the discussion away from her without Jake taking offense. He was, after all, one of the better paying clients she'd ever had.
The tension was soon eased as the pair drove Jake's car to a car wash; then, to the bank where he closed his account and drew all but $1,000 from their joint account. Millie observed the transfer of that considerable sum of money to a new account at a different bank. Then, she watched as he manipulated large investments from the joint account to a new account. By noon, she had watched him change insurance beneficiaries, his retirement beneficiaries and draw out a large sum of cash.
As she watched Jake carry out his business, Millie was aware of the spectacle she presented in her dress. She was dressed for whoring and totally out of place in the business offices where they had been. She was also aware of the ogling she was receiving from various men as they moved about…she was uncomfortable.
By noon, the business was completed Millie suggested lunch. "One more thing," Jake said as they drove up to one of the finest dress shops. "My girl's gotta have some class." he said and they entered the shop.
An hour later, the pair emerged from the dress shop with Millie appropriately dressed in clothes that were classy where ever she went. Now, with Millie comfortable in her new attire, they went to lunch and Millie wondered how much he had spent on her new clothes. "He surely would expect her to pay for them," she thought. Even as she thought it, she knew she wouldn't…
At the cafe where they ate their lunch and Jake took $6,000 cash from his wallet and handed it to Millie as they waited for their meal to arrive. She responded immediately with, "You only owe me $5,400…you gave me $600 last night. Remember!" "Jake replied, "You're worth all $6,000 so you keep it."
Back at Jake's house, Millie waited again. She had never been with a client this long before he wanted her sexual favors. "Could he be queer," she wondered. "No, he wasn't queer." All her previous experience with men told her he wasn't queer. Well, it'd been easy so far…
Jake had talked to Millie the evening before. He had talked from his deepest thoughts and spoke of intimate matters for the first time in his life. Millie had listened. Jake hadn't intended it that way but as he felt the cathartic effect his telling of his inner most thoughts engendered he knew he had to continue. Unknowingly he had sought bonding with her. Instinctively, he knew that he had become closer to her than he had ever experienced with another human being.
Back at the house they talked the afternoon away. Millie's defenses dropped more with each passing minute. She spoke of her hopes and her plans. She no longer worried about exposing her private self…somehow she knew that her privacy would-be respected by the man she was with. They sat comfortably together on the sofa, bodies touching, secure in their situation.
After a late afternoon shopping trip, Millie accompanied Jake to dinner at a fine French restaurant. Jake had selected her new evening dress and was pleased as he noticed the approving glances of the people they passed. Millie knew she looked stunning. She felt it. The couple dined comfortably as they shared a bottle of wine. Millie seemed to grow increasingly uneasy as the evening progressed. She didn't know why.
Later, back at Jake's house, Millie and Jake moved to the family room and relaxed. As Jake moved close to her on the sofa, Millie's uneasiness grew. Her mind went to fully alert as she awaited the next move. It came slowly as Jake approached her on the sofa.
Suddenly, Millie was relieved. He had sought her body. This she understood with a confidence developed over many years of experience. She would show Jake his money's worth!
Jake didn't object when Millie began her seduction; on the contrary, he encouraged her proceed. For the first time since this began Millie was confident and she went about her work utilizing every facet of her mind and body. What she failed to realize was that her heart was involved too…for her first time ever! Two days of bonding had resulted as Jake and Millie had enjoyed their time together.
As Millie worked she enjoyed her effect on Jake. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and gently caressed his hairy chest. The effect brought Jake to his feet and he led her to the master bedroom. As they approached the bed she brushed a kiss past his cheek and as he sat she opened his belt buckle and unzipped his fly. All this she accomplished with amazing dexterity and soon had him totally nude on the bed; his cock still in full erection. He lay quietly, enjoying the pleasure that Millie's actions were providing.
Having gotten Jake sufficiently aroused, Millie proceeded with her own preparations. She moved to the bedside night stand and left two condoms before returning to a position in front of her potential lover. All this she did as she danced and did a slow strip tease. As she moved she began to feel an unusual degree of excitement causing her to redouble her efforts. She would please him…
As she glanced at Jake she noticed that his erection had dwindled and she quickly bared herself of her remaining clothes and joined him on the bed. She moved her body to touch his and fondled his cock and balls. As she worked, Jake responded to each of her ministrations with an open display of feelings.
Jake looked with admiration at the woman in front of him. Her soft smooth contours and flawless skin re-awakened his lust. Her face was framed with long auburn hair that shown with a luster. Her eyes danced as she worked. Soon Jake was excited again…he was ready.
Millie reached to the night stand and retrieved one of the rubbers which she quickly and expertly applied to Jake's massive tool. Then, she indicated Jake was to lie on his back as she mounted, facing him, with one knee either side of his pelvic region. She moved forward; then backwards and Jake felt the warm velvet of Millies internals. His cock slowly slid in easily to the hilt and came to rest at full penetration. It had been months…the feeling was exhilarating!
Millie, on the other hand had been busy controlling the activity. As she sat on the stiff prick she suddenly felt a surge of excitement…more than that – lust! This seldom happened to her and she was shocked by her own arousal, she allowed her feelings free reign…hoping to retain the control that a whore was supposed to exercise over a client. Then there was a movement as she felt the stiff rod penetrate her still further. Another surge of excitement and Millie's mind, soul and body was lost to the act.
The couple were completely engrossed in each other with the flames of passion rapidly growing into a raging inferno. Their bodies slammed together in wild abandon as Jake took a position on top and Millie in the missionary position. He slammed into her unmercifully and their verbal communication had become a staccato of "Oh's" and grunts…mostly animal sounds.
Then it was over. The feeling of filling the condom with his seed went unnoticed as Jake continued to impale her with his softening tool. As his passion receded, his speech returned and finally his thoughts became rational. Millie also realized that she had just had a special experience. It was an experience that no Call Girl was supposed to have with a client." she remonstrated herself. They lay together for some time, just hugging and caressing each other. "Did you like it?" she asked. "Nah!," he said. "Not bad for a first-time though." Jake was getting what he'd paid for. Millie's mind was muddled with mixed emotions…she must please her client but she felt her power slipping away. Too late now," she reminded herself.
Soon they were sipping brandy and playing with each other…laughing and feeling each other. It wasn't even 9:00 o'clock when Millie said, "Wanta try again?" Millie was riding an emotional high…intoxicated by the degree of passion she had just experienced. She had dismissed the client/whore relationship and sought only satisfaction. "Let's do it!" Jake said.
The second time there were no preliminaries. Millie removed the old condom, wiped the rapidly hardening cock with tissue and applied a new condom. And returned to a position beside Jake on the bed. She started to ask how he wanted to do it; then thought it sounded too professional. Instead she moved closer to the body next to her for warmth and Jake instructed her to come sit in his lap where he inserted his cock into her waiting pussy and settled into his lap.
They sat facing each other and played. The kisses and caresses were intermixed with fondling and jamming of bodies at the connection. For perhaps an hour they continued their play as their passions grew and lust took control. Each tried to please the other. It was when they felt the control leaving their intellect in favor of pure lust that the assumed the missionary position again and the thrusting soon became violent, continuing for minutes in a steady cadence of fucking. They moved in silence this time as they became totally engrossed in their pleasure.
Suddenly Millie screamed, "Ohhhh Myyyyyyyy Gooddd!" and stiffened as she felt her orgasm overcome her. "I'm commmming!" She continued. Still Jake's stiff rod kept up the steady rhythm…in and out…in and out!
It was only a minute or so and Millie stiffened for a second time and said simply, "I'm doing it again." Then there was a second and a third. The steady thrusting continued…in and out…in and out!
Millie had lost all count of her 'highs' Perhaps four or five. No, more like a dozen, she thought later. Her muscles ached and her bones were sore as she strove for yet another high. Then it came, and as she rode out another high she felt Jake's tool weaken in her.
They lay together as two lovers. As their ardor cooled and their thinking became rational they remained close. They both instinctively knew that something had happened between them. For Jake it was a grand feeling which he relished with great joy.
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