“As I said, this is Elizabeth’s Escort Service. It seems we have some static. Can you hear me?” Susan finally heard, with full clarity.
Escort service? Was that who she was trying to call? She felt a warmth in her balls once again. Yes, that’s right… she was trying to call Elizabeth’s Escorts. She needed to let off some steam and masturbating just wasn’t enough.
“Ah, yes, I wanted to…” Susan started.
“Oh, Mrs. Smith! I’m so sorry! Your number didnt come up as it usually does. Yes, of course, I’ll send Tiffany over to the Glendale Hotel as soon as possible! Billing would still go to Sultry Smith’s corporate account, correct?” The voice on the other end said.
Susan was dazed. She’d done this before? However, that churning in her testicles once again calmed her down. She blinked a few times, remembering what to say.
“Yes, Stephanie, that’d be great. And please, make sure Tiffany gets there quickly, won’t you?” Susan said sweetly.
“Of course, Mrs. Smith! And sorry again for the mixup, I’ll make sure to add a discount.” Stephanie said, before hanging up.
Susan was a bit dazed. The Glendale Hotel - wasn’t that on the other side of town? It was a five star luxury retreat, not a place to meet a prostitute. She remembered hosting clients there and—
Her balls churned once again. She looked around and remembered that she’d parked her red convertible right in front of the hotel. She had her keys in her hand.
“Ah, hello, Mrs. Smith. I’ll take your keys.” A sultry voice said.
Susan looked up. Wearing red yoga pants and a black tube top that read “VALET,” a beautiful woman with obviously enhanced breasts stood, patiently waiting.
“Ah, yes, of course.” Susan said, handing the sexy woman her keys before going in to her tiny purse and pulling out a hundred.
“Make sure she comes back in one piece, alright, sweetie?” Susan said with a wink.
The valet girl was ecstatic. “Yes, of course, Mrs. Smith!”
Susan smiled at her as she walked in. Her phone buzzed, and she looked down. A text; she looked down.
“CONFIRMED: Client SUSAN SMITH, date with TIFFANY CHANG. ETA: 5 minutes. -Elizabeth’s Escort Service.”
Susan paused. Chang sounded so familiar. Margaret Chang… the wealthy mom that lived nearby. Her son Timothy was at his third year in medical school—-
Susan felt her balls churn again.
Margaret was one of her executives, that’s right. And her daughter Tiffany was one of the top escorts in Glendale.
Susan didn’t know what was going on today, but she knew as long as she listened to her balls everything would be okay.
She walked in to the hotel and found another sexy employee, the bellhop. Similar to her valet coworker, she was wearing yoga pants and a tube top that read “CONCIERGE” across her big, fake breasts.
“Ah, Mrs. Smith! Welcome, welcome! Elizabeth’s Escorts has already called and we reserved the penthouse suite for you and Tiffany. As always, we’ve billed the Sultry Smith’s company account. I’m sure you know where to go, but please let me lead the way.” The employee said. Susan suddenly remembered her as Bella. In fact, she remembered all the staff at the hotel. She was here quite often, after all.
The magnificent hotel was just as luxurious as Susan remembered. However, some decor wasn’t quite as familiar. Statues of naked women with huge breasts and massive asses. Some of them had cocks in place of their vaginas. High quality paintings of naked women and dick girls. Something felt slightly off. Once again, though, Susan felt her eyes wander to Bella’s rear, and her balls churned, normalizing the situation in her mind.
The two entered an elevator and rode it all the way to the top floor. Bella again led the way, unlocking the door. Susan, on autopilot, handed Bella another $100 tip.
“Generous as always, Mrs. Smith!” Bella said, happily. She leaned in for a kiss and Susan didn’t hesitate. Susan loved the feeling of Bella’s enhanced lips. After a few seconds, Susan broke the kiss, her cock now hard.
“I’ll send Tiffany up as soon as she gets here. If you’d like a third, remember to press four on the phone.” Bella said with a wink.
“Sure thing, beautiful. I think tonight may just be a Tiffany night, though.” Susan said.
“Of course! Enjoy your stay!” Bella said happily before closing the door.
Susan took her boots, fishnets, and shorts off, her cock raring to go. She carefully set down her purse, clothes, and boots to the side. For some reason, she felt compelled to keep her top on. She reached into her purse and grabbed some lube, pouring it over her cock. It was incredibly difficult for her not to jerk off right then and there, but she needed to be patient.
Susan admired the luxurious suite that she’d been given. She’d been here dozens of times, but it felt like she always found something new. She loved the portraits of naked, busty women throughout, and the mirrored ceiling was always great. She loved looking up at her huge cock almost hiding underneath her big naturals.
Another text snapped her out of her daydreaming.
“TIFFANY CHANG has arrived at GLENDALE HOTEL. Enjoy your date! -Elizabeth’s Escort Service”
Susan was nearly shaking with anticipation. Her balls were so full, and she couldn’t wait to release them.
The door opened and in walked Tiffany.
She was a short Asian woman, maybe 5’4, with everything Susan’s cock liked. Big, fake tits, a huge fake butt, and wonderful DSLs. Escorts also had one of the only different uniforms in town - a short skirt made of latex and a latex tank top, and fishnets along with matching high heeled stilettos. They were allowed to wear panties, but bras were strictly banned. Tiffany’s were all neon green.
“Susan!” She said happily.
“Oh, Tiffany. Mmm, I needed this.” Susan said, kissing Tiffany hard.
Tiffany happily kissed back as she began stripping. She pulled her boots off first and then her top. Susan pushed her on to the bed and pulled down her skirt revealing…
A G-string with an erection. Susan’s balls churned again. That’s right, Tiffany was a dickgirl. Susan smiled as she saw how hard Tiffany’s four inch cock was. Susan ripped off Tiffany’s panties and shoved her lubed up cock into Tiffany’s asshole.
Tiffany moaned and Susan began pumping in and out. Tiffany’s tiny cock shot cum out after just a few minutes, but Susan kept going. She gave Tiffany two more orgasms before finally shooting her own load deep inside of Tiffany’s ass.
Susan shouted as she came. Finally, everything felt good. Everything felt right. She just had to listen to her cock, and it would all be okay.
“Fuck. That was fantastic.” Susan said.
“Buh… felt…. Great.” Tiffany moaned out.
“Come on, I’ll give you a ride home.”
******
After both Tiffany and Susan cleaned up and dressed, they took the elevator down. Tiffany gripped Susan’s arm with her huge tits as Susan held her purse on her other arm. Bella gave a knowing smirk as the two walked outside and Susan winked back at her.
When they left the building, Susan was momentarily surprised by seeing Elizabeth standing outside of a luxury car in tube-topped uniform. However, these thoughts quickly dissipated as the memory of driving her convertible here disappeared. Of course Elizabeth had driven her, Elizabeth drove her everywhere.
“Hope we didn’t make you wait too long.” Susan said.
“Nope, I was just masturbating inside the car.” Elizabeth said back.
“All over the nice leather seats? I may have to punish you.” Susan said in a seductive voice.
“Well, I just wanted to make sure the front seats matched the back.” Elizabeth said with a smirk.
Susan and Tiffany giggled as Elizabeth opened the rear door for them.
******
On the ride home, as Tiffany clung to her arm in the backseat, Susan received a final text.
“We hope you enjoyed your whoring session with TIFFANY CHANG. Please call again for all your whoring needs. -Hailey’s Whores”
Susan blinked. She could’ve sworn the business had a different name. However, that couldn’t be. She’d used Hailey’s Whores for years.
“I must be losing it.” She said to herself. Her balls, though nearly empty, churned once again, any stress disappearing.
******
Elizabeth stopped outside of Susan’s house, parking next to Susan’s convertible and Jennifer’s luxury car.
“Make sure she gets home safe. I made sure she had no more clients tonight.” Susan said, slipping Elizabeth another hundred. However, Elizabeth refused the money.
“Of course I will, boss. You know me. And you know I won’t take your tips. Well, not the monetary ones, at least.” Elizabeth said with a wink.
Susan smiled back, putting the money away.
As Elizabeth drove off, Susan entered to something she wasn’t quite expecting.
Lesbian porn was on the TV. Jennifer was sitting on the comfortable leather couch getting eaten out by Martha.
Susan was upset. Why was this happening in the living room? Didn’t Jennifer understand that they needed——
Susan’s balls churned and her head cleared. She was glad Jennifer was getting good use out of the maid.
“Hey, love! How about we go back to the bedroom and let those two be?” Felicia whispered seductively in to Susan’s ear.
“I’d love that.” Susan said.
******
Susan pounded her wife’s soaking wet pussy. All of her problems felt like they were disappearing. Even though she’d just cum, she felt like she was going to again.
Happily, she orgasmed, pulling out and falling next to Felicia.
“Fuck, that was amazing.” Susan said, as Felicia curled up next to her.
“It sure was.” Felicia said with a smile. “So, how was Tiffany?” Felicia asked.
Susan felt a bit nervous. How did her wife know? She had her whores at work, but hiring a prostitute might be a whole other—-
Susan’s balls churned again as new memories filled her head.
“She was great! I’m shocked she had enough stamina after coming here, though.” Susan said.
“Oh, me too! I rode her hard with that strapon! That was hours ago, though. Anyway, I’m gonna take a nice, hot shower. You’re welcome to join me, my love.” Felicia said, winking.
Susan didn’t need to be told twice.
She pulled off her clothes, finding something she’d stuck in between her tits.
“Should anything go wrong, and it will, contact me.” The front read. She flipped the card over, finding glossy red text, but she couldn’t understand it.
“Where the hell did I get this from?” Susan said to herself. She stuck it in her nightstand drawer and left to go join her wife in the shower.