“Then I’ll make it my honeymoon surprise for you. I will let you know when things get prepared, is that okay?” Denny announced enthusiastically.Aleah just smiled as she nodded her reply. If it was something Denny was going to prepare, she was confident it would be safe. She could put her mind worrying about it and go on with whatever plans he would come up with.Chloe and Angela planned everything according to what Aleah had agreed with them as the wedding proceedings. Denny only made sure he shouldered every expense as the husband. The elders, Don Carlo and Angela, as well as his parents, Chloe and Franco, wanted to share the amounts of money to spend, but Denny politely declined.“The wedding is not so extravagant this time. I will ask for your help when we do it with your grandkids walking along with their mom down the aisle, okay?”And everyone agreed. They were well aware Denny had more than money to spend on a simple wedding, but he might need assistance when they do it the nex
Aleah and Denny were so happy to be wed and officially call themselves their spouse finally. The beloved husband and the doted wife. The party became even more lively as they all sat around a very long table. They had the newlywed couple stand behind their guests' chairs to have a picture, taking turns until they had everyone's photo. Then they started eating and socializing. Some people would change spots to sit and chat with someone they wanted to have conversations with, and Sam ended up being surrounded by the ladies. At the same time, men gathered to exchange handshakes and shots of drinks. Carl was silent in one corner, but Denny did not let him feel left out. But the driver made sure he did not forget who he was. He did not dare blend in where he didn't belong, but he did not make things awkward with them. He politely responded when he was having a conversation with anyone.But whatever got started also comes to an end."Thank you all for coming, as well as for the gifts and wel
"Welcome to Sweet Haven.” The receptionist sweetly greeted the arriving guests at the entrance desk.Sweet Haven is a place not so many commoners could go. The clients here are required to join a membership that states their status in society. It is to protect both the clients as well as the establishment from any scandal or anything that would blemish their reputations. And also protecting the service girls from any form of abuse, since some clients tend to have fetishes. The cost is expensive but the service is to its fullest. As long as both parties are aware of their deal, the management will bind them in a contract and monitor the proceedings. They will be ready to assist any of the concerned parties who would appeal or complain about anything. Service girls are trained to serve their clients. From flirting, submission, and dominance, to whatever the client would require of her.“I made my reservations, right?” The man asked, looking tired and needing booze. He is just in the rig
He was just too stressed at work and he did not think he was in any good condition to be with a woman unless it was paid sex. Just to be fair, because he might get out of control and hurt his partner in bed, intentionally or not. Recently, he has been so sensitive that he is afraid he might get annoyed by too much noise from a woman moaning in pleasure while in bed. But neither could he be too rude to shut a woman down unless he knew he was paying her for sex and so he could order her to do everything that would please him, pleasing him alone, if that is what would make him feel better. The effort won’t be necessary for him to return whatever pleasure he is receiving when he is with a service girl, because the girls here are properly oriented on what and how to act when they are with a client. “Ahmm… Sir…?” the service girl nervously uttered. His stares were making the service girl feel uncomfortable. She could feel he was eye-raping her, but as he was not saying anything, it was m
Trisha did not dally. She called the number and met the person she talked to over the phone. She was told where to go and briefed on the arrangements. She told them her reasons with the proof of her mom's bills and her situation. The manager saw the sincerity and honesty in Trisha's words that they offered to give her a loan after a month of training. A training session that lasted months and today is her first official working day. And now, she is in front of her very first client. Gaining her poise back, she was already feeling a bit confident. She was trained, and this situation had been in their training. The only difference is how his reactions are more intense, making her feel even more nervous. But looking at how he is pleased with her beauty, her confidence was boosted. “Hmmm… Trisha..." Denny murmured. He almost cursed when he saw her smile as he called her name. " I’ll have my usual order….” he declared. Denny didn’t want to wait too long whenever he was there for relaxa
During her training, Trisha was too eager to get her official first day as a service girl, attending to clients and not just an errand girl around as she watched and observed how things are and should be done. Being an errand girl does not make her earn, not even tips, it was like being an intern with no compensation at all. So she did all she could to make her days of training end soon and be sent to a client. Trisha was taught in her training that men have different preferences. And so, they should try a slow pace at first and see if the client would demand speed and see what would satisfy them. "Just like learning how to drive, you should start slow, and when you get the grip of it, you can adjust and your client won't have to tell you what and how to do things again when you serve him," the trainer said during one of her training sessions. "Do not neglect a spice of teasing techniques, just do not overdo it." Recalling what she had learned from her training, Trisha was determi
Denny wanted to do more. But he knew the rules.Extra service has boundaries. If the service girl is okay with all the way, the client can do anything he pleases, but if a service girl has declared a limit, clients can only have a blowjob, cock in between tits fuck or lap dance or rubbing as what they are doing now.Instead of asking verbally, his hand started to find out for himself what he could get from this service girl whom he was enjoying so very much.Her coquettish response to his pleasuring touch gave Denny a clear sign that she was willing to take this deal somewhere he wished to go. She was so enslaved by his magical erotic touch that she could feel herself burning with carnal desires. She was young, and yes, she was new to all of these heavenly tastes of pleasure. And so she begged for more. More of this delightful indulgence."Please...?" She was unaware of what she was asking for. But her body was more direct and honest. She was swirling on his lap as he seemed to press
“Ohhhh… Fuckkkkkkk!”“Ugggh! Ugggh! This feels so good. "Denny was never one to praise a paid sex. He always believed that he was paying, so he deserved all the pleasure he can get. But today, he was so vocal about expressing his reactions. "I love this tight little pussy! Fuck!" He could feel his end dawning. "I don’t wanna end this yet, but the night is still young." He was actually convincing himself to let go. As for the girl, she would just do whatever her client would wish her to do. "But, we can do it all over again. Would. You. Like. That?” He said in his bedroom voice in between his thrusts.She just came, but she could feel a new sensation of orgasm building up again.“Yes. Ohhhh... fuck!!!"Her first sex with her boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, felt so painful that she could swear she never enjoyed it. Now she was feeling way too different from how she felt then.She is mewling and swirling her body, feeling his huge girth amazingly inside of her.Letting his strains free, he expl