Episode 5

He was sitting there, sipping his glass of wine, watching the phone. I thought he was the perfect gigolo. If this was a brothel, or a hotel, then I had to take him before someone else did. I swallowed and approached him, took his glass of wine and drank it. He looked at me with a surprised expression. I put the glass on the table and, grabbing his tie, pulled him towards me and kissed him. His lips were soft and he returned the kiss, but it didn't last long because a guy pulled me away from him.

"What are you doing, miss?" he said, grabbing my arm very strongly and pulling me away from the gigolo. "Who do you think you are to do that to my boss, and dressed like that, how ridiculous."

"Wait, let her go," he said, looking at me. He stood up and took my arm. "I'll take her. Keep the room tidy." He carried me to a room.

He carried me in his arms to a room, left me on the bed, watching him talk to the man who had grabbed my hand. The man at the door was somewhat right. How could I do that dressed like this, wearing a long aqua green skirt and a plain, light beige 3/4 sleeve blouse buttoned up to the neck, with an aqua green jacket, and flats. How could I attract the attention of that attractive man?

He stopped talking to the man at the door, closed it, and looked at me confused. I knew the situation didn't look very good, but I didn't want to miss the opportunity. I got out of bed and grabbed his tie again. He just looked at me with great curiosity, watching what I was doing, and I kissed him again. Our lips met again, he pulled away from me a little and looked into my eyes, with those piercing blue eyes that gave me a bit of a chill.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, holding my shoulders while looking at me seriously.

"I don't want to, I desire it, and a lot," but my tears played a trick on me and my inebriated state made me tell him, "My husband cheated on me with many women, I know I'm not attractive."

He kissed me and said, "Do you want to see how attractive you are? I'll make you touch the sky," kissing me again.

He lowered the zipper of my blouse and without much effort took it off. I had never seen a man so skilled, how many women had he done the same to, or well, that was his job. Then he kissed my neck and my collarbone, it felt so good, his lips were like a massage to my skin, that I wanted to keep feeling. I didn't want to be left behind, and I took off his tie, so many times that I put them on and took them off I had become an expert at it, I took his shirt and unbuttoned each button until I left his torso bare and kissed his soft and fragrant torso, making me his and making this an unforgettable experience.