Belle

There is something about her, maybe its the fact that you cannot see her face and find the mystery intruiging, or that you love pierced belly buttons and are incredibly horny, or that she wants to beg... you cant put your finger on it but you cant resist. You do it, you hit book. A new screen appears...

"Thanks for showing interest!" A screen pops up,

"Fill out a couple of details and i'll call you real soon to confirm our date!!"

Another series of questions is listed:

name : Alex Cavendish

date for : TONIGHT

services: Full

duration ALL NIGHT

meeting at HEATHROW PLAZA LOBBY BAR

phone : +444100456709

You submit and sit back,

"Thanks I'll call you ASAP, you wont regret it!" A picture appears of her in the same lingerie, this time pulling the crotch aside, with 2 fingers disappearing into her tightness. You resist the temptation to release yourself and close the window, making sure your phone is on, and flick the tv on to wait for the call.

You re startled when the phone does burst into life, you had just about drifted off to sleep and were about to give up... you see No caller ID flash up and assume in your daze it is a problem at work

' Hi Alex here' you say, still trying to wake up. A short while later a very playful voice, clearly not one of your team replies,

' Hi Alex, its Belle from err you know the internet here..'

You are stunned, shit, its Belle, you were staring at a picture of her fingering her box a few minutes ago... the thought runs through your head, did I really do that ? should I just hang up?

'Ohh Hi Belle, yeah, hi sorry, I thought it was work, errr, how are you?'

She giggles, much as you would expect any slightly awkward low 20's girl to do ,

' I'm fine thanks, I as just calling to check 7 oclock for our date was ok tonight, and I would love to meet you at the bar, if theres any doubt ill ask for Alex and say its a blind date. Did you want me to wear anything special?'

'Errr just anything you like, you know comfortable for you, whatever really'

'Hehe your new to this aren't you? Don't worry, you'll have fun, we'll both have lots of fun, I promise, I see you have booked full service yeah?'

'Err yeah is that ok? I don't reall.."

She cuts you off before you can ask what full service actually is.

'Of course sweety, but just so you know, full service is twice the rate, but because that's such a nice hotel, and you seem sweet, I will do a discount ok by you?

'Erm sure, yeah fine!'

'Excellent, well ill see you in an hour and a half, if you see me walking to the bar, just wave, im hot and my blonde hair will be down! See you soon!'

And just like that she hangs up.

Shit. You cant believe it. You cant tell if you are nervous or petrified, excited, or all of them.

You decide to get ready then get a drink to settle yourself.

By the time you have had a shower, tidied your room and freshened up there is only 15 minutes till Belle arrives. You head down to the bar and take a seat near the bar, and near the entrance, but with enough privacy. Your eye become fixated on the entrance. Time seems to stand still.

There she is, you spot her from a mile away. She was right. She was hot.

Blonde hair cascading to the level of her slightly bigger than appeared boobs, with a wave in the end of it framing a face that was far more innocent than you expected, large eyes, a perfect nose. Tight and petite, she appeared not to have any excess weight on her. Dressed to stun everyone, she had a shirt on , with only the top button loose, just threatening to expose the top swell of her breasts. It allowed her shape to be shown without making her look like a whore, and disappeared into her skirt, which was fitted and not loose. She looked like a professional, who had just finished work. She noticed you starring and a warm smile came over her face, dare you say it, even she looked impressed.

'Alex!!' She threw open her arms and rapped them around you, ' Im so glad to see you!!' it was a warm hug, the sort of 2 people who had met, and probably fucked.

'Oh Belle, how are you?' She pressed her body firmly into yours.

' So Goddam good now, but not half as good as i will be later tonight' she said that at a much quieter volume. She lifted her head up and planted her lips firmly on yours.

She peeled away from you and sat down alongside you.

' I better have a cold drink to cool down ' She said still fixed on you.

You quickly walk up to the bar and return with 2 glasses of bubbly. You sit down.

You look , err unbelievable' you say

'Pretty good yourself' She smiles back.

From that point on conversation seems to flow remarkably easily, she tells you about herself, that she only works 'like this' occasionally and does a lot of voluntary work at the local nursing home, she was a trainee chef but got layed off but she only gets a job a month or so.

' Wow this is weird' she says to you, ' We are talking like friends, I hope that's ok and not odd for you?' She looks at you again, with perhaps a little apprehension in her eyes.

' No its fine, I actually prefer it.' you reply " it makes me feel less awkward"

She looks at you again,

'You wanna stay here or go upstairs?' You feel a hand on your upper thigh, under the table and glance back at her. Your dick twitches and a naughty look overcomes her.