Wake up the next day

You've barely been able to sleep because of all the excitement. After all, this was a bit like having 5 birthdays on the same day. But you did manage to get in a few hours.

As you wake up, you remove your face from a small pool of saliva that has formed on your pillow. You smack your mouth open and closed a couple of times, as you look at the Spiderman poster on the ceiling.

Suddenly, the doorbell rings. You jump straight out of bed and dash to the window. The only thing you can make out from here is that there's a sleek, black car parked outside with tinted windows. The license plate says "SXYTMZ69". What amazing subtlety.

You pop a few Tic Tacs in your mouth to avoid the morning breath. You're wearing your striped pajamas. Not the sexiest outfit, but you kinda fear like if you don't answer the door straight away, whoever is waiting for you downstairs will fuck off again.

You dash downstairs in your bunny slippers (another great fashion choice) and open the door, nervously fumbling with the keys. Finally, you manage to swing it open.

Your jaw drops. Before you stands a petite, early 20s woman with raven-black hair, a cute button nose, and pale skin. She has a tight lil' ass (well, you know this from her online work, since she is wearing a trenchcoat) and she's chewing on some gum.

This is none other than Megan Nookie, one of your (and the internet's) favorite porn stars from the last few years. You can't count how many orgasms you've had watching her videos. And now she's there, on your doorstep.

"Hiya," she says, holding out her right hand. You shake it, slightly awkwardly. Her hands are small and soft. "Custodian, isn't it? Wasn't expecting those slippers, but... I can get used to them! May I come in?"

You find yourself instinctively nodding 'yes'. You get a jolt when a big guy enters after her - you hadn't noticed him. He's carrying two large suitcases that he puts on the ground. You stare at him, the suitcases and Megan. She looks at you quizzically.

"Well silly, where did you expect me to stash all that lingerie? There's more where that came from." The big guy leaves ad comes back with four large bags, after which he fucks off again. "You're a bit new to this, aren't you?" Megan asks you, still chewing. She's pulled out her phone and is texting something to someone.

"Yes, pretty much," you say. She finishes texting and yawns a big yawn, stretching her tiny arms.

"Fuck man, I'm tired," she says. "Oh, do you mind if I swear?"

"Uh... just be yourself" you say.

"Will do," she says. She casually takes off her trenchcoat and puts it on the coatrack, revealing tight-fitting grey yogapants and a flimsy pink top. You feel a stiffy coming on.

"I didn't really get much sleep, it was a very hectic trip. I had just finished shooting a scene and then Daniela's company calls me all of a sudden. Had to pack at the last minute and then the flight... OMG... I tells ya... anyway, I'm knackered." She talks really fast in her high-pitched, girly voice. She looks down at the bulge in your pants and smiles. "So eh... wanna show me your bedroom? And also, can I call you Gus instead of Custodian? It's a mouthful. And well... I'm already gonna get enough of those." She winks and gives your chest a playful push with her hand. "Oh and if you want me to shut up and boss me around a little that's fine too, I'm just tired and then I kinda get like this."

You're pretty much just nailed to the ground. The surrealism of having a pornstar you've wanked it to countless times standing right next to you in yoga pants is even greater than having a carbon copy of Scarlett Johansson there. "Uhh, sure," you finally manage to produce. "You can call me Gus. Follow me."

You go up the stairs and enter your bedroom, which is a mess. She looks around.

"You certainly don't look like you're filthy rich, even though you definitely must be," she says. She looks up at the Spiderman poster. "Oh cool, you like them comic book movies huh? I did a Harley Quinn photoshoot last month."

She sits on the bed, then lies down with her head on the pillow, curling into a fetal position. "Oh gosh, Gus... I'm so tired... would you mind if I just take a nap while we wait for the others? I can see I'm the first."

"Sure, go ahead," you say.

"Nice, thank you." She closes her eyes. "Oh hey, and Gus? You can go ahead and grab my ass if you want to. I've noticed you look at it. There's a reason I put these yoga pants on." she says.

You look at her, cosily lying in your bed, and then you tentatively hold out a hand, hovering right above her buttcheek.

"Go on," she says, her eyes still closed.

You cup her left buttcheek. Then her right buttcheek. This is the first time any woman has let you do this.

"That's it," she says, followed by a cute little yawn. "Give those buns a squeeze if you wanna."

You squeeze , and it is divine. You start to give her ass a massage, kneading it gently, revelling in the sensations it gives you. You're actually living your own personal pornstar fantasy.

"Hmm-hmm. You can keep playing with me like that if you wanna. I'm just gonna nap for a bit."

You keep kneading, squeezing and jiggling her ass for a while. Then you give it a tentative slap.

She giggles. "Ooooh, getting naughty, aren't we?" she says, her eyes still closed. "Keep massaging that ass, baby. It relaxes me. I'm such a sleepy mess right now."

You continue feeling her up, wondering when the second escort will arrive.