Hope

1. "Yeah, we'll see"

Great. Just great.

You are invited to the wedding of Miss Elenor Wells and Mr Richard Wright.

My sister's wedding. It meant I couldn't actually find an excuse to avoid my parents. Though they and I didn't see eye to eye; my sister and I did. I was always going to be there for her. I had been looking at this all throughout the day. I knew my mum was going to force me to bring a date. I could not be trusted around any male apparently.

"Hope, your assigned to the private room for the first two hours of your shift." My boss told me, bringing me out of my little bubble of dread. My name isn't actually Hope, it's Annabeth but, with my two occupations being a stripper and an escort; I keep that information to myself.

"I'll be there in a minute, Jeff."

No one other than my best friend, Sian and colleagues knew what I did for a living. To everyone else, I was simply a maid in a fancy hotel in town. I didn't do these jobs because I was struggling for money; my parents were rich and left money in my account each month. I did it because I liked it. I'm a sex addict and though my escort services doesn't include those activities; if I was lucky enough to have a young, hot client I would not hesitate to initiate some sexy time at the end of the night free of charge. I'm not a prostitute in other words.

"Ah, hello Tommy; you're back." I smirked seeing one of my regulars in both jobs waiting for me. Tommy was one of my favourite clients. Though we never hung out outside of work, we got on like a house on fire. We enjoyed each other's company, and bodies in the bedroom.

Tommy was the ideal boyfriend for those who were shallow but wanted a nice guy. He had midnight black hair that was short like he was from the army. He had a tanned skin tone that most try and get when sunbathing. Tommy had a respectable physique despite his busy schedule he made time for the gym, and apparently here today.

"Well, what can I say? I missed you, Hope." He grinning as I made my way to him. "Well, love; I'll make sure your wait was worth it." As I gave Tommy a lap dance, I could feel the bulge in his trousers. It turned me on, that was the one downfall with this job. I was always so horny by the end of the night. However, I realised that tonight the camera in here was out of order and absent from the wall. Smirking, I knew I could use this to my advantage. It was just Tommy after all.

"Tommy, love." I started, straddling his lap and grinding on him. He groaned. His hands gripped my hip and pulled me down to grind me into him more. I moaned. "The cameras not working in here." I whispered huskily into his ear. "Getting horny are you?" Tommy growled in response. "What can I say? I love your cock."

With a grunt, Tommy lifted me with ease and let his loose pants fall to the floor. He was going commando like he normally does here. Quickly he sat back down and pulled my thong to the side and lowered me on him. We both groaned quietly before starting our movements. I moved my mouth to Tommy's neck to quieten my moans. I would have surely been fired if I was caught doing this. It just made this more exciting.

"Jesus." Tommy groaned, pulling me harder and harder down on him making it so difficult not to scream. His nails were digging into my hips tightly to the point it hurt but I didn't care. "Fuck." I moaned into his neck before biting it. This only made Tommy move us faster and faster and faster until I came. I got off Tommy and moved to my knees. I moved my mouth to his hard length that I knew was close to its release. With each movement, Tommy groaned and gripped my dyed black and pink hair tightly. It only took one graze of my teeth for him to cum in my mouth.

I swallowed up and we adjusted ourselves before I took a seat to get my breath back. "You alright? You don't quite seem yourself tonight. Tommy told me, resting a hand on my thigh. "Eh, my sister's getting married which means I have to see my parents. They'll make me bring a date since and I quote "can't be trusted around men." Tommy chuckled.