Cocks & More Cocks

The Plan

Derek popped open the screwdriver bottle and began chugging it down as he paced around my bed. 

"So--you're telling me you stole his bank account spending record?" his brows raised made his green hazels pop out even more. 

"Yes, "

"Why??" he looked puzzled at my confession.

 There was reasoning behind my madness, you see I know he has more than one girl on the side. I was never the only woman he banged in his office, given he did fuck me more frequently than the others. He once took me on a conference trip that was a sad excuse for a fuck fest. My mind began to wonder back into the memory. I trembled as we walked the hotel corridor the rooms were icy cold. also I was only wearing a lacy black dress, to cover my lingerie undergarments. My throat tightened as he told me that he had invited a couple of his friends. 

Mr. Clark placed his hands on my shoulders, smoothing the tension out. He explained as he twiddled with my nipples, that he had told his men about our erotic escapades in his office, and they were all greatly pleased. I could feel my breathing quickening. Feeling unsure of what was about to happened. We stood outside the door, I could hear men chattering.  My throat was tightening making it nearly impossible for my own saliva to pass through.

"Caroline!!" Derek waved his hands across my face, "earth to Caroline!" his smirk revealings his perfectly aligned teeth. 

I crossed my arms, feelings as if Mr. Clark was still playing with my breasts, "I needed to know the escort service he used,"

"Mr. Clark has escorts?" he laughed, swinging the bottle back to his lips, "Can't say I'm entirely surprised, "

He continued to take a sip, "Hold on---you want to be an escort?"

"yes," I slurred, "Sort of,"

I let out a sight as I threw myself into bed, "I want to make him pay. Make all of them pay,"

"So you're going to be an escort?" he squinted, trying to grasp what it is that I was telling him.

"Elite Diamonds will be my way in," I rubbed my arms, "They are a highly respected underground escort service for high class men, like Mr. Clark,"

"Won't you have to---you know--have sex with these men?", he groaned as he tugged at his tie. "I hate this thing," he said throwing it off the bed.

"I'm going to destroy all other lives," I smiled to myself, "All their secrets they confide in the escorts will be their end,"

"How will you even get in contact with them?" his voice low and calm, "they are an underground service--"

"I have already contacted Eleanor, she's the mother of the diamonds. I met in one of Mr. Clark's trips. She offered me a job, but I wasn't interested in the moment. She was very pleased to hear from me," I explained, gazing at his arms. Derek had my favorite part of a man's body, spider vein arms. So strong and firm, reminds women like me that he is capable of owning you like a man.

"I don't know about this Caroline," he said rubbing his eyes as he let out a yawn, " Sounds dangerous,"

I inclined my head to face him, "Don't worry about be, I tend to land on my feet,"

He turned his body to me, "One of these day's you won't though, no one gets so lucky." He let out another yawn.

"You know this ins't a motel," I chuckled, "You should go home, I never let men stay over and this would be your second night."

"Yeah----I'm just resting my eyes," he yawned,

I walked over to the closet after watching him fall asleep on my bed. I liked having his presence here, he made me feel less alone. Additionally he didn't spend every minute with me checking me out, he glanced at my body every know and then but wouldn't linger for more than a second. In some sense I highly appreciated that I wasn't being starred at in his company, made me feel comfort. 

I wasn't sure of what to wear for tomorrow's interview. Eleanor had explained to wear little and very revealing clothing. The task force needed to see the 'products' and how I would best serve their company. 

The following morning I slid into my skimpy red backless dress, with black lingerie undergarments. Not to forget the stockings, men love ripping stockings to get to the "grand" price. Once I had made my way out the door, I reminded myself to leave Derek a note with the apartment key so he could lock on his way out. Upon my arrival I spotted Eleanor waiting for me outside the entrance of The Plaza hotel. She guided me to the suite she had set out for the interview to take place. She opened the door and gestured me to walk in. My eyes bolted at the sight of three men straddling their cocks. 

My heart was racing I could hear the ringing in my ears. Once again my throat tighten, and I could feel my legs trembling. I turned to Eleanor, gathering my composure as to not break, "What is going on," I asked.

She ran her hand through her hair letting out a laugh, "The interview of course. These men need to know that you can satisfy them with your pussy," 

I turned to face the men whom still remained stroking their large cocks. I heard the door lock after Eleanor, my face felt flushed and hot. 

"Caroline, why don't you kneel and suck my cock off for me?" the tanned man ordered, 

I gawked, thinking to myself, "Just a cock, Caroline, just another dirty cock,"