Ok I realize I say this alot -but seriously-FUCK ME! What an incredible 48 hours this has been. I've been trying to find some time to detail my Saturday night for everyone asking about it. I'm still in NY as the firm I'm interviewing with quite unexpectedly contacted me very early this morning requesting that I stay for a second interview tomorrow!!! They've arranged for a flight back a day later as well as my accommodations here.
Not that this is going to be a party since they sent a portfolio by courier to the hotel with a number of private accounts that they want me to look over before the interview (to see how I would manage them). And I have to tell you it's been like 9 hours (so far) of non-stop work. At first I was afraid I was just way the hell in over my head -but now I'm feeling much better about it. I seriously haven't had a REAL meal since Saturday lunch and haven't eaten ANYTHING at all today. The concierge has gotten me a single reservation at a place called Sparks Steakhouse (which he insists I'll love) for 10:45 (nothing's available before then) so at least I have some time to chill and blog before I shower and head out.
It's weird because I almost don't want to say anything Saturday night since it was so special. But there was also a "performance" factor involved for me (I know) that I didn't plan on that also made the whole thing hot as hell. If you haven't read my previous blog -you'll really need to -to understand just what I was dealing with. I ended up choosing a different place to meet her because the restaurant where I wanted to meet wasn't going to stay open late enough. The moment I saw my escort at the bar we chose my cock seriously started to spasm in my pants (I swear to god). She's just that fucking devastating, and even better than her publicity shots. I've decided that older women (she's easily early 30's) are a new found treasure trove for me.
It was funny because all through drinks (and I know we were there for more than 2 hours) I kept imagining all the men that she's been with before, but when the sex finally came they completely disappeared from my mind. She wanted to know all about my life at College and in my Fraternity. It's funny though that she didn't ask me anything about girlfriends, or my sex life -and actually steered away from the subject when I got near it. If the M&A guy mentioned anything about me (or my cock) she certainly didn't let on at all. The only hint of that was that she did have a few extra drinks at the end and right before the last one she looked at me and said "I'm going to need this to relax me up aren't I" -and gave me a wink. I still don't know who was responsible for setting the whole thing up though. It may have been dad. He may have mentioned where I was interviewing and that's where the other connection was made.
We left, had a relatively hard time getting a cab and ending up back to the hotel and got up to my room at about 1:45. She slowly disrobed for me and actually ended up completely naked in front of me before I'd even taken my tie off (yes I was wearing a suit). At first I couldn't take my eyes off those breasts of hers (which were not only MASSIVE -but just goddamned beautiful!). But then once I got a look at that beautifully trimmed, plush, short-haired BUSH of her's I just couldn't take my eyes off it.
She let me feel and suck on her breasts for a bit then asked me to stand still while she slowly took off my clothes herself. She had a way of rubbing her hands hard over my body that made me think she was really enjoying the discovery. When my pants finally came off I'm happy to say the bulge in my 2 pair of underwear was so pronounced it really looked like I had a football in there. Let's just say when the underwear came off "the cock" was pretty impressive. She was strangely silent about it all during foreplay (but would end up being very vocal and making her thoughts known during the sex later!).
We went to the bed and she wanted to 69. So I spend some pretty rapturous moments with my head between her legs clenched about me head investigating her warm thick pussy lips and HUGE clit. She's able to get more of my cock in her mouth than most -but still hardly even half of it. The big surprise comes when she asks me to lay stomach down on the bed. At first she's playing with my cock, but then suddenly she's spreading my tight ass cheeks (I remember clenching them because I'm nervous) and begins licking and tonguing my butt-hole (OH MY GOD). Before long she is fucking EATING MY ASS for dinner (which no girl's ever done before). The feeling is so incredible I feel my cock harden even further -and I'm seriously worried I could lose my wadd if she's keeps things up much longer. So I have to tell her that I really want to fuck her.
About the fuck, I should clarify as I noticed on my comment post (previous blog) right after it happened that I said I fucked her for two hours. That's nuts. I should have said we were in bed for about 2 hours. The fucking when it came was actually pretty well measured out. She herself mentioned that she had to leave by 4:00. We had about a half hour of foreplay and when I finally got to fuck her it was nearly exactly 2:30. I know this because of the really prominent large numbered alarm clock that's on the nightstand by the bed. So at 2:30 I'm finally shoving my swollen engorged cock head into that sublimely hot wet pussy of hers. MOTHERFUCK, she really was so much more surprisingly tight than what I was expecting her to be. I'm sitting on my knees and have her legs pulled around my waist as I do this. Every time I pushed up and in a little further she would moan and her body would jerk a little bit. I'm still giving her just a few inches slowly again and again giving her pussy time to adapt. After just maybe 5 minutes I switch positions, putting her legs up on my shoulders I roll her ass up off the bed as I get up into push-up position. I want her to watch my cock as I finally start to shove my shaft as deep into her as she can take.
Finally she lets it out and comments on my cock. What she says I'll keep personal, but lets say she confirmed that she certainly doesn't get someone of my size very often. She really starts to talk dirty at this point and is really getting to me. I am so fucking horned it's like every nerve in my entire body is feeling this fuck -and it hasn't even really started yet (for me at least). After some more slow alternating shallow and deep thrusts in my original stance I get into what I call my FUCK POSITION. I hold stationary for about a minute with my cock deep in her to focus on what I'm about to do and get-it together. When I look at the clock again it's about 2:50. I let loose and start fucking like a motherfucking STUD-I'm serious. I only break stride (and it's pretty heart-stopping) maybe twice and to slow down when I feel her pussy tightening. I find myself cumming in her (staring pretty stone faced and dazed at the wall behind the bed) sometime later. When I turn to look at the clock -it's just after 3:30, and she said I'd been letting out this high pitched whine for several minutes (that I was completely unaware of) that kept getting louder and louder until I came. I can't speak for her -but I hazard to guess she doesn't get someone quite like me every time. I had been turned on beyond belief not only being able to fuck her, but that she would actually let me cum in her pussy. When she said it was part of the package (and evidently I was getting charged a pretty hefty sum for it) I still couldn't believe it. I swear it was worth every penny -no question.
Update: Tuesday night! :rocketwhore:
I'm finally back in B-town but wanted to update on one detail. My second interview lasted about 2 hours. The M&A guy wasn't there. They guys took me to lunch again afterward (the Capital Grille). The guy isn't there either -at first -but then shows up about 20 minutes later. Nobody really says anything out of the ordinary to me (and certainly not him). As we finish up he offers to get a cab that will take me back to my hotel while the others head back to the headquarters. They're all very nice and encouraging, thanking me for agreeing to stay the extra day etc., hoping I had a great time while I was there (yeah - I think you could say that!). As we finish up he offers to get a cab that will take me back to my hotel while the others head back to the headquarters. They're all very nice and encouraging, thanking me for agreeing to stay the extra day etc., hoping I had a great time while I was there (yeah - I think you could say that!).
My heart is motherfucking pounding so hard in my chest from sheer anxiety when I get into the cab with this guy - that I seriously feel like it's going to burst and explode out of me -like that creature in "Alien". For most of the ride it's all small talk, he's asking me how I spent Sunday etc., if I found any good bars or clubs he should know about. Then he leans over and whispers, "Sean - I want to see you fuck sometime buddy. Ok. I'm not gay and this is just between us, but you made a serious impression with that cock of yours on Saturday night". "Maybe a threesome, it can even be some other girl". "Even if you don't get hired this time -you can still come to New York -Ok?". I kind of really don't know what to say -so just say OK back-and leave it at that. He thanks me for making the trip and wishes me a good trip back. "Best of Luck" --yeah ok dude. I kind of feel like a TOOL, but then maybe I am just a TOOL.
Not that this is going to be a party since they sent a portfolio by courier to the hotel with a number of private accounts that they want me to look over before the interview (to see how I would manage them). And I have to tell you it's been like 9 hours (so far) of non-stop work. At first I was afraid I was just way the hell in over my head -but now I'm feeling much better about it. I seriously haven't had a REAL meal since Saturday lunch and haven't eaten ANYTHING at all today. The concierge has gotten me a single reservation at a place called Sparks Steakhouse (which he insists I'll love) for 10:45 (nothing's available before then) so at least I have some time to chill and blog before I shower and head out.
It's weird because I almost don't want to say anything Saturday night since it was so special. But there was also a "performance" factor involved for me (I know) that I didn't plan on that also made the whole thing hot as hell. If you haven't read my previous blog -you'll really need to -to understand just what I was dealing with. I ended up choosing a different place to meet her because the restaurant where I wanted to meet wasn't going to stay open late enough. The moment I saw my escort at the bar we chose my cock seriously started to spasm in my pants (I swear to god). She's just that fucking devastating, and even better than her publicity shots. I've decided that older women (she's easily early 30's) are a new found treasure trove for me.
It was funny because all through drinks (and I know we were there for more than 2 hours) I kept imagining all the men that she's been with before, but when the sex finally came they completely disappeared from my mind. She wanted to know all about my life at College and in my Fraternity. It's funny though that she didn't ask me anything about girlfriends, or my sex life -and actually steered away from the subject when I got near it. If the M&A guy mentioned anything about me (or my cock) she certainly didn't let on at all. The only hint of that was that she did have a few extra drinks at the end and right before the last one she looked at me and said "I'm going to need this to relax me up aren't I" -and gave me a wink. I still don't know who was responsible for setting the whole thing up though. It may have been dad. He may have mentioned where I was interviewing and that's where the other connection was made.
We left, had a relatively hard time getting a cab and ending up back to the hotel and got up to my room at about 1:45. She slowly disrobed for me and actually ended up completely naked in front of me before I'd even taken my tie off (yes I was wearing a suit). At first I couldn't take my eyes off those breasts of hers (which were not only MASSIVE -but just goddamned beautiful!). But then once I got a look at that beautifully trimmed, plush, short-haired BUSH of her's I just couldn't take my eyes off it.
She let me feel and suck on her breasts for a bit then asked me to stand still while she slowly took off my clothes herself. She had a way of rubbing her hands hard over my body that made me think she was really enjoying the discovery. When my pants finally came off I'm happy to say the bulge in my 2 pair of underwear was so pronounced it really looked like I had a football in there. Let's just say when the underwear came off "the cock" was pretty impressive. She was strangely silent about it all during foreplay (but would end up being very vocal and making her thoughts known during the sex later!).
We went to the bed and she wanted to 69. So I spend some pretty rapturous moments with my head between her legs clenched about me head investigating her warm thick pussy lips and HUGE clit. She's able to get more of my cock in her mouth than most -but still hardly even half of it. The big surprise comes when she asks me to lay stomach down on the bed. At first she's playing with my cock, but then suddenly she's spreading my tight ass cheeks (I remember clenching them because I'm nervous) and begins licking and tonguing my butt-hole (OH MY GOD). Before long she is fucking EATING MY ASS for dinner (which no girl's ever done before). The feeling is so incredible I feel my cock harden even further -and I'm seriously worried I could lose my wadd if she's keeps things up much longer. So I have to tell her that I really want to fuck her.
About the fuck, I should clarify as I noticed on my comment post (previous blog) right after it happened that I said I fucked her for two hours. That's nuts. I should have said we were in bed for about 2 hours. The fucking when it came was actually pretty well measured out. She herself mentioned that she had to leave by 4:00. We had about a half hour of foreplay and when I finally got to fuck her it was nearly exactly 2:30. I know this because of the really prominent large numbered alarm clock that's on the nightstand by the bed. So at 2:30 I'm finally shoving my swollen engorged cock head into that sublimely hot wet pussy of hers. MOTHERFUCK, she really was so much more surprisingly tight than what I was expecting her to be. I'm sitting on my knees and have her legs pulled around my waist as I do this. Every time I pushed up and in a little further she would moan and her body would jerk a little bit. I'm still giving her just a few inches slowly again and again giving her pussy time to adapt. After just maybe 5 minutes I switch positions, putting her legs up on my shoulders I roll her ass up off the bed as I get up into push-up position. I want her to watch my cock as I finally start to shove my shaft as deep into her as she can take.
Finally she lets it out and comments on my cock. What she says I'll keep personal, but lets say she confirmed that she certainly doesn't get someone of my size very often. She really starts to talk dirty at this point and is really getting to me. I am so fucking horned it's like every nerve in my entire body is feeling this fuck -and it hasn't even really started yet (for me at least). After some more slow alternating shallow and deep thrusts in my original stance I get into what I call my FUCK POSITION. I hold stationary for about a minute with my cock deep in her to focus on what I'm about to do and get-it together. When I look at the clock again it's about 2:50. I let loose and start fucking like a motherfucking STUD-I'm serious. I only break stride (and it's pretty heart-stopping) maybe twice and to slow down when I feel her pussy tightening. I find myself cumming in her (staring pretty stone faced and dazed at the wall behind the bed) sometime later. When I turn to look at the clock -it's just after 3:30, and she said I'd been letting out this high pitched whine for several minutes (that I was completely unaware of) that kept getting louder and louder until I came. I can't speak for her -but I hazard to guess she doesn't get someone quite like me every time. I had been turned on beyond belief not only being able to fuck her, but that she would actually let me cum in her pussy. When she said it was part of the package (and evidently I was getting charged a pretty hefty sum for it) I still couldn't believe it. I swear it was worth every penny -no question.
Update: Tuesday night! :rocketwhore:
I'm finally back in B-town but wanted to update on one detail. My second interview lasted about 2 hours. The M&A guy wasn't there. They guys took me to lunch again afterward (the Capital Grille). The guy isn't there either -at first -but then shows up about 20 minutes later. Nobody really says anything out of the ordinary to me (and certainly not him). As we finish up he offers to get a cab that will take me back to my hotel while the others head back to the headquarters. They're all very nice and encouraging, thanking me for agreeing to stay the extra day etc., hoping I had a great time while I was there (yeah - I think you could say that!). As we finish up he offers to get a cab that will take me back to my hotel while the others head back to the headquarters. They're all very nice and encouraging, thanking me for agreeing to stay the extra day etc., hoping I had a great time while I was there (yeah - I think you could say that!).
My heart is motherfucking pounding so hard in my chest from sheer anxiety when I get into the cab with this guy - that I seriously feel like it's going to burst and explode out of me -like that creature in "Alien". For most of the ride it's all small talk, he's asking me how I spent Sunday etc., if I found any good bars or clubs he should know about. Then he leans over and whispers, "Sean - I want to see you fuck sometime buddy. Ok. I'm not gay and this is just between us, but you made a serious impression with that cock of yours on Saturday night". "Maybe a threesome, it can even be some other girl". "Even if you don't get hired this time -you can still come to New York -Ok?". I kind of really don't know what to say -so just say OK back-and leave it at that. He thanks me for making the trip and wishes me a good trip back. "Best of Luck" --yeah ok dude. I kind of feel like a TOOL, but then maybe I am just a TOOL.
