Role Play

The inspector arrives while I am wearing lingerie and a satin robe, with killer black heels.  I hid slightly behind the door, trying to mask what I am wearing.  He seems flustered, like he really doesn't want to be here and is perhaps running late.  I ask him nicely if it is possible to do this another time as I am expecting company, but he point blank refuses.

He comes in from the landing and I offer him a drink.  While I make him a coffee he goes into the lounge and takes a note book out of his leather brief case.  He calls to me that he is going to start looking, but I ask him if he can wait until I am ready to walk round with him.  When I walk into the lounge with the coffee, he looks me up and down with a slight smile on his lips and comments that I look lovely and not what he is used to seeing.  I blush and thank him for the compliment.  He snaps out of it and asks to start looking round.

First we check the kitchen, which is fine, although he did tell me to empty the bin more regularly.  We then moved on to the spare bedroom and all was well, then the bathroom, which again passed with flying colours.  With my best smile I told him that I had tried hard to keep the place nice, as he could see and would that be enough.  He said that he had been told to check ALL rooms and swiftly moved on to the next bedroom.  I slowly walked behind.  As I entered the room I could see him sturnly staring at a bowl full of condoms, which had a blindfold lay over it.  Next to it was some lubricant, a magic wand and wet wipes.  He continued taking in his surroundings and looked me square in the face.  "What's this all about?" he questioned.

Thinking on my feet I told him that my boyfriend was coming round and we were going to do some role play.  He put his fingers through the condoms and started muttering under his breath.  He then walked towards the wardrobe, which was left behind by the landlord and opened the door.  There in front of him were several sexy costumes and in the cupboard he found my collar, vibrators and various other tools of the trade.  He seemed very agitated and went over to his things, still muttering and talking about having to report this etc.  I moved towards him pleading with him to reconsider.  I told him how discrete I had been and that no one new what I was doing other than him.  I then put my hand on his thigh and started to gently caress him.  I could feel his cock growing under the material of his trousers, which gave me renewed hope.  Just as I thought he was coming round, he told me to step back, this was not right and he was leaving.

I didn' know what to do, so in an attempt to keep him on side I pulled down my nighty to reveal my purt rouged tits.  His eyes were fixated on them, I new he wanted me, I just had to make him want me enough.  He came in closer and we started to kiss.  I rubbed my body against his and teased his growing cock with my fingers.  I could hear his breathing getting deeper as he was starting to succumb to me. I whispered in his ear that it would be our little secret.

Again he pushed me away and started muttering again that this was not good and he couldn't do it.  He asked me to put my clothes back on and in response I moved over to the bed opened my legs and started to masturbate.  He stopped what he was doing, mesmerised by my squirming body and froze to the spot.  He couldn't resist me any more and gently started to finger me while I played with my clit.  I was so relieved and turned on by the whole idea of being caught I began to moan with pure pleasure.  He then knelt down and started to lick my pussy.  We were alternating between kissing, fingering, sucking and licking for the longest time, until he eventually let me cover him and sit on top of his cock.  I rode him like my life depended on it.  I needed him to want me, so the next time he felt guilty the feeling of ecstasy was stronger and kept him on my leash. Our exploits lasted for some time longer, with 2 explosions from him and several by me.  I think we both enjoyed our naughty time together.

Needless to say after a little persuasion and good hard fucking and giving him my body to tease and play with, I was off the hook and I have a feeling I may be getting another inspection very soon.

Life goes on.

Sometimes I look down at my nails and wonder where my life is going?  It seems to move so fast and what was a little ridge is now over an cm long and my nice neat nails that were pretty painted in red are fastly becoming vixen talons.  When will I get the time to get them filled?  The problem is that it takes over an hour to get the job done and it's a couple of hours out of the day and with the new apartment and my family life and my various other jobs, I just don't seem to fit it in.

I had a very busy start to the week on Tuesday (bearing in mind it was yet another Bank holiday on Monday), which was great, as I had not worked for a couple of days, as I wanted to have some time at home with my son, doing the normal parental kind of chores.  Actually I think I have decided to hire a cleaner once a month, it's ridiculous trying to keep two homes and it's far easier for me to keep the apartment tidy.

Then I needed to start sorting things out for my trip to Norwich, which was a mixture of Escorting and other work I had there.  I had booked an apartment that was close to my other work for convenience, as the last thing I wanted was to get lost when I had to be there at 9am in the morning.  Unfortunately though, I seemed to have drawn the short straw for accomodation and although it was very easy to gain access to it was such a dump I didn't feel very comfortable inviting anyone back there.

I had one client on the first evening, who I had met via a phone chat booking the day before and because we had kind of met before, I didn't feel so bad agreeing to meet him, but by Saturday and with the football in the area, I just decided that the evening was better off being mine and ordered a takeaway, which was accompanied by a nice cold cider.

Although I would not stay in that room again, I might stay in one of the other apartments, as they were actually not bad at all and as I said before, it was very easy to gain access to.  I think with most places though, it is always best not to tour during a weekend, so perhaps a little tour over the Summer with the odd trip over to Great Yarmouth to frolick in the sea might be in order.

It took me over 6 hours to get home today due to an accident on the motorway.  Thankfully I had a pitstop a little earlier on so was not too uncomfortable and I had fuel, so it was just a matter of biding my time and watching what all the other folk were getting up to. I kind of love people watching, so it wasn't all that bad.  I did notice a huge increase in white cars on the road and they were all so clean!  How do they do that?  It reminds me that I really need to put mine through the car wash.

The router that I was waiting in for on Thursday still hasn't arrived!!!  I was told that it would come and I contacted the delivery company who said it was due out on that day, but 9pm and I still hadn't got it.  Friday morning I gave them a call and was told that they had paid for economy, which basically meant they had a 3 day time frame in which to delivery it and therefore they were ok to deliver it on Friday instead.  Not quite what I was told by the router company.  I left a note with a neighbour, asking if they wouldn't mind taking it in for me and left for Norwich.  My neighbour told me they had been out, but when I got into the apartment there was no card left, so I can only summise that it never came.

If it does not come on Monday I shall be making a few unpleasant calls.  A month to send a router is a silly amount of time, Royal wedding or no Royal wedding.  One is not amused!

Phone sex!  I am hopeless at phone sex.  If anyone asks me to talk dirty my mind goes blank.  I am trying, I really am, but I find it very hard to do.  I am presently advertising that I take calls and I have some how managed to see a few through, but I find the best way round it for me is to masturbate and listen to the guy.  Thankfully that seems to be doing the trick, so if you fancy a bit of mutual masturbation without the bullshit, I'm your girl! lol.  Please don't ask me to talk dirty though.  I am ok at the role play thing though, so maybe that is an idea?  If you start something off, I should be ok to continue :) *crosses fingers*.

I'm off to London for the day on Thursday, so no nookie for me.  I've got a course to attend and I am really looking forward to it, but it will be a really long day, as I'm driving there and back.  I should sleep well at any rate lol.  In the mean time let's hope the rest of the week brings some tactile pleasure, as much like the weather I've been having a drought!

Having said that I have some role play to look forward to on Wednesday and am really looking forward to.  I'm going to be wearing some seductively silky red lingerie when the Estate agent inspector comes round unnounced and catches me out with condoms by my bed and toys.  I wonder what I will have to do to keep him quiet?

Kate x