Diary of a High Price Escort Ch. 09

Tiffany was also watching from the far end of the pool and on his sixth or seventh lap she stood up and walked toward me.

Her bikini, if you could call it that, consisted of three tiny triangles of pale yellow fabric with the thinnest of strings connecting the patches of material together. The color contrasted perfectly with her dark tan and her huge tits jiggled as she walked toward me, every male eye with the exception of Mitch's were staring at her as she walked.

"Morning Angel." Tiff greeted me

"Hi Tiff." I replied then added. "That's some suit."

"I hate it." Tiff answered. "Damn thing won't stay in place." She quickly added as she adjusted one triangle that a nipple was peeking out from.

"Well all the men seem to like it." I remarked.

"Yeah, they'd like it even better if I just took it off." Tiff answered as she sat down on Mitch's chaise lounge.

"I see the silver fox is something of a swimmer." Tiff commented, as Mitch made a turn and began another lap in the pool.

"Where's James?" I asked.

"I guess he's still sleeping one off." Tiffany remarked.

"Really?" I answered.

Tiffany explained. "When we left your room last night, we weren't alone for more than a minute and he had me on my knees sucking his cock. After he unloaded all over my tits he started drinking and didn't stop until he passed out."

"That's not cool." I answered

"On top of that, the fucker snores incessantly, so after about an hour I just curled up on the sofa and slept there." Tiffany explained.

"Sorry to hear that." I commented knowing she had to be disappointed.

"So how'd the silver fox treat you?" Tiff asked.

I smiled. "He took me for a late night walk on the beach. Then after he got over his shyness, he showed me what great oral talents he has and he finished by fucking me on one of the bar stools. I rewarded him with an awesome blowjob during the night while he was dreaming."

"Sounds like you got the best one of the lot." Tiffany remarked.

"I may have and the added bonus is that his cum is the sweetest I've ever tasted." I admitted proudly.

Tiffany giggled. "Maybe we could trade tonight."

"No way hun, I've got grand plans for him tonight." I replied.

Mitch was just approaching the shallow end again, and stood up at the bottom of the steps. "Join me girls." He suggested.

I looked at Tiffany who instantly said. "This suit has a snowball's chance in hell of staying put in the water."

I grinned knowing she was absolutely right. "I think I'll take a dip." I said knowing Mitch would be surprised that I'd joined him.

As I started toward the water Tiffany asked. "Are we having dinner together tonight?"

"I'd like that, but let me run it by Mitch." I lied knowing I was already planning a romantic dinner for two.

"Great Angel, I think I'm going to go check on James, hopefully he's recovered some from his hangover and I'll get some hard cock for lunch." Tiffany remarked, making sure her nipples were covered by the tiny pale yellow triangles before standing to leave.

I watched as she walked toward the hotel, her magnificent almost naked ass and long sexy legs, not to mention her huge tits drew the attention of just about every male in the area. I giggled to myself thinking. "If James isn't up to it she could seduce any one of the men who were fantasizing about fucking her right now."

I took a timid step down the stairs dipping my foot under the water. "It's freezing cold!" I exclaimed as Mitch watched me.

"You'll get used to it quickly." He promised.

As I stepped deeper into the chilly water I smiled at him. "You said it was like bath water."

He giggled and replied. "What can I say I like cold showers?"

The water was waist deep where I stepped off the last of the stairs. I held my hands above the surface trying to avoid the cold water.

"Just dive under and get completely wet." He suggested.

"I wasn't planning on getting my hair wet." I replied.

He giggled then splashed water at me. "Wanna bet?" The splash missed its mark but I still reacted like he'd just soaked me.

I slowly walked toward him and he teased me by moving back toward the deeper water as I tried to catch up with him.

"I love the way you react to the cool water." He commented as he stared at my hard nipples.

As I neared where he waited he reached out. "Come on, let's go into the deep end." He said.

"And why would I want to go all the way over there?" I asked pointing to the other end of the pool.

He smiled and stretched his fingers toward me wiggling the wrinkled tips at me. Mitch teased me saying. "So I can play with your sweet tits. I know you want me to, but you've got to be underwater or everyone will see."

"Like they'd care." I replied.

I have to admit that my body was beginning to get used to the water and I let my hands slip under the surface.

Mitch moved deeper into the pool, the water now covering most of his curly chest hair.

"Come on, you can do it." He urged me on.

I did want his touch and knew that even in the cold water it would send shivers up my spine. I half jumped, half dove toward him letting my body sink below the surface. The water actually felt very refreshing and as I surfaced Mitch captured my hands and pulled me toward him. My hair cascaded everywhere covering my face as well as my shoulders. I dipped backward and came up face first clearing the hair off my face.

Mitch was smiling widely knowing he had teased me into the pool. I moved closer to him. "You're really something Mitchell Freeman." I remarked.

He reached out and placed his hands on my hips, then easily lifted me and brought my body against his. I circled my arms around his neck and pressed my big tits against his chest, slowly moving my shoulders and rubbing my tits in the thick patch of silvery hair.

His eyes stared into mine almost as if he was waiting for me to give him permission. "Kiss me you fool." I whispered.

Our mouths met not in a tender, tentative kiss but in a passionate, soul searching kiss his tongue piercing my lips and searching out its sensual dance partner. I melted into his arms as he circled my waist drawing our loins together. My toes barely touched the bottom as our kiss found a way to intensify. A soft moan escaped my throat as his gentle touch and passionate mouth caressed me. I could have stayed there in his arms kissing him endlessly until my flesh wrinkled like a prune. His sensuous touch making it all worthwhile.

Mitch finally broke our kiss and moved his lips beside my head. Through dripping wet hair he whispered. "You are so beautiful."

His words warmed me from the inside out and I tilted my head toward his lips to feel his breath on my ear.

Mitch turned me around so I was facing away from him and let my feet come to rest on the bottom. I instantly ground my ass back against his loins as his hands slid up to gently cup my big tits. My already hard nipples poked at the fabric covering them. I needed to feel my nipples in his palms and reached for his hands drawing them to the edge of my swimsuit so he could slide them beneath the fabric. His hands covered my nipples, this time flesh on flesh, the sensitive erect nubs slipping around in his soft palms.

"Your nipples get so hard." Mitch whispered in my ear.

I placed my hands over his and pressed them firmer against my flesh urging him to be more aggressive. "Squeeze them." I implored him.

His hands tightened on my tits as he used the tip of two fingers to circle my erect nipples. A lustful moan escaped my lips as he squeezed both tits and pinched their nipples.

Our lustful foreplay had drawn the attention of several men and a few couples who clearly enjoyed watching him pleasure my chest. "People are watching." Mitch said quietly in my ear.

"We should stop." I admitted, but hoped he'd continue.

Mitch slipped his hands from my tits and again lifted and turned me around. Before my toes reached the bottom of the pool he drew me tightly against his body.

"I can't wait to get you alone later." He said.

I smiled at him. "I can't wait to seduce you."

His smile confirmed that was exactly what he wanted.

"Let's get out." I suggested.

Mitch nodded his head and moved to my side letting his arm circle my waist as we began walking to the steps at the shallow end. Before we got too far, I slid my hands over my breasts making sure the fabric of my swimsuit was covering them.

As we stepped onto the deck, dripping wet, Simon who was working the pool today approached with two large beach towels. He handed both to Mitch as we stood beside our chaise lounges.

"Would you like a drink?" Simon asked.

I smiled at him. "I'd love one."

Mitch dropped his towel on the chaise lounge and as he draped mine over my shoulders he said. "Let us have two bottles of Perrier." His hand slid down my back and came to rest just above my ass.

"Very good sir." Simon replied as he turned and headed to get our drinks.

"I've gotta use the men's room." Mitch said as I sat down on the chaise lounge.

"I'll be here trying to warm up." I replied.

Mitch grabbed his towel and as he walked away he used it to soak up the water on his body.

I stretched my legs out on the chaise lounge and lay back allowing the towel to slip off my shoulders, the warm midday air already beginning to take the chill off my lush sexy body.

Simon returned. "I have your Perrier Ma..." he paused and corrected himself "Angel."

I turned my head and smiled to thank him for remembering my name. "Simon, you told me yesterday that if I needed anything I should ask you." I remarked.

"That's correct." He replied.

"This is going to sound strange, but could you possibly get me a couple of blank score cards from two of the local golf courses, and a supply of Viagra?" I asked.

He smiled at me. "Viagra?" He asked, with an almost surprised expression on his face.

"Yes Viagra, I want to try a little experiment tonight." I replied.

I assumed Simon was usually asked to secure a supply of cocaine or pot so his surprised expression didn't seem too out of line.

"I'll have to work on the Viagra. The score cards I can pick up this afternoon when I get off." He explained.

"Well I need the pills for tonight." I commented.

Simon crouched down next to me. "Angel, illegal drugs are easy but prescription drugs are a little more difficult, but I'll do my best." He said.

As Simon stood up Mitch returned. He handed Simon a ten and said. "That'll be all."

"Thank you sir." Simon answered with a grin knowing Mitch would be in for a real treat later.

As Mitch sat down on the chaise lounge next to me he commented. "Getting cozy with the staff?"

I looked toward him as he stretched his legs out. "Simon's a great guy, he's just trying to be helpful." I said.

"You're on a first name basis with him?" Mitch questioned me.

I wasn't sure I liked the tone of his voice.

Mitch continued his questions in the same tone of voice. "Maybe you'd like to fuck him while I watch."

His statement pissed me off. "Maybe you'd like to fuck yourself."

Mitch grinned, which I found rather strange considering his suggestion. "I'm just kidding Angel."

I cooled down a little but wondered about his statement "Do you like to watch?" I asked.

"Watch what?" Mitch answered.

I giggled hoping he was playing games with me. "Mitch, you just asked me if I'd like to fuck Simon while you watched."

He didn't reply directly to my question, instead he asked. "Would you like to watch me fuck Tiffany?"

So his entire line of questions was to see if I'd mind if he fucked Tiff. "Do you wanna fuck her?"

"Do you wanna watch?" He replied, continuing his playful way of answering with a question of his own.

I sat up and turned to face him, my feet coming to rest on the deck between our chairs. "No I don't want to watch you fuck Tiffany, I want to watch you fuck ME!" I replied.

He grinned and placed his hand on my knee. "Good, cause that's exactly what I want too."

As I reclined again on my chaise lounge I commented. "Mitchell Freeman you have a weird sense of humor."

He smiled and in his best Popeye impression answered. "I am's what I am's."

After a few minutes of complete silence I decided to try and get our conversation started again.

"So what would you like to do for dinner tonight?" I asked.

Mitch turned his head toward me, a smile spread across his lips as he spoke. "Well I hate Mexican food so Taco Bell is out of the question."

"I was hoping for something a bit more elegant." I answered.

"Do we want to invite the kids?" Mitch asked, wondering if a triple date might be something I'd enjoy.

I frowned at him. "I don't really want to share you with anyone."

His smile confirmed that he agreed. "I do enjoy seafood, how about you?" He asked.

"I'd like that, in fact yesterday when I was exploring the resort I saw a restaurant with a tank of live lobsters. There was a sign on the tank that said Caribbean lobsters are the sweetest in the world." I explained.

"That's odd, my experience is that rock lobsters have a saltier taste and the tail meat isn't as tender as cold water lobster. I actually lean toward something more exotic in seafood. Grouper, wahoo, and especially swordfish are species that I really like." He explained.

Obviously Mitch knew his seafood so I suggested. "I think we should get dressed up and have a romantic dinner for two in that restaurant."

"All this talk about food is making me hungry. Do you wanna grab some lunch?" Mitch asked.

"That sounds good. I think there is an outdoor café over that way somewhere." I replied pointing back and over my head.

Mitch reach for my hand as he turned on his chaise lounge, then helped me stand. I grabbed my cover up and slipped it on. He continued holding my hand as we walked in the direction I'd pointed.

"Damn, I forgot my shoes again." I exclaimed as I pulled my hand from his and walked back to slip my sandals on.

As I returned to where he was waiting he smiled widely at me. "You seem to always be running off to grab your shoes." He remarked.

I just giggled and accepted his outstretched hand.

The outdoor café is nestled between the two pools at the Royal Cancun, and had seating for about 35. Most of the tables were set for four and the few that seated two were already taken. There didn't seem to be anyone greeting diners so we just found an open table and sat down.

"Good afternoon, I'm Wendy, and I'll be your server today." The cute blonde waitress said as she stopped beside our table.

"Hello Wendy." Mitch replied as I checked out how nicely her shorts fit over her petite ass.

"Will you be having lunch?" Wendy asked.

"I believe we will." Mitch replied as he reached for the menu Wendy offered.

I grinned at her as she handed me a menu then began reading what the café offered.

"Would you like a cocktail?" Wendy asked.

Mitch glanced at me. "I'd like an unsweetened ice tea." I said.

"I'll have the same with lemon." Mitch said.

"Very good, I'll be back in a few minutes to take your order." Wendy said as she turned and headed off.

"She's cute." I commented as Mitch began scanning the menu.

He looked up and grinned. "My daughter is older than her."

I continued watching him as he returned his attention to the menu.

"You didn't tell me you had kids." I commented.

"You didn't ask." Mitch replied looking up again.

"How many children do you have?" I questioned.

"Three daughters and a son, my youngest is 27." Mitch answered.

I did some quick math, if his youngest is 27 then he most likely has grandchildren also. "So are you a Grand Pop?" I asked with a smile on my lips.

He dropped his menu and looked into my smiling face. "Yes, three times over and if you start calling me Pop Pop or Poppy I'll send you packing." His smile confirming that he wouldn't really do that.

I grinned and resisted the urge to reply calling him Poppy.

As I was about to begin looking over the menu again, I noticed Jasmine and Avery approaching from the beach. She was wearing that same tiny white string bikini, which looked absolutely fabulous against her skin.

"It's Avery and Jasmine." I said catching Mitch's attention.

Before he could react Jasmine was standing between us. "Hey girl having lunch?" She said.

"Hiya Jasmine. Yes we're grabbing a quick bite." I answered, glancing at Avery then down to Mitch.

"Join us." Mitch suggested, surprising me somewhat.

Avery replied. "You sure it's not an inconvenience?"

"Not at all, we'd love the company." I lied.

Jasmine sat next to me which left Avery the chair across the table from me.

"That's a sexy swimsuit Angel." Jasmine remarked.

I noticed Avery's lustful stare, his eyes focused on the deep cleavage exposed in the plunging V of my black swimsuit. For a moment I regretted not fastening the buttons on the front of my cover up, but I decided to allow Avery to thoroughly enjoy the same view of my tits that the other men had.

I glanced at Mitch again and he was back to the menu.

"Thanks Jasmine. I love your little number too." I remarked just to change the subject while trying to divert Avery's eyes from my deep cleavage.

I have to assume Mitch noticed Avery staring at my big tits because he spoke up. "Are we playing golf tomorrow morning?" He asked Avery.

"I would love to if this hot thing will let me outta bed." He replied as he placed his hand on Jasmine's forearm.

From his comment I had to figure that since they had left our suite the night before they had both enjoyed multiple orgasms and as many lines of coke.

Wendy returned with our drinks and asked. "Should I get two more menus?"

"They can share mine." I replied for us all knowing I'd most likely have the same thing that Mitch ordered.

Wendy placed our ice tea in front of us then asked. "What would you like to drink?" Seeming a little frustrated that she'd need to go for another drink order.

Avery spoke for Jasmine. "Give us two Coronas."

She dashed off to retrieve their beers.

"So are you enjoying your weekend?" Avery asked directing his question to Mitch.

"Immensely!" Mitch exclaimed as he slipped his hand to my thigh under the table.

"Me too." Jasmine chimed in grinning at Avery.

I just slid my hand over Mitch's and gave it a gentle squeeze letting him know I was also enjoying myself.

Wendy returned again carrying a tray that held two Coronas and a pair of frosted beer glasses and after placing Avery and Jasmine's drinks in front of them asked. "Are you ready to order?"

Mitch replied first. "We'll have the lobster caesar salad."

I smiled and nodded my approval.

"Miss?" Wendy asked looking toward Jasmine.

"Can I get a cheeseburger and fries?" She replied giving away her fast food addiction.

"I'll have the Ruben." Avery added.

"Very good, please let me know if I can freshen up your drinks." Wendy said before she walked away.

We made small talk while we waited for our food. Avery explained that he was a lover of Mexican food and that they had plans to eat at a small café downtown. Mitch vaguely told them of our plans.

"Have you been on the beach?" Jasmine asked as she looked toward me.

"Mitch took me for a very romantic star lit walk on the beach last evening." I answered giving his hand another soft squeeze.

Jasmine giggled then said. "I know it doesn't really show but I think I may have gotten too much sun this morning, I'm feeling a little burnt."

"Yeah and I even covered everything exposed with sunscreen." Avery commented.

I figured he most likely covered even the tiny triangles of unexposed parts too judging from the grin on Jasmine's face.