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There had been a bit of a struggle on who was going to be the top between Rick and me, but I'd read his profile. I felt him relax and legs fall apart and spread for me. He'd given "personal trainer" as his occupation in his profile—and his bio photo, showing him shirtless upheld that possibility, but rent-boys habitually give themselves a false occupation, so one never knows. I'd sent him a callout for an appointment, but he hadn't answered. * * * * Rick made good on his promise, and he stood there at reception with me at the end of my Quad Dating day while I signed up for two consecutive sessions with him, topped off with a fourth of Julio for the same day the next week—all thanks to Mrs. To tell the truth, I'd already served him with the divorce papers. "Those other appointments had been erased in Don's computer when I saw them—but I knew how to unerase them.
He already was moaning and moving his hips when I moved inside him and started to pump him deep. Apparently he hadn't answered because he'd already run off with Don Creighton. When he didn't show for appointments, he was given the boot. Creighton's open purse and burning desire to be rid of her husband the lucrative way. But Tim was my personal trainer and gave me special service. Just for spite, Don found out who was giving me that special inner glow and he's taken Tim away from me. When I saw he'd been with Tim, I knew that's who Don had run off with. And I chose you for more than your muscles and your good looks.
Undoubtedly connections with the amateurs could be made outside the service, but I was willing to bet the pros made their hookups keep contact within the confines of Quad Dating's expense structure.
It didn't matter to me whether I signed up for pros or amateurs as long as they were arousing and helped lead to where I wanted to go. I had visions of more than just a hookup." "More than a hookup?
"Maybe you could apply that to another Quad Dating session with me," he said. You can sign up with a guy for two sessions in a row, you know. The appointments were for four-hours at Quad Dating's facility, an old downtown hotel converted for the purpose.The four hours was broken into four separate appointments for forty-five minutes each in a hotel room, to do whatever the two (or more) of you wanted to do. You could sign up for fewer sessions, but you paid for all four. Sophie had found not only Don Creighton's personal profile on the dating site Internet page but also evidence of his last session signup.But that likely was part of the design of the service. I supposed, with practice and experience with the system, one would make appointments with new people one wanted to meet at the beginning and would, by the fourth session, be fucking ones where the comfort level had been reached in previous sessions. Auburn hair with blond highlights, long eyelashes and a shy, sensual smile. I was sure he had no trouble booking up from the Web site profiles. He's needed to sign some papers so the relative can stay rich too." That also was absolutely true. I understand that this Creed guy liked Craig so much that Craig has left us and run away with him." "Are you saying that this Craig that my guy likes a lot is on the staff here too? He'd been one I'd tried to make an appointment with but couldn't. A dark-skinned Brazilian who'd had an exotic look to him. Once I'd gotten my dick inside him, he gave me one wild, satisfying ride. "That little shit's name really is Tim Frazer," she said.
None of that came into play with my session with Rick. We both came into the room aroused and hard; got past the kissing, groping, and undressing stages quickly, and had plenty of time for a hot, completed fuck and a bit of postcoital conversation afterward. But we both knew that time was of the essence, so after just a bit of wrestling, he allowed me to turn him over on his back and run my hand down his back and into the curve of his buttocks while we were kissing and my fingers to move inside him. A really good-looking tanned guy with a good amount of body hair who looked like a high-paid personal training type who was willing to offer other personal services as well. And he seemed happy afterward when I told him that the preliminaries didn't matter—that I intended to give him a spin again during my six months of membership. "I don't really give a fuck where Don is or what he's doing.Beyond Cindy, who was quite a looker, if you liked that type, I signed up for the best I could find. The man's married you know." But when she gave me that "so what? And, being staff here, he obviously isn't what I'm looking for anyway.