Met a stranger on an app now she's a repeat customer

Never thought staying late for a paid gig on an app would lead to this. Discreet bookings arranged through an app.

I was wrapping up a fantasy role-play appointment, when someone messaged me that she wanted something exciting, her scenario carefully laid out. After hours at her office, the stage was set. The app confirmed the details, and I arrived right on time, dressed to please and ready to tease.

The space was dim, with the faint hum of computers and the lingering smell of freshly brewed coffee still in the air. When she appeared, she was everything she described — and looked just like she did on the app.Her confidence filled the room as she got closer.

I leaned against her desk, the wood cool beneath my hand as I asked in a low voice, “Need help with anything?” Her eyes locked on mine, filled with playful mischief, and she bit her lip, whispering, “Maybe…”

Her voice was soft, like a secret shared just between us. I took her small hand and she led me into her office. I guided her gently but firmly, pressing her against the desk. The air seemed to thicken as our lips met, her taste sweet and inviting. Her body melted into mine, her curves fitting perfectly into my hands.

“You’ve been teasing me all week,” I said, leaning in close enough to feel the heat off her flushed skin. I turned her around and bent her over the desk, her skirt slid up effortlessly, the fabric brushing my hand as I pushed it aside. I pulled her panties, damp and clinging to her, to the side, just enough to give me access to her smooth juicy pussy.

She gasped as I entered her, her body warm and tight. It felt like she was pulling me in inch by inch. Her moans filled the empty office, echoing off the walls as my hips slammed against her ass. The sound of the desk creaking beneath us and the rhythmic slap of skin on skin was intoxicating, blending with her cries of pleasure.

I held her wrists behind her back, the smoothness of her skin contrasting with the firm grip of my hands. She writhed against me, her body responding to every thrust. I grabbed a handful of her hair, the silky strands wrapping around my fingers as I leaned in and growled in her ear, “You’re mine now.” Her body tensed and shuddered as she came, her cries muffled against her arm.

The sensation pushed me over the edge. I pulled out and finished on her ass. We cleaned up quickly, laughing softly at the absurdity and thrill of it all. She was glowing, her cheeks flushed, her breathing still ragged.

Before I left, she smiled and sent the tip through the app, along with a review: “Worth every penny.” As I walked out into the cool night air, I couldn’t help but smirk. All in a night’s work. I was only a few blocks away and by the time I got home she'd already booked another session for next week.