The Honeypot: Room 1
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				Title: <strong>The Honeypot: Room 1</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 14:55:08</strong>
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				Room 1 of the Honeypot.
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 15:16:50</strong>
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				Sam left $60 on the table by the couch to show Natalie he was good for the money but she was so busy talking to the other guy that she didn't notice. He took Melissa by the hand and led her back to Room 1. He turned the sliding lock on the door to make sure that no one barged in and invaded their privacy and returned his attention to Melissa.<br>"I know I didn't get a choice but I certainly would have picked you given the chance," he said, hoping his flattery would help to relax her, "I could tell from the moment you walked in that I was going to like you." He sat on the bed, not really knowing what else to do. Know that they were alone he was starting to get more nervous. What if she doesn't like me or gets scared and runs off, he thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Honeypot: Room 1</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 15:41:24</strong>
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				<strong> Melissa Adams (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/characters/megan-fox-sensual-1680x1050.jpg)</strong><br><br>Melissa willingly let Sam take her by the hand, finding the gesture a sweet one, and giving his hand a light squeeze in return.<br><br>"I was hoping you wouldn't mind being stuck with me," she said, sensing he was telling the truth, and that he really did like her, as well as you could like someone you'd just met, anyway.&nbsp; He didn't seem like the desperate type, one who'd take whoever they could get, and so she was inclined to believe him.&nbsp; She removed the heavy coat she wore, hanging it over the back of a chair before she moved to sit next to him, impulsively taking his hand this time.&nbsp; She studied his face, aware of his nerve, and gave him a soft smile.&nbsp; "It's all right, I'm here for as long as you want me to be," she said gently, touched that he'd care so much about making a good impression.&nbsp; She placed a light kiss on his cheek, only pulling back enough to study his eyes, wanting to take things slow, and let him set the pace as to what he liked.&nbsp; They were both new at this, so she didn't want to rush, although come to think of it, she hadn't asked him how long he wanted her to stay with him.&nbsp; They could work that out later though.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 15:59:13</strong>
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				Sam was encouraged by Melissa's response. He liked how they were both helping each other with their first time in this situation. Although he didn't want things to move too fast, Sam had a sudden urge that he had to fullfill. He rose a hand up and gently held Melissa's face before slowly leaning forward and kissing her full on the lips. Her perfume smelled so good now that he was this close to her. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the kiss, unsure as to whether to break it off or continue, he decided to wait for Melissa's response to see if she was okay with it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Honeypot: Room 1</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>18-09-2011, 08:16:17</strong>
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				Melissa moved forward on her own, once she saw what Sam intended, meeting his lips with hers, her hands coming up to rest lightly on his shoulders.&nbsp; She didn't try to move faster or force anything, simply letting herself relax and enjoy the feel of his lips against hers.&nbsp; She wasn't sure how he liked things, so until she knew a little more, she was content to let him take the lead.<br><br>She hoped he was enjoying himself too, and that he wasn't disappointed.&nbsp; She'd only been with one other person before this, so her confidence wasn't as high as some of the other girls who worked here, she guessed, but she still wanted to do her best and make anyone she was with happy, and have a decent experience.
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>18-09-2011, 10:09:51</strong>
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				After Melissa didn't pull out of the kiss but actually leaned into it Sam carried on enjoying her lips. It was a great kiss from where Sam was sitting, Melissa tasted fantastic. Eventually they needed air and reluctantly had to stop. Sam opened his eyes and looked into Melissa's, she was so beautiful.<br><br>"Wow," he said, smiling, "I'm having a lot of fun already, how about you?" He ran his hand through her dark curls, waiting to see if she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he had.
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				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 12:12:55</strong>
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				Melissa returned his smile, feeling even more comfortable with him, knowing he was all right with going slow, and that he didn't want to hurry her, and wasn't impatient.&nbsp; She let her own fingers tentatively brush lightly through his own hair, wondering if he liked the same treatment as what he gave, one hand resting on his shoulder as she looked at him.<br><br>"I like that, it feels nice," she encouraged.&nbsp; "Not a lot of people care too much for little things like that.&nbsp; It shows you're a kind person, and that you care about others, rather than only what you can get for yourself," she added, moving a bit closer to make things easier for him.
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 13:55:25</strong>
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				"I suppose I get pleasure from the pleasure of others," Sam replied, growing in confidence as it seemed she really did like him. he put his arm around her waist and drew her in closer. He brought his face close to hers and began to gently nuzzle her slender neck. He softly kissed it up and down, loving her soft skin and silky hair. Slowly he pusher her backwards until they were both lying on the bed. Still holding her close in his arms he stopped nuzzling and looked into her eyes. "I would like to move things up a level," he said, choosing his words carefully. Even though he cared about her feelings he had still paid good money for tonight and he didn't want to take things so slowly that they ran out of time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Honeypot: Room 1</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 14:44:33</strong>
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				Melissa willingly let him pull her closer, liking the feel of his arm around her, and letting himself lean against him as he held her.&nbsp; She shivered as his lips moved over the sensitive skin of her neck, not protesting as he maneuvered her backwards onto the bed.&nbsp; She whimpered softly as his lips continued to explore, holding him close in return.&nbsp; She tilted her head back, giving him easier access, her eyes closed as she let herself enjoy what he was doing, not worrying about the reason behind it.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes opened slowly as he stopped, and she wondered if she'd done something wrong somehow, confused until he explained what he wanted.&nbsp; She nodded eagerly, her smile warm and her eyes showing how much she wanted this, that it wasn't just about making money for her.&nbsp; She was glad he'd been the first one to say something, because she felt he should be the one dictating their pace, not her, and she wasn't sure how much longer she'd have been able to hold off on doing anything more with him.<br><br>"Yes please, I... I want more too," she said, giving a light playful tug at his shirt.&nbsp; "I... I want to touch you," she added, thinking they had too many clothes on, not wanting to just remove everything, but to get a start on it, at any rate.&nbsp; She knew she didn't have the usual clothes everyone else probably did, but she'd come on short notice, so had dressed practically, since she'd be out in the cold weather.&nbsp; Besides the heavy coat and boots she'd already taken off, she had on a warm sweater and a pair of jeans, but he didn't seem to care how she looked.&nbsp; She wondered if she should let him take off his own things, or if he might want her to help him, but decided to let him ask, or tell her, rather than trying to assume, and do something he might not want.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Honeypot: Room 1</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 15:44:39</strong>
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				Sam guided her hands to the top button of his shirt. "Help me," he whispered, his hot breath hitting her ear. Sam was happy to be picking up the pace, he wanted them to slowly explore each other's bodies. While he waited for her to unbutton his shirt he drank in Melissa's appearance. While she wasn't wearing the same type of beautiful dresses as the girls he had seen earlier she was still absolutely stunning. Sam liked the practicallity and casualness of her clothes, it made her seem more approachable, more human. He wass itching to see and feel more of her skin but knew it would be much more satisfying to take things step by step rather than just ripping her clothes of. So he imagined what her body would be like under her sweater and let her continue.
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				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 16:51:48</strong>
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				She sat up, slowly beginning to unbutton his shirt, her eyes traveling between studying his face, and perusing his upper body as she gradually undid more buttons, keeping her movements slow, in spite of the urgency she sensed in him.&nbsp; Her eyes glinted with playful mischief as she took her time about it, her hands occasionally pausing to move sensually over his exposed skin before continuing.&nbsp; Eventually though she got the job done, and carefully set his shirt off to one side, not wanting to get it wrinkled.&nbsp; <br><br>She leaned forward, her lips finding his, nipping gently at his lower lip, cautiously at first, not knowing if he'd like it, her tongue soothing the sting, lingering for a few seconds longer than was really necessary, silently asking him permission to go further.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Honeypot: Room 1</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 21:19:24</strong>
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				Sam lay back on the bed again, gently pulling her on top of him. He enjoyed the little nip and brought his tongue out to meet hers in a more passionate kiss. While they were kissing Sam slowly pulled up the bottom of her sweater until it was all bunched up, exposing her midriff. Melissa was slim but well toned Sam found out as he brushed her tummy and lower back with his fingertips. Their kiss finally broke off and Sam leaned up to nibble her ear. "Can I take it off," he whispered, referring to her sweater. So far she seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was but he was still a little afraid of moving too fast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Honeypot: Room 1</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 13:06:12</strong>
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				Melissa let Sam move her to settle on top of him, knowing she didn't have to worry about supporting her weight.&nbsp; She was lighter than he was by quite a margin, so she simply let herself concentrate on the more pleasant actions they were occupied at, rather than worry if she might be hurting him.&nbsp; Her tongue met his in a slow and passionate kiss, taking time to explore his mouth, to savor the taste of him.&nbsp; She drew back only when she had to in order to breathe, her hands resting lightly on his chest as she sat up slightly, her warm smile a clear enough answer to his question, if her actions weren't.&nbsp; <br><br>"I was wondering when you were going to ask," she grinned, her hands moving to his shoulders, massaging his muscles gently but firmly, cautious until she knew what kind of pressure he liked.&nbsp; She wanted to please him, but it also gave her hands something to do, so she wouldn't be tempted to help him.&nbsp; He hadn't helped her, so she wanted to give him the same respect.&nbsp; She stopped only long enough to pull her hands from the sleeves, thinking she could at least do that much to help, as the sweater didn't have buttons.&nbsp; Underneath she wore a plain white cotton bra, nothing fancy, and she hoped he wasn't one who was expecting fancy underthings, like most of the girls probably had.&nbsp; She blushed slightly as she looked down, resisting the urge to bring her hands to cover it, lest he be disappointed.<br><br>"I... I know it's not much, but... I was never one for a lot of fancy clothes, so I hope it wasn't something you were expecting," she said quietly, suddenly shy again, with him looking at her.
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 13:33:45</strong>
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				It was a mystery to Sam how a woman with such a fantastic body could be so shy. She really was a unique person, like no one Sam had ever known before. "It's perfect," he said to reassure her," it doesn't attract attention away from your own beauty. Anyway, I'm more interested in what's underneath." He gave her a cheeky smile and a wink, hoping that would help break the ice now that they were shedding clothes. He was getting more relaxed after the lovely massage she gave him while he took off her sweater and that gave him more confidence.<br><br>Sam took one of her hands and moved it over his bare chest, letting her feel his muscles. He pressed it onto his firm six-pack. "Do you like that?" he asked. Sam was enjoying the feeling her her hands on his body but what he really wanted was to start feeling her body. Her breasts looked like they were perfectly formed and Sam was itching to find out if they felt as good as they looked. But he didn't want to pressurize Melissa too much too fast, she already seemed quite self-concious about her choice of clothes and undergarment, he didn't want her to think he didn't like anything else about her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Honeypot: Room 1</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 14:27:15</strong>
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				Melissa let his words sink in, wondering herself why she was so self-conscious about what people thought of her clothes.&nbsp; Like Sam had said, most people would be interested in her, and not what she wore.&nbsp; "At least you're honest about what you want, which is more than a lot of people are these days," she smiled, letting her slender fingers play over his muscles as he guided her hand to explore further.<br><br>"I do like them," she reassured him in turn.&nbsp; "You must get lots of women after you, with looks like that," she laughed, feeling confident again herself.&nbsp; Before she could lose her nerve, she turned her back to him, lifting his hand to the clasp that held her bra closed, her other hand still tracing the outline of his muscles.&nbsp; "I could use a bit of help, if you'd be so kind," she said with a playful note in her voice, her head turned so she could look at him over her shoulder.&nbsp; She wanted to show him that she trusted him, as well as stay in keeping with the precedent he'd set earlier when he'd let her remove his shirt for him.
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 15:24:44</strong>
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				Sam grinned at her comment that he must get a lot of girls after him. It was nice of her to make him feel good about himself. "I have my fair share of admirers, I suppose," Sam replied, "but it's so hard to find people who are interested for me as a person rather than just a body." It was true, Sam liked to make a more personal connection with his partners and often those attracted to his looks just weren't interested in his personality. By now he totally trusted Melissa, enough to talk to her about his problems. He hoped she had developed a similar trust in him.<br><br>He found his answer as Melissa asked him to help take off her bra. Sam didn't need much convincing as he eagerly undid the clasp. He slowly let his hands creep round her body until he held her breasts, his hands on top of the loose bra. He gave each a gentle squeeze, testing their size and firmness and getting a very pleasureable answer. They were not too big but beautifully round, just how Sam liked them.
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				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 16:11:28</strong>
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				"That's a shame for all of them then, if they don't care enough about you to get to know you," Melissa said gently, slipping an arm around his waist.&nbsp; Her eyes showed concern for him, not out of an obligation to do what she was being paid for, but simply because she was a caring person.&nbsp; She'd stopped thinking of Sam as a customer a long time ago, but now the sentiment was even more pronounced, with him opening to her somewhat.&nbsp; True, she hadn't ever not considered him as a person and a human being, but at first it had been natural to think of him in terms of work, even if the said work was rather... unique and unorthodox.&nbsp; Now though he was just Sam to her, someone who was lonely, and in need of company.<br><br>"If they don't want to take the time to know you for a person, and not just for your looks, then you don't need them, and they can find someone else to waste their time on," she said, her eyes flashing for a minute before she calmed herself.&nbsp; "It must get lonely sometimes, I'm thinking," she said more gently, giving him a one-armed hug before letting go, so he could continue.<br><br>She smiled softly back at him as he squeezed her breasts through the fabric of her bra, the smile turning into a playful grin.&nbsp; "That feels good, only I think you forgot something," she laughed lightly, shrugging just enough to let the straps fall from her shoulders, but not enough to make it come off altogether.&nbsp; She liked being able to feel comfortable enough to joke with him, and not feel as though she had to be serious and professional, or that he only cared about her for as far as what she could give him.&nbsp; Perhaps it was because he was her first customer, but she knew she would feel something special for Sam, and hoped he might feel the same for her, and come back to see her again, after this time was over.&nbsp; He deserved someone special, someone who would appreciate him for his kindness and his caring, and not just use him for what they could get from him.
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 19:52:09</strong>
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				Sam sensed that Melissa was being truly sincere. He knew it was her job to seem as such but Sam didn't think she could fake it this well on her first time with a customer. When he looked into her eyes he could tell that she really did care for him and that made tonight worth it no matter how much he would have to pay. "I suppose that's why I came here," he said, "because I'm lonely. It's really nice to have someone to talk to."<br><br>When Melissa shrugged the straps off her shoulders Sam took the opportunity to fully remove the bra. He laid it down on the bed next to them and embraced her from behind. His strong arms hugged her tightly just under her breasts. He laid a trail of soft kisses from her shoulder up her neck to her ear. Finally, he glanced over her shoulder to see her uncovered breasts for the first time. "You're so beautiful, Melissa," he whispered in her ear. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 19:53:37</strong>
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				"I'm glad Natalie called me in to come see you then," she said, leaning back against him as he hugged her.&nbsp; "It's nice to have someone you know you can talk to, when you're feeling lonely.&nbsp; I only wish you didn't have to come to a place like this to find company," she added, her eyes a bit sad.&nbsp; <br><br>She tilted her head forward slightly as he kissed her neck, subtly encouraging him to continue, if he wanted, a slight shiver going through her at the contact.&nbsp; "You're quite easy to look at yourself," she smiled, hoping she was doing all right at this so far.
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 13:11:57</strong>
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				"Thank you," said Sam, smiling at her last comment. A flicker of doubt won't through his mind, was she only saying that because he was buying her companionship or did she really find him attractive? Melissa seemed to be a genuine, lovely girl but what if it was all just an act? Sam loosened his hold on her slightly and turned her around to look into her eyes. <br><br>"I'm getting a bit nervous, Melissa, would you be able to take over for a little while?" Sam knew that some of her customers would want her to take charge and if she was new to this job she might find that hard. He hoped that this could give her a good experience while also helping to ease his sudden anxiety.
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				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 14:59:23</strong>
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				((Apologies for making you wait on this, but I've had Internet issues over the past couple of weeks, and unlike last time I had difficulties, I wasn't able to get a ride over to my friend's house to let everyone know.&nbsp; Everything's up and working again now though, so I've been trying to catch things up.))<br><br>"You're welcome," she said, her smile fading slightly as he pulled back from her and turned her to look at him.&nbsp; She wondered what she'd done to make him nervous, but she pushed it from her mind, hoping she could make him feel better, rather than worry herself over something she could just as easily fix.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll try, though I'll confess it'll be new for me," she admitted.&nbsp; She studied his face, trying to guess what he wanted from her, whether just to have her take the lead in conversation, or in a more intimate manner.&nbsp; Still, she wouldn't know unless she tried, and she hoped that if she guessed wrong, he wouldn't think less of her.&nbsp; She leaned forward, resting her hands lightly on his shoulders as she brought her lips to his, her kiss sincere and unhurried, waiting to see if this was what he'd meant for sure, before trying anything more bold.
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				Post by: <strong>Tinkertailer</strong> on <strong>01-01-2012, 14:52:45</strong>
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				((Sorry again for the massive time between posts but my laptop once again broke. Hopefully it will be okay now))<br><br>The kiss was just what he had hoped for. It was in no way business like, proving to Sam that she really was in some way attracted to him. Plus it was incredibly enjoyable! The kiss eventually finished and Sam held her face close to his, the tips of their noses just touching. "That was perfect," he said with a relaxed, easy smile. "I'm ready to take things to the next level if you think you are too," he closed his eyes and stroked the inside of her thigh slowly with his right hand. 
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