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Dear Fab Las Vegas Escorts,
 
I like wearing really short shorts, because it drives all the guys crazy when they see me bouncing along the street.  I can see them from the corner of my eye as they stop and ogle my butt, which jiggles ever so slightly under the clinging blue denim.  My teeny shorts are frayed at the bottom, and the little white strings are all wispy around my tanned legs as I bop along, listening to my iPod, mouthing the words to my favorite tunes.  The guys, I’m sure, are imaging my mouth doing other things.  Since I am a Las Vegas escort it’s good for business when these guys come up and start talking to me.  One of the most memorable encounters I’ve had was because of my shorts.
 

  
 
I was walking to my car one day wearing a pair of little shorts when a very cute guy started walking with me.  We start talking I told him that I was an escort and pretty soon we had a date set up for the following week.  For some reason, I was more excited about this guy than any other guy I had been with.  I found myself looking forward to the following week.
 
When the day of the date finally rolled around, I got to the place where we were meeting extra early.  I was wearing my favorite pair of little shorts.  Not much later he pulled up in a flashy sports car.  I hopped in beside him and we peeled out.
 
The cold air conditioning rose goose-bumps on my bare legs, and my nipples grew large and stiff, threatening to burst through my sheer top.  I watched him as he zipped through the heavy traffic with confidence.  We made small talk while he drove me to the outskirts of town, and by the time the sun was setting we were parked on a hill overlooking the Las Vegas strip.  The night air was really warm, and we sat in his car watching the Strip lights twinkle beneath us.  I could tell he was getting anxious as I put my arm around him and pulled him close.  His cologne smelled crisp and clean, and his lips felt soft as I pressed mine against them.  I totally melted in his arms as his tongue brushed against mine, and I realized that I was squirming in my seat.
 
His hands lid over my body, softly caressing my breasts, which heaved with my every breath.  His hands slid under my tops and palmed my naked tits, and I’d never been so aroused in my life.  I would’ve done anything for this guy right then.  After playing with my tits, he popped the snap on my shorts and slid his hand inside.  My pussy was warm and wet, and his fingers slid inside me easily.  He drilled his fingers into me, fast then slow, hard then soft, until I thought I was going to pass out.
 
The next thing I knew, he’d opened his pants and his boner was staring right at me.  The front seat was too small for me to sit on his lap, even though I really wanted to, so I did the next best thing.  I took his hard cock in my hand and pumped it just liked he’d done to me.  Fast then slow, hard then soft.  It wasn’t long till he was the one squirming in his seat.  Suddenly, his body went all stiff and he came all over the steering wheel.  Then as soon as it began, it was over.  He told me he would call me soon because he wanted us to go again.  And a couple of weeks later, he did call.
 
Now we get together like this every few weeks or so.  He picks me up and we reenact our first time together and I escort him to climax.


 

 

Escort Wendy Las Vegas