Bad Boys Escort Service Westin McCray Book 5: Bad Boys Escort Service Series, #5

By Sally Lovell

Westin McCray works for the Bad Boys Escort Service. He specializes in erotic massages and in his spare time he does nude portraits. Westin is hired by a married couple to do a erotic massage.  Troy and Amanda Williamson enjoyed Westin's massage and company.  They find out that Westin is also an artist who does nude portraits.  Troy decides to hire Westin for two weeks to paint a nude portrait of his wife Amanda. Westin agrees to do the portrait and flies to their home.  After a few days of being with the couple, Troy decides to hire Westin as an escort for his wife and possibly himself since he is also attracted to Westin. There is something about Westin that Troy is very attracted to and can't seem to fight his desire for the other man.  Troy gives Westin permission to have a intimate relationship with his wife. Westin spends all day with Amanda, painting her,being initimate then going on excursions. He finds the woman of his dreams in Amanda.  Westin's two weeks is up and he has fallen in love with a married woman.  Will Westin be able to walk away from the woman he loves or stay with the couple had have a love triangle?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sally Lovell
• Release date: Oct 24, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215312155

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Chapter 1

Westin McCray was the third oldest in the McCray family at 33.  Bronner, the oldest, now 36, married with a son named Justin and another baby on the way in a couple months.  Grant was 34, then he, Bo, was deceased at 27 from a car accident.  Sawyer was 27, getting married to Bo's fiancée and raising Bo's only son with his own baby on the way.  Last was wild man Harley 25.

Westin hoped this year would go a little smoother than the last year and a half.  Life had gone sideways for a year, starting with Bo's sudden death.  That accident hit him and his brothers hard, losing someone as young and energetic as Bo.  They all had taken it really hard, but Sawyer had the most challenging time excepting Bo's death.

Sawyer had resorted to alcohol and cocaine to ease his sorrow which ended up with devastating consequences for Sawyer.  Sawyer will be an alcoholic and drug addict for the rest of his life.  Sawyer had to hit rock bottom before getting any help.  His brothers were all there to help him fight the cocaine addiction.  Sawyer also fell in love with Bo's fiancée.  Jennifer and baby Bo were Sawyer's salvation.

Finally, all is quiet in the McCray family for now.  Westin was glad he was ready to explore some different options for himself.  He wasn't sure how to bring the subject up with his family.  The family-owned a large dairy farm, and Bronner had a ranch with long-horned steers and horses.  All the brothers helped out in both places.  Plus, at one point, they had been working for the Bad Boys Escort Service that their Uncle Jack owned.

Grant, Westin, and Harley were the only three brothers still escorting.  Westin had been expanding his escorting skills to offering erotic massages, which has been a big hit for him.  He had been having a lot of repeat customers.  Westin also was an artist during a lot of live portraits, nude especially.

Westin wanted to leave the dairy farm where he lived with his brother Grant.  His heart had never been in farming.  He was there because it had been their parent's farm and house.  Westin knew Grant could not handle the farm this big without help, so that was why he was still here, not doing what his heart told him to do.

Westin finished cleaning the last stall in the barn.  He tossed hay down on the floor and sighed.  He had to go into town to Bad Boys Escort service to get his appointments scheduled.  The clients were requested for his unique talents in erotic massages.  His exceptional talent has been a success with clients using his unique blend of oils on their exquisite bodies.  Westin took great pleasure in giving the erotic massages.  He started to get a lot of return clients.

Westin knew he had two clients tonight for massages, both for two-hour appointments.  He needed to go to the Bad Boys building to get the name of the clients and where to meet them.  Westin hung the pitchfork in the wall.  He brushed the hay off his clothes and then stomped his feet.  He looked around for Grant but didn't see him.

Westin walked out of the barn and headed for the house.  He took off his barn boots, setting them by the front door.  Westin walked upstairs to his room to shower and change out of his dirty clothes.  He unbraided his hair that hung to his waist.  Westin undressed and then headed into the bathroom.  He turned on the water in the shower and waited a few seconds before stepping inside.

Westin washed the barn smell off his body and hair.  After lathering up a couple of times and rinsing, he turned the water off, climbing out of the shower.  He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his hips then walked over to the vanity.

Westin looked in the mirror, deciding he needed to shave, grabbing his shaving stuff.  Westin shaved his face except for his goatee and mustache.  His brothers were always teasing him about his long hair and goatee.  They always said he looked Indian.  He didn't care.

Most of the women he went out with loved his dangerous looks and long black hair, especially his green McCray eyes under black eyebrows.  His skin was permanently bronzed colored from working on the farm.  Most women thought he was Italian with his black hair and bronzed skin, but he wasn't.  All the McCray brothers were dark-haired with green eyes and tall with a muscular build.

Westin finished shaving; he dried his hair a little bit before putting it back into a ponytail, then walked into the bed to get dressed.  He slid on a pair of black dress pants with a buttoned-down white shirt.  Westin slipped on a pair of black boots on his feet.  He walked over to the dresser, grabbed a bottle of cologne lightly splashed some on.  Westin grabbed his box of scented massage oils made from his unique blends.

Westin headed downstairs with his box under his arm.  He walked outside, putting the box in his car.  Walking back to the house, Westin entered the laundry room, grabbing his massage table.  He carried it out to the car putting it in the back seat.  He spotted Grant before leaving.

I am leaving.  I have a couple of clients tonight, Westin yelled to Grant.  Grant nodded his head and then waved.

Westin climbed into his car and pulled out of the driveway.  He headed into town to the office.  Twenty minutes later, Westin pulled into the parking lot, climbed out of the car, and headed inside the building.  Carrie was sitting at her desk when he entered.  She looked up and smiled, seeing Westin walking towards her.

Hello, beautiful, Westin said, smiling.

Hello, Westin.  Did you come for your appointment schedule? Carrie asked.

Yes, you mentioned I have two appointments today, Westin stated.

Yes, you do.  The first one is Sherry Adams, age 30, with blonde hair, and blue eyes, about 5'4.  You are to go to her house on Riverdale Street.  She requested your massage talents.  You are to meet at her house at 4:00p.m. Carrie said.  Westin wrote down the address.

The second one is Amanda Williamson, age 32, brown waist length hair, brown eyes, and 5'6.  Also, for a massage but her husband Troy will be present.  He is the one that made the appointment.  You are going to the Marriott Hotel, room 320, at 8:00p.m. Carrie said.  Westin wrote the information down.

Thank you, Carrie, Westin said, smiling.

Happy massages, Carrie said, laughing.

When will you let me do an erotic massage on you? Westin said, winking at her.

If I let you touch me, Westin, you would ruin me for all men, Carrie replied.  Westin held up his hand, wiggling his fingers at her.

You are probably right, Westin said, smiling.  See you later, beautiful.

Westin walked out of the building towards his car.  The house he pulled up in front of is a lovely brown brick two-story in a nice neighborhood.  Westin climbed out of his car, walked up to the front porch, and knocked on the door.  He climbed inside, then pulled out of the parking lot heading to Riverdale Street.

A beautiful short blonde hair woman opened the door.  She was slimly built, about 5'5.  She had big light sparkling blue eyes as she smiled at him, wearing a pink silk robe.

Westin McCray, The woman said in a soft voice.  I am Sherry Adams, Sherry said, holding her hand to him.  Westin took her hand, bringing it up to his mouth, kissing the top of her hand.

I am pleased to meet you, Sherry, Westin replied.

Sherry could not help but stare openly at the gorgeous man in front of her.  Westin stood 6'0 with a slim but muscular build and with perfect V-shaped body.  He had broad shoulders, slim hips, and long legs.  His long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail hanging down his back.

Westin's face was beautiful with a strong jaw, goatee, and nice trimmed mustache over his sensual lips.  His intense green eyes were framed by long black eyelashes and black eyebrows.  Westin's skin was bronzed from the sun.  Westin was definitely tall, dark, and sexy.

Please come in, Sherry said.  She knew she was already wet between the legs staring at him.  She had thought Westin could be every woman's wet dream man as she stared at him.

Thank you, I have to go to the car and grab my table and body oils for your massage, Westin said, smiling.

Great, just bring the stuff into the living room where we have more room, Sherry stated.

Be right back, Westin said smiling, turning around and walking off the porch to his car.

Sherry watched him walk back to his car, biting her bottom lip.  She smiled, thinking the damn man even had a sexy sway to his hips as he walked.  Westin was one of those men who made women think of sex when looking at him.  Sherry licked her lips, feeling the moisture pool between her legs, and nibbles grew to a peak rubbing against her silk robe.  She couldn't wait to feel Westin's hands all over her naked body.

Westin walked back towards her with the massage table in his hand.  He set it on the porch and then returned to the car for the box of body oils.  He walked back and grabbed the table.  Sherry held the door open for him.  Westin walked into the house with the table and box of oils.

The inside of the house was elegant from what he could see.  The living room had white painted walls with a sofa and chairs in bright red leather.  The coffee and end tables were black marble on a gray plank hardwood floor.

Where would you like me to set the table up? Westin asked.

Sherry looked around and decided she wanted him to set the table in front of the large picture window on the right side of the living room.  Sherry opened the sheer curtains and giggled.  The sun shined through the window.  Westin thought it was an odd spot to do a massage, but maybe she wanted the sunlight on her body as he did the massage.

Westin set up the massage table and laid a white sheet over the padding.  He put the oil box next to the table and opened it.  He turned to Sherry and smiled.

Sherry, before we get started with the massage.  I need to know what you are uncomfortable with.  I can do an erotic massage involving my hands and body, or a sensual massage that just involves my hands, Westin stated.

I read the different types you do, and I am interested in the erotic massage with no restrictions, please, Sherry said, smiling.

All right then, we can get started if you are ready, Westin said, unbuttoning his shirt.

Sherry watched him openly, staring as he took off his shirt.  His chest was bronzed colored with a nice firm chest with his nipples pierced.  Westin had a cross tattoo with rings at the bottom of the cross on his right peck.

Westin turned and folded his shirt neatly and put it on the back of the chair.  He also had a beautiful eagle spread across his shoulder blades.  His back muscles moved and rippled with movements making the eagle look like it was moving its wings.

Your eagle tattoo on your back looks like it flying when you move.  It is fascinating and so detailed, Sherry said.

The tattoo artist did a great job, Westin said, setting up some oils for her.

Sherry's nipples grew taut, watching him set up the table.  She couldn't wait to feel his long, firm hands on her body.  Westin turned back to her, and Sherry untied her robe, letting it fall behind her.  She stood naked in front of him.  Westin smiled and patted the table.

Westin smiled, knowing this woman was definitely not shy.  Her body was slim, sleek, toned with hips that fared out from her tone flat stomach.  Her skin was sun-kissed with no tan lines visible.  Her breasts were medium-sized and perky, and she had a bare pussy.  Westin liked what he saw.  Sherry was beautiful and sexy.  Westin liked that she was not shy about her body and seemed to know what she wanted.

Sherry strutted to the table, swinging her hips and smiling.  She climbed up on the table slowly and sensually.  Westin's groin tightened, watching Sherry wiggle her ass in the air at him.  Sherry slowly

stretched her body out like a cat lying on her stomach.  She laid her head to the side to watch Westin.

Have you ever had a massage, Sherry? Westin asked.

I have had regular massages but ever an erotic one.  My friend Jamie was telling me about them.  She is the one that referred me to you on the website of the Bad Boys.  Jamie said she has got a couple of massages from you, Sherry stated.

Jamie, a very petite woman with brown shoulder-length hair.  I believe she works at Temper Glass company, Westin stated.

Yes, that is the same, Jamie.  She is the one that told me to get the erotic massage because I will not be disappointed in any way with you, Sherry said, smiling.

Jamie is a great woman.  I enjoy our time together, Westin remarked.

Do you remember all the women you have been with? Sherry asked curiously.

Yes, most of them.  I try to make a point of remembering things about them that way; it is more personable, Westin replied.

So, I am letting you touch me.  Does that go both ways?  Can I touch you also? Sherry asked, smiling.

Of course, I am here for you.  You paid for two hours of my time so use it how you would like, Westin stated.

This is so going to be more than I thought.  Jamie wouldn't tell me everything, just I needed to get one done.  I am so excited about this, Sherry said.

I hope I live up to your expectations, Westin said.

You already have just with the looks and body.  Westin, you are one fucking sexy man.  You are a woman's wet dream, Sherry stated, licking her lips.  Westin laughed.

Um...thank you.  You are also a gorgeously sexy woman, Westin replied.  Are you ready to get started?

Oh god, more than ready.  Please start touching me before I combust into flames, Sherry said eagerly.  Westin laughed.

I don't think I have ever had a client this eager.  I am touched and eager also, Westin said.

Westin bent down to get some oils, giving her a great view of his nice tight ass in his black pants.  He walked over to her and stood on the side of the table.  His groin was in front of her face.  Sherry licked her lips and reached out to stroke the bulge visible in the front of his pants rubbed her hand over his hard erection feeling the size of him pushing against the front of his pants.

You are a big guy.  I like that, Sherry whispered, removing her hand.

Glad you approve of my package, Westin said, laughing.

Oh yes, I definitely like big cocks, Sherry whispered.  Westin chuckled at her comment.

Sherry put her arms under her head.  Westin dribbled oil all over her back.  She wiggled at the sensation of the oil on her back.  Westin oiled up his hands and then spread the oil on her back.  Sherry can feel the oil warm up on her back.

Oh, that feels nice, Sherry moaned.

The oil will heat up your skin and make your muscle relax more, Westin said softly.

Westin started at her neck.  He worked her neck with firm slippery fingers moving the muscles.  His fingers rub and stretch the muscles in her neck, then move down to the tops of her shoulders.  Westin's hands slide effortlessly over her oil shoulders.  He kneads the muscles pushing out the knots and tension.  Sherry moaned at the feel of his hands sliding on her skin.  The oil heated up even more when his hands touched her skin.

Westin's hands slip down her back, massaging and caressing her skin.  His hands slipped up and down her back, gently and firmly.  Sherry's skin tingled under his touch.  His hands never missed a spot on her back.

You are definitely talented with your hands, Sherry moaned.

I have been doing erotic massages for a while.  There is nothing better than feeling every inch of a woman's body.  It is sensual and a great form of foreplay, Westin stated.

Oh, you got that right.  I am fucking turned on already, Sherry stated.

I am glad you are enjoying it, Westin whispered.

Westin's hand slid up her sides, brushing the side of her breasts.  Sherry shivered, growing wetter between her legs.  He worked on her back for a while, massaging and caressing.  He grabbed more oil, adding to her back.  She felt the oil pool on her lower back above her ass.

Westin slid his hand down, then over her ass spreading the oil.  He molded and caressed her ass cheeks.  His hands slid effortlessly over her firm, round ass massaging and caressing.  Westin slid his fingers between the cheeks of her ass, causing Sherry to wiggle at the feel.  It was so erotic.

Oh, that feels wonderful and naughty.  I have never had anyone play with my ass before, Sherry moaned in delight.

Ass play can be very erotic, but it is not for everybody.  Some women are uncomfortable being touched in a forbidden area, Westin whispered.

I think I might like it.  I am getting turned on more with you touching me there, Sherry moaned.  Westin chuckled.

Would you like me to continue? Westin asked.

Oh god, yes, Sherry moaned.

Great then, I must be doing my job correctly, Westin whispered.

Yes, no complaints, Sherry breathlessly.  Westin chuckled.

Westin's fingers slide up and down between her ass cheeks.  His fingers slowly circled the hole and slightly pushed against it.  Sherry moaned at the sensations it caused in her pussy.  The tingling grew more intense when he pushed on the hole.  She wiggled her ass, pushing against his finger until it slipped inside a little bit.

Sherry felt the tingling sensation more intensely.  Westin moved his fingers down her ass cheek until his fingers almost touched her bare pussy.  Sherry wiggled again for him to get closer to her aching need.  His finger just brushed lightly against it before moving to her thighs.

Oh, you tease, Sherry moaned.  Westin chuckled at the comment.

You are supposed to be relaxing, Westin whispered.

You got me all wound up, Sherry stated.

Honey, we are not even close to being done yet.  I just started, Westin whispered.

Oh god, I am so going to have an orgasm, Sherry moaned.

Hopefully, you will have a few orgasms before I am done, or I am doing my job correctly, Westin stated.

Oh, you are definitely doing it correctly.  Now I will not be embarrassed if I have an orgasm from you touching me, Sherry moaned.

Touching is great foreplay, Westin whispered.

You are correct about that, Sherry moaned.

Westin slipped his fingers up, touching the outer edge of her pussy as he massaged the bottom of her ass cheeks.  He felt Sherry tremble under his touch, then felt the moisture of her orgasm coat the sides of his fingers as he brushed the sides of her pussy.  Sherry moaned, and Westin smiled, knowing he had given her her first orgasm.  The second and third would be stronger.

Westin moved his hands down her thighs and poured more oil on each leg.  He slid his hands down her right leg to her ankles, then back up.  Westin massaged and caressed her leg firmly, rubbing the muscles.  He worked his way down to her foot.  He picked up her foot, putting oil on it.  He slid, caressed, and massaged her foot.  Westin slid his fingers between her toes, making her squirm and laugh.

Shit, my feet are ticklish, Sherry said, giggling, jerking them out of his hand.

Okay, I will leave your feet alone, Westin said, laughing.

No,  I like the toe thing, Sherry said, giggling.

Okay, but please don't kick me, Westin replied, running his fingers through her toes again.

I promise I will not kick you, Sherry said.

Westin slid his hands back up and over her ass to the left leg, massaged and caressed her leg.  Westin worked the muscles in her leg, moving down to her foot.  He stroked and caressed her foot, then slid his fingers between her toes.  He heard Sherry giggle as his fingers slid between her toes.

I never thought toe playing could be erotic, Sherry said.

Have you ever had anyone suck your toes? Westin asked.

No, Sherry said.

There is a first for everything, Westin replied.  Westin bent his head and opened his mouth, putting her big toe in his wet warm mouth.

Holy shit!  That feels so erotic and wonderful, Sherry squealed.

Westin continued to suck and lick every one of her toes.  After he was done with her toes, he moved his hands back up her body to her thighs.  Sherry's whole body was tingling with desire again.  Westin slid his fingers between her ass cheeks again.  His fingers traveled up and down her ass crack and finally slipped between her wet folds where her desire was building.

Sherry moaned and lifted her hips so Westin could touch her pussy more.  He slid his fingers through her wet folds from front to back a few times slowly.  His thumb rubbed against her sensitive clit, then backsliding between her folds.  Westin repeated the movement a few more times while she moved against him.  Her moisture coated his fingers, making them slick.

Oh god, that feels good, Sherry moaned.  Oh yeah. Sherry trembled as another small orgasm traveled through her.

I like how responsive you are, Westin whispered.

I have never had multiple orgasms just from touching, Sherry groaned.

Great, that means I doing it correctly, Westin stated.

Where on earth did you learn who to do this, Sherry asked.  Westin chuckled.

Believe it or not, I learned how to do erotic massages from a 70-year-old sex therapist a friend of mine knew.  I went to see her, and I explained the profession I was in and wanted to extend it.  It is actually an exercise she has couples doing when their marriage becomes stagnant to bring the sex back alive.  Touching each other is really intimate.  Getting to know each other's body and what touch you like without having sex. Westin said.

That is interesting, Sherry stated.

Westin slid his hands back up to her lower back.  His hands moved up her back to the shoulders.  Westin bent down, nuzzled her ear, and slid his tongue up and down the side of her neck.  He closed his mouth around her earlobe, sucking it between his teeth, gently biting.

Sweetheart, time to turn over on your back, so I work the front of you, Westin whispered.  Helped her turn over.  Her body was so relaxed from his hands that she felt like a wet noodle.  Sherry lay on her back, looking at him with heavy-lidded eyes, and smiled.

Damn, that was heavenly, She whispered.  Westin smiled at her and dripped oil on her breasts and stomach.  Sherry wiggled from the feel of the oil.

Um...I like the feel of the oil sliding on my skin, Sherry whispered.

I like the feel of my hands sliding on your smooth, silky skin, Westin said softly.

At least this time, I can watch you.  You are so sexy and handsome, Sherry said, smiling.  Westin chuckled and put more oil on his hands.

He started at her neck, caressing his hands on the sides with his thumbs running over her throat.  Westin's hands slid down to the tops of her shoulders, massaging and caressing working the muscles.  He slowly moved them to the tops of her breasts, sliding them down to cup and mold them.  Westin rubs them, running his thumbs over her peaked nipples until they harden.

Sherry, you have beautiful breasts, nice and firm.  Your nipples are pretty and rosy.  do you like your nipples played with? Westin asked, looking over at her.  Sherry swallowed hard.

Yes, she moaned, arching her back and pushing her breasts into his hands.

Westin massaged and caressed her breasts for a few more minutes before sliding his hands down her stomach.  He massaged and caressed her firm, toned stomach sliding his oily hands down to her hips, caressing.  He grabbed some more oil pouring it on her pelvis.  Sherry wiggled and then shivered, feeling the oil dribble down her pussy.

Westin began massaging her thighs, sliding his fingers up and down to the inner part of her thigh, just touching the outside of her pussy.  The side of his hand brushed against her wet folds.  Sherry moved her legs wider to give better access to her aching need as he touched the outside of his hand against her wet folds, urgently driving her arousal.

Westin moved his hands down her right leg, working the muscle.  Sherry groaned from the loss of his hand by her pussy.  His hands traveled down her leg to her ankles, then back up.  He did the same to the left leg working the muscles.

Westin slid his hands up to her inner thigh.  His fingers slipped between her folds again, making her hips jerk.  He slid his fingers up and down the entire length of folds.  Westin looked down at Sherry with a smile, then captured her mouth with his.  He slid his tongue across her bottom lip.  Sherry opened her mouth as Westin slipped his wet warm tongue inside, tangling and dancing with her tongue.  She moaned inside his mouth as he slipped his finger inside her slick opening.

Westin moved his finger in and out of her spreading her cream, and then slipped a second finger inside her.  His tongue moved in and out of her mouth, mimicking his fingers inside pussy.  Sherry's body was vibrating as his fingers strummed inside her.  Her walls clenched his fingers tightly, pulling them deeper inside.

Sherry felt her need get more urgent as the sharp tingles rip through her.  She pulled her mouth from his panting.  She moved her hips faster against his fingers.  His thumb rubbed against her clit, sending her over the edge into an orgasm.

Oh god, I am going to come, Sherry moaned, tossing her head side to side.

Come all over fingers, darling.  I want to feel you get slick with your need, Westin said against her lips.

Oh yes, yes! Sherry moaned as she went over the edge into a climax.  He felt her cream flow over his fingers, making them slicker.  His fingers moved faster, slipping in and out as she trembled against him.  He slowed his fingers down as her hips slowed down.

Sweetheart, my fingers are slick with your love, Westin whispered.

I want to suck your cock, Sherry panted out.

Westin pulled his fingers out of her bringing them to his mouth.  He stared at her while he licked his fingers clean of her essence.  After he licked his fingers, Westin bent down, kissing her mouth passionately.  She could taste herself on his tongue as his tongue tangled and mated with hers in an erotic dance.  Sherry reached over, rubbing his hard erection through his pants.  Westin let loose of her mouth.

Move your head over the edge of at the end, Westin said.  Sherry moved to the end of the table, so her head dangled over the edge.

Westin moved to the end of the table where she was dangling.  He moved in front of her, unzipped his pants, then pushed them down to his knees.  He pulled his boxers down next.  Westin's cock sprung out.  Sherry reached out, wrapping her hand around the shaft.  She gently but firmly began to stroke him.

Westin moved closer to her.  Sherry's tongue came out and licked the head of his cock over and over, making it slick.  Sherry opened her mouth widely, sucking the head of his cock into her mouth.  Westin felt her tongue rolling and stroking him, then her teeth scraped him.

Easy baby, no teeth, suck me gently, Westin whispered.  Oh, that right there is nice and easy.

Sherry's other hand cupped his balls, firmly giving them a gentle squeeze.  Westin slowly pumped his hips back and forth fucking her mouth.  His cock moved in and out slowly from her mouth.  Sherry let loose of his balls, moving to his ass.

That feels wonderful, Sherry, Westin whispered, tangling his hands in her hair.

Sherry pulled him closer to her.  His cock slipped further down her throat.  Her mouth held him firmly, and she moaned.  The vibrations of the moan put him on edge.  Westin moved his hips fast in and out of her mouth.

That's it, baby, suck me hard.  I am going to come inside that lovely mouth of yours in a minute if you don't pull off me, Westin growled, giving her warning.

Sherry felt his cock swell larger inside her mouth and jerk.  Sherry moved her mouth up and down faster.  Westin growled out as his orgasm hit.  His hips moved forward and back forth as he exploded inside her mouth.  Sherry swallowed as he emptied himself inside her mouth.  Westin slowed his hips as Sherry let loose of his cock.  She licked him clean, licked her lips, looking up at him with a smile.

You are delicious, baby.  You have wonderful hands.  My whole body is still tingling from head to toe.  I didn't know toes and assholes could be so fucking erotic, Sherry laughed.  My body feels like a wet noodle.

I am glad you like the massage.  The happy-ever-after ending was fantastic, by the way.  You have a very talented mouth, Westin said, bent down, kissing her, tasting himself on her tongue.  She ravaged his mouth in an open-mouthed kiss.  He finally pulled his mouth from hers.

I think I will need another massage next week, same time and same day.  If you are available, Sherry said, smiling.  Westin laughed.

After I leave, call and make the appointment immediately, so it doesn't get booked.  If you would like, you can make a month's worth.

I will do that right way.  Thank you, Westin.  Would you like a glass of wine before you leave? Sherry asked, climbing off the table and slipping her robe back on.

Thank you, but I have another appointment in an hour, Westin replied.

My loss, Sherry said softly.

Westin put the dirty towels in a bag and then sanitized the table.  He folded the table up and carried it out to his car.  Westin noticed a woman next door looking out her window, smiling.  He shook his head in confusion.  Westin walked back into the house to grab the oil box and noticed the woman at her window.  She waved and disappeared.  The woman next door must have watched him give Sherry a massage because they had right in front of the window.  Westin chuckled.

I must have given the woman next door a show.  I hope she enjoyed it, Westin said, smiling, grabbing his oil box.

Cindy will be right over after you walk out the door.  She will have a hundred and one questions.  I told her to come over and watch, but she thought that would be weird, so that is why I had you do the massage in front of the window, Sherry said, snickering.

Sometimes more merrier can be fun, Westin said, smiling.  Sherry, I had a remarkable time, thank you.  Westin walked over to Sherry, giving her a kiss.  He ran his tongue over her bottom lip and pulled away.  Later, sweetheart.

Westin walked out the front door to his car.  It was 6:00p.m. His next appointment was 8:00p.m.  He decided to get food and head to his private room at Bad Boys.  Before his other appointment, he could eat, shower, and change his clothes.  Westin stopped at a small deli, grabbed a large Chicken salad, and headed to the Bad Boys building.  He pulled into the Bad Boys parking lot.  He climbed out of his car and headed to his private room.

Westin unlocked the door and stepped inside the room.  He sat down and ate his salad.  Westin was finally able to relax now that everything seemed to calm down for the McCray family.  The last year had been very stressful, starting with losing Bo in a car accident a week before he was supposed to get married and his fiancée also pregnant.  Then Sawyer was getting strung out on cocaine and alcohol from the grief of losing his best friend and brother.

It was a dark time for them all to find out that Sawyer was a drug addict and alcoholic.  Westin had taken the brunt of Sawyer's mood changes from cocaine.  Sawyer had beaten the shit out of Westin a couple of times, landing him in the emergency room with broken ribs, nose, and split lip that had needed stitches.

Westin was glad it was over.  Now Sawyer was getting married in a couple of weeks to Bo's fiancée and mother of his only child, Jennifer.  Some people thought it was weird that Sawyer was marrying Jennifer, but the McCrays did not.  Sawyer was going to raise Bo's only child as his own.  Jennifer and Baby Bo were Sawyer's rock for coming back and cleaning himself up.

Westin climbed into the shower to clean up quickly.  After scrubbing up, he turned the water off and stepped out of the shower.  Wrapping a towel around his hips, Westin walked back into the bedroom, dried off, then put on clean black dress pants.  He grabbed a royal blue button-up shirt and buttoned it halfway up, rolling the sleeves up his forearms.  Westin sat on the bed and pulled on his boots.  He glanced at the clock.  It was now 7:30p.m.

Chapter 2

Westin grabbed his keys and walked out the door.  He climbed into his car and headed to the Marriott Hotel for his next appointment.  Westin pulled into the parking lot fifteen minutes later, climbed out of the car, and headed into the hotel lobby walking up to the desk.

Hello, can you tell me where room 320 is?  I am meeting someone there? Westin asked.

If you go down the hallway over there, follow the numbers on the wall.  They will take you to the room you need, the woman stated.

Thank you, Westin replied, walking away from the desk. 

He headed down the hallway and followed the numbers.  Westin felt a little nervous about this appointment since the husband would be present.  Sometimes the husbands can be unpredictable.  They think they can handle another man touching their wife until jealousy rears its ugly head, and it is not so fun anymore for them.

Westin found the room he needed and knocked on the door.  The door opened, and the man standing before him was huge.  He had enormous broad shoulders and stood 6'3 in height, and looked like a bodybuilder with large muscular legs and arms.  His brown hair was cut into a military shortcut.  He had blue eyes and a square jaw.  The man literary looked at Westin from head to toe, then smiled.

Are you Westin? The man asked in a deep voice.

Yes, I am, Westin said, holding his hand.  The man grasps him with a firm handshake.

Troy Williamson, you are here for my wife, Amanda, Troy stated as he stepped to the side of the door, letting Westin inside the room.  The room had to be the honeymoon sweep.  It was large with a living room, small kitchen, and bedroom.

Amanda, honey, Westin is here for your massage, Troy yelled.

I will be right out, Amanda yelled back.

While she is getting ready, I need to go back out to my and grab my table and oils, Westin stated.

Do you need any help? Troy asked.

Only if you want, that would be helpful, Westin stated.

Amanda, I am going to help Westin bring in his stuff, Troy yelled.

Okay, babe, Amanda yelled back.

Troy followed Westin out to his car to get his stuff.  Westin pulled out the table, bag of towels, and then his box of oils. 

Is there any more? Troy asked, grabbing the table.

No, that is it, Westin stated as they started walking back to the hotel.  Troy used his key card to open the hotel door open.  Westin and Troy walked through the door.

Troy, tell me what you are comfortable with and what you don't want me to do to your wife.  I like to know the ground rules first, so I don't step on any toes.  I have two different massages, one is erotic, which involves very intimate touching, or two is a sensual massage, just a lot of caressing, Westin stated.

You can give my wife the erotic massage like she requested.  I will not interfere.  I want to watch, that is it, Troy stated.

So, you don't mind if I touch her intimately? Westin asked.

No, I don't have a problem with it.  Just pretend I am not here, Troy stated, smiling.

That's not going to happen.  You are a pretty big guy to miss not seeing.  I value my face and body, so I would rather see it not bruised and bloody, Westin retorted with a smile.

Please have no worries.  My wife and I have had other people with us sexually.  So you don't have to worry about jealousy on my part, Troy stated.

Does that mean you will be joining in at some point? Westin asked curiously since Troy was very attractive and built like a house.

I might but not right away.  I want to watch your hands move all over my wife's body, Troy said, winking at Westin.  Westin nodded his head, smiling.

A beautiful woman came out of the bedroom in a royal blue silk robe that just hung below her ass cheeks showing off her tanned sexy legs.  Her long straight, brown hair hung down to her waist.  Her eyes were almond color with long dark eyelashes.  Her breasts were large and perfectly round on a small slim body.  She was gorgeous and petite, with a  bright white smile showing her dimples.

Amanda, this is Westin, Troy said, smiling at his wife.

Amanda walked over to her husband and wrapped her arms around his waist.  Amanda almost looked like a child standing next to Troy, with her being so petite and him so big.  She raised up on her tippy toes to kiss him on the chin.  Troy bent his head, taking her lips in a passionate kiss.  They pulled apart and smiled at Westin.

Excuse me for being so bold, but Westin, you are one handsome and sexy man, Amanda said, staring openly at Westin.

You are very beautiful, Amanda, Westin replied.  Troy's eyes sparkled with approval.

Can you do me a favor? Troy asked, staring at  Westin.  Westin nodded his head.

Take your hair out of the ponytail.  It is beautiful, and I want to see it lose, Troy said huskily.

Westin reached up, pulling the ponytail band out of his hair.  His hair moved like a black curtain around his back.  In the ponytail, it looked like a black horse's