The House Mister meets a shy little mouse..


I can’t believe I am going to do this. I’ve heard the stories from the girls at work about this place and how hot the men are. I haven’t had sex in going on 6 yrs, I just can’t seem to find the right man to let loose with. I have noticed how cranky I’ve been though, I need a mindblowing orgasm or two.
The building across from me looks like a mansion. Can the sex business really be that booming? I’ve seen lots of women coming and going since I pulled in 10 minutes ago. I know inside this building I will get what I have come for without the awkward second date. I take a deep breath and get out of the car.
The women I do see are so confident looking and so sure of themselves. Why are women like that looking for sex here? I bet they could get a date anywhere.
Opening the door I slowly walk in. I don’t see any women anywhere, but I do see a lot of men milling around the main area. They are talking amongst themselves, laughing and carrying on. A few of them finally see me standing in the doorway; a matter of seconds pass by before they are all staring at me. I don’t know how this works. I don’t know what to do. I smack my internal panic button and turn to run for the door only to collide into someone.
“Ohh I’m so sorry, are you alright?” I suddenly realize that I am staring at a muscular tanned chest. Looking up I see the beautiful man it belongs to. He smiles down at me and I gulp.
“Please tell me that you weren’t going to leave without getting what you came for?” Taking deep breaths I give my head a shake to clear it.
“I’m not use to this kind of thing, I’ve never done this before… They were all just staring at me, I panicked.” This mystery man rubs my arm and pulls me in close to him. I wrap my arms around his midsection without thinking. I’m surprisingly comfortable around him. He speaks over my head to the men behind me.
“Gentleman, this woman was going to leave because she felt uncomfortable and panicked. This is unacceptable, please remember that not everyone who comes through our doors is a regular. Some need help with how the process starts.” I hear a lot of, “Sorry Mister” “Won’t happen again” “Sorry” from the group of men behind me. The man holding me releases his hold. I look up at him and he is smiling down at me, he could easily be the friendly neighbor next door. His eyes are a deep brown, short brown hair. A smile so sweet and sincere, it melts me instantly. He is maybe early 30’s, and a good looking early 30’s.
“I would love to be of service my dear. Unless I am not what you are looking for to which I will show you the floor.” I hear a gasp behind me so I give him a look of confusion. He doesn’t skip a beat,
“I am the house Mister, which means I am in charge and am usually not on the floor anymore. I do however extend my services to those who catch my eye. My name is Marrik, what is yours?” I can’t help but blush, he is giving me such undivided attention.
“I’m Holly, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Marrik extends his arm for me to take,
“The pleasure will be all yours Holly, shall we go somewhere more private?” I take his arm and let him lead me to where he wants to go. Marrick takes me off to the left of the front room to a sitting room. I really hope this isn’t his idea of somewhere private but then I see the small hidden stairwell in the corner.
“This is the only way to my room, it’s more private and separate from the goings on of the house. Tell me what you are looking for Holly so I can get a better idea of what I can do to give you everything.” Marrick lets me go up the small stairwell first which turns to the left and opens into a magnificent room. The bed is huge, a four poster bed with thick solid posts and a rich blue comforter. It’s very masculine and has a good smell to the air. I take a deep breath, not knowing where to start. I flinch when Marrik helps me out of my coat from behind.
“It’s ok Holly, I won’t bite, not unless you want me too.” I let out a nervous giggle.
“I honestly don’t know what I want. I haven’t had sex in almost 6 years. I want to be touched, to feel important to someone even if it’s just for a little bit. I want a mind-blowing orgasm that makes my toes curl. I…. I’m rambling, I’m sorry.” Marrik laughs lightly,
“I am enjoying it, and you. You are a breath of fresh air around here. A lot of what comes through our doors are man eaters. You want the man to eat you. Holly when you came here today you had a time limit in mind, was it going to be 1 hour or 2 hours?” His words make me blush, he is being so nice, of course that is kind of what he has to do but I refuse to think about that right now. I won’t let my critical mind ruin my fantasy moment.
“2 hours.” He smiles and it warms me down to my toes,
“Excellent, a man can’t pleasure a woman properly in 1 hour. I won’t discuss price with you because this is on the house. You were treated poorly by my staff and I can’t have that in my house.” I’m speechless by his offer.
“Thank you…” With that out of the way I am at a loss at what I should do next. I feel out of my league again and am about to hit my internal panic button when Marrik starts to unbutton my blouse slowly.
“First things first, you need to shower and wash yourself completely. Your time starts after the shower, it’s procedure here.” I nod silently when Marrik pushes my blouse off my shoulders, letting it hit the floor.
“It’s not procedure to let me watch, but I’m going to anyway. Is that ok with you?” I swallow,
“Yes.” Marrik takes his time removing my clothes. When the only thing I have on is my underwear Marrik presses his face against me and inhales. I gasp as the sensation floods my senses.
“Damn you smell good, I bet you taste even better.” Marrik loops his fingers inside the hem of my underwear and pulls them down around my ankles, helping me step out. I am completely naked in front of a stranger and he still has everything on that he started in. Marrik comes to his full height in front of me and looks me up and down. He lick his lips,
“So beautiful.” I blush, looking away with a frown. I wish he would stop giving me false compliments. My personal space is invaded and Marrik quickly has me against the wall.
“I have never had a woman frown before, I don’t think my ego can handle it. What’s wrong, tell me what I did so I can fix it?” I’m staring at his chest again and am forced to look up at him. He seems genuinely perplexed, and it’s kind of adorable.
“You don’t have to give me false compliments. I’m not use to hearing them, but I know I am not beautiful. I’d rather you not fill my head with nonsense.” I see a flash of anger before he moves his face back to neutral.
“Holly, this may be something I do for a living but when I tell you you’re beautiful I mean it. I choose who I pleasure, I would not be here in this room with you tonight if I didn’t want to be. I’ve been doing this job for over 15 years, I’ve been used, abused, paid and played. It’s not often that I get to be the predator.”Marrik pushes his thigh between mine and moves it against my core making my breath catch,
“I have my work cut out for me tonight…” I moan when his thigh grazes my clit directly.
“Go to the shower, I am tempted to throw rule number one out of the window.” Marrik releases me and I sag against the wall. I stand up and walk to the bathroom on wobbly legs with Marrik following behind me. The shower stall is a walk in… There is no curtain or door to protect me from his gaze, not that it matters, he wants to watch me shower. Why me of all people, am I the one to catch his eye. He is absolutely gorgeous! I am not ugly mind you but I have full hips and a little rounded tummy. My breasts are quite large but they fit my frame. My hair is long, a wavy brown with hazel eyes. If I’m so beautiful then why am I single and alone? Maybe because I am either at work or at home hiding in my apartment.
I turn on the water and wait for it to warm up. Stepping into the spray, the water is strangely erotic. It must be because I know I’m being watched.
“Turn towards me.” Turning my back to the tile I keep my front facing Marrik, who is leaning against the door jam watching me intently. I see body soap on a shelf in the shower. I grab it and step out of the water to rub it all over my body. I make sure I get every part of my body. Moving back to the water I rub my body giving my nipples a tug before moving my hand between my legs. Marrik’s eyes never leave my body. His facial expression never changes either. Maybe I’m doing this wrong? I give up on trying to be sexy and start to wash my hair, getting it to a full lather I move to wash it out when my hands are grabbed and held behind my head. I am trapped and can’t open my eyes either because of the soap.
“I haven’t wanted to fuck someone as much as I want to fuck you in a very long time.” I gasp, he’s completely naked and pressed up against me. His cock is rock hard pressed against my stomach.
“You said you haven’t been fucked in 6 years, is that right?” My cheeks heat at his vulgar sexy words.
“Yes.” Marrik nuzzles my neck before moving down to my chest where he sucks my nipple into his mouth.
“Ooooh!” Marrik releases my nipple and blows cool air across it.
“I’ll be able to tell once I get deep inside of you if you’re lying.” Marrik bites my nipple and my whole body shutters.
“I’m not… I… I…” Marrik turns me so that my back is in the water. He lets go of my hands and starts to wash the soap from my hair. He has me bent backwards which pushes my breasts upward. Marrik gives my breasts his undivided attention while his fingers remove the soap. It’s like he is everywhere at once, talk about sensory overload! Before I know what’s going on Marrik turns off the water and stands me up. I open my eyes to look at him in time to see him wink down at me.
“I don’t have to be deep inside of you to know it’s been to long, I’ve barely touched you and your eyes have already glassed over, absolutely gorgeous… Come on let’s dry you off so the real fun can begin.”