[MF] Business Trip to Mexico City – Got Approached by an Escort in the Hotel Bar.

Moral crusaders and overly sensitive [spice boys](https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=spice%20boy) of Reddit: This story is probably not for you. I welcome all constructive comments and those about the story. I’d rather avoid getting into people’s opinions of what’s right and what’s wrong. There is dialogue throughout that was in Spanish in real life but for ease of reading, I’ve wrote in English.

On a Friday morning in October last year I rolled into my West London office as usual around 08:30. Without naming them, I work for a big media company. There had been some emails flying about during the night. One was to all staff looking for someone in my field that preferably had knowledge of Spanish. I ignored it. It was from some middle manager in a different department. My knowledge of Spanish was more ‘vacation Spanish’ anyway and the email was from ages ago. Probably sorted by now.

Just as the office was filling up with the dayshift another email came out. It was from one of the ‘big bosses’ Lucy Mayfield who had addressed her email specifically to the heads of each department and copied in certain staff groups.

URGENT MEMO – Staff Support Required.

TO ALL OPS MANAGERS,

Due to unforeseen circumstances we are looking for volunteers to support our colleagues in Mexico City for this weekends Formula 1 event. We have had an extraordinary level of staff sickness as detailed below. If you cannot provide any volunteers, then I require a list of staff within your department who would be obliged to travel as per the terms of their employment. I expect a response by 10:30 this morning.

Lucy didn’t mince her words. It was my weekend off and my contract doesn’t force me to work outside the UK but Mexico City perked my interest. I was just going to ask my line manager for more info but before I got up he came bursting through the door. I was usually his go to when he needed help and he knew we’d both look good for helping out.

“You seen that email? You speak Spanish do you not? You up for it?” he quizzed me.

“I speak enough Spanish to get directions. Nothing more.” I played it down. “What’s the arrangements?”

As soon as he knew I would go he went straight for my office phone and dialled the internal extension for Lucy. “Lucy, its Ron from ops, I’ve got one of our best men here and he even speaks a bit of Spanish if that helps.”

Next thing I’m in Lucy’s office getting my itinerary. She told me she was just waiting on the courier dropping off Peso’s which she’d have delivered to my desk, then I should follow the itinerary. I didn’t know what the Peso’s were for as I had a company credit card and all the travel was done through corporate accounts. I was in a bit of a rush now so thought I’d worry about that when I got to the other side of the pond. I swung by my house for some things on the way to the airport and by lunch time I was chilling in the BA lounge at Heathrow for a 3pm flight. I felt like I had won a watch. Business class flights, top end hotel and a trip to Mexico.

When I got to my hotel I opened the envelope with the Pesos to see if it had any info as to what it was for. There was no other instruction. There was 25,000 pesos in there. Roughly £1000. I thought they must have been requested by our guy in charge at the Gran Prix or something so I took them over the site the next day when I was going to work. If this guy was any more laid back, he would have been horizontal. He was talking as if I was doing him a massive favour by being there.

“All right man, thanks for coming out here and helping us out. We’re running skeleton staff today so its really appreciated.”

“Yeah no problem” I said being casual. I was genuinely buzzing to be there. I gestured to hand over the Pesos in the envelope but he looked at me like I was handing him a piece of road kill. “The company sent over £1000 in local currency” I told him.

“Oh you hold on to those fella” he told me.

“What will I do with them?” I asked, a bit confused.

“Whatever you want brother. Shove them down a strippers knickers for all I care geezer” he said laughing at his own comedy.

The rest of the Saturday was really busy while the qualifiers were taking place. I think I done the job of 4 different people that day. On Sunday I reported back and it seemed like some of the usual crew had shown up for the main race. The laid back guy handed me a radio, told me to go enjoy myself and if I was needed he would ‘page me.’ I spent the rest of the day with an all access pass wondering around and watching the race.

Back at the hotel I went down to the bar for a bite to eat. The place was buzzing and there were no tables or booths so took up refuge at the bar. Out the corner of my eye I seen a female sit on the seat next to me. Or rather I smelled her. She smelled of fruit. Or candy. Or Flowers. Or spices. A really nice perfume but not overpowering. I was trying not to look round and make it obvious but I was itching to take a look and see if what was next to me was attractive or not. She ordered a drink while I sipped on my beer, head buried in my phone.

Eventually I could not contain myself. I looked round and copped a look. I couldn’t believe what I had seen so I took another glance. FUCKKK. An easy 10 out of 10. It felt like the room temperature had just went up about 10 degrees. I immediately thought hooker. Random hot girl, alone, sits her ass down next to you. Got to be. It was like someone had went crazy on create a pro mode on Fifa and maxed out all the physical attributes. Only this was a ‘pro’ in a different context.

I started to process what I had seen. Beautiful light brown skin, shiny smooth black hair, perfectly proportioned body. Not anorexic-skinny but not carrying any extra weight either. Sensational smoky eyes that could melt the polar ice caps. She looked ages with me. Mid 20’s. She was proper glammed up with make up too. But hold on. She was dressed pretty casual in one of those all in one playsuit things. Maybe she was just another hotel guest. Could have been on vacation dressed like she was. Plus, she didn’t immediately talk to me. I naively thought a hooker would be dressed in an ultra slutty dress with a billboard advertising sex for ‘tree and fiddy.

When she realised I was checking her out she bent her wrist out to give me a feminine handshake. “Valeria” she said. She spoke basic English. After the initial pleasantries were out the way she hit out with it.

“Are you looking for a girlfriend tonight?”

Ok, that’s a polite way of putting it I thought to myself. Turned out she was an escort after all. I smiled and told her “no, no I’m not sorry.” I was a bit startled. I had never been propositioned like that before. She stayed where she was and continued to sip her drink through a straw. She began to make small talk in English but she was struggling to understand me so I tried to make a bit of casual conversation from what I knew in Spanish. “You speak Spanish??” she seemed surprised. “A little.” She asked me why I was there etc.

She propositioned me again. A bit more direct this time. Asked me if I was sure I wouldn’t like her services tonight and said it would be five thousand. I still wasn’t considering it but she had me curious to be honest.

“Five thousand what? Pesos?”

“Yes, Pesos.”

“Too much” I said. I sounded like I was negotiating but I was not. I don’t even know why I said that. I didn’t know if it was too much or not. I had never done anything like that before. I didn’t know the market rates and with the exchange rate it just confused things even more.

She really started gaming me, listing all her services; “Ok, for five thousand, I stay the night, blowjob, cum in mouth, sex, anal, light domination, I give or you give, massage, you seem stressed papi, you look like you need a massage.”

Yes, I am fucking stressed. I’m an introvert as it is without being put in a new social situation like this. Its what I wanted to say but she had began rubbing my neck and and giving me manufactured sympathy for my “stress.” It was like an electric shock. Like a switch. My frame of mind had changed. I thought about the 25k pesos that nobody gave a shit about lying in an envelope in my safe. A massage and a fuck wasn’t sounding so bad after being surrounded by glamourous guests and ‘grid girls’ at the F1 earlier that day.

“Ok, five thousand” I said just accepting her offer without any more haggling.

She stood up, gestured me to go then wrapped her arm around mine like we were a couple. Once in my room I put my personal and company phones in the safe and grabbed out 5k pesos for her. She suggested I go for a shower and relax. I didn’t know if I should come out clothed or naked. I went for the middle ground and came out with a towel around me.

When I stepped out she was completely naked. She walked over and started kissing me from the neck down. It immediately got me hard. She dropped her knees, pulled my towel to the floor and my cock sprung out. “I’m yours now papi” she said as she started sucking on my cock. Fuck this was hot. Risky and hot. Her hands grabbed my ass cheeks as she bobbed up and down. Eventually I started feeling the need to cum. I grabbed her head and hair with both hands so I could control the motion and began thrusting in and out, fucking her face. When I was nearly ready I pulled out and started wanking over her face. She opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out then took over tugging my cock. I started shooting loads of cum directed at her mouth but it came out with such intensity I got some on her face as well. She went to the toilet to spit and clean her face.

When she returned she offered me a massage now that I had ‘let the tension out’. She got some lotion from her bag as I lay on my stomach on the bed. It was super relaxing to begin with but then it started to turn hot and sexy. She was still naked and I could feel her tits and pussy rub against me. By the time I turned around I had a throbbing hard cock again and she continued to rub her tits and pussy on me. My dick was begging to fuck. I was grabbing handfuls of ass or tits and sucking her nipples. They were ultra sensitive and it made her wet. The massage and groping had got me so horny that my hips just naturally started thrusting so my cock could grind between her thighs. She reached down and grabbed it with her oily hand and began tugging furiously while she continued to grind and let me play with her body. I was thrusting into her hand as she was tugging and another load up cum went shooting into the air and managed to land on her ass, back and on the covers.

I had came twice and hadn’t even had any pussy. I was actually surprised she was still here. I thought she’d have scurried off after I nutted the first time but she was staying true to her word so far. I got up and started the shower again as I was full of lotion/oil. Valeria began to take off the messy top cover on the bed and folded it neatly away so I had a nice fresh bed to get in after my shower. Good fucking girl, I thought. She followed me in the shower and began rubbing me down helping me wash in there. I was getting hard again. I couldn’t believe how horny she was getting me. I started playing with her pussy and her tits as the warm water was raining down. She was tugging at my cock again as it came back to full attention but I had to stop her. I was dying to get inside that pussy and didn’t want to push a step to far by cumming again. I got out and got dried off.

I lay on the bed naked. I was unbelievably horny. My dick was pulsating again from playing with her in the shower. I was stroking it while I lay there and when she came back out from the shower she seen that I was back at full attention. She enthusiastically took out a rubber and managed to slide it onto my cock with her mouth. Fuck man she had a some skills. She went to suck me with the rubber on but I was ready for her pussy. I stood up and pushed her on to the the edge of the bed. I spread her legs and took what she told me I owned. While I was pounding away at her pussy she had reached her arms down to grab my hips and started making all sorts of porn star noises. I knew she was putting on a show for me and it was fucking hot. I flipped her onto her back and entered her from behind. I just went full speed banging the life out of her pussy, grabbing and pulling at her hair. She had turned me into a fucking animal. As I began to shoot a load into the rubber I had her pinned to the bed while I thrusted hard calling her all sorts. “Fucking slut, you fucking whore.” She was encouraging me. “You own it papi.”

Man this papi shit was hot too.

After this fucking session I was completely spent. I ordered room service with this girl still lying in my bed naked. Maybe she was staying the night after all. We shared some food and tried communicating through our limited knowledge of each others language. We used Google translate to fill some gaps. She made me relaxed enough to use and explore my Spanish and was teaching me some Mexican slang. She seemed surprisingly intelligent. Another naïve stereotype of mine that all escorts would be dumb sluts. I crashed out not long after.

When I woke up in the AM with my morning wood I realised there was still a naked escort lying next to me who had encouraged me to use her body like my personal fuck toy the night before. Still half I sleep I let my hands wonder and play with her pussy. She woke up and got right into it as I fingered and played with her clit. She was super wet.

“Do you want to fuck me again?” She was already handed me a rubber.

I climbed on top and fucked her like a jack hammer. My balls were slapping against her skin as I pounded as hard and fast as I could go. I pulled the rubber off and let what cum I had go up her stomach and body. With that she got up, wiped off, got ready, kissed me on the cheek and left me to get ready for my flight home, with sore cock from all the tugging and fucking.

When I got back to work I returned 20k Pesos to the finance department which they didn’t even know anything about. Nobody ever asked for a receipt or questioned the missing 5k.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9et0fv/mf_business_trip_to_mexico_city_got_approached_by

6 comments on “[MF] Business Trip to Mexico City – Got Approached by an Escort in the Hotel Bar.

  1. Big Media Company… Formula 1 …. hmmmmmmmm…. Liberty Media Group..? Or Sky Sports…? Hahaha

    Great story tho! I’m sure the boys at r/formula1 would love it too

  2. Why didn’t you just keep the remaining 20k lol its probably meant for your miscellaneous expenses/ additional stipend for agreeing to a job at such short notice

  3. I’d say it was worth the trip down to good ole’ Meh-He-Co.

    Some women were just born to fuck, blessed with the pretty face, the smokin’ body, the discipline to maintain it, the social skills to get her partner turned on, and sexual moves to leave em’ satisfied.

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