Chapter 37: Urges

Jeanne was desperate.

She tried as much as possible to subdue herself, but her urges had completely taken over her body, her senses, and her mind.

She was one walking horny lady.

She needed a man, she needed Adrian.

Her guilt had made her abstain from sex, and her hope for reconciliation made her hold on this long.

She had brushed off many guys who were interested in her away, and now she wished she hadn't. She wasn't looking for a connection or relationship; she just wanted to feel a man's weight on her; whom she can cum to over and over; all night, all day.

Adrian was unavailable, for now.

Any other man will have to do, for now.

She was jittery, like a junkie looking for a quick fix. The ache between her legs was getting the best of her. Forget lectures, she simply couldn't assimilate anything.

Her nipples were constantly hard and her clit indelibly throbbing.

She could easily call one of the boys she had earlier been with to fly to London to be with her, but Adrian would probably get to hear about it.

The janitor was long gone. His service was terminated the moment her relationship with Adrian ended.

She wanted a real man, one who would bang her senseless. A stranger she was sure would give her what she wanted. She was desperate.

She heard a friend of her speak of a company in Los Angeles. An exclusive escort service that fulfilled its client's services with exactly what was required.

She had laughed at the Idea, but it was beginning to make so much sense to her at that moment.

She couldn't stop herself as she called the said friend for the escort company contact. There was no judgement and the number was sent.

Jeanne made the call immediately and requested the services of a well-endowed man who looked like Adrian. Dark wavy hair, blue eyes, well toned and required height.

Adrian's picture was sent.

The company representative said it would take a couple of weeks to scout and send someone.

She scowled. She couldn't hold out that long.

"Can I pay for express service?" she asked impatiently.

"Sure," the lady on the other line responded immediately, without thinking. The company was not going to pass out on not making more money. Besides, emotions and desperation sold their business. "That would require a fifty percent charge."

"No problem, I'll wait for his details tomorrow," Jeanne said. "Please get him tested," Jeanne requested.

"Ma'am.." the other woman chuckled. "That's our priority. We do routine tests for all our workers."

"Please have him tested again," Jeanne insisted.

"That will not be an issue," came her reply.

***

Details of the much awaited escort came through in the morrow and Jeanne couldn't be more pleased. An Ethan Hale would be the man to take her to blissful heights.

He had many feature similarities with Adrian. His pointed nose and greenish blue eyes were the two features that set them apart.

She wanted him now!!

She paid the company and sent plane tickets to the email in his details.

Jeanne booked a suite for him at the Heartstone Continental, a suite not too far from hers.

He would be with her for the weekend before heading back to the States.

She prepped herself like she would for Adrian. It was as though, she was expecting him.

Jeanne submitted herself to the exquisite embrace of rest in the tranquil haven of the hotel's spa.

The exquisite aroma of essential oils lingered in the air, wrapping around her like a soothing whisper.

Her thoughts began to wander as she reclined on a soft lounge chair, wrapped by an envelope of a plush robe.

The evening's plans stirred her interest; a night with Adrian's replacement, a tryst that offered the promise of complete ecstasy.

The skillful hands of the spa worked their magic, their touch, a dance that revitalized her skin.

Exfoliating scrubs mixed with the essence of nature's bounty washed away her cares, leaving a surface sparkled with newfound freshness.

Warmth surrounded her as she was cocooned in a nutritious mask, the calming embrace enveloping her in a sense of confidence.

The weight of her thoughts appeared to lift, replaced by a peaceful calm, a little respite before the expected meeting.

As the masks and lotions worked their magic, Jeanne could almost imagine herself shedding layers.

The external pressures, the worries of the world, until all that remained was a sense of serenity, a body ready to be adorned by the evening's passions.

When the treatments were over, Jeanne emerged from her relaxation bubble with a refreshed feeling of self.

When she was done, she stood in front of the mirror which reflected her tranquility, a visage that seemed to gleam with an inner light, a reflection of both her skin's pampering and her heart's expectation.

She was dressed in the spa's sumptuous robes, ready to confront Adrian…oh, Ethan. She was poised and confident enough to confront Ethan and the evening's rendezvous.

The peace she had discovered within the spa's walls had prepared her for what was to come.

If she couldn't have Adrian for now, the next best thing would have to do.