Gideon

Gideon by Nikkie

This is a grown up story for grown up people. If you're under 18 please don't read this. If you don't like to read stories about transsexual people, please don't read on. This story is ? nikkie 1999 and should not be reproduced in part or whole without my permission. Please let me know what you think of it, as all comments are welcome. nikkie.silk@cwcom.net

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the message and telephone number written on the inside front cover of the book. I smiled as I recalled the number of times I had idly opened these books in anonymous hotel rooms on my business trips. It had started three years earlier when I had joined the sales division for the company I worked for. I was twenty-three and had never worked in sales before, but I was keen to succeed in my new role.

I was going to have to adjust to quite a few new lifestyle changes, not the least of which would be the amount of cross-country sales trips I would have to make. If you've ever had to travel frequently, you'll know just how tedious it rapidly becomes. The initial novelty wears off pretty quickly as one budget motel room turns into another which turns into another. It can be a lonely life and I was quickly looking for ways to ease the boredom of these road trips.

I tried to keep myself in shape and always tried to book hotels with pools or gyms. If this wasn't possible I could always go running but sometimes if I was particularly tired I would prop up the bar and swap war stories with other equally bored sales reps.. I have to admit that once or twice I'd picked up a girl for the legendary salesman's one night stand.

One night I had hooked up with one of the companies other reps and we had celebrated a big order by getting out of our heads in the hotel bar. I was complaining to him about the boredom of being on the road and the lack of convenient entertainment. He smiled and said he had the same problem but why didn't I try his little trick. He claimed that whenever he checked into a hotel he would go straight to the bible, which seemed to be standard issue in the kind of hotel we frequented. He said other salesmen would often leave recommended telephone numbers inside the bible for other salesmen to use. I must have been looking pretty puzzled, because he patted me on the shoulder and said 'for girls, of course'.

We parted later that evening and I never saw him again as he was killed later that year in a car crash. I had almost forgotten his tip but a couple of months later, I was on a really gruelling swing through my sales territory and I found myself at a real loose end one night. I was debating the merits of hitting the hotel bar and then remembered the tip about the bible. I immediately opened the bedside table drawer and pulled out the bible I found inside. I eagerly opened it in anticipation of the promised recommendation from one of my fellow road warriors. What I found was.....nothing. Denada. Rien.

I guessed my colleague had been winding me up. The joke for him was the thought of me searching these bibles for a message and finding nothing. Anyway, it became a little game for me. I always looked in the bible in every room I stayed in and, of course, I never found anything. I made a little promise to myself that if I ever did find a number I would call it just to spite the memory of the guy who had wound me up.

Well, after three years I was now looking at one of the fabled messages in the inside front cover of the bible in my room. It wasn't much of a message. It read simply, 'Jamie 01435 760365 - shes a special girl' I sat there and wondered what to do. I wasn't worried about the thought of using a prostitute. Three years on the road had cured me of any reluctance in that direction. I was just so surprised to find it at last I was just a little thrown off balance.

I thought for a few seconds and then said to myself 'Why not?' I rolled over on the bed and dialled the number. The phone rang about five or six times and I was about to hang up when it was picked up at the other end.

"Hi, this is Jamie speaking, how can I help you?" The voice was low and soft and throaty. I realised I hadn't thought of what to say.

"Oh, hi, Jamie, er, I got your number and... , do you come to hotels?" I grimaced as I realised what a fool I sounded.

"OK, baby, now lets go slower, where did you get my number?" the voice sounded amused, as if she were saying 'Another nervous first timer'

I wasn't going to make things worse by admitting where I had really got the number.

"From a colleague, he recommended you as a special girl"

"That's nice of him," the voice purred. "What's your friends name?"

Hell! What could I say?

"Oh, I don't know what name he gave you, but his name is Dave and he's a big blond guy"

I winced, as it sounded pretty lame to me. There was a brief silence, and then Jamie spoke again.

"Did he tell you how special I was?"

"Oh yes, he told me just how good you were and that you'd be just my kind of girl"

"Really? Do you know Dave well?"

I was now getting a little annoyed. Did she want to do some business or not?

"Yes, real well, now can we get together?"

"Slow down honey. You sure you can afford me?"

She named a price that was about three times what I had paid before.

"What do I get for that?"

"Only the best honey, I'll come to you, we have dinner and then you if you like me we'll go to your room and have the time of your life."

I had gone this far so I was determined to go on now. I could probably swing it on expenses anyway.

"What happens if I don't like you?"

"Never happened before baby, what did Dave tell you?"

Cute answer.

"OK, OK he said you were worth it. Do you take plastic?"

As I expected there was a snort at the other end.

"Sure honey, and I still believe in Santa. This is strictly a cash economy, OK?"

"OK, I'm at the Holiday Inn. Where should we meet?"

"What's your name baby?"

What to call myself? Looking down at the bible I said "Gideon, its Gideon"

"Ok Gideon, that's a nice name. Go to the bar and sit at the table in the corner by the fire. Put a copy of the hotel magazine on the table and order me a white wine spritzer, so it looks as if you're expecting me. I'll be there in 15 minutes. If you're not there, I'm out of there. Right?"

"OK, how will I know you?"

"Don't worry, I'll know you. See you soon, Gideon"

The phone went dead and I thought about what to do next. It would be easy not to show. But I was now caught up in the moment and to be honest I hadn't had sex for a few weeks and I really wanted some now. I changed my business suit to a pair of chinos and a polo shirt and slipped a light jacket on top. Luckily I had enough cash so I slipped my wallet into the room safe and went down the bar. I found the table by the fire and sat down. A waiter appeared and I ordered the requested white wine spritzer and a gin and tonic for myself. I asked if I needed to reserve a table for dinner, but it was a very quiet Tuesday night and the bar was almost empty. The waiter told me just to go through when we were ready and we'd get a table no problem. I remembered finally to put the copy of the magazine I'd brought from the room onto the table and waited for Jamie.

I didn't see or hear her approach. She almost seemed to materialise in front of me and I started in surprise. She was tall and slender. She was wearing a beautifully cut pale blue linen suit, the skirt short enough to highlight a devastating pair of legs. Beneath the suit she wore a white cotton shirt though which I could glimpse a lace trimmed bra. But what had riveted me to the spot was that she looked like a Nubian princess. Her ebony skin shone in the light from the fire and her hair was pulled back to show off the aristocratic shape of her face. Her dark eyes were piercing and she revealed a perfect set of white teeth as she smiled.

"Hello, Gideon. Thank you for getting me a drink." Before I could react she bent down and kissed me on the lips, her tongue flicking briefly into my open mouth and whispered 'That's a down payment, baby'

She sat down in the other chair and I could see her properly for the first time.

"Well Gideon, will I do?"

I was still sitting there with my mouth open. I still hadn't said anything and I began to feel foolish.

"Oh yes, you're fine. I mean you're beautiful" I managed to squeak.

"I'm sorry, did I startle you?" Her voice was exactly as I remembered from the phone, deep and sultry and seemed to carry the promise of pleasures to come.

"Oh no, I hadn't expected you to be so beautiful."

She looked at me from below her eyelids and said "Did your friend really tell you about me?"

"Yes he did, but he didn't do you justice at all, Jamie. You're twice as beautiful as he described you".

I had begun to recover my poise and I couldn't believe my luck. I was fully prepared for Jamie to be the usual bar girl, but to find a creature as bewitching as her was beyond my dreams. I had never been with a coloured girl, but had often fantasised about what it might be like. The thought that I might be about to find out with this fabulous creature was already making my cock harden.

She leant forward and suggested we get the business sorted before the pleasure. She said that if I didn't want to go any further after we had eaten then I would be free to call it off. If I wanted her to stay then it was a cash deal, money up front. It seemed an odd deal but I could believe that she didn't have many clients who cried off too early.

I said yes, and suggested we went through to the restaurant. The maitre'd placed us in a discreet booth and I just wondered if he had seen Jamie before with other clients. We sat side by side in the booth and ordered some more drinks and a light dinner. The waiter disappeared with the order and immediately I felt Jamie's hand on my leg and as she gently moved her fingers up towards my groin I could feel myself getting hard again. Jamie had turned towards me and in the dim light of the booth her eyes were deep pools that I found myself being drawn towards.

Her fingers had reached my groin now and she dextrously slid down my zip and I felt her encircle my erection with her slender fingers. She leaned forwards and kissed my ear lobe and gently nipped it with her teeth. Her tongue teased around my ear and I looked around nervously, but a large plant shielded us from view.

Her fingers moved up and down my shaft, making my penis as hard as I could possibly remember. I turned to her and kissed her on those luscious full lips and felt her tongue penetrate my lips and wrap itself around mine. We kissed for a few minutes as she fondled me beneath the table. I was in serious danger of cumming there and then and she sensed this, slowing her pace to let me cool off.

The waiter appeared with our food and her hand left my lap only long enough for the food to be served. As the waiter left, her hand again slipped beneath the table and resumed its steady massage of my cock. I had never been kept in this state of excitement before and the dinner passed in a haze. Jamie kept me in conversation about my job and other trivia, and managed to eat and drink her meal with one hand whilst her other maintained its pressure on my by now throbbing erection.

We finished eating and I signed for the bill with Jamie's Hand still in my trousers, and she laughed and giggled as the waiter stood patiently waiting for me to finish. Eventually, he left and she leaned over and asked, "Well, Gideon, what's it to be?"

I had long ago made up my mind that I would be taking this creature back to my room and I said, "OK, I want you to stay."

"Say please, Gideon. It's polite to say please."

I was too far gone to refuse anything now and meekly said "Please Jamie, will you stay with me?"

"OK, sweetheart, you're being such a good boy, I will."

We walked to the lift and stood waiting for a while for the lift to arrive. Jamie's arm was through mine and we looked for all the world like a young yuppie couple returning to their room. The lift slid open and we stepped in. Just as the doors began to close an elderly man shouted for us to hold the lift and I reached forward to hold the doors. Jamie knocked my hand away, smiled at the man and said, "there's always another one coming". I guess I was taken aback and turned to Jamie to say something. As I turned her arms went around my shoulders and she pulled me into a tight embrace. Her lips found mine and again our tongues danced together. I held her close and we kissed passionately. She suddenly broke off from the kiss and pressed the emergency button on the lift. It juddered to a stop somewhere between floors and I stared at her in disbelief.

"What did you do that for?" "I like to take risks", she said and her tongue flicked across her lips. "Don't you?" Before I could answer she slid to her knees in front of me and for the second time that night she undid my zip. I was in a state of unfulfilled excitement from the meal and my cock needed little encouragement to rise to the occasion. Jamie's hand quickly brought me to attention and then I felt her soft mouth envelop the tip of my cock. I closed my eyes and let her take control of me. Her head moved to and fro as she expertly played my cock. Her tongue would flick across the head and then she would bury my shaft in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around and around, moving so softly; it felt like a velvet glove covering my erection. I heard the plop as my cock slipped from her mouth and then felt her take my balls in turn into her mouth.

At this point I opened my eyes and was startled to see that the lift had a mirrored ceiling and I could see what Jamie was doing to me reflected above out heads. I was now close to the point of no return and Jamie somehow sensed this and moved back to my cock. I was fascinated by the sight above my head and I could see clearly as Jamie's head moved back and forth, working the length of my cock into her mouth and the as she delicately worked on the glans with the very tip of her tongue. I watched entranced, as my penis appeared and reappeared from Jamie's mouth, and the contrast between her lovely black skin and my white cock was strangely erotic.

I began to feel the familiar surge from my groin and Jamie increased her pace as I could feel the explosion building. I though about telling her and then realised she knew perfectly well, what was happening. I came as strongly as I had ever done before. The effect of Jamie's skill and the few weeks without sex. My knees began to buckle and Jamie took my full load in her mouth. She held me in her mouth until I began to shrink and she let me go and stood up. We stood face to face and only then did I realise that she was as tall as I was. She leant towards me and kissed me full on the lips. For a moment I was puzzled by the strange salty taste on her lips and then I realised for the first time in my life I had tasted my own semen.

At that moment a tinny voice echoed through the lift from a loudspeaker built into the wall.

"Don't worry, we'll have you out of there in no time."

We looked at each other, startled at the intrusion and then burst out laughing together.

I pressed the loudspeaker button and said "Don't worry, we're OK in here."

We collapsed against the wall in fits of giggles and I managed to remember to do up my zip. The lift shuddered once and then began to move upwards again, until it reached my floor. As we emerged grinning at each other form the lift the elderly man who had asked us to hold the lift was waiting to go down again. He turned to us as we passed and hissed, "Serves you bloody well right!" At this we burst into laughter again, making him go crimson with rage.

We made it to my room and Jamie was suddenly all business.

"Gideon. Do you have my fee?"

I handed over the wad of notes that Jamie placed uncounted in her purse.

"Thank you Gideon, now come here." She almost commanded me.

I moved towards her, unsure of what to do next. Jamie reached out and slid my jacket from my shoulders and carefully placed it on a hanger and put it into the wardrobe. I was standing pretty much in the centre of the room and she walked around me once or twice, almost sizing me up and I began to wonder if I had done the right thing in handing over the money. She stopped behind me moved up close so I could feel her breasts pushing into my back and her hands snaked round and undid my belt and zip. Still from behind she eased my chinos down to my knees and then walked round to the front and with a rapid movement pulled my polo shirt over my head and tossed it to one side. I managed to step out of my chinos and stood there in my boxers. It occurred to me that I was no longer in control here. I was nearly naked and Jamie was still fully clothed. Strangely, the thought that Jamie was in control was stimulating and I could feel myself getting hard.

Jamie glanced down at the prominent bulge in my boxers and smiled mischievously.

"We'll have to do something about that", she said as she reached to take me once more in her hands. She kissed me quickly and moved away from me again. Her hands went to the buttons on her blouse and she unbuttoned each one oh so slowly. Inch by inch she opened the blouse to reveal her breasts struggling to be contained in a beautiful white lace bra. Jamie had her eyes fixed on me as she slowly let the blouse fall to the floor. She was now absolutely in control and was revelling in her power to captivate and bewitch me.

My mouth felt dry and I had to lick my lips as I stared at her breasts with their huge nipples already hard and pushing against the lace. The contrast between the white lace and Jamie's black skin fascinated me, and my hand instinctively moved to touch her. She caught my hand and put my fingers into her mouth and sucked them between her full, crimson lips. She took my other hand and placed it on her left breast and I began to fondle it through the wispy lace and immediately felt the nipple stiffen and grow beneath my touch. Jamie broke the silence.

"So, will you take a risk?"

I nodded. Jamie reached behind her and from somewhere produced a black silk scarf. She reached up and tied it across my eyes. I could see nothing.

"What are you going to do?"

For an answer she kissed me with her tongue deep inside my mouth, one hand behind my head and the other wrapped around my straining cock. I felt her hands on my shoulders as she pressed down and I sank to my knees. An intoxicating mixture of fear and lust now engulfed me and I was desperate to take this woman in any way she wanted. I heard the sound of a zip and I guessed Jamie had removed her skirt. I can't describe the way I felt. Naked except for my boxers, kneeling on the floor at the mercy of a girl I had never met before. Why was I allowing it to happen? Because the fear of what may happen was a drug that was elevating my sexual excitement to a peak I had never, ever felt before.

I felt Jamie's hands on my cock as she rubbed something onto it and I realised she was lubricating it. I tilted my head in enquiry and all she said was "Patience, Gideon."

She must have gone down on her knees too because I felt her ass as she slid on her knees backwards towards me so that my cock touched the her thighs. I jumped at the contact and heard her giggle. She reached behind her for my hands and placed them on her hips. I could feel she was wearing a suspender belt and I moved my hands down her thighs to feel her stocking tops. She moved my hands back to her hips and then she must have reached between her legs to position my raging erection for entry.

"Now, Gideon, now" she instructed and on cue I thrust forward as hard as I could. It was much tighter than I had expected and as I thrust hard again I heard Jamie grunt. I suddenly realised that I was in her ass but by now I didn't care, I just wanted to fuck her until we would both come in a volcanic orgasm. I began to pump harder and harder and Jamie responded by thrusting back towards me. It frankly wasn't long before I was at bursting point and I could feel my cock grow even harder and I screamed as I unloaded into Jamie. As I filled her with my cum, she grunted and held me tight within her. I came and came, moving slower as she shook and shook as she came.

I slid from her and collapsed in a heap beside her on the floor. I felt her untie the scarf and closed my eyes quickly as the light flooded into them. I put my hands across my eyes and gradually forced open the lids. As my sight returned I was facing directly into Jamie's groin and I almost screamed as I saw a long black cock and balls just inches from my face. My senses reeled as my brain tried to make sense of the sight before me. I slithered back across the carpet against the bed and looked again to see if I had been hallucinating. No, it was true. Jamie was laying full length on her side on the floor facing me. I actually rubbed my eyes to check they were all right as I took in this fabulously proportioned female body but with a cock between her legs.

"I can see, Gideon, that Dave didn't really tell you just how special I was"

I shook my head and tried to speak.

"Who?" I said, my eyes not leaving her groin.

"Dave, your friend?"

"No, he. no," I decided to tell the truth. "I don't know any Dave, I got your number from the book"

"Book? What book?" "It's in the drawer" I reached over and pulled out the book and threw it to her. She opened it and smiled as she read the inside front cover. "Well it sure pays to advertise, but I never expected to see ads in the bible" she said. "Well did you enjoy it, Gideon?"

I didn't know what to say. I had just had the best sex I had ever experienced but now I had to cope with the fact that it had been with a man. Or had it? Up to the last few moments Jamie had been a girl and I had reacted to her as a girl. My head was spinning and I could not make sense of what I was feeling.

"You seemed to enjoy it at the time, Gideon." Jamie said softly.

I began to recover my poise and managed to get my brain working again.

"I did, but I didn't know who you were."

"Yes, that's true," she replied. "But does it change the enjoyment you felt when you didn't know"

I shook my head.

"I don't know"

Jamie slid towards me and looked me straight in the eyes.

"I could feel how much you enjoyed it Gideon."

She reached out with her finger and touched my lips. I opened them and took her fingers inside and began to suckle them. I closed my eyes and felt her other hand on my chest as it stroked and teased its way down over my tummy. Alarm bells began to ring in my head. It's now or never. I could pull back now and throw her out. My head spun as I let her hand slip down to my cock and as her fingers touched it. I could feel it begin to respond and to harden once more. I sighed as I gave way and opened my eyes to see Jamie's only inches from mine. She moved her fingers away and I kissed her, my tongue diving in to meet hers.

I reached to her breasts and played with a nipple, tweaking it between my fingers and was rewarded with a little sigh of pleasure from Jamie. She took my hand and pressed it downwards and my fingers slipped down over her belly and I felt her shift to let her cock rise up to greet my hand. For the first time in my life I was touching another man's cock. It was bigger than mine and felt so smooth and powerful under my fingers. The alarm bells began to ring again, but this time they seemed much further off and they didn't seem so urgent. It felt weird at that moment, a point of no return. It felt strange, but not bad. I wanted to stop, but I wanted to go on as well.

Jamie began to rub my cock more vigorously and I felt myself twitch and I began to move my fingers up and down Jamie's cock. It too started to twitch under my fingers and I started to move my fingers up and down the shaft. I opened my eyes and I was astounded to see a black hand around my cock and my hand wrapped around Jamie's black cock. Jamie began to moan and I got a little scared but she broke our kiss and started to move down my chest, butterfly kissing her way to my groin.

She moved her hands to my hips and began to kiss the tip of my penis, her tongue working its magic yet again. I continued to use my hand on Jamie and I could feel her erection strengthen and grow even more as I began to pump harder and harder. Jamie broke off from sucking my cock and suggested we use the bed. We both stood locked ourselves into a tight embrace. Somehow, we fell clumsily and Jamie tumbled backwards onto the bed with me falling awkwardly on top of her. I ended up sprawled across her legs with her cock only inches from my face. Time stood still as I looked at the jet-black shaft in front of my eyes. I could feel Jamie tense as she realised what had happened. In that single moment of frozen time, I thought of every reason why I should not do what fate had offered me the chance to do.

Instead, I pushed out my tongue and let it graze the tip of Jamie's glans. I could almost feel her start breathing again as she realised what was happening. I licked a little harder and it didn't taste too bad, salty but not unpleasant. Almost as if in a dream I decided to go on and licked down the side of the shaft. I became aware of an odour, a strong animal like scent that seemed to fill my nose and throat. It was unmistakably the smell of sex and it made me want to finish what I had started. I wrapped my lips around the end of Jamie's pole and I began to suck and swirl my tongue around the head. I guess I made up for in energy what I lacked in technique although I only managed to take a fraction of Jamie's cock in my mouth.

I could feel Jamie begin to tense and I knew her climax was close. I sucked and licked even more energetically and she began to writhe under me. I began to panic because I knew I didn't want her to come in my mouth but Jamie slipped from my mouth just as she climaxed and the cum spurted from her cock onto her belly. I crawled onto the bed and we kissed and held each other close. We shared the shower together to clean up, although I did persuade Jamie to blow me one more time in the shower before she had to leave. She left as quickly as she had arrived, with a brief kiss and a promise from to look her up again if I was in town.

I took a new job soon after and I haven't been back to that town. I haven't had the chance to repeat what I did that night, but given the right circumstances I would. I still look in the bedside bible by the way, but I've never found any other numbers. By the way, the phone number above isn't the real one, but if you're ever in the North of England, and you're staying in the Holiday Inn, take a look in the Gideon Bible, you might get lucky.