The story of the Gigolo

Sweaty

Today as usual I exercise before starting the activity.

If some people think being a gigolo is easy, it's wrong.

We must always maintain body shape, must exercise every day, maintain our cleanliness, ensure the banana ambon is always ready for combat and must be able to maintain the mood when serving clients.

Most of our clients are not young women, we can imagine how we should be on with such conditions.

If getting old but still well-groomed, beautiful and still hot is a bonus for me.

But if it gets old and unattractive, it certainly makes me work harder.

How fun it is and how to control my banana ambon to keep it on.

After exercising I rushed to take a shower because today I will accompany a client named Aunt Susi.

According to Alrik, He is a new client who uses our services.

Indeed, after moving to Jakarta, the business that Alrik built is growing.

We get many new clients from various professions and ages.

Fortunately Alrik only accepts female clients, although requests from male clients are also very much, but Alrik chose to accept female clients only.

If I read her bio she was the wife of an official who if I mentioned her name you would know her.

Her husband quite often wara wiri on TV so no wonder I recognize him.

Today Aunt Susi asked me to come directly to her private villa in Mega Mendung.

We made a one-hour appointment at noon and out of fear of being stuck I left early.

The last time I went to the top with my girlfriend was about two years ago.

Aunty Susi has distributed maps of the location of her village, hopefully there is accurate. Because otherwise it would be difficult to find such a private villa.

At eleven I have entered the peak area, because there is still time I stop by first to a sundanese restaurant.

During my time in Jakarta I have never eaten Sundanese food, where Sundanese food is my favorite food.

Eating with a view of the cold hills seems less suitable to enjoy yourself.

I see right and left are couples couples and some even bring family.

I photographed the view of this restaurant and I sent it to Vena with the caption wish you were here.

Vein did not reply, it seemed to be busy.

To get to the villa of Aunt Susi I have to pass through the village road which is only one car.

With a fairly rocky and winding road with many steep climbs, I was helped by the surrounding residents.

Understandably the road on the left side is a ravine because I have not known the field I was helped by the color around to pass the steep road and dangerous.

I didn't find a good path until I arrived at Aunt Susi's villa.

Villa with a thick balinese feel with many statues and stone ornaments.

This villa is well maintained, usually the villa villa at the top will be lived by the guard so that it can be treated every day.

Rarely, the villa is left without occupants because it can be damaged quickly.

Entering the Villa I was immediately greeted by an old woman in her sixty years.

I didn't get to ask her name, I called her Mother.

My mother was taken to the gym.

Normally if I came I was asked to go straight to the room, but this is me being asked to go to the gym.

Arriving at the gym room is quite complete with various equipment and glass that surrounds the room, Mother who drove me directly out of the gym.

" Wait here Den "The Mother passed by leaving me alone in this room.

A few moments later came Aunt Susi in her nightgown.

I was getting ready for the warm-up, but Auntie was holding me back.

" Wait Will, I can't relate directly so "

" Aunty wants me to do what? " In my heart I thought maybe I'd be asked to dance.

But it turns out my shadow was wrong. Auntie has a fetish to see her co-star sweat first.

I was asked to use several gym equipment ranging from a treadmill to a lat pull down.

As long as I did that activity, the Aunt just watched by sitting on the long sofa.

I happen to be a rather difficult person to sweat, so to get sweat I have to exercise longer than others.

After forty-five minutes, the sweat had washed and soaked my shirt.

The aunt with her hand hinted for me to come to her.

I walked over to Aunt Susi while playing with my sweat-soaked hair.

He opened my shirt, touched my shaped stomach and opened my pants.

I tried to take off the nightgown that He was wearing but He refused.

We played only about seven minutes until the aunt reached the top.

I have of course not reached the top but it is impossible to continue because Aunt Susi is weak and is in the air.

Imagine I have to exercise forty-five minutes, while only seven minutes of this game lasts.

After that I was asked by Aunt Susi to clean up.

That is, if the serving is already aged they easily limp.

Aunt Susi offered me a meal, but I refused subtly because I had just eaten at the top.

But he kept asking Mom to drive me in to wrap the food at the dinner table.

" Aunty ga may be able to abisin everything Will, take it yes "Aunte Susi also put the side dishes into the dining area.

After that Aunt Susi drove me to the front door and I left the villa.

" Thank you Will you were so hot earlier "Whisper when delivering me.

When I came out of the gym to the dining table I saw a photo of young Aunt Susi playing badminton.

There are also some trophies and charters in neatly arranged glass shelf cabinets.

Maybe his youth Aunt Susi was a badminton athlete.

Just this time I found a client who had a fetish happy to relate to a sweaty man.

Usually every client who hires me, will ask me to take a shower first before playing, but Aunt Susi even likes it if I sweat.

Because I was exercising without taking my clothes off, I ended up wearing clothes that were wet with sweat.

I turned off the air conditioner because the air was cold with my wet shirt.

Fortunately the trip back to Jakarta is smoother than when climbing to the top.

I just want to quickly arrive at the apartment for a warm bath and a warm drink.