The Guy glanced at his watch for the third time in as many minutes. He was nervously waiting for the escort to arrive, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never done anything like this before, but he was determined to make it a night to remember.
Just as he was starting to worry that she might not show up, the doorbell rang. He took a deep breath and opened the door to find a stunning 18-year-old Latina standing in front of him. She had long, dark hair that fell in loose waves around her shoulders, and her brown eyes sparkled with mischief.
"Hi there," she said, extending a hand. "I'm Isabella, the escort you hired for the role-play scenario."
The Guy was taken aback by her beauty and her confident demeanor. He shook her hand, trying to keep his cool. "Nice to meet you, Isabella. Come on in."
Isabella stepped inside, looking around the house with interest. "Nice place you've got here," she said. "Mind if I use the shower? I want to freshen up before we get started."
The Guy nodded, showing her to the bathroom. He couldn't help but imagine what she looked like naked, her curves and smooth skin on display. He shook his head, trying to focus on something else.
A few minutes later, Isabella emerged from the shower wrapped in a towel, her wet hair sticking to her back. She began to get dressed in her schoolgirl outfit, starting with a white button-down shirt. She tucked it into a pleated plaid skirt, making sure it was just the right length. She then put on a pair of white knee-high socks and black Mary Jane shoes.
The Guy watched as she tied her hair into pigtails, securing them with ribbons that matched her skirt. She applied makeup, making her lips look full and her eyes sparkle. She dabbed on some perfume, leaving a trail of scent as she walked over to the Guy.
He was already getting turned on by the sight of Isabella in her schoolgirl outfit. She noticed and smirked, "Looks like someone likes what they see."
The Guy stammers out a response, and Isabella laughs playfully, "You're cute when you're nervous."
Isabella starts making the frosting for the pies, pouring powdered sugar and milk into a stand mixer. She transfers the frosting into individual paper plates, making six pies. She places the pies on a table and walks over to the Guy.
She starts making out with him while giving him a handjob, her schoolgirl outfit rubbing against his clothes. The Guy is in heaven, his nerves forgotten as he loses himself in the moment.
Isabella breaks away from the kiss and grabs one of the pies. She smashes it in her face, the frosting sticking to her hair and makeup. The Guy is surprised but turned on by the sight of Isabella covered in frosting.
Isabella continues to smash the pies in her face, one by one, while still giving the Guy a handjob. She saves the last pie for when the Guy climaxes, smashing it in her face as he finishes.
Isabella stands up, wiping the frosting from her face with a satisfied smile. The Guy is in awe of what just happened, and Isabella laughs, "You sure do have a unique fetish."
The Guy can't help but agree, already looking forward to their next session together.
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