Duo Hertfordshire Escorts Take on Hertford
It was time to pack up, this year was done at University and Alexi had a gap year before the final stage of her degree...
She had decided to go to an area she had no affiliation with and have a year to work and earn some money. The only problem was if she rented on her own she would be liable for all the bills and how was that going to work out if she wanted to stash the cash! As Alexi sat there putting books into boxes, a familiar giggle was heard coming closer to her room. That giggle could only be Candy, and so it was her as she entered the room. “Hey Alexi” with an extended giggle, as she said Alexi’s name. She told Candy how she was leaving in a week and would be moving to Hertford and her plans she would be working and saving for a year.
Candy had planned to go home to her parent’s house in Letchworth which isn't that far from Hertfordshire. But as the girls talked and they had an already established friendship it turned out that could rent together and have some fun. So those giggles down the corridor were a god send and that made Alexi’s day much sweeter.
Moving day come around so quick for the girls, that they had co-ordinated a moving van to collect all their belongings which included an extensive shoe collection from Candy and an extensive book collection from Alexi. The drive from Surrey to Hertfordshire wasn't too long and they were soon in the lush green country lanes in Hertford; the Google Maps brought them to the new build block of flats in Hertford town.
Alexi had considered the area and decided that as it was close to the A10 motorway that it was accessible to London and close to bigger towns like Watford and Hatfield for shopping and bits needed for the flat. Whilst Alexi was in the van with the ever so hunky man driving it, Candy was making her own way in her convertible Audi TT which she chooses in bright fireman red to match the underneath of her Louboutin shoes……
As Zoe pointed her petite leg out and put on her lacy holdup, she looked up at the clock on the wall, it was almost 10.45pm and Zoe’s regular in call client would be on his way. Zoe was happy and somewhat excited to see him as they had been acquainted for over a year now. After the in-call service they had planned to go out and about in Hertfordshire, as Dave wanted to get to know the area more.
As he would be property investing in Hertfordshire, Zoe was handy in more ways than one as she was born and bred in the area. Zoe ‘s parents took pride in themselves of being of the ‘Upper Class’ of St Albans, and frequently held garden parties in the summer and autumn months to keep up appearances with the village ‘know it all’s’.
Little did they really know, and if they did ever find out about Zoe's extracurricular activities, her parents would emigrate to Australia. Zoe's infamous client was getting the train in from London St Pancreas Station into St Albans and was staying overnight so he could get properly acquainted with the area in the morning. Luckily enough, Zoe had an annex at the bottom of her parents’ house.
The grounds were large enough to have privacy and to get away with all the naughty nights of passion and ecstasy that Zoe frequently got up to. But for tonight the red wine and canapés and of course Zoe's company would be enough to keep him entertained. She carefully run her fingers through her blonde tousled hair and looked at herself in the mirror and pouted her lips as she put on her extremely wet looking lip gloss.
Some of the other girls at the agency wondered why Zoe even entertained this line of work, as her parents were considerably wealthy and she came from such a good background and she was university educated, but she had always chased her own dreams and went against the grain of what was expected of her. Secretly she had a passion for Burlesque and having the admiration of men and women, for her body. Zoe did provide an out-call service for a select number of special clients. She kept her business very quiet and confidential as her parents were very well known in the St Albans area and it would destroy them socially if ‘Word’ was to ever get out, but Zoe knew that the St Albans elite indulged in more than just champagne and oyster’s darling.
Zoe thought that in the morning that her and Dave could drive through to Hemel Hempstead and to Watford to get a good idea of some locations for investment. Dave already had a portfolio of some low rents properties in Stevenage and some market properties in Bishops Stortford already. Truthfully, he didn’t really need Zoe’s help, but he liked her company and in a way, he valued her opinion. Although they started out as a client and escort, and although he still paid to be in her presence, they had become firm friends.
