Nadine and Jo’s BlowJob Swap – PART ONE

It truly was a magical day for me, for all the guys one the T.V. crew, and for network T.V. itself, the day that Nadine met JoAnne.

Most guys aren’t nearly as lucky as I am. My girlfriend is a gorgeous blonde in her late twenties named Nadine. She and I both work at a large T.V. network where she is a reporter. When she’s not standing in front of the cameras telling the television audience all about blowing snow, she’s more often than not on her knees (sometimes STILL in front of the cameras) blowing the camera crew and any and all of the other guys in our building. But despite the fact that she gives loving blowJobs to any and everybody, everyone knows that Nadine is my girl. Several times a day I get to enJoy having Nadine’s sweet mouth wrapped around my dick, and in bed at night, she either blows me or we fuck.

But there are other girls in my life. Jackie, who also works at the station, blows almost as many guys as Nadine, including me at least once a week. There is a sweet young prostitute named Sabrina who sucks me at least once a week. And other girls too, on occasion, blow me.

But the girl who gives me the BEST blowJobs, bar none, is lovely JoAnne, that gorgeous little blonde Sabrina introduced me to about nine months ago. Like Sabrina, she is a prostitute. In fact, she’s a famous prostitute, having won the recent televised 24-hour blowJob marathon our station sponsored and orchestrated and shattered the old record for most blowJobs given by one girl in 24 hours while doing it. Nadine and Jackie both entered that event, and did a very respectable Job… but JoAnne literally blew away the competition. 

Anyway, Nadine knows Jo blows me two to three times a week, and that Jo’s mouth is so talented she could suck the cum out of a dead man… but she doesn’t mind me seeing Jo at all. In fact, she’d been begging for me to introduce her to Jo so the young Escort could give her pointers. I told Jo, and she was delighted to meet with Nadine. And so I arranged it. I made lunch reservations for Nadine, Jo and me at Nadine’s favorite restaurant. We all had soup and salad. And then Nadine had two waiters and a bus boy for dessert while Jo watched and coached her. 

Each girl finished her meal with a double helping of bus boy.

On the way home, Nadine told me how jealous she was of Jo.

“Why?” I asked her. “She’s gorgeous… but so are you.”

“I wish I was a prostitute,” Nadine said with a mock pout.

I laughed. “Really?” And then I thought a moment. “Hey!” I said. “I think Jo just told me last week how she’d love to do a weather report, just for fun.”

“Really?” Nadine said.

Then she paused. “Hmmmmm,” she said.

“I know!” she exclaimed at last. “Why don’t Jo and I switch for a week! I’ll take all her calls if she works here at the station.”

I told Nadine I thought that was a GREAT idea! And then I immediately called Jo. She too was thrilled. As was my station boss, who thought we could do a documentary about the life of a prostitute, with Nadine as the ‘inside’ reporter. 

“This’ll be GREAT!” Nadine said.

We agreed that we’d start on a Wednesday. That way, Jo could still work her weekend alongside Nadine. And that Nadine, Jo and Jo’s work partner, Sabrina would meet at the News station at about none p.m. so Nadine could show Jo the ropes and Nadine could meet up with Sabrina, who’d be her ‘buddy’ for the first couple of days.

Jo showed up wearing my favorite outfit of hers… her nice, front-pleated, 2-front-pocket dress pants, a tight pink sweater and black heels, with nice bikini panties underneath her pants (love those panty lines!!!) Sabrina showed up in her usual dark blue, 5-pocket jeans, a white sweater andheels. Nadine showed up looking unbelievable in a new outfit she’d just bought. Man! Were her jeans tight!!! They looked like she’d have had to have had help putting them on. Dark, navy blue 5-pocket stretch jeans that ended just above her ankle… a light pink tank top and 2-inch, black spike heels… and a little more make-up than she usually wore… most notably ruby red lipstick.

“You LOOK like a prostitute,” Jo chuckled.

And she DID. Man! She could be nothing else in those jeans.

“You won’t be able to get them off if I client asks,” I told her.

“That’s okay,” Sabrina said. “Most guys really just want a blowJob.”

Nadine smiled expectantly.

The first thing we did was go to the cafeteria to look at the newspaper. Jo and Sabrina both wanted to show us the ad they’d put in the Escort section. Normally, Jo each girl had an individual ad and an ad for both of them. Jo’s ad read:

“Beautiful, slim blonde. On her knees and eager to please. Call JoAnne… 697-7755.”

Their combined ad read:

“Jo and Sabrina: Beautiful blonde and brunette. Mouths open for business. 
Call 636-4721.”

But this week they’d written:

“Two gorgeous blondes, JoAnne and her friend Nadine. You know what Jo can do. Give Nadine a try. Call 697-7755. She can’t wait to blow you away!!!”

and even more direct…

New with Jo and Sabrina…Nadine the weather girl. Make her swallow your snow. 
Call 636-4721.”

“That’s direct enough,” Nadine laughed happily.

Then we went to the main work area to show off Nadine’s cute outfit.

When our mutual boss saw Nadine, he suggested she should work the street a bit in the evenings. Nadine thought that would be fun and Jo agreed to Join her on Friday night and ‘see how it goes’. Jo also thought it would be fun, and I couldn’t wait to see Jo in her ‘street attire’.

Well… showing Jo around necessarily meant showing her the ‘copy room’ where a long line of men already had gathered to meet her. Jo laughed when she saw all the guys waiting, some already with their dicks out. Then she cast Nadine a knowing glance. Of course, Nadine had told EVERY guy in the building that Jo was coming, so OF COURSE all these guys would be waiting. 

After a quick tour of the studio, we headed back to the copy room where Jo, after giving Nadine her cell phone, kneeled to ‘get acquainted’ with some of the guys.

“Good luck, Jo,” Nadine said before she and Sabrina left to start Nadine’s week ‘assignment’.

“Hmm hmm,” Jo responded, already sucking her third cock, but casting a mock scolding look at Nadine for having been responsible for this ‘welcome’. Of course, she was only kidding. The twinkle in her eyes told Nadine loud and clear that she didn’t mind all this attention one bit.

Sabrina couldn’t stop laughing as he and Nadine passed the long line-up of men waiting for a blowJob from Jo, a line-up which stretched all the way down the hall and around a corner. 

“She’ll be okay,” Nadine told her. “She’s not on the air until about seven.” Then she added with a smile: “But my guys’ll keep her busy until then.”

Sabrina smiled too, obviously pleased that her friend would be having fun on her first day.

Before Nadine and Sabrina actually left the station, we had two things to do. First, we had to do a quick interview with Nadine to start our news coverage of this important topic. Then pick up the mini camera crew that was going to film the footage on Nadine at work. I led Nadine to the studio where Jackie was waiting for her, microphone in hand, with ‘our’ camera crew already set up for us.

“Are you nervous?” Jackie asked her finally, pushing the microphone towards her.

“No. I think it’ll be fun,” Nadine answered confidently.

“Well there you have it,” Jackie concluded. “For the next week, our very own Nadine will be giving us a detailed insider’s look at the noble art of Escorting.” Then she smiled slyly and added:

“Any hot and horny guys wanting blowJobs can call Nadine at the number on the screen… that’s 697-7755. And, anyone who calls into the station after being blown by Nadine, and who can prove it by telling us the color of panties she’s wearing… (you guys will just have to ask her)… anyway, all you lucky guys will get this free “Blown by Nadine” T-shirt. At this point, Jackie pulled out a T-shirt which had a big picture of Nadine’s bright-eyed, cock-filled face on the front and the words ‘Blown by Nadine’ under it.

Now Nadine was laughing and shaking her head, her hand trying to hide the rising blush on her face. Her friends had royally slimed her this time, and she knew it.