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Moonlighting

... shoulder at Mark. “Oh, this is Mark, my body guard and he’ll be standing on the other side of the door.” “Well, I would be a little intimidated if he were standing in the room,” Robert laughed. “I’ve seen this before and I understand the rules. Business before pleasure, right? Come in,” he said to the both of us. “Here’s the key-card, Mark, and here’s the fifteen hundred agreed upon,” Robert said as he handed over the key-card and a counted out fifteen one-hundred dollar bills. “That’s five hundred dollars an hour, and the lady looks worth it,” Robert ended with a comment as he looked at me. “I’m good with it,” Mark said and then he looked at me and asked, “You okay with this?” “Yes, I think so.” “Well then,” Mark said as he opened the door to let himself out, “have fun.” The door closed behind him and the room was feeling like a cage. Robert saw me clutching my purse. “You look nervous,” he said as he stepped up to me. “I’ll be honest. I am. This is my first time doing something like this.” “First time, huh? Well that puts a lot of responsibility on my shoulders.” “Why is that?” “It means I’ll have to break you in right. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,” he smiled. “Why don’t we start with a drink, we have plenty of time.” “Okay, that sounds good to me,” I answered. Robert went over to the beverage bar and took out a bottle of expensive Cognac and poured a generous amount in two glasses. While we sipped the Cognac he told me a little about himself, that he was a successful oil ...

... executive and that he was in a sexless marriage, and on those rare occasions that he did have sex with his wife, she would never give him a blowjob. “Oh, is that going to be a part of what you want me to do tonight?” I asked appearing naïve of what the requirements of my stay would be. “Well, I would hope that would be a part of it,” he answered. “You do give head, don’t you?” I broke out with a sudden blush over his question. “Well, I guess so,” was the best I could come up with. Then I added, “I never really went down on a man without a bit of romance attached to it.” “Oh, you mean like this,” he said as he set our glasses down and took me in his arms and planted a very warm and luscious kiss on my lips. “How was that?” he asked after he lifted his lips from mine. “Oh, that was very convincing,” I answered breathlessly. “How about we start by unwrapping the package?” he suggested. “Okay,” I said as I took a step back from him. I started with my blouse and then my skirt, leaving myself standing in my heels, panties and bra. “Stop,” he said as I was beginning to reach behind for the hook of my bra. I was confused and I thought that maybe he didn’t like what he was seeing, but then I was relieved when he walked up to me and turned me around, saying, “I want to do this.” We were facing the mirror and I watched him standing behind me, casually working on the hook of my bra. I felt the cups of my bra loosen from my breasts, and I watched my bra fall away, exposing the full view of ...