1. DiscreetOfficeServices.Com Chapters 9--10


    Date: 1/26/2024, Categories: Occupations, Author: campusvamp 

    The Present...

I'm late...I'm late...I'm late...I'm so late! That thread kept repeating in my head over and over again as I waited for the elevator. I'd just left the office of my last client of the day. An appointment usually lasts for an hour or less when I'm asked to meet a client at their office. Plenty of time to grope me, fuck me, and still leave time for me to clean up. A nice Nooner. Today's client kept me for almost the full two hours.

This afternoon's client was a guy who'd been new to Marla's service. I'd gone in cold, with no idea as to his likes and dislikes. He turned out to be Great-Grandfather age old. He'd needed alooong blowjob to get his little pecker hard enough for him to bend me over his desk and fuck. He didn't last long inside me. I thought we were done as he pulled my panties up to keep cum from dripping on his carpet. Instead, he'd collapsed in his chair and asked for more oral sex afterward. A five-minute fuck and almost two hours practicing my oral skills on a tiny, limp dick... He even pushed the gift he gave me into my panties where the folded bills became slimed with cum.

In the Women's Restroom off the lobby, I rinsed and counted the gift. Nice amount... I'd agree to see him again if Marla asked but, needless to say, I didn't give him the red lipstick kiss on his dick I gave my Preferred Customers. I wet some paper towels before entering a stall. I took my panties off and wiped the smeared cum from my lips with toilet paper before ...
    ... cleaning further with the damp towels. Deciding I was clean enough, I inserted a tampon. I had to wait until a lady in the next stall left the restroom before hurriedly using hand soap and water to wash the crotch of my panties free of cum.

Because of the longer-than-expected time I'd spent with my client; I was hoping I wouldn't be late for what I had planned as I touched up my makeup. Alone for the moment in the restroom, reaching under my skirt I gave a last swipe with more wet paper towels over my pussy. Putting my wet panties in my purse, I ran outside to catch a taxi for home. A cold wind went up my skirt to blow on my still-wet pussy lips. I missed a step with a cry ofwhuuu-huu-huu that I'm sure confused the nearby pedestrians.

Arriving at my Brownstone, I took my heels off and carried them as I ran up the four flights of stairs to my apartment. Clothes were quickly stripped off and left where they landed. The tampon went into the trash and the wet panties were tossed into the laundry hamper. I climbed into the shower even before the water had time to warm. I was shivering and washing quickly in cold water that gradually warmed up about the time I was clean enough of sex to leave. Dried off, I grabbed clean panties and dressed in the clothes I'd carefully pre-selected for my mission.

I was used to noticing Danny from my kitchen window about now walking from the direction of the subway stop. Looking at my watch as I put it back on my wrist, I saw I had maybe five ...
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