" He said.I had been Mr. Gibson's assistant for over a year and it was an easy job. I was hired for my looks. I am OK with it because I had none of th... qualifications the job required. Typing was about it, and luckily for me, that and going to get him lunch and occasionally dinner is all I did.I had no problem continuing to buy and wear very provocative outfits so that my job was secure. I got paid very well for what I was doing. Affording an apartment in NY City on an assistant’s salary should. He said, ‘How’s your night going?’ in a casual way. I replied, ‘good, how’s yours?’, He replied, ‘Not bad, this place is pretty cool’. With that our conversation ended and we left the bathroom.I got back to my wife and told her I met ‘the guy’ and recounted the conversation, just as I finished he was there, standing right in front of us with a fresh glass of wine. In the same casual way he said to my wife, ‘how are you going?’, she nervously replied, ‘okay.’ He asked, ‘Would you mind if i. I explained to him one evening just how what he done to me had felt so good, that I had nearly wet myself, he looked at me seriously, and then got up and left the room. At first, I thought I’d said something to offend him and was a little worried! But he came back a moment later with a large bath towel and told me to undress again. I did, and he positioned me on my back on the bed with the towel underneath my buttocks. Adrian then laid down between my outspread thighs and told me to just let. If your order was placed within an hour, things were moving along rapidly. These ladies breast were on display, and I was enjoying the view, when I noticed I was not the only admirer. He seemed to be a tourist also, and if my guess was right, a fellow American. I asked if the ladies minded if I found where he was from and offered him a seat with us. They had no objections, so I motioned him over. You seem to be alone, these ladies don't mind if you join us. I leaned toward him and spoke softly.