“You joked yesterday about the last escort that I had with me,” he began. “Would it be distasteful to share something about her with you?”She ...hrugged. “It might annoy some women, but it won’t bother me.”“Her name was Rebecca, and she was quite lovely to look at, but she had no people skills. Her purpose was to make reservations, book meeting rooms, and spread her legs,” Mac explained. “I’m sorry. That sounded crass.”“It sounded honest. One thing I enjoy about you, Mac, is that you don’t. Then I ask her to turn around. She turn and I see her fully nude, she got the best pair of boobs I have seen and a pussy with trimmed bush. I asked her if she mind I massage her boobs. She said its OK you can. I started massaging her boobs in circular motion and in between pressing her dark brown big nipples. She liked it very much.Then I came down and stared massaging her legs and in between touching her pussy as if I and only massaging her legs she was looking very excited and I started. " "It certainly looks lovely," I agreed. "Are they stockings too or do you just settle for seamed tights?" "Oh gosh no!" she answered, "The whole outfit is authentic. I like it that way. Not just for looks but I like the feel too. It's almost like being there." As she talked she lifted the hem of her dress to show me the flesh coloured nylons attached to suspenders which were themselves attached to a rather solid looking girdle. She also wore large silk knickers. A little shiver of. . and back we went in the chair. As the movie played on... so did I. Kissing her around her ear... smelling her wonderful hair... biting on her neck, and caressing her breasts. For some reason, Julie hadn't worn a bra on this night, and I was ever so happily enjoying the opportunity. Her nipples began to grow, and I brushed my fingers over the tip gently... circling the nipples... and then pinching each one as I moved over to the other.She smiled at me, and turned to face me more and we kissed,.