Your clothes smelled like a screwdriver and cheap whiskey.”“How the hell did my clothes end up smelling like a screwdriver? I don’t remember dri...king anything but whiskey.”As I recalled what I did to him I started laughing and said, “Your clothes smelled like that because you spilled the rest of your drink in my lap and I dumped my screwdriver over your head.”“I’m sorry,” he apologized. “I just remember going out with some of my colleagues from the conference to have some drinks. I usually do. " I said as I grabbed her by the hips and rolled her on to her back. I slid off the bed and knelt as I pulled her to the edge. I rubbed her inner thighs gently for a moment and then spread her legs open, revealing her beautiful, tight shaved pussy. I began kissing her thighs and I could feel the moist warmth from her pussy on my face. She was already dripping wet with excitement and the little moaning sounds she was already beginning to make told me she was ready for all I could give her.I. I spread her butt cheeks and saw the inviting anus. Taking advantage of having oil nearby, I lubed it wit a dab and eased a thumb in. I had been giving Ms. Maria good anal training with an anal fuck at least every other day, and it was a far cry from the first time when she was clearly not comfortable. She relaxed her sphincter and I was able to quickly dilate her and poured a bit more oil into the opening. I lubed my penis and put the glans against the opening. After a slight momentary. Looking at myself, I smiled."I'm so happy," I thought.Then I thought, "I'm the happy hooker."I grabbed my purse and headed out the door and down the stairs. Ipurposely clicked my heels on the steps, swaying side to side. "Alwayswalk to get attention," Suzi had told me, and that idea stuck in myhead.Bottom of the stairs, I paused by the door and reached in my purse formy new iPhone. The man at the desk surprised me by rushing up."Good morning, Miss Chen," he said brightly. I was surprised;.