It was almost as if she were two different people, as if her pussy no longer took orders from her mind. I could feel her sense of relief, not only at ...er orgasmic explosion but that her secret was out at last, that I'd seen her most hidden needs, but covering that was a deep shame and quivering fear of what I'd think of her now that she'd revealed herself. Perhaps her pleasure had been worth it, but now it remained to be seen what I thought of her and how I'd treat her—whether I'd lost all. They know what they want and behave appropriately. At least they had better behave. An elevator you say? Well shit, I do have to make things nice for them. Besides I have the only private elevator on the block! Francesca will shower, douche, shave and give herself several enemas and put on her “outfit” as we call it. Which if I read her file correctly is supposed to consist of bright pink fence net stockings, a bustier, garter belt and a short dress with no panties. She is to put on. I hugged her back lightly, her body so slender and delicate. I was in a precarious position; too close to really caring for her.My downfall was announced with the trill of my cell phone at five-thirty on Thursday morning. Mike Lister, my boss, calmly informed me Jeff needed another week to ten days at least, his father having passed away. I was ordered to remain on assignment. I pleaded with Mike to no avail.Callie was revealing a side to her that was gregarious and bright and giving, despite. My face was covered in her cum when she grabbed my hair and said, “Fuck Elaine… enough… enough…your killing me baby.” I crawled up over her and looking in her eyes said, “You liked that did you?” “Fuck that was amazing. I have never cum so hard in my life. I am so lucky to have you in my life. ” she told me. “Oh no lover, I am the lucky one.” I said as I kissed her deeply and with all the passion I could give. We stayed in bed for the next few hours just enjoying each other.