I have to tell you about the one big exception that happened quite often. After signing a contract I would offer to buy dinner for my client. Many of ...hem asked if their wives could come along. I never had a problem with a nice looking woman at our table. Many of these women were a bit flirty, which I didn’t mind. Most all were in their thirties, forties and even a few in their early fifties. After dinner and a few drinks in the lounge, I was often asked if I wanted to come to my client’s room. She was bold and open. She was full of life and did what she want. I loved her the way she was, frank and straight. We had sex almost everyday in different places and different styles. As I said, she was naughty and bold. She told me all about her fantasies and would like to enjoy them all. She listed threesome, foursome with another couple, seeing me fucking another girl, making me watch her fuck another guy, public sex, participating in orgy etc. We tried to make each one of it true. I loved. Her pussy had a vice like grip over my finger, she felt so wet, that the blankets directly beneath her got wet. I left my finger inside, I couldn’t take it out if I wanted to, such was the vice like grip her pussy exerted. I gently held her while she let herself go, kissing her forehead, kissing her nose and just holding her.Slowly her body started coming back down, her body stopped convulsing, her hips stopped gyrating and her breathing slowed. Her eyes finally opened, those big black. "Please open a bottle of wine, pour a couple of glasses and bring themout to us on the patio," she said."Let her see me like this!" I gestured to my maids dress, "I can't dothat please honey." She's already seen you in lingerie silly, hell she's seen you on yourknees sucking a big cock. What's the difference if she sees you in adress anyway? It's more than you were wearing last time." It's just that...I feel so humiliated sometimes and now this cage thing isstarting to hurt a little too." Hmmm.