“Yes please tea or coffee white but no sugar” he replied. “The lounge is just through that door when you have finished”. I said“Thanks” he...said.I went into the kitchen and made two mugs of tea. When I went into the lounge he was sat on the sofa in just his undies including a bra that I had not seen earlier. I put the drinks down and quickly stripped my jeans and jumper off leaving me in bra panties and tights. I sat down next to him and we moved towards each other and cuddled. “Have you tried. Most of them are just looking for some temporary male companionship."Ron asked her to tell him how she runs her agency.Eileen explained that all of her clients must complete a four page questionnaire that covers their background, preferences and financial status. She also takes a picture of each client and does a background check."Is the subject of sex ever discussed?" No it isn't but based on the fees I charge I think that most clients infer that it is included or at least available. Of course. ‘It’s okay. I definitely don’t think you’re stupid. In fact I think you’re one sweet, awesome woman, Bobbi Jo.’ We waited in silence, smiling awkwardly at each other. ‘Want to read with me?’ she asked. ‘Uh. Sure,’ I said. As she patted the open space next to her on the bed, her nightshirt drifted up a little more, stopping halfway onto her ass. It was amazing, firm and smooth. I could just imagine myself behind her…. I stopped thinking about that before my dick got hard again. I reluctantly. Tracey laughed calling me a ‘dirty tart.’ as she watched me putting on my heavy makeup and then slipping into the outfit I had chosen. It consisted of a black tiny mini skirt, white blouse with no bra underneath. A pair of black, spike heeled stilettos, with ankle straps around them, and a pair of black nylon seamed stockings, which were easily visible with the pelmet of a skirt I was wearing.We had ordered a taxi to collect us at 7:30pm to take us to Fred’s house. Frank and Bill had joined the.