A few minutes later she whispered in his ear, “I have to go see my husband. Stay right here.” She pulled off him and went to bathroom. He heard he... pee and she smiled at him as she walked by to the bedroom. He heard soft talking for a while and she was still smiling when she returned.“I want to thank you and my husband does too. I’m not comfortable with you seeing him right now. Please go and we will talk in the common room about what is next.” She kissed him on the cheek at the door.Martha saw. Wonder what her going rate is?“What colors?” she inquired.“Black, red, blue,” Dennis rattled off.As she showed him the various pieces of lingerie ranging from bras, panties, chemises, corsets, and more, Dennis was more interested in staring at her than what she was showing him.Suddenly he asked, “What is your going price, Red?” as he pulled out a thick wad of money from his wallet. “I am sure you do not make more than minimum wage working here and I am willing to pay handsomely for a fuck. I. Hence why I fear he’s cheating on me, tax time is long since over. He wears a nice Italian suit to the office and always looks sharp. He keeps his black hair cut short and neat, clean-shaven, and has the deepest, brown eyes I’ve ever seen. Of course he’s handsome, tall, and what many women lust over. I really hope he’s not cheating on me. I chose a pink blouse and wore a matching pink bra and thong. I selected my black skirt with vest, my black stockings and heels. As I gathered my things,. I went on telling her how I had always had thoughts of her being taken by some well hug guy while I watched. She sat her drink on the table and laid back on the lounge chair, looking up toward the sky with her sunglasses on. She said would you be able to handle that? I said yes, but could you? She let her legs spread and placed a foot on either side of the lounge chair, this opened up her crotch. My eyes were drawn into how the nylon of her suit was between her pussy lips. She said you find me.