Kelly and I went to a nightclub in town. We weren’t regulars but had been here several times before. We had a table against a wall not far off the d...ncefloor in a darkened corner. Tonight, Kelly was on the prowl. It wasn’t something she did all the time, but there were times she had an urge and tonight was one of those times.Kelly was 34 now and had been horny as all get out the past couple of weeks. She had planned for this night and sex the past couple of weeks had been incredible.Kelly was. He was ready. My word, he was ready. And having seen him, so was I.I walked quietly back along the corridor, popped my head around the door of the boudoir, and with a confidential grin, hissed at Amelia.‘Come here, my darling. This is distinctly worth seeing.’ I put my finger over my lips as her eyebrows rose in a query, but, clearly intrigued, she stood and came over to the door. I breathed in her ear, ‘Follow me. Shhhh.’Taking her hand, I crept towards the bathroom door, which was now. Returning from each thrust, her body was convulsive and jerky. I could hear her breathing getting deeper and deeper. She thrusted in an unbroken rhythm for a few minutes, then stopped for a slight momentary pause while breathing heavily. After her breath caught up, she began thrusting again followed by another slight momentary pause, then more thrusting. She kept this up for a little while. I was still looking back into her glassy-eyed stare and I could tell that she was concentrating as her. He stared at me for a while, then said, "Wash your face and we'll go have lunch." I nodded, still crying, as he left my office, closing the door again.Once I was ready, face re-powdered but eyes still red, we went to L'Auberge, the fancy place we took all the good clients. We sat at the company table and Michael just waited for me to speak. "Stephen's best customer is way behind in payments, and if he goes under, we go with him." Do you need some money?"I looked at Michael with new eyes..