But you…you are just so genuine and nice; a perfect gentleman. I really do feel fortunate that you came by this afternoon.”“I’m glad I was the...e. Maybe it was fate.”She looked at me with her sultry blue eyes and said, “Maybe it was.”Even though the conversation had turned very interesting, I could barely keep my eyes open.“You know that my body is on Eastern Time, so it’s three o’clock in the morning for me right now?”“Oh, I’m so sorry! I’ve just been running at the mouth without even thinking. Just bored a lot laying here every day!" I said to her with a slight smile, and soft whispering laugh."I can imagine!" she said and smiled back at me. "Well, what I can do, is try and help your muscles relax a little, and give you a little massage. Is that okay?" she asked."Hmm, I guess so yeah!" I replied, a little unsure how a massage would help me but, to be honest, I wasn't really taking much notice of what she was saying.She leaned forward, as the buttoned top of her white outfit flowed. "What in the world am I going to do with you?" she said, looking down at my erection. She reached between my legs and took my balls in her left hand while continuing to rhythmically pump my cock with the other hand. "Mmmmmmm" she said as she bent forward and starting running her tongue across my scrotum. I groaned at the touch of her tongue and she smiled as she continued to lick around one ball and then the other, all the time continuing to work my cock with her other hand. Slowly she moved. ?”“Yeah, I know. It seems kinda strange. The girls say he just needs someone to talk to, misses his wife terribly. Treats them all like ladies and they all love every minute of it. Say, why don’t you handle his table tonight, get acquainted?”“Oh, but I don’t...”“I know what you said about no after hours and all, but at least go serve him drinks. Couldn’t hurt.”A bit reluctantly Gwen made her way to the table where the man was just being seated.“Good evening,” she said, “may I get you a.