Do you remember Ennio’s Restaurant?’ ‘The Italian place? Yeah, I think so, why?’ ‘Be there at 9 dear, and wear something a bit naughty. Not ...rashy or slutty, but something that will attract attention. Love you, got to run, bye!’ I was most definitely freaked out. My Mom, setting me up with a client? Okay, well business was business and it’d been a slow week and I was horny. I had the right outfit in mind, a shiny gold jacket under which I always wore a bikini top, you wore the jacket just open. She was built similar to Sue but the closer we got I knew it wasn't her. I looked at the woman and realized that it was Madeline Berkshire. Her husband was the first victim. I pulled Detective Smith aside and told him who she was.They had asked her for her driver's license and proof of insurance. When she said she didn't have that with her, she was asked to get out of the car. They now had probable cause to check her vehicle. They removed a small green purse from her front seat. It contained. “Absolutely! I’m asking you to dress. Come with me. You don’t need to bundle up. We won’t go outside, only upstairs to my penthouse. I own this hotel.”Her eyes grew immense. “You own the ... well, if I had known that earlier, I would have charged your brother or son more! A lot more!” She giggled and jiggled, covering her mouth with a dainty hand. Her bright eyes flirted with me. Was it avarice or interest making her eyes shine so brightly? She pulled her dress over her head and smoothed it. As good as Kenny was at eating me out, Steve was better, more exciting, probably because I wasn't used to him, he was new between my legs. I had seen his cock for weeks now, watched him eat out and fuck his wife, and now he was down between my legs and I was so loving the feelings he was giving me. "Mmm, mmm, oh, mmm, right there, oh, wonderful, Steve, mmm," I groaned as he went on. I lay there wondering what his big cock was going to be like, would it even fit up inside me? I knew I was close.