We chatted about work and marriage and kids as she directed me to drive to the mall. She never passed an opportunity to emphasize any point by touchin... my arm or my leg as I drove. She took my arm again as we walked into the mall. She tried to lead me into an expensive menswear shop. I resisted, and suggested that one of the department stores would be better. She gave me a calculating look. "Look, John, the hotel is paying, so you should get the best. Let's dress you up nice." "No," I said. "I. The rules are that Sam meets the client with me and, if she feels that all is ok she leaves us alone. She never intimidates the client but she doesn’t have to. She exudes authority and hasa certain hardness in her eye which few get to see behind as I do.We went to the hotel’s bar. A piano played quietly in one corner and we quickly identified Judith and approached her. She stood as we got close and smiled a lovely pleasant smile at us both. We all sat on comfortable chairs at the dark wooden. I nodded. She climbed off the bed and took off her dress. I watched her carefully and kept wanking as she unclipped her bra at the back and let it drop to the floor. Then she casually slipped her panties down over her hips and let them drop too. “I suppose I think of you too,” she continued. “Or, at least, part of you.” My cock strained to full length and a slippery drop of precum lubricated my fingers. Tabatha held out her two index fingers, pointing one at the base of my cock and one at. In any other place or time, this would have been a hugeturn-on. Now, I just watched with curiosity."Here," she said. "Feel. Feel the rise and fall of my chest. That'sall simulated. And can you feel my heartbeat?" I nodded. "Alsosimulated. This is the culmination of twenty years of your mother'swork. We are incredibly realistic. But I assure you I am as much amachine as your mother is. I know she opened her chest cavity for you.I'd be happy to do the same, if you need convincing."I assured her.