I have seen husbands who have paid me for sexual services out with their wives and thought one of two things :-1) She is a hot wife - why does he need...to have have sex with me or2) She is a dog - I understand why you need to have sex with meBut is seeing a hooker, prostitute, escort cheating on the wife - especially as 99.9% are shut down now ??Lets remove the money side of things - lets assue that a girl gives her time free of change.Men have sexual urges - they have desires, many of which. He was slightly embarrassed that she said it loud enough for the other man to hear.She kept saying, "Gimme the spades, come on baby." Then, she said, "You know, I should get a Spades tattoo, honey. What do you think?"The black man was listening to all of it. He looked over at her large breasts and something definitely stirred in his pants. She was probably one hot fuck, he thought to himself.Julie noticed his glances, and undid another button on her blouse. She looked over at the man, and. “We need to talk,” Carmen said as she brushed past me. I stood a moment longer before closing the door and turning around. Carmen walked into the kitchen, which also served as the dining room, and took a seat at the table. My eyes lingered on her legs, now crossed so that the skirt rested well above her knee. “Aren’t you going to offer me a drink?” “Sure,” I said slowly as I walked to the table. “What would you like? Hi-C, pink lemonade, a glass of root beer with a scoop of ice cream?” . "Well you certainly fooled me! When you greeted me at the door just now, I really did think you were a woman!" she replied, "I know I wanted to see you as a woman, but I wasn't ready for anything like this – you're... beautiful!" Thanks!" I replied coyly."That is... if you really are Steve?" she added, "You could be Steve's girlfriend, and this could be some sort of hoax!"I smiled back at her and slowly lifted the flap of my wrap-over skirt – totally exposing my suspender-framed cock and.