“I’m sorry” the gasp came “I was in my garden”.“That is fine”, he replied. “I noticed you small advert about a full body massage the s...burb and just your contact number. There was no mention of cost or address, do I have to book?” he asked. The answer now with a more controlled voice told him the cost, it was eighty dollars for half an hour, he was given the address and that she worked on the hour so she had a break of half an hour between clients. “It is now just after twelve thirty could I. At least the house needed her. The rounds of cleaning never seemed to end. After fixing a light snack her labor recommenced.She was rinsing a washcloth in the bathroom, humming a blue refrain when Chuck walked in behind her and pulled her dress up. He pushed two fingers into her cunt from behind."OHH, Chuck! Please, your hurting me." I'm going to fuck that mother." No, you can't." She jumped away. Her voice used a harder edge than it had in the past. Both were startled by it's strength.Chuck. "Do you feel adventurous enough to find out?"Marty tensed up suddenly. "You wouldn't dare!" No! I wouldn't," I confessed, "and I seriously doubt they did either." I confessed, and then put the oversized phallic back on the dresser."But, no pun intended, that brings to the next item on the list." When I suggested that one of them gave him something you said, 'I didn't see him swallow anything.'" I reached into my pocket and produced small plastic bottle half full of red syrupy liquid."Do you. Smiling and nodding yes, he said "Sure thing Bob, anytime you want me to, just let me know."During the next few weeks Mike didn't go nude but he did start wearing less and less clothes, occasionally just his boxers. I was nude all the time.I have never been bashful about being nude. But for some reason having Mike around brought out the exhibitionist is me. I liked showing myself off. There were times I know he saw my hairy butthole and he didn't complain or seem upset. In fact, I think he.