We lay there on the bed and when Jane ran her hand between my spreadlegs and touched my compressed genitals, it was a strange sensation.It turned me o...; of course, anything turned me on with her.She played with my body. She rubbed cream on my legs and my arms andthen had me turn over and rubbed it on my bottom. All that attentionwas getting me hot and really bothered. And when she rubbed the creamon my nipples, I about hit the ceiling I wanted to finish so badly.But Jane made me have an orgasm. She also fell back on the bed. We didn’t say anything to each other. For quite some time we stayed silent. Just catching our breaths.Soon it dawned on us. What we had done. I wasn’t embarrassed at all. I felt like a rockstar! But I think she felt embarrassed. She mumbled something and went to the bathroom to wash her face.After she got up I saw a huge stain on the bedsheet. It was our juices. I smiled. I was proud of myself. She came out. She got on top of me and gave me a long kiss.“Thank you.. Well here she stood at the door in an extreme version of this business woman look, wearing impressively tall black heels, a skirt that was definitely not safe for work and a white button down blouse that wasn't buttoned until a few inches before her tits, a black lace bra was visible with an almost impossible amount of cleavage. She was wearing glasses and a look that was very business like, as if she was my boss and I was in for it. But there was something else a hint of something to show that. “You’re welcome to stay, of course,” Jessica told her. “I just figured you’d have another appointment, or something.”Erica smiled. “No, I don’t have another client tonight. And I like it here. I figured I might spend the night, if that’s OK.”“Well sure,” said Jessica happily, and called down to room service for a bottle of brandy. Afterward they spent a couple of hours lounging around, drinking and talking.As they talked Jessica realized that, without being conscious of it, she’d assumed that.