It’s not as if we really are married. Why should you care?” I did in fact feel a little hurt by his words. Why did he spoil such a good night by b...ing so moody? “You think I’m jealous? What is it with you?” He straightened his back and looked at me as if he did not know me. “It’s true you look like a girl, but you begin to take offense like a girl too.” I left his lap and stood up in front of him, brushing back a stray lock of hair. I was really trying to enjoy this night, but he obviously had. In the 4 or 5 steps it took her to walk from the door of the room to the edge of my bed I had gone from cock-sure teenage stud to nervous wreck. My pulse was racing, my mouth was bone-dry yet my cock was screaming "please touch me".Mrs B told me to turn onto my back so she could place the tray over my lap, another thing that caused me brief anxiety as i knew she would being able to see my bulge through the thin summer duvet i was laying under. She pretended not to notice when she placed the. "It was worth the wait," she slipped a finger into her pussy and licked off the cum."What do you want to do now mistress?" I asked."I know a woman who does my pussy and I'm due a waxing and a manicure. I'd like you to come with me," she said."Yeah okay," I said.She dressed herself in a short skirt and a low cut top. I put on my chinos and t shirt. We got into the car and drove to the waxing place.The receptionist smiled, "ah Miss Anderson. Here for the usual?" Yes. Is Danielle here?" Yeah she's. Soon I could feel myself hitting the back of her throat as she began to bob her head up and down on my cock"Ohhh God Megan, don't stop" that only encouraged her as she seamed to pick up speed"Fffffffffuck M-M-Megan I'm going to CCCCCCUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMM" she took me out of her mouth at that exact moment and kept jacking me off as I came, load after load spurting onto Megan's perfect face. As soon as I came off my post orgasm high I looked down to see Megan scooping my cum off her face and popping.