Area. Mr. Rich, she thought, has done this before. The V.I.P. area, in spite of the fancy name, was merely a section of 10 private booths along the ba...k wall that was corded off with velvet ropes. The booths were each walled on three sides and had a heavy curtain in front. Inside there was a padded bench with a back that went from one side to the other. It was big enough for two to sit but Mr. Rich sat in the middle.He introduced himself. Coincidently his name was Rich. "Don't call me Dick" he. Main toilet karne ke liye bahar aaya to dekha ki meri sapno ki rani bahar akeli baithkar apna kaam kar rahi main usse majak kiya karta tha main toilet karke aaya or uske paas diwan bed per baith ker uske hath per chuti Katne laga to wo mana karne lagi ki bhaiya mat karo mujhe kaam karne do fir main gudgudi karne laga usne fir mana kiya main nahi mana wo apna kaam kiye ja rahi thi fir maine moka dekha or uske boobs per hath lagaya to Usne ak dum palat ker meri taraf dekha or maine hath hata liya. She has a small desk with a computer facing the door. She sets her glass down on the desk as she walks around it and finally sits on the chair. Her head disappears behind it as the sound of a desk drawer open then shuts. She reappears with a envelope in hand, and extends her arm to hand it to me. I walk closer to grab it, and as I reach out to take it, she pulls the envelope back towards her with a playful smile. That's when it clicks in my brain what's happening (again, I'm pretty slow most of. I mean, she’s beautiful. I never thought about girls…like that…but I couldn’t turn away. I saw she was close and she just kept fingering herself, harder and harder. Finally, she came, squirting all over her fingers. I was so hot watching that. Then, she lifted her fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean.” She took a deep breath and then continued again, slightly more at ease. “I was horny as hell after that, but had no way to relieve myself. I just kind of walked back out the door and went.