I stepped aside and let her in. I offered her coffee and she said no. She was looking around and she said, "Is anyone else here?"When I said no, that ... was alone I saw the disappointment on her face, "But I guess that I could make some calls." I took her by the hand and led her over to the couch. "Here, sit down next to me and show me how happy it would make you if I were to call some people." I took my cock out and waved it at her a couple of times. "Come on Bev, show me how bad you want me to. Most of her clients could care less as long as she took off her clothes and spread her legs.It wasn’t long before there was a knock at the door. She adjusted the bra, thong and sheer peignoir and answered the door.The man standing on the stoop was rather unremarkable, average in height, waistline no longer boyish, nose a bit broad and sandy hair beginning to recede. But when their eyes met both gasped slightly, he from instant recognition and her from awareness that she should know this person,. He was turned slightly onto his side, watching me. I gazed back at him, my eyes moving slowly over his body. Absorbing the image of him stretched comfortably on my bed like some half tamed predator. Handsome yet dangerous. And oh so tempting.His eyes locked with mine, capturing me. I was mesmerized by the intensity in their depths. He smiled and opened his arms to me, beckoning. Lightheaded, I took the steps needed to bring me closer.The mirrors in my room reflected as I raised my hands. Not finished yet she pulled the dildo out and began to work it with her mouth, licking and sucking it into her hot wet mouth. As she slowly came down from her pleasure plateau she opened her eyes and noticed she was no longer alone! The young man from the house down the road was standing off the side of the porch. He couldn’t be more than eighteen she thought and oblivious to her finishing he was standing there with his eyes squeezed shut and his pants around his ankles groaning as he stroked.