You know damn well that I can give the best blow job you'll ever have." Shut up, cunt. You know that no girl works this hotel without my OK, so if you...want to keep getting the jobs, you have to pay. And putting out for me is just a part of the price. You can go to some cheap dive any time you want, I'll even give you a reference but you know you won't be getting big spenders and big tippers like you get here."I wondered if I'd ever get up the nerve to bite his fucking cock off. Probably not.. He wasn't. "Forty for a suck, sixty for a fuck. They don't take long so you can charge a little less. I sat frozen in my seat. "Get moving before he leaves," he said pushing my shoulder. I opened my door and headed towards the man.He was older, as most guys are, and unshaven. I wasn't sure how to start it off so I asked him if his name was John. "It's Henry," he said tipping his hat towards me. "Why do you ask?" Oh, you just look like this guy I know named John." He smiled and I glanced towards. "Yes they do. If you weren't married, your dance card would be full every weekend." Stop it! You're embarrassing me." No I'm not. You love it. Now, you look like you lost your last friend, which is impossible, since I'm right here. So ... what's bothering you?" Everything," groaned Claire."Oh, come on. It can't be that bad."She suddenly went very still, and her face sobered."It's not John ... is it? He isn't having..." An affair?" Claire finished the sentence for her, but kept it as a question. Then he did something he’d never done before, he locked the door. I thought ‘strange’. Then he was back, as I opened my mouth so he could examine me, he was chatting away. He had to keep moving around his surgery as his assistant wasn’t there, eventually he moved his tray closer to him. After a few minutes he said “All you need is a polish”.As he leaned over to his tray his crotch was very close to my face, as I glanced at him I’m certain I saw his cock harden. After he’d done this a few times.