”Mac shrugged. “Damian, I’ve traveled on your flights numerous times. So, I assure you that you won’t offend me.”“Well,” Damian hesitate.... “It just seems to me that you’ve inducted several of your previous escorts into the Mile High Club. I wondered if, perhaps, you’d like to do the same for your gorgeous wife. I’d be happy to create a bit of a diversion if you’d like to slip into the lavatory with Ms. Remy, I mean Mrs. Stewart. It’s certainly not my place to say so, but I think she is far more. If a guy wanted a hooker there were always a couple at the bar or one or two playing the slots so he could strike up a conversation. The better ones stayed in the casino hotel and usually serviced two to three "clients" a night at about 200 bucks each. The first encounter covered expenses, while the rest were profit. A good hustler could make 6 to 10 grand a month.I turned around, ready to read her the riot act but was surprised by what I saw. She was a very attractive but plain woman, tall. He stepped forward and began rubbing my nipples. I moaned. He lifted me and put me on the bed. He then pulled off his shirt, revealing his tight, six-pack abs. I could see the bulge grow in his jeans. "Lay back," he said, "relax. I'll take care of you." He pulled my jeans and panties off in one and began eating me out at a fast pace. I moaned and pushed his face deeper. "Yes, Devin, yes!" I screamed as his tongue explored every inch of me. He stopped and kissed up to my face, ending the trail. He put his arms around her neck and kissedher gently on the lips."I'm not upset Zoe, far from it. I was quiet because I was thinkingabout why I love you so much." Why do you?" asked Zoe, her voice just a whisper."I'll show you," said Dee and he pulled his chair around so that he satjust opposite to Zoe. He put his elbow on the table and raised his hand."Let's arm wrestle," he said."Really?" asked Zoe in surprise.Dee nodded so they engaged hands and on a count of 3 started. 8 secondslater Dee's.