He had two girls who would do full sex with the customers. He asked my wife what she would prefer to do. She said that she could “do it all”. Of c...urse, that made Bill very happy. He asked Janis to show my wife around.Janis took my wife down the hall, showed her the various standard rooms, most with real massage tables, and a few special rooms for use by the girls who agreed to full sex. Those rooms had an adjustable sex seat in the middle. All very clean…”each girl is responsible for her. There may be hope for you yet."She mixed the drinks and handed him a tall slender glass. It had a paperflower in it and hers didn't. That seemed unmanly but he wasn't about toupset the fragile progress he felt he was making. Just being in the sameroom with her was a thrill. And being the only one in her company wasindescribable. She sat herself on a short couch. He looked around,uncertain of what to do, until she told him, "You may stay there." Herisked taking a tiny drink from his. Just like I thought. “How does your pussy feel?” I asked her. She moaned and panted out, “So, good.”“That’s right,” I nodded. “Your cunt knows what it wants. It’s your brain that’s scared, your pussy knows just what you need.”“Please,” she pleads, I don’t know what for. We both knew what was going to happen. “What are you?” I ask her again, sternly. “A, ugh, cunt,” she grunts. “So think with this!” I said, grabbing her meaty wet pussy mound and squeezing it. “Not with this!” I yanked her hair,. The door startled him and he turned around, the sight of me, standing still in the doorway surprised him, his eyes widened and glimmered some unknown emotion. ‘Maggie’ He whispered my name like a prayer to the gods, a sweet lyrical thank you. My knees buckled at the charged atmosphere, I fell forward to the bed as he slid across it. We met in the middle, a tangle of limbs. ‘James, James you’ll never know how much I missed you.’ my voice was barely audible behind the sob in my throat. .