I smile at the assistance and she says ‘hello again – is there anything I can help you with?’. I say I’m fine, I know where I am going and wha... I am looking for. I lead my boy down the stairs and both his eyes and cock pop out with the excitement. Around us is a den of wall to wall bras, stockings, knickers (French, g-strings, crotchless, lacy, latex), corsets, babydolls and at the bottom some costumes (police girl, slut, maid, school girl). He pulls me close and whispers that I know all the. I believe with a maid, there is apurely raw sexual interest in the relationship and hence the experience is morepleasurable and that much more rewarding. I found my maid to be moreexperimental in bed, willing to do different things to spice up the session andprolong the time before we finally climax.My theory is, sex is only ainitial level of curiousity and primal urge a man has. But once he experiencesit regularly, like anything else it can soon become boring one must mix upthings in bed. Still, as long as he was there, he figured he wanted to do a good job for them. While he knew he was in a financial position to kiss them off, he felt he wanted to maintain some contact, at least until the still unnamed fantasy novel was established. That could take a year or more; in the interim he needed the job to keep some order and stability to his life and finances.As usual, he parked the Chevy in the parking lot at Shae's studio on Friday morning. It was tempting to head in and try to. Sam lay down on the seat and Bill straddled him head to toe. The men were too tall for the length of the seat and they had to bend their knees to fit. They had been waiting for this all evening. If they had had a chance to speak before their encounter, Bill would have told Sam how a few days ago he had sucked a younger man in a stall at a truck stop and Sam would have admitted a mutual masturbation session in a dark alley a few weeks back. Both men were horny and were experienced cocksuckers..