"And I'm sure you realised that I liked guys staring at my body. I figured why not get paid for it, and get even more of a buzz from it than when they...only get a look down my top. I feel so sexy, so powerful, it's such a rush. I'm also not stupid, I know I've got a good body and it earns me great money here!" I have to admit, I couldn't argue with any of it, and she did look sexy as hell."Also, you don't know this, but a few times on nights out I flashed my tits in the club. Guys lapped it up. “It’s just so sudden. I didn’t realize you felt that way about me. Do you have the entire ten thousand dollars with you?””Right here in my pocket, Rachel,” I replied. “Are you considering my offer?””I always thought you were a good looking guy and I would like to help you realize your dreams, David,” cooed Rachel. “I think we could work something out. I’ll be willing to have regular missionary position sex with you, if you wear a condom. There will be no oral or anal sex and no changing. My husband asked him to please let him take his cum, to please shoot it into his mouth, etc. Rahul started to pump into his mouth and as he started to shoot my husbands eyes grew wide and I could see him swallowing several times. My friend had told me that Rahul came more than she had every seen. Here was my husband talking a massive load down his throat with some spilling out of his lips and down his chin. Rahul pulled out and shot the last few on his face. I was turned on but felt bad for my. I went to the door and found it had no doorknob, just a peephole. Then I realized, all I had to do was say, "Open." The peephole shot out a laser beam into my eye for a brief second and the door swung open. The door did a voice and retinal scan simultaneously. I can never get used to these new security measures! I went down the elevator to the lobby. I lived on the second floor, because I was afraid of heights, deathly afraid. Fred the doorman opened the door for me, "Morning, Ms..