I let my finger tips gently caress and tease him, trying to inch their way towards his dick. I pressed my face deep into his ass and conituned to lust...ully, lick his hole. He shocked me again when he gruffly said, “ok man, lay down” and then lifted himself off the table. I began to undress, without question, it wasn’t the first time a client had wanted to touch me too. “No man, just lay down” he said. I was a little nervous, but excited to find out what he had in mind and layed down on my back.. About 10mins later we pulled up out side a large house "get out" she ordered and i did as i was told.... she got out and I followed her into the house no sooner had the door closed i was slammed against the door with ease and she bit my nipple through my shirt screamed in pain and excitement she slapped my face and told me to be quite, "you are my bitch now" and she prised open my mouth and spat into it... she took a hand full of my hair and dragged me into the living room and through me to the. “Okay,” I said and turned to address her suitcases. For the most part they were both relatively ready to go. I looked around the room to make sure we didn’t forget anything and I spotted the dress and shoes she had stripped out of when we arrived. I wasn’t sure how to fold the dress. I was certain it was supposed to be dry-cleaned and just as certain that she wouldn’t want it packed with her clean clothes.After another sweep of the room, I didn’t see anything I could use, so I pulled open the. I would sooner just keep things as a fantasy than to risk geting caught, or worse bring something home to my wife. It has been over two or three years since fred has had any sexual partners so I feel safe with hime. I have know freds ex for years and one day infront of fred in a fit of rage she staed how a former friend who came out of the closet had given fred a blow job. Fred admitted this to her. I have had a twitch in my pants for him ever since. Again my wife is so boring I have been.