” She hadn’t been hearing compliments recently. Maybe sounding forced from a lover who would say love with equal sincerity. She had become the ugl... duckling again. That’s what Jim was saying. “You’re not ugly, Jane. You’ll always be pretty. I want you to find that place you found when Dr. Anderson and you yourself discovered how beautiful you are.” “You don’t find me beautiful anymore?” “Right now I find you incredible.” “Desirable?” She stroked his half hard club until it returned to its. It was a couple monthslater when he introduced me to Nicki and after that, I had no time for sexfantasy porn, the real thing was better. Much.Although, there was still a part of me that wondered what else I wasmissing.As I said, I expected a strip club, and so was surprised when we went toone of the fancier hotels in the city. I followed him into a large roomwith some tables set up in front of a stage. There were a few men in thatroom, dressed nicely, but not anyone that I knew, which was. I, however, noticed how fit and toned she was, how perfect her body was, and how much sway was in her hips. Even when running, she had that motion that I identified with a slutty, sensuous lover. I observed all this, not just from one encounter, but over the course of a week, as we passed briefly each day. She appeared to be about 10 years older than me, which suits me just fine. Monday morning of the second week, I passed through the area where I usually encountered her, but instead of running. In this room, I could see a man, attractive, probably in his forties, sitting on a leather couch across the room. From another door, a beautiful blond woman, wearing a bustier and heels emerged. "He wants you to serve him a drink," she said. She had a bottle of cognac in her hand, and I reached for it. "Haha, no not like that," she said. She grabbed my hair and pulled me down on all fours. Then she pulled my thong aside. She started licking my hole up and down, and pushing her tongue a little.