"I hope you can do better than that," said Martha glaring at the girl on stage who immediately tried a little harder, without actually achieving anyth...ng."I hope so, Madame," was Jacqui's reply."I want to add a cabaret turn to get these customers feeling like buying a girl," Martha continued, "So I bought Grant the same day you arrived and I want you to do a live sex show with him." You mean fuck in front of the customers?" asked Jacqui."Yes. Do you object to that?" Martha asked her in an. "You know, one who can make you come." I felt my face burn with embarrassment, during our emails I had confided that I had difficulty maintaining an erection and that I rarely, if ever brought my wife to a climax during our lovemaking. The look of disgust that she had shown earlier returned to her face, but this time it was directed at me. Then, after a moment she lay back again very hesitantly with a look of acceptance on her face. Her gaze returned to his cock as she gasped, "Oh my. "Annette stared at her. "I always thought it was wrong," she said."Did your mum tell you that?" No but when 'that man' touched me he always told me not to tell anyone because it was wrong and people would say I was being dirty." The bastard!" said Louise with feeling. She went and booted up Annette's computer. Next she googled 'masturbation', selected Wikepedia and then 'female techniques'. "Read that," she ordered.There was a small indistinct photograph of a woman playing with herself. Annette. I am 20 years old, 5’11 tall, fair with an athletic body. I was a national level player in the football hence I love to maintain extreme levels of fitness. To be honest, I am good looking but I just have a bit a hesitation while talking to women which kind of was the barrier for me. So getting back to the story, this couple was something weird. The husband was like 5’5 tall, really small-built and ugly as hell while the woman was fucking sexy. She was like a damn goddess. She was 5’9, had.