Sitting on a barstool gave Joan many chances to flash her scanty underpants. The bartender kept sneaking peeks at Joan's legs and breasts. A man appro...ched Joan and asked if she'd like a drink. She looked at him with coquettish eyes and said yes. He sat on the stool next to her. Joan was very animated talking to him and smiling at things he said. She shifted on her stool to sit facing him. Her dress went up a little and I could see her sexy underpants from where I was sitting. He put his hand. ” When Kate wasn’t doing breathing exercises to his satisfaction Blake would tickle her or tell gross jokes until she got with the program. As he dropped her off Blake asked “What time shall I be by to pick you up?” “You don’t have to do that, Blake.” “I want to; just so it doesn’t interfere with my practice in early afternoon I’ll be here.” “Let me have your cell number and I’ll send you a text,” Kate smiled, entering Blake’s number into her phone and giving him a big kiss goodbye. “I had. "Why yes, that is one of my stops along the way. Get your passports up to date and if we have a couple empty seats on that trip, you and the Misses can pay him a surprise visit for a day or more," I replied."We keep them up to date," Bob replied."I and one of the other girls are leaving late in the afternoon on Wednesday and flying home on Sunday night. The first trip Vicky went with me, as you saw on the shootout. I think she had a blast," I said. To a couple of shaking heads and moans. " That's it?" Susan had asked."What else do you need to know?" How should I dress?" Doesn't matter. You won't be wearing anything two minutes after you get here."And so began her new job as company whore. It probably wouldn't have been bad if her first meeting with Gordon had set the tone for he was a good lover and she had enjoyed her afternoon with him, even though she had been coerced into it. However, most of the clients and business associates Gordon made her fuck were pigs. The one she.