Good shoes. Check. Hooker bag. Check. “Bye Fran, the cab’s here.”Cabby said he gets very few calls from my neighborhood. I had to agree. This wa... a first for me. The meter said $18.20 when we arrived. He got a 20. We shared thank you’s.I walked toward a comfortable looking house in a pleasant neighborhood. Sam opened the door for me. Normally this would be the time to kiss a client. Somehow a non-sensuous hug seemed more appropriate. He held me for a long time.He started, “My wife...” then. .."Jane needs to touch her husband's penis," the voice said a third time.I need to touch his penis!"Jane needs to touch his penis at least four times a day."I need to touch his penis at least four times a day!"Whenever she is close to her husband, Jane wants to constantly touch and squeeze his penis."If only I could touch and squeeze his penis right now!"Touching and squeezing his penis brings pure joy to Jane."Mmmmm ... Yes! Yes! Jane's sex was overflowing now."Jane's hands tingle with the. .. well ... okay then, let’s plan something for next Saturday ... okay?”“Are you sure you wouldn’t like to get a head start today?” she said with a sly grin.There was no mistaking her intention. She’d made up her mind and she didn’t want to delay the decision any longer.“Do I need protection?”“Nope. I want the real thing, Nick. No substitutes will be accepted,” again with that knowing smirk.“Do you want to get anything from your apartment?”“No! Just find us a place, Nick. I don’t care if it’s. My straining erection popped out and slapped against my taught belly, droplets of precum flew through the air almost in slow motion. My cock throbbed its approval for its freedom. I was beyond aroused. I was simply desire incarnate. I found myself walking over toward Cindy, leaning down and begin to lick the juices off her bare bottom. I buried my mouth in her ass and slowly rub my face slowly from cheek to cheek in her fresh sticky saccharine syrup. I wanted her cum all over me. In my mind’s.