It might be fun to do a little role playing; you can pretend to be a prostitute and I’ll be your John.” “That does sound like fun! I’ll be sur... to take some ‘whore’ clothes with me.” Wow, I thought, this could turn out to be better than I had even imagined. I told her what time I’d pick her up Friday for the airplane trip and that I wouldn’t have a chance to see her between now and then. The rest of the week flew by. Michelle didn’t call Mike and I didn’t call Jacqui. Michelle’s and my. My heart was pounding and my hands trembling as panted;"I need another bath now!" I joked as I dabbed my robe against mydripping pussy, "and young man.....you need a girlfriend!" Twenty minutes later after a refreshing shower and putting on a freshpair of knickers, I strolled back into the kitchen to find Rudy only wearing his shorts and making a sandwich. "Honey," I whispered as I held him my arms around him from behind; "that was fantastic; but we really; really shouldn't do it. I want you to see what you are going to be getting. Do you know what they call what I am going to be doing?”“No, what?”“Foreplay!”She had a way of winding him up to where Tom could hardly wait for the investment meeting which was in two days. Even though he could see right now what was between Rachel legs and had visited there quite often there still was something in the way Rachel said what she was going to do that made him want to see her doing it.He had prepared for the meeting by making. I strokedhim faster then, and I could see, could feel, histhighs quiver. His stomach muscles contracted. Heopened his mouth, and with a deep intake of breath,said, “I’m gonna cum.”I could actually feel his balls lift up as he beganto cum. His cock began to jerk, and my hand wassuddenly filled with hot loads of white cum. I keptstroking, and his body jerked and spasmed with eachload of his man-stuff. It shot up and over his chest.It was quite a load, indeed.He relaxed, and I.