Despite that, it was never too late to spice things up in the bedroom. I laughed at myself in the mirror and ran my fingers through my dark brown hair...trying to tousle it up a bit more. I really didn't look like myself at the moment, more like the very very sexy stripper version of myself. I adjusted the tiny little lace skirt of my French maid outfit and as I did so my heels clicked expectantly against the linoleum. Placing my hands on the counter I stared long and hard at myself. I still. Her name was Jane and she was due to call at 2pm. I'd booked her for 2 hours and hoped it would be money well spent.I'd seen a picture of her online and just hoped she was as good looking in the flesh.The doorbell rang... that was her. Already i was shaking.I answered the door and beckoned her in. Wow...the picture didn't do her justice. She was a stunning Blonde and was dressed in casual clothes that hugged her very curvy body."Hi., you must be John?". "Yes..er please come and make yourself. But however horny I felt, I turned to the wall as she came into the shower room, as I thought this is what she would expect of her "sir", although I could feel my cock lengthening and then becoming hard and erect as soon as she stood behind me and touched my back with the sponge. After a couple of minutes, I couldn't stand it any more and turned to take her arm, and it was then that she saw my erection and went dashing from the room. I didn't see her again all that day, and at dinner time. ' Greg lay on the bed, dick waving in the breeze of the still-open patio doors.“I accept the invitation and the challenge, master,” she said.Jessica learned to suck dick a long time ago. She knew how to approach and swirl the crown around her mouth, how to deep-throat a guy, how to massage the gentleman’s balls and have a finger wander to his asshole. She also knew when ‘enough is enough,’ before the event was ruined by a premature ejaculation.At the perfect time, she climbed aboard, offering.