She knew this was what her husband wanted. She wasn't sure now, who the interview was for. "Was she going just so her husband could get his jollies of... by watching her squirm in humiliation and embarrassment in front of a stranger, or did he really want her to get this job?" she wonderedShe basically seemed to wave the lipstick over the front of her lips, not really caring whether it landed or not. She wore no make-up other than that. She didn't really care whether she got the job or not. She. Two weeks later just as I promised I have organized two men for Sarah’s pleasure - and perhaps mine. “Twenty-five and Fifty for you next Sunday Sarah,” I tell her rather pleased with myself as I have her full attention.“Why do they have nick names like that?”“Fifty is one of the gym trainers, he is fifty-years old, super fit with a thin mustache that makes him look like a classic rake. And I almost forgot, he is renowned for his oral sex skills.“Twenty-five is nicknamed for two reasons, his. But today, I am going to have the very best of both worlds!” She laughed and I felt her teasing her set thick pink labia lips with my dick, sliding the tip up and down the fleshy petals and even tapping her clit with my bulging head.Time had no meaning but I do know that she took her time teasing both herself and me with my tied off cock and then she leaned forward and slowly lowered the other weight over the edge of the bench and in so doing pulled my tightening balls down and away from me. Eventually his hands wandered above her knees and her hips again tried to thrust out for more contact. Closer and closer his hands worked their way up her thighs. He was standing between her spread legs with a clear view of her most private of privates and I was ready to shoot a load just watching him. Then he moved to one side of the table so he could reach higher yet.Paul paused for a moment, looked at me with a questioning look and I gave him an affirmative nod. He smiled, turned back, bent.