I have a bag in the trunk if that is your choice. Also, I would like to help you relax after your flight if that is acceptable.” She peered at me, a...aiting an answer.“How long is the trip to the hotel?” I asked.“At this time of day, we will be in traffic for at least another forty-five minutes, Sir.” She looked down again, her hands slightly fidgeting in her lap.“Then, by all means, my dear, you may amuse yourself however you choose.” I settled back to enjoy what I was sure would be a wonderful. "Let's get more comfy," she said. She slipped her dress over her head, took off her black lace bra and then her heels. I took everything I was wearing off. I looked back at her and all she had left on was the skimpiest thong. We were both horny and wanted to fuck badly. She grabbed my cock and stroked it a few times. Then she lowered her head and started sucking on it like a pro."Holy shit, that feels amazing!" I told her.I stopped her for a second and she just looked at me with a face that. Granted, only the sleaziest guys go there, but tonight I was feeling even sleazier than usual. So I responded to all the emails my ads had triggered, assuring the horny tops that I would be arriving at the ABS at 9:00 p.m. sharp, wearing only a loose fitting t-shirt, long baggy sports shorts and flip flops. No underwear or socks, and the white, long basketball style shorts were almost see through depending on the light. Clothes that slipped on, and off, effortlessly and quickly. My hairless ass. In fact, he arrived, I said: “Hi, darling.” He replied: “What’s the matter with you, Monica? You’re sweating, like agitated, tense” I said: “It’s nothing, darling, just a little dizzy.” “He said: “Oh, it’s ok. Hasn’t the gardener arrived yet?” I replied: “Oh, yes of course, the macho… sorry, the gardener is here.” My couple left for work and I dressed up in an exciting way for Alex to see me, in an outfit consisting on short skirt, short tight pants, low neck, high heels, etc., in fact,.