"Sorry, that took longer than I expected," she said, and I could swear that she glanced reproachfully at the stairs. She obviously knew I would be wat...hing."It's okay, really. You have a lovely home." His voice was smooth and syrupy. Like the wolf talking to Goldilocks."Would you like something to drink?" she asked. I heard a faint tremor in her voice that I didn't like."No, thank you. I don't want to be an imposition. I just want this night to be ... special; for both of us."My breath hitched.. Things were quiet from that point on until around 9PM or so when the door shot open, startling my wife and I while we were watching television.In walked Sarah, dripping wet from the short walk up to the front door. My wife couldn't help but laugh. She was drenched from head to toe."What are you doing here so early? Eric said you wouldn't be here until tomorrow," Heather quipped over to her. Sarah took her sandals off at the door. She looked stunning, wearing a little tanktop at the mercy. I rang the buzzer and waited. Eventually someone answered. I said I was from the agency. There was a pause, and with a flush of embarrassment I saw that there was a small camera above the buzzer. Clearly they were looking at what they’d ordered.A moment later the gates swung open, and feeling victorious I strode in. A butler met me at the door (a butler! - I’ve never actually seen a real life butler) and took me up a winding staircase to a lavish bathroom. ‘Everything you need to change into is. As we approached the driveway I could hear music. Kev parked the car and held my hand and whispered in my ear "you look good enough to eat".The atmosphere was great, the music loud and funky and there were lots of people dancing. The girls were mostly dressed in leather, Sam had to pick up on it "I wish I had come in my normal clothes now" she said.Then Pete came over with a drink for us both." Hi Sam, I'm glad you've decided to come"I tasted my drink; it made me choke as it was so strong.