I wanted to hear Jessica admit how badly she wanted a big cock. My big cock.But I'd get all that tonight, I hoped.I was trying to relax a little by re...ding when I heard her approach.She knocked softly."Come in." I said.This time she was wearing pyjamas, pink with little black flowers.Cute.I put my book down and sat up in bed. I'd gone back to my usual sleeping clothes, a black t-shirt and sweatpants.She stood for a while, just looking at me.She seemed even more nervous than last time, maybe. She noticed that he was wearing a wide wedding band, and it looked like he might have gained some weight since he got married. She had decided how she was going to get him, suck him, fuck him, and this time she was sure she would not fail. She was done with subtlety and seduction. Vixen had enjoyed herself in the shower this morning and was now ready for the real thing, fully primed, her nipples already hard and stretching the thin cloth of her clinging stretch-fabric shirt. She could almost. "He needed an answer by the end of the week. It was now Wednesday and by Friday I needed to give him a yes or no. I talked to some of the other girls and my manager and they told me to go for it. After all, what was the worst that could happen? If I hated the job I could go back to waitressing.He came in at one in the afternoon on Friday and sat in the same booth he and his wife had always shared. He looked very sad. I slid into the booth across from him and told him I would take the job. He. She began to make little moaning sounds as she played with herself and sucking on me. I felt that feeling in the pit of my stomach, and my knees began to jerk. "I'm going to come," I said to her. "Come on my face," she said. I could feel my dick jerk in her hands as I came, and she sped up her own movements with her hand beneath her skirt. Little thrilling moans of pleasure or excitement came from her lips as I shot my first gush of come onto her pretty upturned face. Then, my cock spasmed.