Dinner is almost ready!" I do a slow teasing spin for you before going back to making dinner, calling over my shoulder for you to go get cleaned up. Y...u slap my ass as you walk by, seeing me smile softly you know you're in for a fun night. We eat in quiet peace talking of work and our days, but we keep the small talk to a minimum since we both know what comes after. "So..." you look at me as I clean away the table. "What's for dessert?" I turn around slowly, grinning. "Why me of course!" I. His cock against my bottom makes me want to…No! I can’t! I have a performance to video. For my husband. “Sit down!” I breathe.Mark is reassuringly obedient. I position myself on the floor in front of the laptop, making sure that my boobs and only my boobs fill the screen before hitting record.“Good evening,” I say, sounding more seductive than I can ever remember myself sounding in these circumstances. “I thought you might like a nice close-up of my breasts. My big, shiny, glossy, oily. ” “Okay, I’ll tell you.” Amber shuffled her seat and moved a few inches closer to him across the table. “Well, we have this thing that we do, like, in bed, very intense, amazing really. It’s probably been the best… sex I’ve ever had, with anyone. It was just something we started together and now John doesn’t seem to want to do it anymore. I’m kind of worried he was going off me because I liked it so much and wanted to do it so often. I don’t understand it. It was always really. Never mind as this is your first visit I am sure we can accommodate you fully!"As she said this she seemed to stress the word accommodate as she seemed to open her legs a touch wider. My mind went into overdrive as she led me into the private booth. Just before she closed the door she turned and asked if I minded if the receptionist; help as she was trying to learn the ropes as a beauty therapist. I never hesitated in allowing her to help; and boy was that one of the better decisions I took..