I wanted to hear my piss hit the ground. I lived in a corner apartment that was catty-corner to another property. There were usually a lot of people o...t and about, but not during the middle of the day. I dressed in a maxi dress and no underwear. As I considered what I was about to do, I could feel the familiar tingle start between my legs, and I knew that if I slipped a finger between my lips I would find wetness. I opened my back door and stepped out onto the patio looking at my surroundings.. We've both wined and dined lots of clients, and youknow it can be fun if you're in the right mood. And Phil promised hewould be a gentleman. Wouldn't it be fun to have a real date with a realguy? Isn't that something you've always wanted to do?"*Well, yeah, I've had my fantasies about being out on a date with a guy;but I never actually imagined it could happen,* I thought to myself. Anddoing it with a guy who knew me just seemed all wrong. How could it notbe embarrassing? What would I say. She should teach me everything important about the company and the profession I had chosen. As I learned very quickly, she interpreted this teaching very ... well, comprehensive...Mrs. Miller was about in her late forties I guess. She was still very attractive to me. Blond curly hair reached her shoulders - almost like a lion! -, the big breasts you could expect under her body shaped business dresses she usually liked to wear. Long slim legs under her mostly tight cut skirts, almost every day. It must have made them mad because we didn't acknowledge them so they said to my boyfriend that they were gonna fuck me when he wasnt around and they ran over and slapped my ass because I was wearing a tiny skirt that was short enough where they could see a bit of my ass. We kept walking and we walked around the park and back to our home about 2 hours later. When we returned just outside our door the 2 homeless men were there. They told me to go over to them and my boyfriend let me but watched.