From what I can tell Jonathan doesn’t get that enough.I extract myself from bed. He yawns and rolls over. “Good morning.”I smile. “I had a won...erful time last night.”“Madam, so did I. Might I hire you again some day?”“I would like that.”He sniffs. “Unless of course you would be available to serve as my bath attendant this morning before I go staff the membership desk.”“I’ll be happy to bathe you.”Even though he is the client, his bath becomes more of a training session than service to him. He. I opened my mouth and we French kissed rolling our tongues around then we both swallowed. She used her index finger to swipe the corner of her mouth as she asked, “How did you like that baby?” I was catching my breath but I managed to say, “wow.” She ran her fingers up my stocking covered leg and asked, “Was that your first taste of cum?” I was enjoying the afterglow and said, “Yes it was.” She asked, “How did it taste?” I replied, “Different.” She continued,” Did you enjoy being on your knees. I moved the boxes and noticed that there was a small handle there. When I pulled the handle, it pulled back on hinges a small piece of plywood that was hiding a small hole. I bent down and checked it out. I had a bird’s eye view just behind the last women’s room stall, the handicapped stall, at the toilet. The hole was very small. It was barely large enough to get a good view, but as I stood there wondering who made the hole, the stall door opened and a young woman entered. I was transfixed. Then she turned out the lights. "I hope you don't mind." Not at all," I said. My eyes quickly adjusted to the darkened room. There was a light outside her room that lit the courtyard below. It streamed in through the window and splashed a large rectangle of light over her bed. The rest of the room was darkened but there was plenty of light to see on the bed.Bobbi came over and stood in front of me. "Tell me a good story." It starts like this; Once upon a time a man kissed a woman." I leaned.