I bent over while serving the salad on his plate so that my cleavage would be in the line of his vision. He could have a guilt-free look without worry...ng about my eyes catching him.I heard him let out a soft sigh. I prolonged the serving session for his pleasure and finally sat down opposite to him with my plate. We finished our lunch and I kept my gaze elsewhere so that he could get an unhindered view of my body and figure.I kept wondering that for how long my son has been fantasizing me,. "Honey, you are really some hot little cunt!" Franny whispered. "We can have more fun like this, but you can't tell a soul." "Don't worry about that," I answered and kissed her firmly on the lips, sealing our secret pact. "I'm really good at keeping secrets." I went home with five twenties in my purse, much wiser to the ways of the world. Anyhow, I have been their exclusive babysitter for the past two years, and I made a bundle. I serviced the mother and the father and cashed in fairly well. When I got out to the car I started to flip through the pages. In the back were classified ads for escorts. To be honest, I did not know what an escort was until I read through several ads - oh my god, these were ads for sex and there were over a hundred. I quickly found one that caught my eye - mature women, blonde, 5'6", full figured, 42DD, full service $100. Without hesitation, I found a pay phone and before I knew it I was at her apartment. She was in her mid 40s and opened the door wearing. At last, we landed and the aircraft came to a halt at the terminal."Thanks for flying with us," she said in her best professional voice.She took my hand to shake goodbye when I became aware that she had palmed me something. I dared not look until I was waiting for my luggage to appear on the carrousel.'Sophia' and a cell number was all that was printed on the small square of card.I stared at it some while and hardly noticed my luggage going around and around."Hello," she said, her voice.