I was told to dress in sweat pants and t shirt, my first appointment was a women around 40 years old, she was in the room when I walked in and she had...taken her clothes off and was laying on her stomach with a towel covering her butt. I started with her arms moved to her back and shoulders when I noticed her boobs being pushed out to the side of her chest making me think she had a big set of boobs, later to find out she was a natural 38DD. As I moved down her back and started to move to her. She poured a fresh cup for him and finished off her own before starting up the stairs. When she reached the top, she found him back under the covers, propped up on one elbow looking at her. He grinned as she handed the steaming cup to him. ‘Here’s your bag,’ she said, setting it down on the bed beside him. ‘I found this down there, too.’ She winked at him as she tossed the rope into his lap. He laughed, and took several slow sips of his coffee before setting the cup on the bedside table. ‘Hmm,. " I love it when you're analytical," he laughed."Plane below us at two o'clock," I said, noting the traffic."Got it," he answered. "Of course you realize that we'll have to have lots and lots of sex."I got a little tingle in my jeans at that thought. With Susan's marriage, our sisterhood could talk freely about sex, something we did before when Susan wasn't part of the conversation. I learned that contrary to the conventional idea in some circles that sex was a base urge that intelligence would. "I was told to meet you here..." Juliette said. "That you had a questfor me."The man came closer. Uncomfortably close now."You could say that, Juliette." And he grabbed the back of her head andkissed her.In reality, Julian closed his eyes. This was... so fucking weird. Whatthe hell was going on. He could almost feel... almost...Juliette pulled away. She looked askance at the man."What are you doing?" she said."Taking you on your quest. That's what you're here for, right?" he.