I stood closer to him so that he had much more easier access to me. He said “Aunty, you really look beautiful “. I said “thank you son”. As he...was standing very close to me, a masculine odour radiated from his torso. I felt a desire to touch his fleshy chest. And I rested my right palm on his chest scratching his skin with my nail. His pure white skin turned pink with my nail scratches. He mechanically caressed my right boobs with his left hand while his right hand just hung on to my waist. It required an attractive, intelligent, and outgoing person. Training to be provided. Excellent pay for the right person. Well, that ad had my name written all over it so I set up an interview and knocked on the door. I was greeted by Miss Kim, a petite Asian lady who ushered me in. ~~~“So you come for job? You pretty lady.”“Yes,” I responded, “And thank you.”Miss Kim continued, “I run a very fine massage establishment and I am over my head with clients. You can help me?”“I don’t know anything. He looked at me while holding that massive thick hard black dick. It was still covered in Aria's sweet pussy juice. He stood there pointing that thing at me and the look on his face said everything as I quietly asked, "Do you want me to?" He smiled and said, "Yes" as I gladly got down on my knees in front of him, realizing that he was also shy and embarrassed about admitting he was bi. I remember glancing at the mirror in the bathroom and barely being able to see Aria in the foggy mirror. I. “Do take a seat,” the woman at the head of the table said. His Aunt sat down, and he sat into the seat next to her. She continued,” Does he know why he is here?” His Aunt shook her head. “Good. Let’s keep it that way.” He was confused as to what was going on. “Let’s jump right in, shall we?” The woman at the head of the table turned to face him. “My name is Heather, but you may call me “Mistress”’. He was confused by that, but didn’t say anything. Mistress introduced the other women and then.