It wasn't a bluff; as Ethan she had twisted the rules a few times inwinning cases. What would make it more difficult for Ethan to figure itall out was...that each incident by itself wasn't that bad; but added upthey could ruin him. Ashley would point out one of the examples, before she left the firm.She would then let Ethan know that all she had to do was place a fewcalls and she could ruin him. She would also let him know that she wouldonly do this if he acted first. She also hoped that this. An hour of a professional teasing out the stress from your muscles is just what you need after a long day at work.You dial the number, and find that he is free immediately and will be with you in forty five minutes. Just enough time for you to slip into the shower.Thirty minutes later, you are ready. Your thinnest G-string and a thick woolly bathrobe are all you decide to wear. After all, the advertisement did say no restrictions, so why not get your arse pampered while you’re at it?Your pour. A couple of hours later I went to the bathroon and on the way to the bathroon is her room past the bathroon, I still had my cock hard and my balls were boiling hot. I opened her room door slowly and there she was on her bed on her belly with her succulent ass for me to see, I walked into the room and tiptoe to where she was, she couldn't hear me because she had her headphones on, I stood up behind her enjoying the view of her well formed ass, but before she noticed me I just got on top of her. “Listen to what George says:”Dear Mistresses:I’m writing to nominate my master, Douglas Whitfield, for consideration as a consort. He’s tall — six feet, three, well built, good looking and reasonably intelligent. Formerly a major in the Special Air Service (SAS), and then both an investment banker and a private investor in the City of London, he is now at loose ends. In the SAS he ... I’m sorry, mistresses, but I’m really not at liberty to tell you what he did while in SAS, but he has six.