It snowed all evening, again, and I have an early meeting in the morning. I’m not a morning person so I can’t wait until morning to shovel the dri...eway – it will end up with me rushing late for work. “I had to watch Kimmel…! and now I’m stuck shoveling this late. Grr.” So be it. I was already in my nightgown, a rather short one. It barely covers my ass but it’s my favorite one, baby blue and with a thin white lace ribbon holding the flimsy material up. The gown always makes me feel all. My long tanned lightly muscled legs balanced on the heels as a tribute to the movie stars. I wore a thin very short tee-shirt dress, no panties to complete the effect. The doorbell rang, I jumped! I knew who it was. I answered quickly. The girl was petite quite tiny, in fact. She was wearing a short pleated skirt and a tiny tee shirt displaying her navel and that she was bra-less, her nipples poking through the thin fabric. I’m not proud that I’d hired an escort, but you have to. More so for a lady like Lakshmi with mammoth breasts.As she started stroking me, I reached out and removed her t-shirt. The breasts jiggled uncontrollably and I placed my hands over them and massaged.Gradually, her thrusts became frenzied and the juices spilled out. Now it was slippery and she could not grip herself, so we got into the sitting position and continued the motion till we both came. She put on a t-shirt, nothing below. I wore only my shorts and we cooked lunch together, holding. When was the last time you shot your wad! Blew your load. Spilled your seed. Popped your cocky. Get it?" Timmy nodded, looking puzzled."Geez, boss, I don't know. Week or more, I guess. Why? You hungry?" He laughed."Yeah, wise-ass," Wade said, giving Timmy a sham pissed-off look. "Put it on my next salad, will you? And hold the mayo. No, dumbfuck... I need a guy for a glory hole scenario for tonight, in Studio 2 at 9 pm. You available, dumbshits--yes or no?" Yeah, I guess so. I have nothing.