His comments about my breasts seemed to sexualize the situation, and I instinctively cradled his head with my left arm. I was used to the nurturing, m...therly feeling that I got nursing my son, and that was so different. He was sucking strongly on my tit and soon learned how to get the milk flowing. That’s when I realized that his suckling was turning me on sexually. He also pulled my t-shirt up over my right breast, and he was fondling it with his left hand. After about ten minutes I pushed him. She told me some absolute knock-out woman was in deep trouble, and maybe I could come by if I wasn’t doing anything.“My booty-call had thrown her usual post-coital fit, so I threw her out and came to the club. Gladys hadn’t seen you for awhile, so I checked around back. There you were, in all your glory. We Ubered home, the driver helped me carry you upstairs.”“Well... thank you. Damn, I haven’t even checked my phone. Where were my friends?”“Here ya go,” he said, handing her the phone.“Kinda. I was trying to work up my nerve to cross over to her and say "hello" when my train of though was abruptly derailed... "You Mr. Xavier?" "Pardon me?" "Jericho Xavier. Are you Mr. Xavier? Hmmmm?" I stared at the short, balding man tugging on my sleeve. Shaken from my thoughts of the exotic woman, all I could do was mutter a monosyllabic reply... "Yes". Baldy broke into a huge grin, "Glad to have you staying here with us at Jack's Inn. I'm Jack." I looked back for the woman... she had. "Taking more makeup than usual, I see," Allie remarks."Yeah, I'm gonna do my eyes tonight. I figure I'm never gonna get good at makeup unless I start using all of it. And besides, since I'm working as a whore, I might as well start looking more like one on my dates." Jill laughs."Wish me luck," she says, as she walks out the door.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Gary's in the lobby to meet her when she arrives at the hotel. "Hi, Jill," he says, "I've been looking forward to this." So have I, Gary. Are.