My first outfit was a black and purple corset, with thong panties, stockings and garters. I felt like a sexy dominatrix, I hoped Mason would like it. ...I posed as I was told and waited for the camera flashes, but Mason was nowhere in sight.I heard someone say, "Mason's running a little late today, so Nadia will take his place until he gets here." An older woman stood behind the camera, lips pursed, looking annoyed at being there. I couldn't help but feel down about it. I certainly wasn't going to. She was on her knees sucking my cock faster than I could believe. I lucked out- she had a condom in her purse. I pulled my pants down, pushed up her dress and was inside of her. It was passion at first stroke- I honestly had never fucked a more animated, verbally filthy, begging women- Karen had the first of a number of orgasms within minutes of riding my erection. When I was ready to cum she dropped down, stripped off the rubber and had me blow my load into her mouth. After that we met nearly. Debbie noticed, of course. “Alright,” she said in a more businesslike tone. “As much fun as I am having, we need to get you back to bed, I think.” She reached for the soap and began to lather me up, starting with my shoulders and chest, then under my arms. She kept in close with one arm wrapped behind me for support, and soon she was as soapy as me, as well as wet and naked. I groaned as her hand slipped down to my lower belly, sending tingles of electricity into my groin. She stopped, concern. Our manager was in the office, going over the days business, counting money, and doing paperwork.I had finished my cleaning for the night, and wondered up front looking for Krissy. If we left at the same time, I usually walked her to her car, what with it being dark and all. She was nowhere to be found in the front of the restaurant, so I walked back to the restrooms, figuring she was cleaning in there, as she is supposed to at the end of the night. The men's restroom was empty, so I opened.