"Of course I do, I just wanted to give you some space, after ... what happened." There was silence for a moment as I hugged her tightly. "I didn't wan...t to upset you. I s'pose I should have handled it a bit better."I pursed my lips. "I'm ... I'm fine." She looked up and we parted from our embrace. "Abi, I don't think you're wearing any knickers."She laughed and shrugged. "I don't care."I felt my dick begin to stiffen but thanks to pants and shorts I don't think Abi noticed."I'm having a duvet. Want to come back after your appointment for round 2? Lol.’The thought was enough to get me stiff again. ‘What time is Richard due home? Andrea and the kids are out tonight.’‘Around 9ish.’‘Andrea will be back around the same time, I think. Why not have another quickie? Could be with you 5ish.’A bulge was rising in my trousers again — but, thankfully, the person coming for our appointment was running late so it subsided before we met.She turned up in a cream mid-thigh pencil dress. Great figure!. No accounting for taste, right?As I said before I work the higher end of the trade so I'm fairly used to the rich and their hangers-on coming and going but I don't think I've ever seen that many limos piled up at the end of the pier like I did that day. If that's the kind of money you find in the music business then I am definitely in the wrong line of work! There were the obligatory old rich men with their arm candy ― either trophy wives or weekend rentals ― old rich men with their pretty boys. Never being one to shy away from achallenge, Jeff decided to put Portia on the defensive.Jeff put his hands on his hips and said, "You got yourself a deal."Portia's leaned back in her chair, surprised that Jeff was actuallywilling to go through with what he had seemed to propose out of anger.Portia tapped on her chin while she looked him over and wondered abouthow to make Jeff show her he was serious.A smile came to Portia's face before she said, "Okay. Are you going tohandle your.