As dark as it was among the stacks of boxes, I was sure they would have to pass a flashlight over me to see me. I just stood stock still and waited.Th...eir voices got closer and when I thought they would pass the intersection I was at, they went by and started getting farther from me, but I hadn't seen them.I figured out that they were in a nearby aisle. I traced the wall back the way I had come until I found an opening and raced up that path trying to catch up to them. The problem was my boots. I devoured his magnificent cock and before long was holding both sides of my head so that my ears were covered and all I could hear was the slushing sound of his cock going in & out of my mouth. Then he grunted loudly and filled my mouth with his hot cum and and I swallowed every drop. He kept his cock in my mouth until it ceased throbbing and started to soften. He then said I was a good slut & that tomorrow to start my new job I would need to meet at his warehouse. That night I jerked off at. When finished, we stepped out of the shower and she had me towel her off, again chastising me when I spent too much time on her tits and crotch. When she was dry she said “Meet me in bed, and bring that lube with you,” pointing to a tube on the bathroom counter, and then walked out. I quickly dried myself off, grabbed the tube, and scurried into the main room. Katie was lying on her stomach on top of the satin sheets (how did she rate those?) on her California King bed, grinning like a Cheshire. I was late for the London Eurostar, my taxi having been caught in the Paris traffic around the Gare du Nord. I found my carriage and stowed my bag and slumped into my seat in a daze…. phew! First class was not very full and I had the 4-seats to myself. I pulled out my mirror and brush and tidied myself a little and repaired my lipstick, smiling as I remembered how Claudia had kissed it off me last night. We’d met at a club and she’d come back with me to my hotel room. She said she was a student.