I walked in, noticed she was still in just her panties, handed her a joint and said"Here, smoke this, I'll be right back, gonna freshen up a bit, why ...don't you meet me in the living room and we'll talk."I went to the loo and did some duty, washed my face to wake up a bit, and then returned downstairs and walked into the living room where Brenda was sitting and waiting; I noticed her right leg was shaking, probably from a case of the nerves. I wasn't looking forward to this either; I was. Finally we all came to our home and I asked where do these women live, to my aunt. She said they bought the nearby house and they shifted here yesterday. I asked her “are they married?”. She said ” ya they are married. Sudha’s husband lives in US and come once 6 months and Ritcha’s husband works for the Navy and hence he will come once in 6months too”. I asked do they have kids ….. She replied ” their kids are studying in pots convent and lives with their grandparents”. I thought to myself ‘how. She then offered me the option to stay that night, and she would invite some of her best customers to see if it would work out. I told her that that would be okay. One of the girls explained to me all that I needed to know about the club, like where to change, how the rooms were organized, how to ring the alarm if something went wrong, and all those things. They also got me in some of the nicer clothing that was fitting for the club, as I was dressed in my normal daytime clothes for the. “You invite me over, make me give you a blow job, and you’re taking another girl out tonight.” She sounded pissed, and that irritated me, so I came down hard on her.“She’s not a girl, she’s a woman. You said you were going to some ridiculous party tonight, and that’s not my scene. You want to go, go. You invited yourself over, not me, remember?”“Yeah,” she said, lowering her eyes.Ah, sweet, slutty Padma. She was the daughter of one of my boss’s neighbors, and she was an absolute dream. She was.