I met her at some party.”“No shit? I thought Saul hired you.” I told him that I had interviewed with Saul but that my dad had gotten me the gig ...through Dana. “Well,” he said after I finished. “That changes things.”“Changes what?”“Look, Dana owns a male escort service, which is very lucrative and very off-the-books. She caters to women with particular tastes.”“What kind of tastes?”“Look at me,” he replied. He leaned back into his chair and opened his arms for inspection. “Can you guess what. A soft moan slipped from her mouth, feeding his craving for her. Joe returned and placed the drinks on the table, interrupting their ardent kiss. Joe stood there for a bit, making small talk. Slightly winded, Sarah entertained his conversation. John sat smiling, nodding his head from time to time. His attention was more instilled on her thigh, his fingers edging higher up her leg. Sarah squirmed imperceptibly, her pulse racing. Reaching under the table, she placed her hand on his, hoping to. On our trip that day, the wife would find ways to place her hands on me ever so slightly and politely. It may have been a touch of the palm there, or an arm around the shoulder here. The ride back was quite interesting. She was in the passenger's seat while I drove, and she laid her seat back to where her husband was. Without much warning, he began kissing her passionately and sliding his hands down her blouse. She reached over and took my right hand and pulled it to her, placing it on her. There was no telling how long before she’d take them off again.“Andy, you aren’t going to buy Tampax ... I’ll get it.” Well, that was it for his seeing her breasts. Still, he could have her company. And, implicitly, she was agreeing to stay.“I’ll walk you to the store.” She got dressed, and they went to the drugstore. Afterwards, he put his laundry away and gave her hers to put away. The box of Tampax went into the same drawer.She slept with him nude, but she insisted that he couldn’t touch her.