“Not long if I know how we are,” I chuckled. “See ya in a few minutes.” I hung up the phone and loaded the pockets of my jeans with the normal... stuff, cell phone, wallet and keys. I walked to the front door and heard the phone ringing and turned to retrieve it. Jane’s voice was at the other end, still sounding tired somehow. “Jerry, how’s it going?” she asked with normal chit chat conversation tones. “Well,” I replied, “not too bad, not much going on here, the dogs are fine, the house is still. I move out of his way without touching him and go back to my earlier seat in the living room. I light a smoke and he bitches about me constantly smoking. I say nothing and stare at the blank tv. He asks if I am coming to bed or if I am going to stay up and talk to my boyfriend. I continue my silence, shaking my head as if to fix my hair. He heads to the bedroom and I know it will me mere moments before he is out cold. I glance at the clock. Fourteen minutes. That’s so very unimpressive and yet. "Of course," he said, slyly, "One's erection is always bigger and harder if someone else does it for you." I looked at him. "So you'd let me...?" "Of course, dear boy. Work away." Gently, I leaned across and wrapped my hand around Uncle Tom's big cock. It was heavy and thick, even though it was not yet fully erect. I squeezed it gently and he gave a slight groan. I turned and smiled at him. He smiled back and, placing his hand on the nape of my neck, pulled me to him, pushing his wide, thick. Cant wait to work! Jen started stripping while she waited for the first man to get into his booth. In case he wants anything to tip me for, she said with a wink. After freeing her massive tits from her bra, she unbuttoned her jeans and started to peel them off. As she pushed her jeans and panties down, I couldnt help but notice that they were wet. Excited? I asked. Very, she giggled after seeing her underwear. On the other side of the wall, we heard the booth door close, and her audition was.