..”I shrugged. “It was fine. We left them in the car for a while and went for a walk. We talked and stuff. It was nice.”“And stuff?” She was... grinning.“You’ve already spoken to her haven’t you?”She arched an eyebrow and her pupils twinkled in answer.I smiled. “So we kissed. Big deal. It was a date, wasn’t it?”“You know she’s had a crush on you for a while, don’t you? That’s why she felt she had to speak to me on Friday. I can’t believe she thought she had to ask my permission.”“No, I didn’t know. Her hips gyrated, helping his fingers in her warm, wet cunt, to press and massage her inner walls. Washing around in her juices, before she felt it again. 'SLAP', as his free hand connected against one of her ass cheeks."Ooh!" Gina moaned as she flinched.'SLAP' as he struck her again, all while continuing to finger her tight cunt. Her hands gripped the far end of the desk, where she started to gently roll her body back and forth. Her breasts, beneath her light silk blouse, rubbed across the top. "Madame gazed into my eyes then pulled me into a hug. "You will be fine, I know you will. I want you to enjoy tonight, This is the beginning of a new life. Don't look at it as work, or a client, look at it as something you enjoy. I know you love sex… believe me, you were wonderful."Stepping back, she grinned and told me to scoot. “Go, take a long, soothing, hot bath.” In my room, I thought about everything that was about to happen. Entertaining men, my future being set, what the hell does that. The camera was aimed to the bed, but I could not see his face. Anita's beautiful face was a mask of terror as she was laying face down, legs sprawled across the bed. Very slowly, the stranger lowered himself on top of her. I could barely hear a whimper of fear coming from her."Don't worry bitch, I'm not going to hurt you, I'm going to make you feel real good." The deep masculine voice indicated me that this bastard stranger was going to **** my wife in our own bedroom. Apparently, the intruder.