I blushed and kept quiet. “Text me anytime” she winked as we ended our lunch. In the evening I couldn’t control myself and texted Sonia, “I th...ink I want to meet Mr. Jim perhaps for a lunch”. Sonia immediately texted back, “Sure when do you want?” I replied but I don’t want to go with your reference. “I completely understand”, Sonia texted back and wrote Jim takes lunch at Felix restaurant sometimes, try your luck and here is his picture btw Jim likes women who are bold and confident. I saw his. Then she switched to sucking and nibbling on Jenny’s engorged clit. Jenny squirmed, “Fuck, yes! Such a good girl! Suck that clit!”Kimmie felt an additional brush start-up and realized that her own clit was now being stimulated. Her body rocked as she felt her orgasm building.“Don’t you dare cum until you make me cum, slut!” Jenny demanded.“Yes, Mistress,” Kimmie responded. “May I use my fingers, please?”“Use whatever you want but be a good girl and make me cum!” Jenny said sharply, her own. When I returned with her second drink I continued, “And this silly dare of your’s?”“You’d really like me to tell you?”“Yes, please. I’d love to hear it. I love hearing all the interesting stories here…”I suppose I should give you some idea as to the situation. You see, I was hired a few months back to work Thursday evenings behind the bar at a very posh, very exclusive swingers’ club in a beautiful old mansion. The pay and the tips are fair, but the stories and experience are well worth the. Me – are ek kaam hai chota sa 3 4 hrs ka.Mami – haa karungi jo kahoge , kya karna hai.Me – kuch nahi bas jis din mai bulaun mera bister garam karna hai , ek din ke 500 millenge.Mami – ( gusse me ) tumhara deemag kharab hai kya , nikal jao yaha se , mujhe kya samajh rakha hai , aaj ke baad yaha aaye to sabko bata dungi ye baat .Me – are mami gussa kyu hoti ho , Dekho mujhe pata hai mama tumhe na Paise deta hai na khushi , mere se dono millega , aur rahi baat gharwalo ki meri image aur tumhari.