Neither were in short supply. The band was playing, the drinks were flowing, I was having a great time. I finally texted Patrick, “back room of Ze...bos, 1105pm. I’ll be wet and waiting”. I hit the send button.One guy didn’t care if I was married, he was into me. He bought my drinks all night. We talked and laughed, had a great time. For his generosity I gave him a handjob. I made it conditional though, “If I give you a handjob”, I told him, “you have to leave for the night”. The husband. We were on our way.We shut shop at nine o'clock, by that time we were just about worn out. Experience would take a lot of the stress out of our day but for now we were plumb buggered. We had done a roaring trade which had done wonder's for our egos, it justified our gamble.Our first week was hectic to say the least, as we progressed things became easier a we got into the swing of things. Cheryl and Jess were handling the administration side while Dom and I were doing the hands on side. We were. "And so Alexi pressed himself against me, pushing my back against the cold patio door, which definitely made me whimper just from the cold, but I didn't get much time to think about that - Alexi brought his face to mine as he initiated a kiss, still with his hands on my tits. I reciprocated, making out with him with my ass and back against the patio door. And it only got more and more intense.It's not like I had never had some kind of feelings for both Alexi and Jonathan. We'd been friends. The divorce rate among them over the years had also been unique – near zero. The housekeepers knew of the arrangements, but were very discreet in discussing the situation with anyone.Senior VP Bryan Newman, unsure of what was going on, began to say, “We know that Saturday is not usually a day for...” He paused seeing the alarm on Chaz’ face as she stood next to what appeared to be a nervous teenager whom he did not recognize. “Well, we were hoping that Chaz...” Now, he seemed to get embarrassed.