Date: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 19:21:44 -0700
From: John Black <blackhunk33@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Unapologetic Escort, Chapter 4

The Unapologetic Escort

Chapter 4


	At the gym, we had just stripped our street clothes off when the
trainer from yesterday came out of the showers.  He looked over at us and
smiled.  "Don't you need to warm up your muscles with the steam room or
sauna first?" he leered.  I looked over at Doug and saw that he was
smiling.  I looked back at the trainer and nodded.  We followed him into
the sauna and discovered that we were the only ones there.

	The trainer immediately got down on one of the benches on all
fours.  He looked over his left shoulder and beckoned us over.  "I could
use a couple of really deep, hard, bare fucks.  I assume both of you are
still neg?"  We nodded.  "Good!  I want Doug to load my ass first, and then
Mike's monster to follow up immediately.  The one who isn't fucking me
needs to get in front of me so I can eat his ass."

	"Wouldn't that be easier," Doug suggested, "if you were on your
back?"

	"Good point," the trainer smiled and flipped over immediately.
"Here's some lube to get us started," he added.  Without coaching, I moved
around and squatted over his face.  His hot breath made my asshole wink
just as his tongue touched my tight ass lips.  Only seconds later, his
tongue was deeply inside me, rimming me like the pro that he is.  I still
didn't know the guy's name, but social niceties weren't high on my list of
things to do right then.

	Doug had copied the trainer's rimming actions, but on the trainer's
hole.  He added lube quickly with two fingers and slipped his big dick up
the hard ass of our mutual benefactor.  "I hope you're watching the door
for interruptions," Doug said to me.  I hadn't even thought of that.
Doug's back was turned to the door and I was sitting on the trainer's face,
so there were only my eyes to give us any warning of impending party
crashers.  So far, the coast was clear and was probably going to stay that
way, given the few men out on the exercise floor on a sunny, Sunday
afternoon.  But, I still had to be watchful.  I glanced down at Doug's dick
disappearing slowly up the trainer's eager hole.  It made my dick jerk and
throb menacingly.  If I weren't careful, I'd nutt all over the trainer's
abs and stomach and not deep inside his ass.

	Doug leaned over the trainer's back and kissed me.  It was the kind
of kiss that love-making presages.  After our workout, maybe I'd get a
chance to follow through on his "suggestion".  His kiss was dragging me
closer to the precipice.  I knew better than to check out the fucking
action.  That kind of stimulus would make me spray a load without even
touching my dick.  Again, that's not in the script, I told myself.

	"You ready for a hot load?" Doug whispered.  The trainer moaned
something that no one understood, but Doug took as agreement.  "Here it
comes!"  With that final warning, Doug's hips slammed against the trainer's
hard ass and held him tightly by the legs.  His hips pumped furiously,
spraying what had to be another big load.  Doug tried to be quiet, but when
you hit a climax that hard, there is only so much any man can do to silence
a body shuddering during a bare breeding.

	I wiggled my ass on the trainer's face to remind him that I needed
rimming as much as he needed to be bred.  His hands held Doug tightly
against his ass and resumed slurping at my hole.  "Bust that nutt deep in
his ass," I encouraged Doug, not that he needed it.  "Lube his hole up for
me with your big load of baby batter!"

	He smiled over at me and licked his lips.  I leaned in for another
kiss.  "Love your dirty talk," he whispered in my ear.  "Use it on me the
next time we fuck.  That shit inspires me to breed!"

	"I'll sure keep that in mind," I grinned back at him and returned
his kiss.  A moment later, Doug pulled out of the trainer's well-bred hole
and pushed the fuckee's legs into his chest.  As the ass rose, Doug leaned
over and stuck his tongue up the trainer's manhole, felching out a few
dribbles of his cream.  "Save some for me, Doug," I smiled down on him.  He
looked up, but didn't stop licking at the hole he'd loaded.

	Finally, he pulled away and motioned for me to swap places, but
Doug stuffed his cum-streaked dick into the trainer's mouth while I took
Doug's position eating out some of Doug's load.  My dick was so hard that I
was in danger of spraying the trainer's back instead of his asshole.  I
released his legs and pushed my fat, long dick into his lubed ass.  The
trainer moaned at the thick invasion, but didn't push me away.  Doug moved
from getting his dick cleaned to sitting on the trainer's face.  That
muffled any protests about how deep I was going.  Another groan punctuated
my deepest penetration.  He was tight, but well-lubed.  I slowly fucked
him, using the total length of my dick to pleasure and rub against his
prostate.  I knew from the way his dick was jerking that he was getting
very close to spraying all of us with his creamy man juices.  Speeding up
my fucking caused me to hit my climax far too early.  But, there was no
turning back now.

	"Fill his ass," Doug whispered hoarsely.  "Breed him!"  My dick
jerked and sprayed a monster load into the trainer's ass.  I couldn't stop
if I'd wanted to, and I didn't want to.  "Take it all, Bitch!" Doug told
the trainer.  "You love a big dick pounding that hungry jock ass.  The
bigger the dick, the more you want the man's load deep inside your love
tunnel."

	I continued to pound the guy's ass, even though my dick had stopped
jerking.  I knew I leaked a lot of cum after I'd hit the end of my climax.
Eventually though, I pulled out slowly.  His hole leaked a big wad of our
loads.  I quickly slurped it up and shared it with Doug.  More nutt leaked
out.  Again, I licked it up.

	"Sit on my face," Doug directed.  "I gotta taste that ass, now!"
The trainer complied.  Doug made all kinds of piggy noises.  The trainer
was in sexual heaven.  His dick jerked and bounced on Doug's abs, so I
leaned over and started sucking his dick.  Seconds later, the trainer was
filling my mouth with his bountiful cream.  When he had stopped spraying
his load, I leaned over and shared with the trainer.

	"Company!" the trainer croaked and moved away quickly.  Doug and I
assumed a pose that might not fool many people, but it was too late to do
much about that.  However, the guy smiled at us and checked out our dicks.
The trainer's dick was still leaking cum and my goatee had traces of nutt
in it.  Doug's lips were wet, so he had been doing something besides
sweating.

	We beat a hasty retreat to the showers and rinsed off, giggling as
we toweled off and dressed for our workout.  The trainer came out of the
sauna and walked over to us as we'd finished dressing.  "Thanks for the
hottest fuck I've ever had.  If either or both of you want my ass, just say
the word and I'll make sure I'm ready for you," he boasted.

	Out on the exercise floor, we got on stationary bikes.  Doug leaned
over to me and whispered, "That was fun!"  I nodded in agreement.  "He's
gotta sweet ass and I love sitting on his face.  His tongue is so
talented."

	"And fucking his ass after you'd loaded it was hot!" I whispered
back.  "I love fucking in an already loaded ass.  Cum is the best lube
there is."  Doug laughed softly.  "I just wish we'd had more time to fuck
him again and felch his ass more."

	"He certainly let us know that he'd be willing to take us on again.
Maybe on a day off when we're both free, we should suggest an all-nighter
with him.  I'll bet he'd jump at the chance," Doug smirked.

	"So, is Travis as good?" I asked.

	"I think he's even better," Doug averred.  "He's gotta big dick and
loves to fuck as well as get fucked.  And he's more than eager to eat and
felch ass.  I've played with him enough times to know which of his many
buttons to push.  He's an easy lay, but he's also very demanding.  He wants
constant sex once he gets started."

	"I think between us, we'll probably be able to satisfy that need,"
I promised.

	"Given your ability to recover and how much nutt you squirt, you
could probably satisfy him all by yourself," Doug observed.

	"Well, that only happens when the guy really turns me on, like you
do, and a couple other clients like that amazing jarhead.  I could fuck
that guy and take his dick up my ass all day and all night."

	"You think he'd wanna play with me, too?  He sounds really hot and
just my type," Doug questioned.

	"Right now, he's fixated on someone to fulfill his fantasy about
the black man he works with.  However, I know that he's had a goodly amount
of experience with other men and I'm sure they weren't all men of color," I
concluded.  "Perhaps, on one of my days off, I'll call him up and suggest a
three-way with him.  He'll be able to check you out on the agency website
and decide if you might be his cup of tea, too.  All I have to do is get
his phone number."

	"We can search the agency files for that," Doug revealed.  I smiled
and nodded.

	After our workout, we hit the sauna.  Troll City!  So, we went over
to the steam room.  No one was in there.  With a shrug, we showered, put on
our clothes and left the gym.  When we got back to Doug's place, he told me
he had a proposition for me.

	"Hear me out before you say anything.  No interruptions," he
admonished.  I nodded my acquiescence.  "Okay.  We're both in the business.
Currently you're living at home and I know that has to be uncomfortable
with you being out all night and sleeping most of the some days.  It isn't
like you have some kind of job that has those hours.  So, instead of lying
to your parents, I think you should move in here on a temporary basis.
This isn't a boyfriend situation, but it will be mutually advantageous.
I'll charge you a dollar a month to make it a rental situation.  There will
be many nights when I'm entertaining a client here.  These are men who
can't be seen by anyone while they fuck around with an escort.  And that
means that when one of those clients shows up, you must make yourself
scarce.  The client must remain strictly anonymous.  That can't happen if
you see them.  So, what do you think?"

	"I accept!" I grinned and sealed our bargain with a kiss.

	"That was quick," he laughed.

	"Well, it has been getting uncomfortable at home this last week
with the hours that I keep.  I do have a full-ride scholarship, so I don't
have to work between my college years.  However, spending money doesn't
grow on trees, so I should have some kind of summer job.  That still leaves
with me telling my parents what kind of job I have that gives me gas money
and dining out funds."

	"We'll think of something later," Doug assured me.  "Now, the guest
bedroom upstairs is yours.  But, when a guest comes over, being quiet
upstairs should be okay if you remain very quiet.  I'm sure you'll be
entertaining clients yourself.  That'll be okay with me, and I'll stay out
of sight, too."

	"Okay," I agreed.

	"On another subject, you need some kind of tax plan, so you don't
get yourself in trouble with Uncle Sugar.  The agency does not withhold any
taxes as you are an independent contractor.  Therefore, you have to set up
your own way of paying taxes.  You can't wait until the end of the year to
pay as that gives you penalties and interest.  You must pay at least
quarterly.  I'll show you how I do it, but you should decide how you want
to do it, considering your own circumstances.  I file every quarter.
Because you are going to school for the next four years, you may not need
to."

	"I'm probably going to be seeing clients during the school year,
but only on weekends; and those weekends will be completely dependent on my
school work load.  Therefore, my tax burden will be random," I said.

	Doug told me how he used his tips as a set aside to pay his taxes
every quarter.  The check that he gets at the end of each week from the
agency, he used for his own purposes.  I thought it was a good idea, so I
decided to do the same thing.  July 15th would be the first payment.  Doug
showed me how to accomplish that electronically for the Feds.  The State
was still behind the curve, so that still had to be filed the old fashioned
way.

	We ate a late, light lunch and talked about sharing household
duties, cooking, cleaning, etc.  About 4:00 p.m., Doug got a call.  His
client wanted to see him at 5:00 p.m., if that was convenient.  "This is
one of the guys I was telling you about," he said.  "Totally closeted,
wants to remain anonymous, but loves sex with men, and is willing to pay
for it.  He loves to eat ass and get fucked.  If you want to suck him off,
he's okay with that, but you don't have to.  So, this would probably be a
good time for you to go home and gather up whatever clothes and personal
items you want to bring over.  The bedroom is fully furnished as is the
upstairs bathroom."  He paused for a moment and smiled broadly.  "I have an
idea that'll blow his mind.  I've had a couple of occasions where some guy
fucked me bare and then I had an appointment with this guy.  He loved that
I had cum in my ass.  Let's give him a treat, shall we?"

	It didn't take more than a nanosecond for me to know he wanted me
to fuck him.  "How many loads?" I grinned back at him.

	"As many as you can deliver in the next 45 minutes.  I'll need a
couple of minutes to get ready after you leave.  He's very punctual."

	We headed to the bedroom, stripping off clothing as we went.  "What
position do you like to fuck me, so you can cum often?" Doug asked.

	"You know I like all of them, but I think I'll do my best when
we're face to face, missionary style," I replied.  He flipped on to his
back and pulled his legs into his chest.  That ass of his is so fine that I
had to eat him out for a few seconds.  Besides, that would probably make me
nutt quicker.

       And that's what happened.  I'd been pumping his ass for less than
two minutes before my dick erupted in a string of strong jerks and sprays
into him.  His ass is so good at taking big dick.  I pulled out slightly,
so that the last dribbles of my nutt would be readily available for eating.
We kissed as I slowly finished my fuck.  I couldn't resist felching his ass
for a few seconds.

       "Don't eat all of it," he grinned up at me.

       "As deeply as I shot this load, I don't think there is any danger of
that," I countered.  "Besides, you know how I am.  The more I felch ass,
the quicker I'm ready to breed again."

       He laughed.  "Yeah, that's certainly true for you.  I still marvel
at how quickly you can recover."  He kissed me again, sharing the taste of
his ass and some of my nutt.  "By the way, it feels like you really spray
hard when you cum.  Is that normal?"

       "Oh, yeah," I said.  "From the time I could squirt a load, I've
always been shooting hard.  My first load of the day always hits me at
least as high as my face.  Sometimes, the headboard gets involved," I
laughed.  "And when I was hitting my face, I opened my mouth and found that
I loved the taste of cum.  It wasn't long after I started fucking my
friends that I started eating their holes out, because I knew I loved the
taste of my nutt.  Adding some ass flavoring made it that much better.
That's why I love to eat you out after I've bred you."

       Completely changing the subject on me, he asked, "How'd your date
with Mr. Adams go last night?  It was Mr. Adams, right?"

	"Yes, it was.  And it went as you said it might.  He was definitely
in his cups by the end of the event.  I got him home, undressed him, and
put him to bed.  He was fast asleep until the butler knocked on his door
the next morning, reminding him of a flight he had to catch."

	"So, no sex?"

	"He said he didn't want cum farts on the plane, so we blew each
other in the shower," I revealed.  Doug laughed.  "But, what really
surprised me was this super vacation package that he bid on.  He asked me
if I wanted to go to France and live in a chateau for two weeks with him.
I reminded him that we barely knew each other, but that vacation would be a
dream come true for anyone."

	"Did he have the last bid?"

	"That he did.  But, the next morning, not a word was said about it.
He probably doesn't even remember that he bid on it or what he'd said to
me," I sighed.  "But, at the time, he sure seemed serious.  He even asked
me when I could go.  I told him I was going to school on a scholarship, so
I had to be back by the first week of September.  He said he'd check his
calendar and let me know when he was available to take me."

	"You never know," Doug rejoined.  "He could still want you to go
with him.  What will you do if he does ask you to go after he has time to
think about it?"

	"I don't think that's going to happen," I replied with certainty.

	"But, what if he does?"

	"I have no idea.  What would the agency say?  Would they even allow
it?"

	"They can't say no, but they can certainly extract some funds from
him for taking you away from earning the agency big bucks on you," Doug
considered.  "I do know that he's very rich and could afford whatever the
agency demanded, but it would make no sense to piss him off.  You're aware
that he likes to fuck and get fucked, right?  So that would be expected of
you if you went with him."  I nodded.

	"You ready for another load?" I asked.  "My dicks hard again from
all this chatter and you have a sensational ass that I love to fuck and
breed."

	"You know how I am," he grinned up at me again.  "I love your long,
thick dick pounding my hole.  It's the perfect size that fits my needs.
Besides, this guy tips really well when I've had cum in my butt.  With the
amount you pump in, he'll really tip well."

	We kissed passionately, our tongue dueling for prominence.  My slow
fucking motions pushed all the way in and most of the way out, leaving just
the head inside him before I descended into his depths again.  "I'm gonna
cum again," I warned him.

	"See if you can train yourself to not slide all the way in when you
hit your climax, but make that huge deposit of sperm near the entrance.
It'll be easier to eat out, then," he instructed.

	I did my best to accomplish that.  It wasn't too difficult to fuck
him with shallow thrusts; but when my climax hit the peak, I couldn't stop
going deep.  I did pull almost out for the last couple of squirts and the
obligatory dribbles, though.  This would take training.  Maybe I'd do
better next time.  I decided we had enough time left before I had to leave
for one more fuck.

	"Sit on my face, Doug," I instructed.  "I want to pound another
load up your ass; but this time, I'll hopefully do a better job of loading
the entrance, instead of going so deep like we both love it."

	Doug complied, but added his own touch by sucking on my dick.  We
knew the combination would get me turbocharged for another round of
fucking.  "Damn!" he exclaimed as he released my dick and started eating
out my ass.  "I wanna fuck you so bad!  But, I gotta save my cream for my
client."

	"I need that thick, curved dick up my butt as much as you want to
plow me," I assured him.  "I love those creamy loads of yours planted
deeply inside me."

	Doug took another minute to suck my dick while I ate his
cum-leaking asshole.  I warned him that I was getting too close and he
needed to stop blowing me before I blasted out a load that was supposed to
squirt up his ass.  We swapped positions with him on the bottom again and
my hard dick slipping deeper inside his heavily lubed love tunnel.  With
slow, deliberate thrusts, I pounded his hungry hole.  I wanted to hold
back, but there was no way that would happen.  Remembering at the last
moment not to seed him deeply, I pulled out with only the head still inside
him.  His ass lips clamped hard around my dick and sucked me hard.  My dick
jerked and blasted rivers of spunk into him.  I shuddered and spasmed as
more sperm jetted into him.  Oh, how I wanted to ram and breed him deeply!
But, I held off to the last moment.  Feeling my resolve begin to wane, I
pulled out and jacked off the last remnants of my load and climax against
his gaping hole as it slowly closed.

	"That should make your client very happy," I beamed down at him.
"Your hole will be drenched in cum that he can lick off and if he can
tongue drill like I assume he can, he'll get a big taste of my nutt."

	"I'll be sure to sit on his face for part of our time," he replied
with a dreamy smile.  "But, after you get your clothes and personal items
at your parents, I'll call you and tell you that the coast is clear.  After
we get you settled, I gotta fuck your ass, even though I'll have fucked the
client.  I really need another shot at that perfect, brown butt."

	"Your wish is my command, Oh, Great One!" I laughed.  Doug pulled
me down for a kiss.

	"You're an incredible tease and an amazing fuck.  You'll go far in
this line of work," he added.  "Damn, he'd better be here on time.  I've
never had so much sperm inside me and so eager to get out."

	"Maybe you need to sit on my face again and take the edge off."

	"Don't tempt me.  You know how easy I am when it comes to your
tongue and my ass."

	I pulled away from him and dashed into the bathroom to wash off my
dick.  It was sticky with cum and ass juices.  When I finished buttoning up
my Levis, my cell phone rang.  I had a client who wanted me at 5:30 p.m.
Was I available?  I assured them that I was and got the address and sexual
particulars.  He wanted to fuck with me bare and wanted to give and
receive.  As he was a previous client of the agency, he was tested and
cleared.

	"I'll call you when I'm done," I said.  "There's no point in you
calling when I'll probably be in the middle of servicing this guy.  And
I'll stop by my parent's place afterwards and pick up my stuff."

	"I'll have dinner ready about 7:00 p.m., then," he replied from the
bedroom.  "Happy humping!"

	The client was a moderately tall, very slender, young man with a
very long, skinny dick with a nice head on it.  As I immediately found out,
he wasn't a very good kisser.  But, his blowjob skills and fucking skills
as a top and bottom were excellent.  We started out blowing each other.
That quickly devolved to eating ass.  I was the first one to deliver a big
load up the ass.  He flipped me over, licked at my hole again, and then
pushed his skinny dick all the way in.  I'm embarrassed to say that I took
him easily.  He liked fucking doggy style, so he pounded away at my black,
muscular ass until he drained his balls into me.  When he pulled out, I
easily flipped him over and fucked him again.  "The agency site wasn't
lying when they said that you could get hard again quickly.  Can you breed
me again, too?"

	"Easily," I smiled down at him.  He liked getting fucked doggie
style, too.  After I delivered a second load, he asked me if he could clean
off my dick by sucking on it.  I assured him I was good for that.  And if
he wanted another load up his ass, all he had to do was sit on my face and
suck my dick.  I'd be ready to make another creamy delivery up his butt.
After I pumped my third load into him, he said he was done and couldn't
take any more.  I couldn't resuscitate his dick, either.  So, with a modest
tip in hand, I left for my soon-to-be old home.

	I let my parents know that I was going to be living with someone
else and the rent was very reasonable.  He was a very stable man with a
good job in entertaining.  I didn't specify what that meant and they didn't
ask, overwhelmed by my sudden decision to live elsewhere.

	"Don't be a stranger," my dad said as I took the last box of
clothing out to the car.  My mom had a tear in her eye as I kissed her and
shook my dad's hand.  I couldn't believe that at that moment I flashed on
wondering just how big my dad's dick got and was it his side of the family
that gave me my big dick.  Many times, I'd seen him naked and didn't think
anything of it.  We had similar sized dicks and balls.  He was only a shade
darker.  I hugged them both and told them they'd still see a lot of me.

	"Doug and I aren't that great at the cooking skills," I admitted.

	"I'll teach both of you, if you want to learn how I do it," Mom
graciously offered.

	"I'll let Doug know," I smiled and left.  Quickly pulling out my
phone, I dialed Doug and told him I was on my way.  He said that dinner
would be another 30 minutes, but he was ready for me.  I was there in less
than 10 minutes.  With my clothes hung up and some personal items in the
bathroom or on shelving, we went to the kitchen and he checked on the
progress of dinner.  "How was your client?" he asked.

	I pulled down my pants and bent over.  "Wanna taste?"  He laughed
at me, but bent over and stuck his tongue up my asshole.  "He had a long,
skinny dick, but it felt like he pumped out a pretty good load."

	"Yeah, tastes pretty good," he smiled over my back.  Without a
wasted second, he pulled out his hard dick and pressed it against my wet
hole.  "But, I think you need more and something creamier with a slightly
sweeter taste."  Doug pumped and pounded on my ass, telling me how much he
loved fucking my black ass and how much cum he was about to spray into me.

	After I'd been well fucked and bred, he pulled out slowly and
felched my hole.  He spent several minutes doing that before he shared the
bounty of his slurping with a kiss.  "You're right," I sighed after our
kiss.  "Your nutt does taste better and sweeter, especially when my ass is
the origin of that special kick at the end."

	"You're such a pig," he laughed.

	"You say that like it's a bad thing!"

	"Not even close," he rejoined just as the timer went off.  I pulled
up my pants and helped him pull items from the fridge and oven.  Dinner was
excellent with just the right amount of spicing and ingredient mixing.

	"Mom said that she'd teach us how to cook, but you don't need
lessons.  I do," I said after dinner.

	"I'll be glad to learn from her.  I don't know very many recipes,
but I do know that tonight's dinner is one of the few that I get right.
However, we can't have this every evening.  We'd be as big as this house.
We can go over there on our days off and learn from her," he suggested.

	"I'll let her know.  You want to start this week, tomorrow?"

	"Sure!  And did you have other plans for your two days off?"

	"Not so much.  What about you?"

	"Well, with two of us in the house, we need to talk about
nutrition, food generally, working out, and household duties," he said.

	"Yeah, what about utilities?  I should be paying half the bills for
that," I suggested.

	"Okay," Doug replied.  "And we'll split the food bill down the
middle.  That work for you, too?"

	"Yep."

	"And we need to talk about our sexual attraction to each other.
The truth is, I really like fucking with you, top and bottom.  I like the
way you eat and felch my ass.  You're a great kisser.  But, we're in the
business of pleasuring other men, so some kind of boyfriend arrangement
doesn't really make sense," Doug opined.  "I'd love to sleep with you every
night of the week that we aren't working.  The only sure thing is Monday
and Tuesday night."

	"We won't be busy every night, will we?" I wondered.

	"I'm a known quantity, so I have a couple nights per week that have
no escort duties that go into the late evening.  You, on the other hand,
are the new kid on the block and have incredible credentials, including
your massive dick, astonishing body, and amazing skill at nutting often.
And your stunning ass makes me want to fuck you all day and all night!"

	"So, let's fuck then while we have the chance!" I urged.  As our
clothes hit the floor, my phone rang.  "Damn!" I blurted out.  I answered
it, almost snarling at the phone caller.  I had another client who wanted
to see me at 9:00 p.m.  He wanted a hard, deep fuck as well as a chance at
some body worshipping and ass eating.  He only needed an hour.

	"Part of the joy of being an escort," Doug smiled.  "The same thing
will happen when you are all ready for some serious fucking at home, but
then my phone rings.  We're at the mercy of other men's libidos.  Something
you need to be very firm about, Mike.  Some of your clients will definitely
want to see you again.  Some will want to see you on your days off.  The
answer is always no."

	"Not even exceptions for men that I give my number to and aren't
clients?"

	"Okay, that's an exception."

	"And what about those men that you fuck on the side that used to be
clients?"

	"Okay, you got me again," he admitted.  "But, those are rare
exceptions.  Don't be making a practice of that.  You have two days off per
week for a reason.  You need to rest and recharge your sexual batteries,
although I have to wonder if you really need to do that.  You're on all the
time!" he laughed.  "Do you have an off switch?"

	"Not that I've ever found," I sighed.  "If I fancy the guy, I'm up
for the encounter."

	"Could any one man ever satisfy your need for sex?" he asked with a
smile.

	"He'd have to be as oversexed as I am and be willing to fuck and
get fucked raw," I had to admit.

	"You'd best be off to your next client appointment.  Here is a set
of keys to the house.  I'll leave a candle burning in the window," he
laughed.

	"Smart ass!" I retorted and leaned in for a kiss.  He returned the
kiss, pulled my pants down and ate out my ass again.  "You trying to make
me stay here and get fucked?" I groaned as I spread my butt cheeks and
grabbed his head to push him harder into my ass.

	"Just reminding you what you're missing," he laughed as he pulled
out his dick and waved it at me.  "Now, get along and service that client."

	"Tomorrow and Tuesday, on our days off, you are gonna get so
fucked," I promised him.

	"Same to you," he leered.