"But Heather, you know you have to set an example for the others."But Heather, you know you have to set an example for the others. I can't allow you special privileges, and then expect the others not to do likewise. And, as far as business being slow, it shouldn't be after tonight." Heather got up and moved behind Maria. "What do you mean after tonight? Where are you going?" "Well, I have a dinner engagement with Mrs. Vanderheim. We are to discuss re-decorating her penthouse again. And if you remember the last time, we should end up with lots of work, and if we're lucky, a few dollars in the bank. Do me a favor will you, sweetheart? Unhook me?" Heather unhooked Maria's bra. Her hands following the straps around to Maria's heavy breasts, gently squeezed the warm flesh. Her lips nuzzled against Maria's neck. She pressed her naked body tight against Maria's bare back. Maria's nipples started to harden under Heather's touch. Maria leaned back against her momentarily, and then quickly straightened. "Please, sweetheart, not now. I really have to get ready for dinner with Mrs. Vanderheim." "Yeah, and I know what the dessert is going to be afterward. That old bitch only wants you. And she doesn't give a fuck about your decorating skills. She has to be crazy, or at least the horniest bitch in the world. This has to be the fourth time in the past six years that she has us re-doing her place. Guess she ran out of friends who can afford to re-decorate." "Now Heather, that's not fair. Okay, so she does expect a little something in return for throwing business our way, but she is our most dependable customer. And you might actually be surprised by how good she can be in bed. Just because she is in her late fifties, doesn't mean that she still doesn't feel passion. |