Chapter 2126 Virgin Gigolo Servicing Milfs:>Ep59
- Melissa had always, to date, been perfect in vetting customers. There was always that is there something fishy? about this booking, question. Is there something fishy about this contact? Melissa had said that any of her girls could walk away from any arrangement with no questions asked, but what about me? There had never been any thoughts like that with any of my direct customers; they had always been referred to me, by someone who had been referred to me, by someone whom I knew or had dealings with.
- There was something niggling in the back of my mind on this one. It was another phony police gig. Robin and I had been requested for a standing 69 for what was supposedly a retirement party. I can't say what it was that caused me to question. Perhaps the location? An office building rather than a hotel room? Perhaps that it wasn't a bachelor or bachelorette party, or a frat party, or someplace where young horny guys or girls were going to be there?
- We parked in the parking garage below the building, Robin and I getting out and walking toward the elevators, when I saw someone's head move in a car situated where whoever it was could see us as we walked by. I still didn't think anything of it, until I glanced at the front window of that car and saw two men pretending to be talking and not paying attention to us. Behind the steering wheel in the driver's seat was Joe. The last time I'd seen Joe he'd nodded and lifted a hand to wave goodbye to me as he was boning some chick doggy style while his wife was asking me if I'd like to stay around for a blowjob. I'd never seen him clothed; when we'd met originally, he'd been wearing only a mesh sack around his cock and balls, and his wife hadn't been wearing much besides a bold gold necklace that broadcast: Cocksucker.