Chapter 2139 Virgin Gigolo Servicing Milfs:>Ep72
- "Going to work tonight?" I asked, reaching over and caressing Robin's bare breast, my fingers naturally closing onto her nipple.
- "Uhm, yeah," she responded, stretching both arms above her head before rolling towards me. I raised my arm over her body, and she snuggled into me. I had just made love to my wife and she had, in effect, told me that she was going to fuck someone else that night -- for money.
- We had discussed sex outright in the past. What positions "we" liked. What really turned us on, or turned us off -- and we both admitted that talking about fucking with others for a living was somewhat of a turn-off. Instead, we somehow naturally began referring to paid sex as 'our work,' or 'going to work,' or 'making a living.' Perhaps it was just a euphemism. Perhaps it was hiding from the truth. Or, perhaps, it was just like any other couple. We get up, go to work, come home, have dinner, pay the bills, go to bed, have sex with our spouse, sleep, wake up, and do it again tomorrow. We don't necessarily tell our spouse all about what we did as an electrician, plumber, mechanic, or insurance saleswoman -- just that we 'went to work.' We know that the electrician may have handled some dangerous wires, we know that the plumber may have had his hands in raw sewerage, we know that the investment banker may have handled a two hundred and fifty million dollar investment today, but for the most part we don't talk about those things. More often than not, when we got together, our opening words were "How was your day?"