Sitting on my couch, waiting for my client to arrive. I was dressed in a very unusual outfit for me that day. You see, my client had requested something different, and because it was something that I found intriguing and titillating, I said yes.

The doorbell rang, and I get up and looked out the peephole to ensure it was him before opening the door and letting him in. I haven’t entirely stepped into character just yet, as of course, we had to take care of some business. He hands me a lovely envelope, and I just peek into it to ensure the crisp $100 bills are in there.

Setting that aside in my special place in the hallway, I drop into character. Honey, you look like you’ve had a really hard day. Here, let me take your jacket.

“I’m going to hang this up for you. You need to be taken care of.” I take his jacket, hang it up carefully in the hall, and then I lead him gently, but taking a bit of charge playfully, pulling him by the tie down to the living room. I giggle a little bit to myself because I’m dressed in this cute little baby doll outfit, the lovely little see-through shawl with pink feathers around it, and then those heeled slippers with the fuzzy pom-poms. I was playing the role of the 50s housewife but with a twist.

I get my man settled into the comfy couch, telling him how tired he must be from working so hard. “Here, let me raise your feet onto this ottoman, dear.” I say as I lean over so that he can get a really good look at my breasts.

I know he loves that. And then I settle in behind him and massage his shoulders a little bit, leaning in to snuggle my ample breasts up against the back of his head, hearing him moan from that. So delicious.

I love how excited he gets.

“Honey, you need a drink.” I moved to my mini-bar, where I had set up the glasses on the bottom shelf, being sure that I had ample opportunity to bend over so he could get a really fine look at my ass and my glistening pussy.

I was reaching for the glass, lingering a moment, pulling the glass up and fixing him a little bit of drink, taking it back to him, leaning over, and handing him the drink very seductively. I go back to massaging his shoulders, let him sip on the drink a little bit. But then I whisper in his ear.

“I have something in mind tonight, something very different. I normally take very good care of you, but I have different plans for you tonight. Is that going to be okay?”