Claudia and Mr. Franklin looked at each other and smiled.
"What did you think of the experiment?" Claudia asked playfully.
"Well, I thought it was pretty interesting," Mr. Franklin observed. "Do you think they had more stamina than you were expecting?"
"I guess so," Claudia replied with a smirk. "When I think of stamina I think of...," Claudia's voice trailed off as she realized she might be getting herself into some hot water here. It had been a wild night. She just had amazing sex with Mr. Franklin. He was very controlling and she liked that. She found herself unable to resist obeying his commands and suggestions. He made her feel wild. She let herself go around him. He had just directed her to let two guys put their cocks between her breasts. That was much further than anyone had ever pushed her before. Claudia had a dilemma on her hands. Was Mr. Franklin going too fast for her? Would slowing down give him the impression she was too young for him?
"What were you about to say about stamina?" Mr. Franklin quizzed Claudia. He was trying to read her thoughts.
"I meant in terms of sex," Claudia declared, mustering as much confidence as she could.
"Oh," Mr. Franklin offered. "Well, you impressed me with how you worked some magic."
"That was easy," Claudia boasted. "This dark blue lipstick and matching bra made me feel pretty devilish."
"You did a good job talking dirty," Mr. Franklin praised. "You caught on to my hint right away."
"Well, the lipstick tube vibrator you stuck in me played a part," Claudia pointed out as she started to blush. "Trey and Bowman lasted longer than I expected."
"You still have some learning to do," Mr. Franklin remarked. "Don't forget they were not free to do as they pleased. I was in charge of all three of you."
"I have more to learn?" Claudia asked. Her competitive streak was starting to kick in. "I thought I did pretty well. I would have handled them on my own."
Claudia and Mr. Franklin continued their conversation as they ate their dinner. The food consisted of several exquisite Italian dishes. Risotto rice balls covered in a cream sauce was the highlight for Claudia.
"So what is this place?" Claudia asked.
"It has many names," Mr. Franklin whispered. "I call it the club."
"Club? Seems more like a restaurant," Claudia opined as she looked puzzled.
"If you are not too tired, I will show you around," Mr. Franklin offered. "You really haven't seen anything yet."
"What about this?" Claudia asked. She pointed her fork towards herself. Her silk shirt hung open and was missing most of its buttons.
"You look great," Mr. Franklin said with a grin. "Didn't you bring a coat?"
"I did, but I gave it to the guys at the door," Claudia answered. She wasn't sure if she wanted Mr. Franklin to invite anyone else into the room.
"Do you feel the cum drying yet?" Mr. Franklin inquired confidently.
Claudia bit her lip as she recalled Trey and Bowman feverishly stroking themselves as she pouted her dark lipstick covered lips in their direction. Her nipples started to get hard. "I can feel it."
"Good," Mr. Franklin declared. "Don't worry, it's getting late. There won't be too many people about." He got up and motioned for Claudia to follow him out the door.
"If you insist," Claudia sighed. She wrapped the lipstick tube/vibrator in her black bra and placed them in her pants pocket. "Where's the remote for the vibrator?"
"I've got it," Mr. Franklin responded. He tapped his coat pocket to indicate the location.
Claudia held out an open hand and inquired, "Don't I need that?"
Mr. Franklin grabbed Claudia's open hand, and pulled her into the hallway. He grabbed her chin with his other hand and kissed her passionately as he pushed her against the wall. "You need the remote now?"
"Maybe I just want to put on some more lipstick and feel how it vibrates," Claudia said seductively. She observed the lights in the hallway were no longer on. She was feeling secure in the darkness.
"Well then," Mr. Franklin said, as he reached into her pants pocket. Pulling out the lipstick tube, he continued, "It's still perfectly functional on its own."
He twisted the base of the lipstick tube. It started to buzz and hum. "Allow me," Mr. Franklin asserted as he drew a small circle on Claudia's collarbone. Then he handed her the lipstick tube. "Your lips could use more magic wax."
"Wow, I can't say I have ever applied lipstick with a vibrating tube before," Claudia observed.
Mr. Franklin brought his face close to Claudia. He moved the tip of his tongue up and down her lips. "Did it feel as good as my tongue?" He was beaming with confidence.
"No. Your tongue is superior on both pairs of my lips," Claudia moaned. "Are you still hungry?"
Mr. Franklin pushed himself against Claudia. He had her pinned against the wall. She could feel an erection stirring in his pants. "You give me a hunger that is hard to satisfy," he whispered into her open mouth.
"You don't have to hold back. I am very mature for my age," Claudia uttered as she started to squirm. "Gotta make up for lost time due to the pandemic."
"I see," Mr. Franklin noted. "Maybe you are a fast learner. You are daring me. I like that."
"I like seeing you get turned on," Claudia commented as she started to stroke his cock through his pants.
"Oh, I am getting hungry now," Mr. Franklin asserted as he spit into Claudia's open mouth.
"Really? Old man," Claudia countered in a sexy voice. The place was dead quiet. Claudia felt secure in teasing Mr. Franklin.
Mr. Franklin gave her pussy a quick slap and twisted her nipples. Claudia moaned and he gave her an intense kiss. Their tongues locked and danced. He hovered his lips just above her lips trying to preserve the fresh dark blue oil and wax. "You are playing with fire."
Claudia couldn't help herself. She was turned on by Mr. Franklin's confidence. Her curiosity to see what he might do was getting in the way of her ability to think clearly. It had been a long 6 months without sex. "Did I strike a nerve?" she asked as she squeezed his cock.
Before he could answer, his phone rang. "Sorry, I have to take this call," Mr. Franklin announced. As he explained to the caller that he was busy at the moment, Claudia unzipped his pants. Leaning back against the wall he tried to steady himself. Claudia looked Mr. Franklin in the eyes as she slowly pivoted his phone to face in her direction.
The voice on the other line stated, "I don't know what you are doing?" Sounding increasingly frustrated he continued, "I can't see anything."
"I was trying to show you why I was busy," Mr. Franklin said.
"Well, just tell me because I've got a lot going on," the voice on the other end of the line demanded.