That night Dave fucked me harder than ever before and we did it probably four or five times. He seemed to be harder than usual and I was cumming like a fountain from the build up of sexual tension.
On the day of Jason's next appointment I don't know who was more excited, Dave or me. I was filled with butterflies and Dave wanted to stay home and watch but that was something that would have to come latter in our new lifestyle. Dave was very busy at work and could not afford time off and I didn't want to break the trust I had with my client.
I dressed in a short black dress that was low at the front showing lots of cleavage. Black 2" heals a black lace thong and my hair tied back in a ponytail. It was more revealing than I would normally wear but stylish. Jason arrived a little early at 12.20pm and we went into the office and discussed the progress we had made.
After about a half hour of talk Jason asked if another massage was on the menu. All the time we had been talking he had been staring at my boobs and legs. Every time I crossed and uncrossed my legs more thigh was revealed as my skirt slid higher. Jason was horny for me and that made me very wet. Even after what had already happened between us I couldn't comprehend that someone young and handsome, like Jason would desire an old girl past her prime, not to mention a little overweight, like myself.