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knowing what was going on in a client's mind.
    “ Excellent!” Simon purred his
reassurance. “Keep your eyes engaged with his. Watch for what
excites him. Make him believe he is the only man on the planet. The
only man you will ever do this with. Focus on his most likeable
qualities, his uniqueness.”
    Simon's instructions were like a program,
becoming ingrained in her mind. She guessed she'd hear them in her
head for years to come. She began to remove the veil and began to
use it as a prop between her two hands to accentuate the moves of
her hips and the undulations of her belly muscles. Slowly,
gracefully, she stripped to the music until only her jewellery
remained.
     
    Roger's eyes bugged. He'd never seen such a
feast for the eyes and it was just for him. Focusing on her he had
no trouble blocking out the fact that there was another man in the
room, watching. Saliva pooled in his mouth, forcing him to wet his
lips.
    “ I think he's ready for a kiss.” Simon
murmured
     
    Sathi thought Simon might be right about
that. She used the beat of the music to dance her way towards Roger
and then elegantly straddled his lap. “Do you want to kiss me? My
guardian angel.”
    “ Oh yes!” Warmth blossomed in Roger's
eyes. He didn't want to appear an oaf about it though. Instead of
diving in to ransack her mouth he gently caressed her lips with the
awe and reverence he felt in his deepest being. She responded to
his graceful embrace by melting into his arms. “Oh Roger. You're
perfect.” She looked into his eyes letting him read the
appreciation and gratitude. Then she extricated herself from his
lap, ignoring his mournful look while she positioned herself on the
floor at his feet. She leant forward to nuzzle the front of his
jeans. “I want to taste you.”
    “ Lady I won't last long if you do
that.”
    Simon laughed from the background. “You are
a young one I suppose. I forbid you to come until I give permission
for you to do so.”
    Yeah like that was going to work. Yet the
thought of having the lady's mouth on his cock had him quickly
divesting himself of his jeans and his briefs. His cock sprang to
attention anticipating its pleasure. Gods, he'd never had a woman
suck him before. Masturbation and the occasional missionary
position with a frisky female camper or two in the Himalayas had
been his lot. What would it feel like?
    His answer came as her warm, moist mouth
took his length, encasing him like a glove from heaven. He felt her
agile tongue stroking and teasing. He groaned as he yielded to the
pleasure. Pressure built in his balls. He wanted to come but
something was stopping him. He'd never had that happen before. He
glanced at Simon in wonder.
    Simon merely smirked and nodded.
    Roger returned his focus to the exquisite
pleasure that was now stoking an inner furnace that threatened to
engulf him. “Please!”
    Sathi giggled. “Oh that was only entree.”
Rising she offered Roger her hand and led him towards the large bed
that took up most of the cabin space. The covers had been folded
and put to the side. Only the silken sheets and pillows of deep
burgundy adorned the space. “Come, lie on your back. I would so
like to continue my dance.”
    Roger wondered how exactly she was going to
do that on the bed but the answer came as she artfully encased him
in a condom, straddled him and slowly lowered herself onto his
waiting cock. “Yes!”
    Sathi smiled with satisfaction at his
exclamation of pleasure. As the music started on a new tune she
began to rotate her hips, winding around his cock first clockwise
then anticlockwise. When she'd tormented him enough that way, she
began a different move. Raising herself almost off his cock and
then forcing herself back down his length to the gratifying sound
of his groans.
    “ Bloody hell!” Roger had never
experienced anything like this before. He was being ridden,
controlled, his body taken for both her pleasure and his. If his
cock and balls got any tighter he