Ordering food and chatting.

"I'm starving! Do you want to order some food?" Amy asks. "Fucking makes me hungry!"

"Yeah," you nod. "Sex burns a lot of calories!"

"What do you feel like?" she asks as she rolls out of bed and walk out to the living room where she had left her phone. "Pizza? Burgers? Sushi?"

"Anyone you want," you answer. You grab your underwear and put it on since you are not not as comfortable walking around naked like Amy is.

"I'll order all three and we can choose later!" she giggles as she places the order from a delivery app.

"Oh hey, I can pay," you offer as you reach for your wallet but she waves you offer.

"I should be paying you after all the orgasms you gave me tonight!" she laughs as she sits down on the sofa and pats the empty spot next to her, signaling for you to join her. "Let's get to know each other better while we wait for the food to arrive!"

You sit down next to her and nervously smile. "So what should we talk about?"

"Think of this like a date," she smiles back, "albeit we had amazing sex first!"

You tell her about your job and how you like it despite your manager being an idiot. "So do you mind me asking if you do this full time?"

"Oh, God, no!" Amy sighs. "I mean, I don't mind you asking but rather fucking men eight hours a day, five days a week isn't something I could do as much as I love being fucked. It's a great paying job, even part time, but not a career."

"Yeah, I can see from your condo it pays well..."

"I saved up," she shrugged.

"So what do you plan to do after you retire from the spa?" you ask.

"Go back to school to get the MBA my mom has been bugging me to get," she shrugs. "I had to suspend my studies because I had to help my mom out financially after dad died. I loved sex so I thought why not make money from it."

"I assume not all the men are like me?" you wonder.

"Here's an industry secret," she leans over to whisper. "We girls fake it 95% of the time!"

"But you didn't with me..."

"Of course not, silly!" she laughs. "Why else would I invite you over to fuck me?"

"I'm honored!" you grin.

"Oh yeah," she chirps as she leaps to her feet and heads over to the fridge to grab the Gatorade bottles. "We should hydrate if we're going to be fucking after we eat!"