Waiting...

While you walk back to your car you keep checking your phone, hoping that you would get the text from Amy. You get into your car and stare at the phone, trying to will it to buzz. After about ten minutes you realize she won't be off work for a few more hours so you decide to head to a nearby Starbucks and wait there. While you are waiting in line to order, your phone buzzes and you anxiously check it to see that Amy sent you a text.

Amy: Hey, Craig! Where are you?
You: I'm at Starbucks.
Amy: I'm going to leave work early. Pick up me in ten.
You: Do you want something?
Amy: Mango dragonfruit lemonade and a chocolate croissant please!
You: You got it!
Amy: <3

After ordering your drinks and snacks, you impatiently wait for the barista to prepare your cappuccino. You wonder if you should stop by a convenience store to pick up some Gatorade so you can stay hydrated and replenish your electrolytes and energy if you are going to be fucking Amy throughout the night. The barista calls out your name, snapping you out of your daydream of fucking Amy in positions you have yet to try. You quickly dash to your car and drive back to the massage parlor.

As you pull up to the Oriental Oasis Spa you see Amy is waiting out front. She sees you but instead of waving she points for you to keep driving to around the corner.

"Hi!" she smiles and gives you a quick kiss after sliding into the front passenger seat. "Sorry but the spa has security cameras out front and I don't want them to know I'm going out with a client."

"Oh?" you wonder.

"Mama-san doesn't want us to freelance on the side," she explains. "That's money she's not getting a cut from!"

"Speaking of which, I need to stop by an ATM to get more cash," you tell her. "How much should I get?"

"I normally charge two hundred," she replies, taking a sip of her lemonade, "but after knowing how often you can make me cum I'll give you a half price discount!"

"No complaints from me!" you chuckle. "Um, so your place or mine?"

"We can go back to my place," she purrs. "I would like to show off my lingerie to you."

"Tell me the directions!" you cheer.