They have company

For a few minutes, Valerie dutifully sucked the business man's cock. Suddenly, she felt his finger under her neck, making her stop her rhythmic motion.

"Apologies, dear. I'll need you to wait as you are for a few moments. We have a guest."

She stayed in place, the man's erect cock almost touching the roof of her mouth. She heard another person join them at the table, sitting down next to the man.

"Miss Angel, what a pleasure to meet you."

Valerie looked up from her kneeling position, her eyes falling on the woman in question. She was clad entirely in white. Her toned legs were clad in white stockings, with a pair of white stiletto heels. Her upper thighs provided the tantalizing glimpse of a garter belt, which disappeared behind a scandalously short coat dress that barely covered her pussy. Her entire face was covered by a masquerade mask, in the likeliness of an angel.

"Mr. Williams, the pleasure is all mine."

Valerie saw the man take Angel's hand and kiss it lightly. Neither of them remarked on her, as if she was furniture in the room.

"About your...offer.", continued Ms. Angel. "Shall we continue our discussion someplace private?"
"Of course. I trust you reserved the royal room for us?"
"As requested."

Valerie felt a hand pat her head. "Get off, girl. I have to go." She extricated herself from her position, wiping her saliva from his penis before putting it back inside his pants. "Well done.", he said, barely looking at her before getting up and putting an arm around Angel's arm.

Valerie felt disappointed at not making her client happy, but at the same time felt strangely curious. The whole exchange between the two didn't feel right. What was the offer they were talking about?

She didn't know why, but she wanted to know. She saw the two of them move in the direction of the private rooms, and she had an idea.