"Of course!"

"Of course!" you grin like a schoolboy who just kissed for the first time.

"I don't normally ask my clients to see me after work," Amy says as she squirts liquid soap into your hands. "But I'm making an exception with you."

"Thank you for trusting me," you smile as you lather her tits with soap.

"I'm still going to charge you though," she smirks as she returns the favor and lathers your cock with soap.

"I understand," you nod.

"No hourly rate," she grins. "Just as long as you can make me cum!"

You had wanted to fuck her again in the shower but you decide to save your energy for later tonight. The two of you finish showering and playfully dry each other off with the towels before getting dressed. Amy grabs her cellphone and asks you for your number so she can give you hers by sending you text.

Amy: I look forward to be fucked by you tonight!

You stare at her text and images of you fucking her all night flood your mind until you are snapped awake by a knock on the door. You grab you wallet and hand Amy her tip.

"I'll text you after I get off work," she whispers, giving you a quick kiss before opening the door.