"Now look at what you've done," Oliver said, gesturing with a flick of his eyes down towards the bulge in his black dress pants. He was basically saying that she was the reason he was so turned on.
As her eyes fixed on his firmness, she smirked devilishly. "Would you like me to do something about that, Mr. Oliver?" she asked in her most seductive voice, lifting her left eyebrow and pouting her large red lips at him.
"What the f**k do you think!" he snapped, his words laced with venom as he glared back at her impatiently.
Sensing that his mood had changed and understanding the urgency of the situation, the blonde escort quickly moved down from her seat and positioned herself between his legs. Using her heavily manicured fingers to part his legs and allow her access, she looked up at him
