I don’t understand people who want to do ‘nasty’ sex. I think sex is fun, a really nice thing to do, why would you want to make it nasty? I won�...�t put up with any domination stuff, and as I said before dirty talk is out. I remember this very sweet lad once got excited and said something like ‘suck it you whore.’ I stood up and slapped him so hard he almost cried. He begged forgiveness, he thought it was part of the game, but I just left. I won’t stand for any of that shit. You might think it. Her flirty long lashes and red lipstick drove me nuts but what really got me was that she was so shy and sweet. It turns out she was 20, recently divorced and the girl friend of my cousin Cindy. The more we talked the more my infatuation grew and she knew it and I felt a spark between us even though I was 14 years older than her. I was thrilled when we exchanged cell phone numbers and even more so when, as we parted she said to call her. I tried to be cool and not call right away but couldn’t. We sat and chatted and found out she wasnt such a mare we danced and she said she had liked me for a while but being my boss she didnt want to take it further. I took her by the hand and led her out onto the patio of the hotel where we kissed and felt each other, she grabbed my lump in my trousers gasped and whispered shall we go to her room,we crept off and went to her room, being a manager it was the buisness.I slowly pulled her zip of her dress down as her dress fell around her feet I stood. The warmth of his gaze turned to fire, rewarding her for the action. ‘A confession?’ Blue prodded, a flush of feminine pride rushing through her when he seemed to forget what he had been saying. Then his thumbs moved, circling her nipples, and she practically forgot what he had been saying too. ‘Mmm… hell…’ John lifted her up, the way he’d done in the kitchen, except this time when he pressed his face to her chest there was no barrier of cloth between his mouth and her skin. His lips brushed.