There was no one in the outer office but he noticed a door was open in a back wall. He remembered that yesterday the entire wall was some scene from a...forest. He hadn’t seen a door. Peeking through the door he called, ‘Hello, is anyone there?’ A beautiful baseball-capped head appeared and again he felt a rush of adrenalin. It said, ‘Oh, hello. You must be Eamon Turner.’ Eamon walked into the room and once again was entranced by the vision of beauty before him. He said, ‘Well, yeah. I’m the. Ralf leaned down and we kissed whilst making love. Our bodies were one and our hands clasped together and rose over my head as our lovemaking speed increased by fifty percent. If we had been on an actual bed its knobs and railings would be banging against the wall, the bed would be shaking and squeaking like an earthquake. “Oh, Annabelle, my beautiful bride, Annabelle,” Ralf moaned pleasurably. “I love you. I’m coming!” He cried out and thrusted harder and faster as he came deep inside me. I. But I'm washing dishes now so I don't think you'll actually do it."I turned my back on her, confident that she wouldn't want to stop me from cleaning up."Okay, you win this round," she said after a moment. "But don't think you're gonna get away with that sort of thing again."Maybe she was right, maybe that was the last time I'd get to kiss her. While it was still fresh on my lips, I didn't really mind so much. If I closed my eyes I could remember every detail, and there was nothing she could do. Wild and passionate. A trail of our clothes led to her shower. We were rubbing our bodies against each other. I felt her hands all over my body. I hardly got the chance to have a glance at her body. Only a few moments. And I really liked what I saw. Sun tanned, beautiful natural body. Hour glass figure. She was hot…. even when she must have been almost two decades older than me. She was kissing my neck while teasing my nipples with her fingers. And slowly her hands went down until her fingers.