"Steve looked down at one of the cards where she had written:"Login: [email protected] Password: 12345." That's the kind of combination an idiot has on...his luggage," Stevesaid."That's not the normal password," she explained, "I changed it so thatyou wouldn't have the real one. I'll change it back when we do."Steve wished he had thought about that as he wrote down his info,hoping he remembered to fix it later. He handed the card to Rebeccawho held it for a second before realizing her pants came. "Do a good job on the mirror," she whispered in my ear. "You might want to see something in it again."She giggled and went back to the doorway. I did a great job on the mirror. I started to do the shower."I'll do the inside for you."She opened the door and turned on the water. She scrubbed the walls as I did the outside. Then she did the glass. Her white t-shirt was transparent and her nipples showed through as she soaped the glass. She rinsed herself off and turned off the water. She stepped. I laugh to myself, enraged that you beat me to it and made me believe you would be home later but my annoyance quickly returns to excitement as I feel you slip in behind me, gently wrapping your arms around my waist from behind and whispering "surprise!" in my ear.You swivel me round to kiss me, first on the neck, then up to nibble lightly on my ear and finally a long and slow kiss on the lips, letting your tongue ever so slightly touch mine, teasing me, all the while one of your hands holding. She: Sir, you can ask any lady in this room. Every single lady here lusts you.That was some statement, the effects too. Murmurs, gossips and a buzzing happened. I looked once again towards her and could see the subtle win in her eyes. I just kept my fingers crossed that everything between us friends stayed like what we were before.It was hoping too much at the moment but there was nothing more I could do.Me: I can vouch the same for you too, Miss.That added even more buzz to the place.Me: My.