He had woken just two days previously and everything had been right with the world. He had been a successful lawyer, with a big house and a hefty bank...balance. And he had just spent the night making love to a stunningly beautiful young woman. Despite the fact that she was not his girlfriend he had hoped to see her again. But not nearly as soon as he did.He saw her face reflected in the car window. He still found it nearly impossible to believe it was now his. He had been in the bathroom. She continued, "So, you were able to recreate the nearlyimpossible part in a day yesterday, do you think you could do anythingwith this?" she said, gently laying a very complex and quite obviouslybroken assembly on my counter along with a picture of the complete unit,an accessory steam frother also for the now infamous coffee machine. Shecontinued, "As near as I can tell, this is the last unit in existence,and I've been told by 3 different shops that it would be impossible torecreate. What do. “Hey, you two, have you been talking about me behind my back?” She looked annoyed.“There’s nothing to worry about," Sally said. “We’ve just been discussing how happy we are that you’ve decided to join us.”“Okay… but we’d better get going. We don’t want to miss the flight.”~~~~~Everything went smoothly with the flight and it was an hour’s drive to the chalet. When we arrived, I was mesmerised by the view. It was breathtaking even without snow on the ground. We unpacked, had something to eat, and. It took a lot of courage to go to a stranger's house for sex, even more courage to actually knock a second time. It's easy for me to flake out. The man standing naked before me was tall and handsome. His beautiful cock hung low, semi-erect, and looked like seven inches. He saw my stare, grabbed my hand and pulled the front door closed behind me.The room was dimly lit by the television in a nearby room. The nude man whispered in my ear, "Follow me," and led me past the room with the tv in it.