"Albert Johnson finally found his voice as he stood there still dripping water onto the polished wooden floor. "Uh, I, well," he coughed and stammered...as he tried to cover his modesty with his hands. A futile gesture for he was well aware that, endowed as he was, a fair portion of his member was still showing. "That is quite alright, Mrs. Hoopenlicker. No harm done. I was merely availing myself of the clean pitcher of water and bowl to clean up. I shall be more astute with the lock next. She sat back and stroked herself until I calmed back down.She looked at me and stood up offering her hand. I stood without hesitation and followed her into her bedroom. ‘Lay down for me’ she said. I did as instructed and she climbed up from the end of her bed. I opened my legs as if by instinct.She wasted no time and crawled up and kissed me directly on my wet clit. Her lips were soft and full. She sucked my nub into her mouth then began licking and kissing me more and more. Her fingers one,. I fumble in my handbag and find a small metal box containing business cards. Luckily I had not had time to fully sort out my bag for the evening and the business cards were still there from a networking event a few days before. I offer my card to him, reaching out my hand, then pull back and offer it to him with both hands, my head slightly bowed, as Chinese business people do. I don't know why I do this. He takes the card with one hand and looks at it. For the first time, he looks surprised. . Oh, God. Her hand went to her throat, gathering the plain cotton closer to her. He saw the trembling hand that she pressed against her mouth, her face suddenly pale, her eyes panicky. Nick reached out and took her arms, afraid that she might fall or run away or be sick or… something. ‘Are you okay?’ his voice was husky with concern and the adrenaline that was still running through his system. ‘Fine.’ Even her voice sounded strange to her ears. Michelle pulled away from him and walked into the.