‘Becuase I like being around you and I like holding you and I love the way you smell when you get out of the shower.’ ‘And why is that?’ ‘It...smells good and makes me happy.’ ‘I bet that’s not all it makes you.’ I gave him a teasing smile. ‘And what does it do to me Miss Brittany?’ ‘I think it turns you on.’ ‘Why do you think that?’ Jeremy said taking interest in our conversatin. ‘Becuase I just know.’ ‘Prove it.’ I moved my body so I was straddling his legs between mine and I was facing him,. Frowning, he looked at the feeble sunlight streaked across his bed, then at the clock. "What the fuck?"Richie shot to his feet and barreled towards the door, still in only his briefs. He burst out of his room, shouting, "Hey, Mom, what the hell?! It's only seven fucking o'clock in the morning! Mom? Where are you?" In the bedroom, Richie."Eyes blazing, he dashed for Sandra's door. He brought himself up short after only a few strides, his foot thumping hard to the floor with the effort to. I really enjoyed soaking in the expensive bubble bath, but got out before much skin got wrinkled, dried myself and put on the comfortable light grey pyjamas and slippers and joined Sarah for another glass of champagne provided by hotel management before my new bride went for her bath. She kept the door open so we could chat as she bathed but once in the bath I could only see the top of those magnificently large breasts of hers as the rest was under the soapy water. I was hoping to wash her back. I am strong.’ I looked at her 5’4′, 115 pound frame. ‘Do you want to see super powers from a super man?’ I raised my arm and flexed my bicep. Proud of the strength of my body and the muscles that I possessed, if anyone was super powerful, it was me, not her. Unrelenting and confident in her abilities, she stood her ground, smiled, and felt the hardness of my muscle. ‘Yes, you are a man and with your hard body, you should be stronger than me but you are not.’ She stood back and gave me a look.