As the after-dinner coffee was being served, I asked her what her plans were for the balance of the day."Nothing, really, I thought we might take a dr...ve. There is a house I would love to show you, just because I built it, not because I want you to buy it." With that, she grabbed the check and would not let me pay.The house she had built was truly special, custom in every way. As we strolled through it, my mind naturally envisioned the last-- or should I say, the first-- house we looked at. ”Jill looked in Marcos eyes, “Jeff and I are the Vice Presidents of this corporate division and we decide who is in charge of our resorts. Marcos, you are fired as manager of this resort.”I saw Marcos raise his hand to strike Jill, I stepped forward and intercepted his arm with mine and put him on the ground. He was yelling, “This is my resort, you cannot fire me. I will sue you for everything you own. This whole company will be mine. You cannot strike me in my business.”With his arm pinned and. He didn't think he could bear more humiliation.'But... but... ' Richard stuttered. The girl turned away from Richard swinging her legs over the bench to face the table. Her slim thighs exposed for a second as she pulled her skirt to her knees. She opened the Thermos and poured two cups of coffee. 'Do you take sugar.' She asked Richard who was still standing covering himself. The maid had not looked round at him as she spoke.'... er, yes please Miss... er two spoons.' Richard replied.'You can. I then told him I have never been with a stranger like this. Let’s take it slowly.He also agreed and told me that he had checked my company details. He has a common friend with my cousin. So he knows I have a good background which clears all fears of blackmail or hygiene. He then revealed that this meeting was to know my thoughts on a ‘No Strings Attached’ relationship with his wife.I told him I won’t mind but there should be no cameras. There would be no man to man contact. I’m straight and am.