Or had been. In a trouser-suited, all-business kind of way. Expensive haircut, fake tan, pearls and Cartier watch. The main photo the papers had print...d showed a face that oozed arrogance and toughness in equal measure; blue eyes, black hair, chiselled cheekbones, firm stare. She worked at one of the big auction houses, selling antiques to rich people with more money than sense. Even now, she had an air about her, although the sharp clothes had been replaced by baggy sweats and her hair was. He had perched himself on the edge of the whirlpool tub, sliding a hand below his navel and into the waistband of his already bulging boxers to create a rippling, sheathed sculpture of fingers playing over a protuberance for me to ogle through the spray as I rinsed.I felt myself moistening ever more profusely at the memory of what we had done in that tub the previous Saturday, and how we had lost ourselves in its churning currents..We had started on opposite sides, leaning back, letting the. “Did you actually bring anything else?” Sean asked with raised eyebrows.“Yes, a few things,” she shot back defensively.“I wonder how many items of clothing were included,” he postulated. Lee looked a little guilty. “Not even one?” he asked in amazement.“Why waste good port space with what the ship was going to be able to supply for me?” she asked in a most logical voice.Sean barked a laugh, “Yes, why indeed.” Lee nodded as she agreed it was illogical to fill a port with clothes that she didn’t. I am rock hard and ready for this beauty. I take my clothes off and slowly kiss her lips. I work my way slowly to her neck and then down to her breasts. She tells me to slow down, take more time. She reminds me we have all night. My cock is telling me we have right now. I listen to her words and slow down. I kiss each breast and a feel their firmness and taste them. Her nipples become very erect. She is getting excited to. I start me descent down her body again. My mouth finds her pussy and I.