Your eyes smile as you reach up and take my hand. The electricity of our fingers touching causes jolts to run up my arm. Oh how much I love this man. ... hear the music you’ve picked, a salsa, and my hips begin to sway seductively. I see your expression change to one of surprise and pleasure. ‘Dance for me, darling,’ you tell me. With a smile in my eyes and my heart pounding, I begin to move, hips gyrating, hearing the beat of the music all the way to my soul. I move forward, dancing directly. I found her lying on her stomach on the blanket, and she sat up as I approached. Her eyes were cautious and wary as she looked at me and waved a hand; an invitation to sit down. I grabbed a coke from the cooler and sat across from her."Maybe you'll feel better if I tell you a few things about me," she said. "I'm seventeen and I'm going to be a junior in high school." You look older," I said."I'll take that as a compliment," she replied, smiling. "My mother arranged a few things for me, too. She. Wanting to get the subject going, she asked him how the men on the project dealt with their sexual needs. Did they use prostitutes? Did they try to bed local women?He explained that where they were in the Middle East right now was difficult for either of those things to be done because of the culture. There were a few women on the project and several of them made it known that they would “help out” with those needs for a modest fee. The company actually encouraged that for morale. Yes, he’d. I will come early and come to clean your room.Me – Ok Thanks, see you in the morning?He dressed and left. I was there only in my top and naked bottom down and still feeling horny. I opened a beer from the minibar and had one and a second one too in a matter of 15 minutes. I just wore my string panty and skirt back on.I ordered a couple more beers as there were none left in the minibar.I went to the window and lit a smoke watching the traffic below. My room was on the 6th floor. Halfway through.