Ridiculous.But then something happened that was even more absurd... a candlestick, with three candle-holders (and only one lit candle) hopped onto her...stomach. Kristen stared at the moving piece of decoration in complete shock.It dripped hot wax onto her right nipple and Kristen screamed, thrashing against her bonds... it was so hot and burning! Her nipple immediately puckered beneath the wax in pain, and the candle stick dripped more onto it. Kristen's mind was having trouble wrapping around. I spun her round so her back was facing me and I made her lean forwards with her hands holding her up on the end of her bed. I waisted no time in smacking the right cheek of her big soft ass causing a loud slapping sound to ring out in the room. “Ssshhh!” she said to me. “My parents will hear.” “I doubt it,” I said. “They’re both passed out on the sofa downstairs.” I was of course wrong. I looked over at the large bedside mirror she had in her room and I could see Kelly’s naked body bent over. I took the elevator to the third floor, got off and turned right, down a long hallway, until I reached 329. I knocked on his door."Come on in, it's open" he said.When I got into the room, he was in the bathroom and told me he would be out in a minute. I called the service to check in, then looked around. There were suits hanging up, a briefcase and laptop on the desk. It was obvious that he was a businessman. I sat on the side of the bed for a moment, and then he emerged from the bathroom. I. He was a younger Mexican guy maybe 15 years younger than my wife. She dressed in a thin, almost see through black teddy. She was nervous when he arrived and was in our bedroom. I invited him in and he sit on the loveseat and I sat on the couch across from him. He and I made small talk for a few minutes and then my wife emerged from the bedroom in her sexy black teddy and sat down beside me on the couch facing him. We made more small talk while she became comfortable with him as she was.