Sure I had flirted with him and what I wore would turn any man's head, but could Mr. Brown have fucked me?I shook the thoughts free from my head as I ...ot home. In the drive way was my father's car. I was shocked to say the least that he was home from work already. I almost turned away in that instant, but I forced myself to go inside.When I got in there was no sign of my father and that is when I heard the shower running. So I quietly slipped into my room. I was on the verge of being frantic. I. And it always catches the sun in the summer and I know the perfect place to setup the lounger for the longest sun exposure.Chin-chin!The gin has gone down a treat and I’ve been here for a couple of hours. It’s pretty quiet for a Sunday with only bird song and the smell of BBQ’s to disturb the tranquillity. I’m laid on my front and I’ve been drifting in and out of sleep for the last 30 mins. I’m so relaxed and a little tipsy. I turn over, sit up, take another sip of my drink, lay back and close. My mind was getting dirty and i made a plan to fuck her. Next day i didnt go to office on purpose. She messaged me asking my whereabouts. I lied and told her that i am having fever so i wont be able to come to office today.She told that she’s coming to see me right away.About an hour later the doorbell rang and there she stood in two piece suit. She was looking stunning that day. A bit different was her look that day. I invited her in and i lied down on the sofa. I was acting to be sick and. ...........................An hour later, they entered the hotel's elegant brasserie restaurant together as an arm-in-arm couple. They were shown to a quiet, dimly-lit corner alcove. The hens were nowhere to be seen."Ok?" asked Nick."Perfect, you clever thing." Good evening sir, madam." A uniformed head waiter was at their side, proffering two huge menus. "The soup tonight is celeriac and lentil; the main is sea bass." Nick took the wine list.Food and wine ordering were soon dispensed with and.