‘We had an interesting offer this morning.’ Tom allows. ‘What’s that?’ ‘You tell ’em, Rachel.’ ‘Well, in one of the shops we were vi...iting, I noticed a brochure talking about a mountain experience. Dinner, drinks, sleigh ride, and a romantic night in a cabin for two.’ ‘That sounds like a sexy, wonderful thing to do.’ Trinket says. ‘Tom and I thought so too, so we booked it for tonight. We decided it would be good for us. They are picking us up at three this afternoon’ Rachel winks. Both Trinket. Wearing my black lace teddy, I slowly stroll into his office. As I predicted he is face deep in his computer slapping the keys like I wished he would do to my ass. He didn’t notice me come up behind until I started nibbling on his earlobe. I can feel his body start to react as I run my hand under his t-shirt and gently tug on his nipple. ‘I am ready to take this to the next level’ I tell myself when I kiss the back of his neck and walk out the office. I run to the bedroom and pick up my trusty. Her odd behavior was not entirely out of character - Jessica had always been clever in a crazy sort of way. She liked to make things up. She was good at it. She had an amazing imagination. Lately she'd been using it towards nefarious ends. Torturing Winston like this was a prime example. It hadn't always been like that. He thought back to the days of "stolen kisses." He missed that nicer game. Little Jess was barely seven years old - he was eight - when she explained the rules for stolen kisses. "Du möchtest sicher zuerst einmal duschen und etwas essen. Ich werde dir frische Kleider in dein Zimmer legen." sie sah mich strahlend an und ging ins Badezimmer. Während sie duschte ging ich in den Keller wo ich all die Kleider aufbewahrte die ich noch von meiner ex-freundin besass. Ich entschied mich für einen schwarzen satin BH zusammen mit schwarzen strapsen und einem roten sehr knappen Abendkleid. Dazu gab es noch ein paar Schwarze Stilettos. Ich entschied dass sie keinen Slip brauchen.