There would have to be rules Dave pressed on, why don’t you have dinner with us at our hotel tonight, that will give me a chance to ask her and even...if she says no, we’ll still have a pleasant meal and a few drinks, and so the plot was spun.Mark and Dave met in the bar prior to dinner, both were a little nervous, both a little excited. Nothing has been settled yet Dave told Mark, she still hasn’t made up her mind but if this goes ahead there have to be a couple ground rules. Like what, Mark. You could not believe you called the concierge to have a masseur sent to your room. You felt very naughty and daring as you answered the door wearing only the hotel’s robe. It was long and plush and wrapped around you completely. You were naked underneath it. The masseur introduced himself and he promised you that you were in experienced hands. He had a slight grin on his face as he unfolded the massage table and spread out a towel.He told you to lie on your chest. You timidly slid on to the. This prospect was terrifying for the most part, and yet underneath there was the trace of a strange accepting thrill.What happened next was very unexpected – I had assumed that I was going to be taken either lying down on my back or put on all fours and done doggy-style for a second time. In fact, it was to be neither, for it was Amaya who lay down across the mattress on her back and with her legs spread apart. The strap-on that she was wearing was in place around her hips, with the. If I had to guess, I would say it looks like she had a baby and still had 10lbs to lose to get back to "normal". Rounding that out was shoulder length dark hair with dark eyes and a big smile as she greeted us."Hey there, I'm Kelly. How are you guys doing?" she asked with a delightful southern drawl.I shook her hand and introduced myself while the kids just sat and stared from the table. Figures, they can't keep their mouth shut at home, but a couple of mumbled "hi's" was all they can come up.