You are looking like a bride. I love you’. I blushed, felt overwhelmed, happy and excited to hear compliments praising my beauty from you. I was sur...rised in the first meeting you said 'I love you' so daringly. I was happy and delighted that you found me the most beautiful woman despite the fact there were so many beautiful desirable young girls and married women of all ages flocking around you. I have even seen young girls and women giggling and looking coyly at you obviously interested in you. Then the fact I want to go again argues only the first time was an accident."Then I remembered the expression on Mom's face when I ... no, make that we came together. Her second time wasn't much of an accident either."Shit! This is too much for me to handle." I showered, dried off and got dressed. Then I headed downstairs to face the music.Mom was in the kitchen already. She looked jumpy as a flea in a hot skillet, as the saying goes. "Ah Chris," she tried to begin. Man she looked like a deer. He was intriguing and he wanted to get to know her – not just intimately. It was something about her that drew him close to her. He’d seen her many times as she was going to church, hanging out with her girls, as she left on vacations, but mostly as she left for work. He’d seen her smile and laugh, He’d seen her exhausted at the end of a workday and after she returned home from her workout classes. He knew she was nice, because she was always cordial, but tonight he discovered that she was. ’ I said nothing. He gently repositioned the strap of my dress back onto my shoulder as we drove to the front entrance to Caesar’s. We rode the elevator to Rich’s suite on the top floor. It was a beautiful room overlooking Vegas. The lights were mesmerizing and quite romantic. This suite included a living room, kitchenette, wet bar and bedroom. From the bedroom one can walk out onto a balcony. Rich took off his jacket and tie and tossed them onto a chair, then took my hand and we went out to.