I lifted my head, peering down between us. My heart was racing, eager to discover what he was doing to me. I nervously shook my head."No," I said.Then...I quickly turned to the lamp next to the bed. "Turn it on," I said, nudging my head in its direction. Mark reached over, stretching far, and clicked it on. We both winced, as the bright light suddenly filled the room, and I became very conscious of the position my body was in.I was leaning back against the head of the bed, almost in a sitting. I'm sorry this had to spoil our first evening here. We're not used to alcohol, you know... and Tim..." My dear, the best of us have these little mishaps. Now I'd suggest you help him out of his clothes and in the morning I'll have a special breakfast drink prepared for him that will make him feel as good as new! Meanwhile, if you feel up to it and wish to continue our little talk... I'll be downstairs for another hour. Otherwise... have a good night's sleep... and I'll see you in the morning.". “I have a surprise for you,” she said with a naughty smirk and then she took off her overcoat to reveal a very sexy outfit. She had on a tight, silk, button-up blouse and in between several of the buttons it gaped open revealing her perky tits bound by a white lace bra. She also had on a tight, black mini-skirt that barely covered the top of her beige, nylon thigh highs. The nylons had the seem that went up the back which really turned me on. Her long legs ended up in a pair of stilettos that. "So John, what is this Michelle like?" he asked."I just met her this week so I don't know much about her. She is probably thirty-something and looks like Amanda Peete," I told him. "She seems very nice and she dances pretty well. We were out Monday night and her dance card was full all night long." You have a way with words," he said. "Maybe you should have been an actor." Oh, I have acted," I told him. "I was Prince Charming in Cinderella, the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz, and Santa Claus....