"She said nothing, sipped her latte and stared out of the window. I could only sit there, absorbing the look of her, and asking myself where I wanted ...his chance meeting to take us. Stupid question. I knew exactly where I wanted it to take us.At last, she spoke, her face still averted from mine, "He was the son of a newspaper owner." Very rich, then," I said, and my face must have shown my distaste. "Money men have it all. " That's unkind, Chris."I told her about Rita and why I had that. I had to take measures to avoid a scandal, measures to restore our well ordered lives. And I’ve done that. You’ll continue in your position here and do as you’re told!’ ‘But I’ve d…done everything you’ve asked Ms. Greystone!’ He said with a tremble in his voice as he felt the full weight and panic of his new lifestyle, a lifestyle Madge was pulling him deeper and deeper into! His head spun with the realization that if he didn’t get out of this predicament soon there may be no escape! ‘I’ve only. I didn’t bother being as careful this time. I knew she wouldn’t wake up for some time, not until she’d slept off the wine and pot. This time I massaged the sunscreen into Emily’s skin, rubbing her back and shoulders firmly, pressing with my palms, spreading my fingers wide to get it everywhere. I rubbed along the sides of her chest. Her breasts bulged out where they were pressed into the towel. I had to be sure to get both sides equally. I stood up and stretched one leg over her body. I settled. She stood up and spun around quickly to face me. " Wh-what are you doing?" she asked, angry with herself for letting her fear come through in her voice. I didn't say anything, but showed the same half-smirk I had earlier, and slowly stepped closer to her, making her back up until her ass was against the bed. When she had nowhere else to go I stepped close enough that she could smell a mixture of my cologne and sweat and feel my warm breath down the side of her neck. She gave an involuntary.