I didn’t want to stress him too much. I showered quickly, then looked at my reflection in the full length mirror on the bathroom door. My breasts ha...n’t been that firm in at least fifteen years. In fact, they actually looked perkier than I had ever seen them. Curly brown hairs lay below my flat stomach and there wasn’t a sign of cellulite on my thighs. There was a make up mirror on the vanity and I held it so that I could look at my ass. Hot damn, I looked good. I was getting turned on by my. Mark took my hand again and gently pulled me to the third door, opened it and ushered me inside.There was no noise from the club outside, the room must be soundproofed, I thought. It was opulently decorated and furnished, a dark walnut sideboard ran the length of one wall and the middle was dominated by a large leather sofa. To one side of the sideboard a small bar was available, Mark walked over and poured himself a whiskey, "Do you want one?" he asked."Yes please, I'll have whiskey and soda,". She jerked up and ran over to the kitchen, pulling open a cabinet door. Filling a cup halfway at the sink, she returned with a pill and the water. Instantly as she fell to her knees, she dropped the pill down his mouth and began drizzling the liquid into his open jaw. He swallowed. All she could do than was wait, so she climbed her wet body onto his and laid down. Approximately two minutes later, she twitched and jolted out of a newly forming fantasy into a tickle fight she was rapidly losing.. I said "you ok Ross you seem a bit off this morning" He looked back and said "yea just a little hot today, couldn't trouble you for a drink could I??" My heart almost exploded out my chest (not because of that he often had a drink off mum but because it was an excuse to get him indoors) "sure mate, come on in and take that bag off it wont be helping at all" As I disappeared into the kitchen I heard the door close and his bag hit the floor. I shouted through "water or juice Ross?" he replied.