‘It might be a little cold,’ he warned. Right, like she cared about that. ‘It’ll warm up. Nice hiding place by the way.’ ‘Shush, I’m try...ng to propose here.’ ‘Have at it,’ she told him before clapping a hand over her mouth. He dropped to one knee right there in the kitchen floor as she sat at the table. This wasn’t how he planned it, but things never seemed to work as planned with Kendall. Why would this be any different? ‘I wanted to make a big, romantic gesture, but I never found the right. He stopped and looked at me. “Let’s go to the bedroom.” He led the way stopping at the edge of his bed. “I’m going to take a shower”, he said as he pulled off his clothes and dropped them in a pile. “No need. I like your scent”, I revealed. I jacked off thinking about it more times than I can remember. He laughed, “You’re a nasty boy. I’ll just wash my ass. I have something I’d like you to do.” He winked and left for the bathroom.Don’s bed wasn't made. I stripped and hopped in. I could smell. ..she was even more attractive in the flesh than her pics, she was gorgeous. I hurried over to introduce myself and we seemed to hit it off right away. We had a drink in the bar and then went through to the restaurant for dinner, after a lovely meal, some wine and a lot of small talk I invited her up to my room for a nightcap before she had to get the tube home....I was delighted when she took me up on my offer.We took our drinks up with us to the room and when we got there I excused myself and. My eyes wander over her petite frame. She doesn’t notice, or doesn’t mind. Most likely doesn’t notice. She seems distracted and at the same time focused. Not on us, but on something only she can see. Can’t be a day over nineteen. Raven hair, alabaster skin. And sharp Mediterranean features, but without the dark coloration. A stunning contrast. Her thin, shapely legs are accentuated by black stockings and heels. Gray tweed skirt, hemmed at mid-thigh, crisp white blouse with pale blue.