Brian worked on staff in the Renaissance Hotel, downtown Chicago. Geneveve was a fairly regular patron, as she had to work with some of the local arch...tects on a regular basis. She was a freelance editor, specializing in blueprint design instead of actual reading materials. Geneveve excelled at what she did, and she was in high demand in the greater Chicago area. This was her hotel of choice when she came to town. Brian watched as she walked in, so graceful and smooth. His heart skipped a beat,. He started trying to sweet talk me at first, saying how pretty I was and how bad he wanted me. Then the next thing I knew where kissing and I had my legs wrapped around him. He went slow at first, by pushing a finger inside me to see if I would say no. But I knew how I wanted the night to end and I wanted it just as much as him. So I reached down and grabbed his member. Grasping it tightly to tease him a bit. He had two fingers in my pussy by then and was sucking on my nipple. I told him to. "I just hope you're really happy with the way this works out. I kind of had a talk last night with Dad about you, you know, what he thinks of you as you're growing up now and getting to be so pretty and, well, I don't think he'll be a problem, I expect he'll jump at the chance to grant your wishes and become your first lover." Lover? Oh, that sounds so sexy. Can I use some of that really cool bubblebath you have so I can smell all nice and everything when I come in your room?" Yes, dear, that's. I had a large bed that was actually a soft sided waterbed with a feather mattress on top. My linens were white and contrasted nicely with the deep red of the cherry wood four poster frame. I had a friend of mine make a canopy of iron that fit over the top of the bed beautifully. It was very feminine with bows at the corners and a cherub hanging from the head of the canopy. The canopy itself looked nothing like the iron it was made of, but rather like large satiny ribbons woven into a canopy.