Did you really sprain your ankle just so you could stay home with me?" Yes. I really sprained my ankle just so I could stay home. Even if it is with y...u," she grinned."Ouch, Ashley. That hurts. If you're going to be nasty like that, maybe you don't deserve the lemon chicken. Signor Donacelli, you may get your chance after all..." I'm just kidding!" she hurriedly insisted. "I don't mind being with you. You're ... tolerable." Oh, goody! She called me tolerable," I beamed in mock delight.. She smiled as she slid inWe checked in a the bell boy lead us to the suite.I have heard about the suites but this thing was hugeTraci headed right over to the massive tub in the center of the bedroomShe had the bell boy show her how to fill it and run the controls. As the tub started to fill, she started taking off her jacket.The bell boy was happy to keep showing me features in the room but I gave him a twenty and told him we were good. Traci had her jacket off and started taking off her. . I look out the window a little tensely. All I'm thinking about though, is how it would definitely warm me up to have that pretty mouth around my stiff throbber. I feel it getting hard.She notices my slight nervousness, and assumes that I'm getting scared instead... I see her look at me, judgingly. She says, "Sorry I know where it is, don't worry... Just wasn't paying attention." She laughs a little. I figure it's now or fucking never. "No it's fine. Why, where are you taking me, to your house. Of course we jumped at the offer.This brings us back to the wedding day. As I walked around the hotel grounds I suddenly thought of the vent in the storage room and wondered if when they repaired the chapel if they had found my little secret. I went straight to the storage room. I was pleased to see that nothing in the room had been touched in the three plus years since the last time I had been in there.When I got to my viewing position and opened the vent I could still see the whole room. The.