He ran his fingers through his not-quite- perfect silvering hair and smiled that casual, practiced smile. It was his blue traveling suit and understat...d blue tie with the red woven pattern. Professional, but not stuffy. Subtle. It didn't so much scream "trust me" as whisper it-directly into the subconscious of whomever he was selling to. His entire wardrobe suggested Ivy League without being threatening. He dressed with care, always. Clothes say everything about the man, he'd always told her.. This time I held her for another five minutes while she told me all of my short comings and then she started to cry. Whoa, what the hell was this? Cyn never cried, she got mad, she took action, she fought but she never cried. Even a stupid man like me could see that there was more to this than her just being mad at me. After a few minutes Cyn stopped crying and turned to hug me. Okay, now I can find out what’s going on I thought. ‘What was all that about Cyn? Did I do something wrong? Are you. She Megan protested when she found out she had to give up her room while I was there. After dinner Megan took her shower first. After putting on her night clothes and robe she came out. Grabbing my pajamas I went to the bathroom. As I was undressing I see her dirty clothes laying in a pile. Being nosey I picked them up. I couldn't believe how soft her panties were compared to my underwear. Picking up her bra I held it to my chest. Looking in the mirror something stirred inside me. Giggling I. Soon she woke in my arms and kissed me while I stroked her. She enjoyed my attention for a while then suddenly she jumped out of the bed and grabbed my hand. She pulled me to the bathroom and into the shower.We kissed under the warm water. She did not have breasts but licked and sucked her sweet nipples. I took the soap and rubbed her slim body and made her soapy. My hands explored all of her body.She took the soap from my hands and started to rub my body all over. She stood behind me and I.