He’s buying me a drink so it must not have sounded that bad. As he makes his way to the bar, I turn and watch him go. 'Hmmm, nice ass.' DaneSome twe...ty minutes slip by as we chat on the couch, sipping wine by the blazing fire. I am impressed that this hotel has a real fire, rather than an electric or gas model, like most places nowadays. I am also more than impressed with the woman keeping me company on this couch. She is from West Virginia, very smart, has a killer smile and oozes a sensuality. She pulled down the location menu and switched the sound to the master suite. That was clear enough. Before showing her the way, I grabbed a couple of cold bottles of Pelagrino.The master suite in my home is a bit of a misnomer. It takes up one wing of the house. Before you get to the bedroom, you pass the small gym, which drew her attention. Turning in, she said, "You owe me a massage." That worked for me.The first thing she did was untie a ribbon and shook her hair out. I could smell the. The movement probably caught his attention, I thought, but even so I felt myself warming all over. I turned my back to him without really thinking about it, except no man had ever seen my breasts naked. He wasn't a man though, I reminded myself, just a dog. All the same, I felt very shy suddenly and I didn't like his eyes on me, so I turned and considered undressing in the bathroom.The silliness of my mood is what stopped me. It's one thing to be embarrassed, but quite another to have no reason. Hanson."Putting his arm around her shoulder and leading her upstairs he told her, "Please, call me Bob okay?" Well, okay Bob. Thanks again." You can use this room to change in. I don't have many women's clothes here since I'm not married. But there are a few things in that closet. Help yourself to anything in there and I'll meet you downstairs. Bring your clothes and I'll get them dried for you and you can make that phone call." Thanks again Mr. Hanson, uh, I mean thanks Bob." She watched him.
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