For what seems like hours I hear him standing beside me, his even breaths accentuate my harsher ones. I begin to feel my body come alive as I listen t... him, not knowing what will be next. Then I feel his weight settle on the bed. His hand slides along my back, down between my legs and he touches my clit, softly rubbing at first then rougher. He pulls away abruptly and my body tries to follow him. Successfully, it seems for he pushes his thumb inside me, then adds his three fingers one by one. She wanted to see him in person but was afraid. Faith had been with one man for over 13 years and though the thought of being with another man was tempting, especially one as romantic and sensual as Seth, she was still afraid. Seth gave her his hotel number and told her when he would be there, leaving it up to her. When he arrived at the hotel, Seth unpacked and started to freshen up. He was surprised to hear the phone ring. He answered it, expecting it to be his boss checking to make sure he. There was a large bed made of solid oak with a feather mattress. There was a lantern on the bedside table, and a large arm chair made to match the bed and table. A privacy screen in one corner, opposite that there was a window that allowed the light from the spectacular sunset come in making the room appear even more lovely. The view didn’t disappoint either, it was spectacular, could see theharbour, as well as down the coast. He could stand there and watch the waves break against the shore for. ..it is your stepdad!’Without even realizing it, I crossed my red opaque pantyhose leg over my other leg. His eyes wandered all over my thighs and down at my feet. I was sitting there dangling my leg and was heel-popping with my ballerina shoe. I even saw him lick his lips a little. I then came to realize that I was full-on flirting with Steve. My own stepdad! And when I tried to stop myself, I accidently dropped my shoe, and my red pantyhose foot was showing. My face blushed, but then he.