I knelt down and watched as Tina tried her hardest to continue to fuck him through the stinging pain.I cried.I turned away so they couldn’t see me c...ying. Hell, I don't think I really even knew why I was crying at the time, I just knew that I was both happy and sad. My little Tina had finally grown up. But it wasn’t just that. It was complicated. She had lost her innocence and not to me. She wasn’t a virgin and I couldn’t be the one to love her like that. But I was happy for her too. As I said,. She was five foot six, taller in her heels, with a trim figure that belied the fact that she had borne two children. Her long, dark hair bounced off her shoulders, framing an oval face with piercing blue eyes. She had the elegant walk of a woman well used to high heels, and her hips swung as she walked. Today she wore a black skirt suit. The tailored jacket showed off her trim waist, the hem of her skirt fell to a little above her knees. She first saw him as she approached the hotel. He was. I lay staring at it, longing for sleep. I finally got comfortable and was lulled to sleep by the fan’s motor moments before my alarm went off. Work the next day was slow and dull. I felt as if I were underwater. I hung a Do Not Disturb sign on my door and avoided my coworkers as much as possible. I was cranky and I had the sinking feeling I was going to take it out on someone. My boss, Brian, was at a conference out of town, so I didn’t have to worry about taking an attitude with him. As it. Blue-green eyes, dark brown hair, clean-shaven face, everything about him were a turn-on to me. I sat on his lap and kissed his lips. I felt his hands resting on my backside. He noticed me and said in clear, plain English, "Delilah, you look very delectable. As delectable as a slice of New York-style cheesecake." His hands went up from my butt to my back as we were still kissing each other's lips. We moved over to my bed. I watched as Frank took off his button-down shirt. He had the kind of.