There's something curiously satisfying about the quietly spoken request, unthinkingly obeyed.She's a conventionally pretty girl with blonde hair greas...d and combed carefully back away from her slightly pale face with a pair of full, reddened lips. She looks a little nervous. Of course, as far as she knows, I could be a renowned slave trainer, not someone who's little more than a convenient hitching post. I'm happy to maintain her uncertainty. Is that the behaviour of a top? I suppose it is.. He made it seem to be a complete innocent accident and just kept walking to her kitchen."I'll put those groceries away later." She said as she opened the kitchen cabinet under the counter and removed an open bottle of wine about a quarter full. "Damn, this is all I've got! I should have stopped by the liquor store but I was really tired from work and my bachelor party gig." No problem, I've got gallons of wine." Smirking remarked. "What's your pleasure?" Merlot?" she asked."Sure. Be right. He skin was a golden tan and his hair was brown and neatly cropped. He had on surfer swimming trunks that seemed to accentuate a set of six pack abs. All the girls at the pool, whether they were 5 or 55, were all looking his way and whispering. One of the guys in my group asked if anyone knew the “new guy”. One guy said he thought his name was Mario and he had just moved into the complex. Then someone else called out from out group, “Hey Mario – come join us and grab a beer. Mario!” Mario. I suddenly here a sound from the room by the door i open my eyes i can see a figure i yell whos there and no one awnsers. i turn on the light by the nightstand only to find my husbands best freind standing there. i yell john wat are u doing here. i cover myself quicly with my silk sheets. he has a stumbled look on his face he said i came over to get the 2 blurays i lend you guys. i siad thus late james is not here from work. you need to leave and ill make sure james wont find out you was here..