Carefully creeping into the hallway, she makes her way back to James' chamber. She enters the room quietly and hears splashes coming from the bathing ...ntechamber. James is alone. Isabelle clears her throat; he turns to face her."My lord, may I join you?"He ponders, sifting the water through his hands."I think perhaps we shall wait until later," he begins."Perhaps you are too tired from your previous encounter," Isabelle coolly."Excuse me?" I believe I spoke clearly enough. Are you too tired. We talked a little with a tall, slightly bald guy in the fortieth, Jens, we had seen him with his wife on a previous visit, and I found him slightly attractive and easy to talk to, polite and pleasant and in no way overbearing.Jens went into the film room and we talked a little with the owner and his wife.Soon after, we went into the film room, which was dark and only the film lit up a bit.There was filled with men in most sofas, but room on one of the front sofas where Jens already was. It always took him a few minutes to find the right rhythm, but once he found it he settled right into it. Having placed the fly in approximately the place that he had intended, he let it float on the water for a few seconds. He was about to move it when a beautiful trout broke the surface and took the fly. He smiled as he worked the fish in closer and then captured it in the net.He held up the fish and removed the hook from its mouth. This was a very nice sized brook trout. He put it in his. " That's actually kind of a huge move for her," he replied.I slid into the seat of a barstool, then we exchanged looks and I gave himthe unmistakable expression of sexual need. I'd been crazy horny thinkingabout my undergarments with no panties while driving home. I tugged myskirt up my thigh on one side enough so that he could see the lace of mystocking. He came up to me on the stool and then lifted me up and put me onthe counter, putting me at his height. I spread my legs as we kissed and.