“Good, now for one last thing before I allow you to enter,” the woman said, “We have had issues with non-couples trying to sneak in. To combat t...is, we have instituted a test. You two will follow my instructions without question if you wish to enter. Remember - at this point, there is no refund.” We looked at her and nodded. “Remove each others’ clothing.” I looked at Chelsea, who appeared calm, and stepped towards her. She spun away from me to let me at the zipper on her dress. I unzipped. She shuddered again.We worked together to remove her blouse. No folding this time and it ended up on the floor, not the table. I shifted my position slightly so I could kiss her bare shoulders. I nuzzled her neck and planted small kisses under her chin. We exchanged a deep tongue kiss that took my breath away.She reached over and began unbuttoning my dress shirt, planting little kisses just above each button. When she reached the last one, she ran her hands over my chest and pushed my shirt off. I had been on the road for two weeks already, this was my last stop before heading home for a much needed rest. I made my way wearily to the baggage carousel, and waited for my bag to come down the chute. As I stood there, I noticed a pretty gal across the way struggling with her luggage; a clasp had opened during handling, some of her clothes had spilled out onto the roundabout and she was attempting to gather them as they went around. I pushed to the front and scooped up the items which were. Lily gasped and our eyes locked onto each other; shock meeting passion, submissive meeting dominance. Her eyes closed, submitting to me, as my head dived to her throat. Her head tipped back to feel me so close, leaning on the wall behind her. My lips found her neck and her throat, kissing and brushing over her skin so lightly. Shaky, shuddering breaths fell from Lily’s lips before a long, loud hiss filled the room. My teeth had found her throat. Her breath came a little harshly, between gasps.