I thought she was observing me thoroughly hitherto.She pushed a remote button and it was BACH , my favourite. The whole room seemed to be an arena, tw... opposite sex with terrible mind set was sitting there,enjoying the silence of music and serenity,looking towards each other,setting eye contact.She: I suppose you are well aware of Bach. And I have no doubt that you are romantic fool.I always protedted, even with some of my family members,who tried to misjudge my love by saying blah blah about. Then it happened our server came in and I stopped and Zack quickly put his cock away as the server brought us water.“Umberto nice to see you. So we’ll order now. She’ll have the Mahi Mahi blacked with a side salad. I’ll have the porter house with Mash potatoes. But doing bring it in for about an hour and a Half. We have some business to discuss. Leave the water.” Umberto nodded and left. I looked so embarrassed by this Zack just smiled at me and got up and leaned on the table. He pulled out his. I’m sorry Clair; please don’t tell anyone, I’ll do anything.” I said, fear rising in my voice, what if she told my fiancée or her husband they were only down the hall. I could hear them laughing and joking in the living room, I guess they thought I was still making a drink.“Well if you really want to do anything, you may as well make it worthwhile for you. Sit down and I’ll give you a real show, but after that you have to do anything I ask.” She replied.“What?” I said not understanding, she. I can't close my eyes to sleep, I'm too excited, too exhilarated, tasting her, smelling her, feeling her. Even the sensation of her silky red curls resting on my chest is intensely overwhelming. She smells like oranges. I love it already, like fresh summer days and sweet citrus, a bottomless refreshing glass right in my arms. She shifts in my arms, her legs curling over mine and her arms loosening slightly, her hands coming to rest on my chest as she sleeps softly, her breathing deep and low..