He rubbed his hand over his face, wiping away the last bits of sleep. I’d never seen him first thing in the morning, and it was pleasant. I smiled a... Jared pulled out our vague itinerary. ‘Do we cross the Channel today or tomorrow?’ he asked Dale. Dale sat up. ‘Tomorrow, I think,’ he said. ‘We have one full day here before we head to Paris. You know my dad’s meeting us there instead of us going up to Denmark.’ ‘We’re not going to Copenhagen?’ Brad asked. ‘I can live with that, but can we still. It’s a condition you’ll never shed for the rest of your life.”The Grand Opening was a success, but it was the traffic over the next two weeks that we monitored closely. Stacy’s aggressive ad campaign had reached out five hundred miles in a large circle centered on the club. She’d negotiated special Club Infinity rates at local motels, providing the patrons showed their membership cards. By the end of the first week, we’d ‘sold’ six hundred memberships, and more were coming in every day. Stacy. Her lips inches from mine. Her hand now caressing my lower lip as my mouth is wide open. her being so close, so touchy, my cock begins to stir in my pants again having not just been unloaded minutes ago."erm..Lou...I don't know..." I said in response. Half of me wanted to let her stay at home as it was my day off and the way she was acting, I might get a little show out of her with out her knowing of course. On the other hand, it would be wrong. I know what she is doing. I can't let her take. As much as I hated cig smell, I loved the mixture of what she had. We talked for a bit and she sat on the bed, I sat in a chair and we took turns downing beers. She had on a white button down shirt, no bra of course and blue jeans with her thong poking above it and of course she was barefoot. After a while she got up, took the phone off the hook and excused herself to the bathroom to shower, told me to stick around. My young dumb self didnt know what I was in for. So I flopped down on the bed.