The way she handled the fruit and then turned to glance at me in a certain expression that had me hoodwinked putting it mildly. So much was the effect...she was having on me that I wondered if she realized I was growing. That is how it was. As if everything she said had a sexual connotation, me wondering if she was aware of that or if it was just her way, The way she touched that cucumber and squeezed the ripe grapes sent a certain electrical current and shudder down my spine that I had never. She didn't make any effort to be discreet. Mona noticed. And so did Cathy. Her eyes got a little wide, but she didn't say anything. Even as Kay started grazing my crotch."Tell us more," Mona said. "I want to hear about him being aggressive!" Well, he was courteous," Cathy said. "And a little shy. Even after a few drinks. But when we got outside he kind of pinned me against the car and kissed me." Really?" Kay said. She looked even more impressed. Her hand lingered over my cock. She didn't care. I was determined to be confident and let the concierge see me but then realized that he was not the only one who would see me in this outfit. Jacque had not purchased this for me with the thought that I would be wearing it just in the privacy of our suite by myself. My husband had other plans.The clock read 1:20 pm so I had only slept for about an hour, but I felt refreshed. I walked to the washroom and splashed water on my face and tied my disheveled red mane up in a bun, retrieved the wrap. ’ Ben laced his fingers through hers. Her voice trailed off as her breath caught in her throat. ‘Thank you,’ his whisper was warm against her cheeks and Elle closed her eyes as she felt his warm lips brushed lightly over hers. Ben pulled back slightly until the tips of their noses were touching. ‘Um… if I ask nicely, will you kiss me again?’ she asked breathlessly. ‘Just tell me,’ he murmured. ‘Please kiss me,’ she said, and Ben kissed her once more and ended it too quickly for her liking..