"I wouldn't have minded, but John is still working through some things so let's give him some time," she said as I handed her some coffee.John came do...n the hall a minute later and I gave him coffee as well. I asked him if he slept all right."The bed was good. I slept like a baby. Thanks." What would you like for breakfast? It's late Saturday morning and it's on a game day so anywhere we go for breakfast I would expect at least a one-hour wait. I have eggs, bacon, grits, toast, pancakes,. Fortunately she wasn't wearing a bra – didn't need one either.I squeezed gently, fondling and caressing as I continued kissing her. I was in heaven. Nothing else could ever be this good, I was sure.After our kiss finally ended, I told her how marvellous it felt to be holding her like this and she made no attempt to remove my hand, just cuddling even closer to me.That was the first time I touched her breast, but it certainly wasn't the last time. Whenever we were alone for a kiss and a cuddle, I. I think about starting without letting her know that I was back, but can’t do it. I slip back into the room and remove one of the earpieces, ensuring she knew that it was me touching her.I walk to the bottom of the bed and set the ice bucket down. Her reaction earlier left me with the feeling that I could be a bit more daring with her. I wanted to explore her boundaries. So, I went back up to the dresser and lifted a couple of different vibrators. We had safe-words in place. We had hard limits. After talking with Gina, I went back to my hotel room to get ready for the museum gala. I put my hair up in a fancy, high up do, keeping the hair away from my face. I put on my dress and heels, but kept the barrette on. At the museum gala, there were plenty of rich people, history enthusiasts, culture seekers, and art admirers. I gazed at the amazing art while eating fresh, expensive caviar on a cracker and sipping champagne. Then, a tall gentleman stood behind me and said in his Russian.