The elevator stopped. I checked and saw it was his floor. I exited, and walked to the door on the left. Taking a deep breath, I went to raise my fist ...to knock. John had heard the elevator ding, and opened the door before I could knock.Welcoming me into his apartment, he offered a drink and I quickly accepted. We sat on the couch talking about the night's events. I came to New York for a getaway, to help my husband cope with the events that haunted him, the marriage I was trying to save over.. She collected some of her personal items but left the rest including dresses and underwear that her mother forced her to wear. She left a note on the kitchen bench.‘Moved into my penthouse, see you sometime later, Linda.’Smiling at Neil. “That note was so rewarding to write. I’m moving into the penthouse for the time being, lets go.”Neil returned her to the penthouse. He showed her the car park and her other car there. The others are at the other home he explained. He left her inside the. And I want you to know that it is not because you are my boss. I was attracted to you the first time we met." I also felt something too" I said. I told her I could get us a room here if she wanted. She was bubbling, so cute I couldn't stand it.We got to the room and I ordered a bottle of wine. We drank a little then I approached her sitting in a chair leaning over her and kissing her lips. We kissed softly then I cupped her tit. She arched her back and I could feel her hard nipple through her. He told me he was very lonely as long term boyfriend Harry Sykes had moved away a few months before and he was wary of getting involved with any “straight” local men for fear they would make up stuff about him. Our days fishing was glorious with the sunshine and scenery worth the trip on it,s Own , the fish we caught an added bonus. When he dropped me off I thanked him warmly shaking his hand in a strong grip. “My pleasure.” His response. A few days later he asked me out again, but after we,d.