There couldn’t be. He didn’t even know her. Just wanted her so damn much that he hadn’t stopped aching for her since Saturday. It was Monday no...w and when he’d gotten into his car to drive to work this morning he’d sworn that her smell still floated in the air. He’d driven with the windows down even though it was raining. That was when he made the decision to stay away from her. He knew he couldn’t control himself when he was around her, so it’d be better if he just didn’t see her for a while.. She was weeding again, and he noticed the grey gardening gloves she wore looked a little bit threadbare. Again, he thought he saw her eyes following him, but he was in the zone and he didn’t stop. The third time he saw her weeding, it was in a completely different street. He probably wouldn’t have noticed her if she had not been wearing the same MTV shirt and Yankees cap every time. Intrigued, he slowed down next to her. She was crouched on an old kneeling cushion while she filled rows of. Richard stopped and asked if I was happy with going further, which I was. He took off his own trousers, revealing a bulky torso and a tight pair of swimming briefs. He then unbuttoned my jeans and gently pulled them down over my own black silk trim briefs, which pleased him. With my jeans at my ankles he leaned me gently back over his knees and resumed the spanking- this time it stated to hurt and I could feel my backside getting hotter by the minute. On instruction I started to rub him down. “Well, not exactly. But I am sure it will be OK if you would like. I won’t charge you any different since it was our mistake in the first place.”Julia let out a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn’t have to go hotel hunting.The old man finished checking her in and directed her to room 469.Julia collected her bag and headed up the elevator. There only seemed to be 4 rooms on the whole floor. Julia opened the door and was intrigued by the room she had been giving. It was large, with a sitting.