She smiled. She kissed me. “I know you think this is too fast but we have only two weeks together. If I waited for you to ask I might have to wait a... week or at least a few days. So I didn’t wait. We are not strangers. You didn’t stay at this chalet last year but you met me and we danced together several times. Remember?” I thought back to last year. I had gone to only one dance but I had met a blonde girl and danced with her. She hadn’t been wearing dirndl. What had she been wearing? And her. Just last night, when he was simply ‘the man’ who melted her so completely. At her desk — and then on it. In the tunnel. And in the hotel suite. Caroline drifted for a moment. Caroline squeezed her knees together and moved her thighs up and down. The ache between her legs worked its way to her throat and she let out a soft moan. She snapped back to the conference room when she heard Albert say, ‘I’ll be right back.’ She crossed her legs under the table. She returned to her laptop but knew that. . was it morning? Had I actually slept through the whole night? Whilst my head was trying to sort itself out, I realised my dick was rock hard. My girlfriend was lying behind me, her hands wandering over my legs and boxers. That's what had woken me up. I stayed as still as possible, not wanting Holly to know I was awake just yet. Her hand slipped under the waistband of my boxers and she grabbed my dick, massaging my balls slowly. I was getting so horny and I struggled to hold back the moans.. “A Mother Nature fuck bunny,” he repeated. “I like that, Bill. I think this guy is OK.”The other man, slight of build and also balding with a grey trimmed beard, picked up on this. “I don’t know, Harold. Can we trust this guy? What do you think, Bill?”Bill looked at me carefully again. “What’s your name?” he asked. “It’s Phillip,” I said. “I live over in Lyndhurst, and I’m a retired college professor. I go out on the bike around the county because I have a heart condition and have to.