.."You are so hot that I just could not stop myself!" But you know who I am!" Yeah. You're Carolyn. My girl Carolyn." Then he kissed me again."I just ...want to be where you are honey. You're gorgeous, and that didnot happen accidentally, did it? You've done this before or youwouldn't look so damned hot." Marcie?" I squeaked out."Marcie can bite it honey. From now on you're my girl and she can takea hike." When she finds out she'll be on you like a coat of paint Stanley." So what? Who says that we. Suddenly it was time for confidences.She looked at me, suddenly shy. She burrowed among the bags on the bed and fished out a photograph in a frame. It was a rather charming studio picture of her."Which is Robert's room? I want to leave this for him." Answer enough.I left her then to go and put the finishing touches to the evening's arrangements. The next time I saw her, she was in Robert's arms being kissed in a way that left no doubt that they were in love. And then she glittered her way. ”Kneeling before me, James buried his face in my hot and wet loins and began to loudly and passionately lick and suck the juices running so freely from within me. His mustaches tickled my thighs as he feasted upon my outpourings, and I ran my hands through his silvery locks as I quivered and gasped at this marvelous assault. I had already spent twice when I pulled his face away, begging for him to stop and “Fuck me!” James grinned up at me wetly and stood. Taking me by the hand he led me to his. I entered, watching myself every step of the way in the mirrored upper half before reaching for the control surface and keying my destination. The doors imprisoned me, and even though the lift descended steadily, my stomach remained on the fifteenth floor. The lack of control was suffocating, yet somehow liberating. Everything about the evening was his choice, from the swanky location right down to the very clothes I was wearing. And those I wasn’t. To him, I was merely entertainment, his.