She watched as the young man endured polite introductions to the tiny white haired lady and she smiled as he tried to show interest in thier conversat...ion, watching as her eyes watched him, her lips in a mischevious smirk. The white haired lady, her conversation finished, moved on and the pale pink lips broke into a broad smile, laughing as her companion chastised her, eyes diverted demurely, her lips still turned up at the corners, the promise of mischief on them. She watched the interaction. Harold is a good man, a loving husband and a great provider, but he is an absolute zero in bed. When I'm older maybe what Harold is will be good enough for me, but not now while I'm young and in my prime. I want and need sex and I just don't get it from Harold. A two-minute quickie and he rolls off and is snoring before I even know he's out of me. After five years of that I was so sexually frustrated that I was ready to take a meat axe to Harold while he was sleeping and hope that a jury. Opening the envelope, I pulled out a key card and a note.ROOM 704Apart from the room number there was nothing else written on the piece ofpaper. Discarding the note and the envelope, I headed toward theelevator. Moments later, I stood outside Room 704 with the key card in myhand.Taking a deep breath, I unlocked the door and let myself inside.The room was mostly dark with just a couple of lights on. It looked as ifno one was inside."Hello?" I called out nervously."Take off your dress," said a. “How dare he lay a hand on anyone else?” As soon as that though crossed my mind I immediately shook it off. I was getting scared that I was having feeling for my cousin. I hadn’t seen him for about 5 months after and I was spending the day at my grandma’s house. Naturally John was there too. For the most part I avoided him until it happened. My grandma set up a sprinkler in the front yard and I happened to pack my swimsuit. I went to grab it out of my day bag when john came by and took it out.