Chapter 3
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Chapter 3
Nathan
I could hear his thoughts, how they looked at me, how they wanted me, how they undressed me from their looks. Was this woman or was she supposed to be a bride today??
“Uhh… thank you! I could use a shower .. I think ... and yes, a strong coffee! Maybe some champagne too?!" she finally answered after she finished scanning my body. And with champagne what should they celebrate? Shame in my pants?
"A champagne?? Are you sure?” I asked her in response, not knowing why I asked such a stupid question. After all, the woman was free to drink as she pleased, right?
"Absolute!" she answered me firmly, and somehow I was glad that her mood had changed from plaintive to something strong and decisive.
I took her hand in my left hand and placed my right palm on her lower back for support. Oh God! So fit in my hands!
I opened the door to the luxury hotel suite and she was amazed at what she saw inside. She shyly turned to me and, grabbing my hand, pulled me inside. He had understood that I wanted to give him space, because I had stopped at the door, without taking another step into the room.
"I'm pretty sure I didn't meet you by accident!" she said in a soft and seductive tone as she pulled me closer to her.
"Uh...ma'am...the bathroom is in that direction. Inside you have everything you need to relax. I will prepare the bath for you.” and I ran away from her like a virgin nerd. What's with me? I have never been afraid of women's touches in my life! And now running away from one makes me scared of myself…
After i prepared the ground for the hapless bride's indulgence, I called out to her. Oh, how I wish we could share this tub now!
"Wow! Looks great! I will definitely relax in this foam! Roses and vanilla...mmmmmm... sensual and sweet fragrance! I adore him! Can you help me with the zip of the dress please?” she asked me to unbutton her dress as casually as if she were asking me for a glass of water. Women! Can you hear what you're asking me??
"Would you s-excuse me?!" I stammered, not believing her audacity.
"Excuse me for what? Have you never unzipped a dress before?” he looked at me defiantly and then bit his lower lip and almost laughed at me and my immaturity and it pissed me off deep down knowing that I was giving the wrong impression of who I really am.
"That's not the problem, I'm sure I've done it before, it's just that it seems inappropriate to do it now... you know, we don't know each other... it's inappropriate to start undressing you..." how could I explain to her that was just the thought of taking her dress off making my pants boil?
"We didn't meet until a little earlier! Now we do it... and I hope to get to know each other even more in the time to come! So? Can you help me with the zipper?” she challenged me again with her looks and, damn it, I don't know how long I can keep myself from rolling her!
"Ok… I think I can do it… just…"
"Just what?" she interrupted in an innocent tone, pretending not to be aware of the hardships she was causing me.
"I just don't understand what you expect from me, exactly?! You know, I'm still a man!” I finally answered her in a slightly irritated tone.
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