Chapter 4
The rest of the week was difficult to get through. My body was on fire at the thought of what could happen, what would happen during the party. I played it over and over in my head several times and every time I ended up with my hand in my panties.
I dressed in a long black sequined dress that fit my body like a glove. The negligee I had purchased for the evening matched perfectly making me feel like a harlot. I giggled at the thought of a virgin harlot as I checked myself out in my mirror.
“Damn, I look hot,” I said, turning around.
I applied some lipstick turning my lips a crimson red and spritzed Robert’s favorite perfume on the nape of my neck before grabbing my purse and leaving out the door.
When I arrived at the hotel, a valet helped me out of my car and walked me to
