We arrived at the hotel, went upstairs and made our way to Jack’s hotel room. He opened the door and invited us in. He had prepared some beverages in his room that he offered us, & made us a drink of whiskey with a beer chaser. We all sat down and enjoyed more talk, and our drinks. He talked about being nervous, and this being his first time doing something like this, not knowing what to expect. He emphasized that he would follow our lead and his goal was to make sure my wife and I were completely happy with him in every possible way. He emphasized my wife being the center of attention, and how he understood his role was to enhance everyone’s experience and provide as much pleasure as possible. This set my wife at ease even further with him.

As we talked, my wife slipped into the bathroom while he and I spoke about Hockey & everyday things.

She was gone for a few minutes, but when she came back out into the room she was wearing a red lingerie set with black stockings and red heels. She had lotioned her body with coconut infused oil. Her skin glistened in the dim light and she smelled like a hot summer day in the tropics. She had put on black eyeliner and pale red lipstick, & her face was an image of pure innocent beauty.

Jack complimented her profusely, & spoke of how fortunate he felt to have been chosen, of how beautiful and sexy she looked standing there in her lingerie, swirling a rock glass of whiskey so that the ice and whiskey slushed and clinked in a perfect rhythm that broke the silence of the moment. She glowed. She is of rare beauty by nature, but that night she glowed with a radiance that was new and even more brilliant than her usual stunning appearance. She emanated a confidence that was palpable and that radiated sexiness & desire. She looked as a nocturnal creature that had emerged from a cocoon and was just now first setting eyes unto the world, that was hers for the taking.

She glided across the room to me, and gave me a deep and longing kiss. A passion in her lips I had tasted many times, but even more intense than usual. As she peeled her lips from mine, she stared into my eyes for what felt an eternity. Perhaps it was. Her lips pursed into a wry and playful smile, as her almond shaped eyes remained locked onto mine. She turned, slowly, her hands still in mine, towards Jack. Her hands slipped out of mine and she was off, moving towards him, like a Roman goddess set sail towards an undiscovered country.

To be continued….