I had just finished a tennis tournament which had been quite draining and she’d now managed to give me the best sex I’ve ever had. It was all I could do to be able to breathe normally in the heated sauna.
Then just like that she stood and looked down at me a sly smile playing on her lips.
I didn’t want her to go, didn’t want this to end.
“How can I contact you?” I asked. “I don’t even know your name.”
“Penelope,” she giggled.
“That’s lovely. What about we meet for dinner, go to a club, and have a few drinks, then you can come back to the penthouse with me. I have some toys that will blow your mind.”
“I bet you do.” She laughed.
“I’ll make it a night you’ll never forget. I have my own pool. We can go skinny dipping. I want to devour you, make love to you in a bed, not on a hard bench anxious someone might see us.”