Chris'Pov
Ilookedatalittlecoffeethathadpenetratedintohisshirt,andtheskinthat"exposed"hadbeguntoturnred.
Thecoffeeisveryhot,buthedidn’tutteraword.
Ican'tcaresomuch."Mr.Warren,it'srude."
Warren'spov
Shestretchedoutherhandandunbuttonedmybutton.Thespeedofunbuttoningwasclearlyfast,butIfeltlikeIwasinslowmotion.
Icanclearlyfeelwhenherlittlehandsrubmyskin.
Adam'sapplerollsandshewipesitallthewayfrommychestwithapapertowel.Obviously,mybodyisoutofcontrol.
Chris'Pov
Deliberatelyignoringhisphysicalchanges,Ihadtocontinuewiping.
"Mr.Warren,takeoffyourclothesandI'lltakethemtodrycleaning."
Warren'spov
Iturnedandenteredthesuiteinside,thinkingaboutChrishadtouchedmebefore.Ifonlyitweretrue?
Iclosedmyeyesandwalkedintothebathroom,butmypeniswaserectedforhalfaday.
Mymindisfullofhersmilesandmarksonherbody.
Ican'thelpbutfantasizeaboutherwearinga"sexual"bathingsuitattheRainHotSprings.Shehasagoodfigure.