He grasped me firmly but gently and guided me to his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.
He approached me soundlessly from behind and spoke in a low voice close to my ear. "Just relax."
Without warning he reached down and I felt his strong hands start at my ankles, gently probing and moving up my calves slowly but steadily.
My breath caught in my throat.
I knew I should be afraid but somehow I didn't care.
His touch was so experienced. So sure.
When his hands moved to my thighs I gave a slight shudder and partly closed my eyes.
My pulse was pounding.
I felt his fingers caress my abdomen, my rib cage.
And then as he cupped my firm full breasts I inhaled sharply.
Probing searching, knowing what he wanted he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.
Although I knew nothing about this man I felt oddly trusting and expectant.
This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to no for an answer. A man who knew what he wanted.
A man who would look into my soul and say.... "Okay ma'am. All done."
My eyes snapped open and he was standing in front of me smiling, holding out my purse. "You can board your flight now."
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