Indeed, Tawny had been moving pretty slowly when she got back to our suite. As you can imagine, last night was one of the rare occasions that we didn’t have sex after one of her parties. She’d showered, slid into bed, and was sound asleep seconds after kissing me goodnight.
I was happy to hear that he’d taken good care of her after the party. That made two things I appreciated him doing. The other was him sending her off without her boobs still tied.
Now, him leaving her boobs tied like that wasn’t intended for me, of course. Damon didn’t know that her husband was with her here on the island. For that matter, he didn’t even know she had a husband. He’d just told her he enjoyed the thought of her making her way through the corridors and up the elevator tied like that. Ok, so maybe he wasn’t all business.
Regardless of his motives, the end result was that I got to see just how they’d tied her boobs up. Usually I only got to hear about things like that, and not see them. Occasions like our Customer Appreciation party that I attended incognito were the rare exception. So getting to see and touch her bound boobs, and knowing that some other guy had tied them like that, was a rare treat for me.
I realized I was staring at her boobs under the thin blouse she was wearing as I daydreamed.
“Are you staring at my boobs, sir?” she asked teasingly.
I grinned, and said, “Busted. No pun intended.”
“You didn’t get any last night, and you’re hoping tonight will be a different story, aren’t you?”
I nodded, and said, “Indeed I am. But only if you aren’t too sore – I know how busy you were last night, babe.”
Her face brightened, and in a voice full of promise, she said, “Well, I don’t think I can wait that long. Don’t eat too much brunch.”
She licked her lips and added, “I’ve got plans for you once we get back to our room.”