The luxury five-star hotel wasn’t far away from Hyde Park on a quiet, tree-lined street. It definitely had an understated elegance and air of sophistication to it. Each man had his own traditional country house suite including a four-poster king bed with large, square feather pillows and a spacious sitting room. The cherry furniture, lush artwork, and thick draperies with matching embroidered valance and headboard made Holly’s head spin in delight. A door located in the middle of the sitting room separated the suites. After the foursome said their goodbyes to one another, Holly and Joe went through their door and he locked it.

Holly could feel her nerves getting to her a little. This was something she had never expected to happen. The excitement of being alone with him was building.

“I need a break. Another festival in Dublin tomorrow and we’re on holiday for a week.” Joe grabbed a laptop computer that was sitting on the couch and sat down. “So what do you do in America?”

She tried not to tremble. “You mean as a job?”

He nodded.

“I’m an accountant.”

“Hmm…really? I could have used you last month for an objective opinion. Unfortunately, it’s too late.” Joe shook his head. “You must be tired of those wet clothes by now.”

“I’m been used to them for hours.” She tried to smile. “But they feel like a second skin that needs to be peeled off.”

“No worries then. Peel them off if you like. We can ring up room service and have them laundered for you. At least when you leave in the morning they’ll be fresh.” Joe started typing on his computer.

Holly gazed around the flowery wallpapered sitting room with its cozy comfort and at the handsome man sitting on the couch. Should she just start taking off her clothes here? “I think I’ll take a shower.”

He tilted his head at her. “You must take a bath instead. This hotel is  renowned for the depth and breadth of their tubs. Towel racks are heated too.”

Holly thought she had died and gone to heaven with that news. Nothing could have sounded better. She chuckled. “Then a bath it is.”

Time to take off those wet clothes. Now, after all, he did offer to have them laundered and she couldn’t wait to get into that bathtub. She unzipped her hoodie and threw it to the floor. She pulled the tight fitting t-shirt over her head, leaving a damp red bra. Joe’s eyes didn’t leave her once she slowly started unzipping her jeans to reveal matching red panties. Since she had his rapt attention, she decided not to reveal anything more. Let the excitement build a little. There was no reason to show him what he would be seeing shortly. She scooped up the clothes and put them in a pile near the main door.

“Hold on. I know there’s a fresh robe in the closet. Let me get it for you.” Joe set down his computer and went out of sight into the bedroom. He returned with a plush white robe courtesy of the hotel and handed it to Holly. “I’m glad you’re here. Sometimes it’s nice to have company when I feel like I’m going mad from the day.”

“Thank you.” She laid the robe over her arm, ready to take it into the bathroom.

“I just need to finish up a business email. I won’t be long, I promise.” He bent his head down to her face and dotted her forehead and cheeks with quick pecks, then went to her mouth.

Holly let out a breath and his lips moved down to capture it. The desire and anticipation were all there at once. His tongue slid through her lips into her mouth and she found herself unable to breathe. She tried to keep up as he explored her, sweeping every part of her mouth with his warm tongue. She felt herself melting in his embrace. A hand on her left breast began gently squeezing through her damp bra. She couldn’t help but moan. His fingers felt wonderful touching her.

“You’re making my cock hard,” he whispered into her mouth.

“What are we going to do about it?” she whispered back.

He broke away from her, and stared intently into her eyes. “Draw the bath. Give me a few minutes to finish my email business and I’ll be right there. We’ll have no interruptions.”

She nodded. “All right, I will.”

As they separated, she turned toward the bathroom and her mouth dropped open in awe with what she saw. It was a marble delight with light gray and white swirls on the walls, darker swirls on the floor. The white tub was deep and huge, enough to host a small orgy. They could both easily fit in there foot-to-foot or side-by-side. She hung up the robe then drew the bath, adding the foaming bath beads she found on the counter sitting there with the other toiletries. This hotel was obviously top quality. You could show up naked and be taken care of. The fragrance generated by the bath beads smelled of sandalwood and she breathed it in deeply. This was like a dream.