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The lights were on and the water was bubbling. There was steam coming up from the water as it touched the cool night air. You turned and looked at me and smiled that smile, the one I had been waiting for all night. I watched as you stripped down to your silk boxers and stepped into the hot tub. You turned to watch as I stripped down to my matching blue bra and panties. I took your hand and entered the hot tub. I watched as you took off your silk boxers and laid them over the side..I did the same with my bra and panties. Naked in the hot tub I sat next to you and we started kissing. You pulled me over onto your lap and I as I straddled you, I felt your cock hard and thick against my pussy. The combination of smell between your Obsession for Men and the heat from the hot tub made my head swim. Your hand cupped a breast, your thumb ran over my nipples and our kissing increased. You started to kiss down my neck and to my left breast to the nipple. You looked up at me with your dark eyes. " Real or no, the story's love triangle runs the gamut of emotions," the older man replied. "Can you decipher the psychology of those who no longer live?" Ghostbusters, man, 'cept we don't have the proton packs" Lance interjected.The room seemed darker. A couple of the candles had gone out. Laura dropped the remains of her sandwich to the table, and stood to leave: "I've lost my appetite." She rushed from the room as the men rose from their chairs. The two young men looked at each other, confused by their spontaneous gentlemanly act, then sat back down. Mandy was still slurping her soup, disinterested.The remainder of dinner passed quietly and uncomfortably, then they all returned to their rooms.Chapter 3Mandy had changed into her nightgown, and had just put some more wood into the fireplace when she heard her door quietly open and close. She turned to find Lance staring at her, seemingly hesitant."Managed to sneak by him, huh?" Mandy beckoned him to her as she sat back on the bed.
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