1. Community Involvement Ch. 15


    Date: 7/10/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Phoenix181, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    flick? No problem with that, but where shall we eat? Room service?” “Yes and no. Ripples will definitely have to wait.” She looked at me with her puppy dog eyes, which quickly changed into usual her beaming smile. I also noted a hint of mischief. “Don’t worry, I have it all under control.” “That’s what’s got me worried,” I chided. “There’s just no pleasing some people,” she retorted acting hurt. We laughed and chattered as we turned off the Harbour Bridge. Taking the ‘mickie' out of our earlier comments, Michelle directed in a pseudo-SatNav voice, and guided us to the valet parking outside the hotel. Things happened quickly from there and before I knew it we were in a room. And what a room! “How?” was all I could utter as we entered. “Impressed?” “Wow. Yes, definitely!” I replied astonished as I threw open the curtain to reveal the Opera House directly across the Quay from our room. “But how did you arrange all this?” I indicated the room and the bottle of Moet sitting in the ice bucket on the small table near the window with a wide sweep of my arms. “How about you pop the cork and pour and I will explain all? But first, I need to pee.” She turned, and kicked her leg backwards as she gleefully skipped her way around the corner. I popped the cork and sent it flying across the room which was greeted by a distant, echoey voice. “That’s my favourite sound!” I pulled the round-backed chairs together so they faced the view, poured the champagne, and sat in stunned silence as I ...
    waited for my mischievous companion to return. The room was dimly lit, with a chic mix of timber, gold and yellows throughout the decor to give a feeling of warmth and grandeur, fitting for such a magnificent view. “ Very tastefully done, ” I thought as I watched a Manly ferry leaving the Quay, full of some of the last peak hour commuters heading homeward. “Comfy?” Michele enquired as she retuned. She slid her arms across my chest from behind and kissed my head before she took a seat. She picked up both glasses and offered a toast. “Too our secret place?” “I’ll drink to that.” We clinked the fine champagne flutes gently together. The delicate sound of the glass lightly drifted around us as we drank deeply. “Mmmm, that is very good.” I closed my eyes and smiled broadly as the delicate bubbles tantalised my taste buds. The quiet, opulent surroundings and the wonderful flavour of the wine cast a magical serenity upon us both. “I don’t mean to pry, but curiosity is getting the better of me. Just how did you manage this?” “Curiosity killed the cat, remember.” “Fuck the cat.” Michelle laughed her staccato laugh before taking another sip. I noted how the liquid barely touched her sensuous lips. “Okay.” She wiggled her pert bottom in her seat and straightened her skirt. “I did promise an explanation, didn’t I?” She beamed brightly. She even had an excited twinkle in her eyes. “This might shock you but here goes.” She took a deep breath as well as another deep draft of wine. I refilled ...
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