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she turned to walk out of the bedroom, Grace noticed that the loo
door ajar. Curiosity besieged her and Grace walked over to the door to take a
peek. The shower curtain pulled back to the point that she can see Guy full
naked. His back was turned to Grace. In amazement her eyes went wide as she
watched soapy water wash down Guy’s rippled back and over his taut arse. Grace
fantasised digging her nails in Guy’s shoulders whilst she wrapped her legs
around his buttocks as Guy pounded madly into her in the shower.
                  Sensing
a pair of eyes, Guy knew Grace was watching from the door. Slowly he cocked his
head up to the shower to rinse the lather off. When Guy did this, he locked
eyes with Grace. Guy pretended not to notice and went back to washing off the
soap.
                “Grace,
are you there?” Guy called out.
                Grace
fell back trying to escape from the room. I’ve
been caught! Her face blushed scarlet in embarrassment. Oh bollocks! He’s going to think I’m a
pervert! Grace rushed to her bedroom door closing it and pretending she was
just walking back into the room.
                “I’m
back! I’ve got your belongings. Would you like a cup of tea?” Grace shouted out
fretfully.
                “That’ll
be great.” Guy replied as he turned off the shower. He chuckled under his
breath shaking his head.
                Grace
smacked the palm of her hand on her forehead. I’m such an arse! Guy knows that
I was watching him! Grace left her bedroom before making a further fool of
herself. In kitchen Grace rushed around placing a kettle on the hob. She found
a box of Worthington Hall biscuits to put on a dish.
                Ten
minutes passed when a fully dressed Guy padded out of her bedroom into the
lounge area. Grace had two hot cups of milky tea and a dish of biscuits on the
coffee table. She looked up to see freshly showered Guy dressed in a new pair of
dark wash denim and a crisp white buttoned down Gucci shirt. Guy’s dark hair
was still damp. Guy picked his cup of tea, taking his seat next to Grace on the
couch.
                “Thanks
for getting my clothing. I appreciate it.” Guy said before taking a sip of his
tea.
                “You’re
welcome.” Grace replied.
                “I
wonder if tonight I can stop in for a nightcap.”
                Grace
looked at Guy. Biscuit crumbs settled on the bottom of Grace’s lips he wanted
to lick them away. Guy placed his mug on the coffee table. He moved his body
close to her. Guy reached out touching her lips with his thumb. He wiped away
chocolate crumbs. As he pulled back Guy licked his thumb. Grace felt faint. What’s this man doing to me? I want his thumb in my mouth.
                “I’d
like that very much.” Grace whispered breathlessly.
                  Grace felt the cottage being stripped of air
supply. Guy sat so close to her that Grace’s knee touched his knee. It sent
shivers all throughout her body.
                Guy
finished tea. He reached into his pocket to pull out his iPhone. It was late.
He needed to leave for his excursion with the lads. Guy turned his body to
Grace to say goodbye. This time, I’m not
leaving without a kiss. Guy cupped Grace’s face and pulled her body up into
his. He pushed her soft silky hair back from her face and drew her chin to him.
                “I
know you saw me.” Guy murmured huskily.
                Grace
felt her heart stop. Guy plied Grace’s lips in sweet soft kisses. She felt like
soft butter melting in summer sun. Grace responded to Guy’s kisses allowing Guy
to run his tongue against her lips to pry open for a deeper kiss. She taste deliciously sweet.
                Guy’s
cock stiffened. The kiss intensified in passion. Grace raised her arms up wrapping
them around the back of his neck. It brought