choose for your lunch? We have Titanium, Platinum and Gold.”
“We will go for Titanium,” Nikki replied, in a heartbeat.
“Are you sure?” I whispered in her ear. I’d been to hotels like this, but this one was different and I felt cold and awkward for the first time.
“Don’t sweat it, Scott. Follow me.” She walked with confidence and a little attitude. Like she was used to eating lunch here daily.
The Titanium lounge was a beauty in itself; the room was bigger than two tennis courts placed together. At the middle of the room, a huge piano was placed and a young, beautiful lady was playing some melodic tune. Only four medium-sized large tables were present in the room and that, too, at the corners so no one could see other patrons or hear what others were talking about. Two small tables were placed around the piano, so the person sitting there could enjoy the music better.
We grabbed one of the small tables; A waiter who was dressed better than II was came to serve us.
“Hello, ma’am, sir. May I take your order, please?” He bowed with proficiency.
Damn. “Nikki, you should have chosen a different hotel or told me earlier. Even the waiter is in better clothes than mine.”
“It’s just your perspective, Tristan,” She sighed and looked at the menu. “You are richer than you let on and better than any of the people present here. So, be your true self and enjoy lunch. What would you like to eat? I suggest you try some Italian, it’s good.”
“Why don’t you order for both of us, then?”
“Sure.” She looked at waiter with confident blue eyes.“ Trenette with pesto for two and two glasses of wine.” Her cute, blue eyes didn’t even flickered while talking with the waiter. Her chin was high and her cheekbones were pinkish red, like red wine, and I wanted to taste her right there.
Once done, she turned back to me. “If you don’t mind, can we do some shopping after this? I want to buy some sportswear.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t mind if I get to watch you in the changing room.”
“What?” She let the gasp slip away.
“Yes, that’s my condition.” I winked at her.
Her cheeks turned more reddish. ”I’ll think about it.”
“I can take cab back home, then.”
“No need. I’ll drop you back home,” she said.
I smiled mischievously at her. The idea of being with her in the changing room took my breath away.
***
One hour later, I was roaming outside of the changing room in a huge clothes mall. I tried to get Nikki to let me inside the room, but she refused again and again, while turning more reddish with each request.
I had no other job than to wonder what piece of clothing she must be trying on at that moment.
“How does it look?” My thoughts came back to reality. Nikki was standing at the dressing room door with her jeans and a sports bra above. It was a black, striped bra, fitting perfectly over her firm breasts. Her nipples were pointing out of it. She looked so sexy in that outfit that I grabbed another bra nearby and pushed her back inside the room.
“It looks awesome, but I want you to try this on in front of me,” I said, without taking my eyes off her sexy blue eyes.
“Tristan, please.” She resisted.
“I want to see you changing in front of me.”
She turned apple red and started moving her head in a big no. But I wasn’t going to listen to her.
Finally, she stopped moving her head and turned around to try on the new sports bra, but the room was all mirrors and I could see everything I wanted. When she removed her bra, I could see her nipples had ,hardened through the mirror. For a split second our eyes met and she found that I was looking at her, with desire flowing through my eyes. She closed her eyes and cupped her breasts.
I turned her towards me and slowly pressed my lips on hers, capturing her lower lip in between my teeth and biting her slowly.
She sighed hard. I pulled her hands away from her breast and cupped her right
“We will go for Titanium,” Nikki replied, in a heartbeat.
“Are you sure?” I whispered in her ear. I’d been to hotels like this, but this one was different and I felt cold and awkward for the first time.
“Don’t sweat it, Scott. Follow me.” She walked with confidence and a little attitude. Like she was used to eating lunch here daily.
The Titanium lounge was a beauty in itself; the room was bigger than two tennis courts placed together. At the middle of the room, a huge piano was placed and a young, beautiful lady was playing some melodic tune. Only four medium-sized large tables were present in the room and that, too, at the corners so no one could see other patrons or hear what others were talking about. Two small tables were placed around the piano, so the person sitting there could enjoy the music better.
We grabbed one of the small tables; A waiter who was dressed better than II was came to serve us.
“Hello, ma’am, sir. May I take your order, please?” He bowed with proficiency.
Damn. “Nikki, you should have chosen a different hotel or told me earlier. Even the waiter is in better clothes than mine.”
“It’s just your perspective, Tristan,” She sighed and looked at the menu. “You are richer than you let on and better than any of the people present here. So, be your true self and enjoy lunch. What would you like to eat? I suggest you try some Italian, it’s good.”
“Why don’t you order for both of us, then?”
“Sure.” She looked at waiter with confident blue eyes.“ Trenette with pesto for two and two glasses of wine.” Her cute, blue eyes didn’t even flickered while talking with the waiter. Her chin was high and her cheekbones were pinkish red, like red wine, and I wanted to taste her right there.
Once done, she turned back to me. “If you don’t mind, can we do some shopping after this? I want to buy some sportswear.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t mind if I get to watch you in the changing room.”
“What?” She let the gasp slip away.
“Yes, that’s my condition.” I winked at her.
Her cheeks turned more reddish. ”I’ll think about it.”
“I can take cab back home, then.”
“No need. I’ll drop you back home,” she said.
I smiled mischievously at her. The idea of being with her in the changing room took my breath away.
***
One hour later, I was roaming outside of the changing room in a huge clothes mall. I tried to get Nikki to let me inside the room, but she refused again and again, while turning more reddish with each request.
I had no other job than to wonder what piece of clothing she must be trying on at that moment.
“How does it look?” My thoughts came back to reality. Nikki was standing at the dressing room door with her jeans and a sports bra above. It was a black, striped bra, fitting perfectly over her firm breasts. Her nipples were pointing out of it. She looked so sexy in that outfit that I grabbed another bra nearby and pushed her back inside the room.
“It looks awesome, but I want you to try this on in front of me,” I said, without taking my eyes off her sexy blue eyes.
“Tristan, please.” She resisted.
“I want to see you changing in front of me.”
She turned apple red and started moving her head in a big no. But I wasn’t going to listen to her.
Finally, she stopped moving her head and turned around to try on the new sports bra, but the room was all mirrors and I could see everything I wanted. When she removed her bra, I could see her nipples had ,hardened through the mirror. For a split second our eyes met and she found that I was looking at her, with desire flowing through my eyes. She closed her eyes and cupped her breasts.
I turned her towards me and slowly pressed my lips on hers, capturing her lower lip in between my teeth and biting her slowly.
She sighed hard. I pulled her hands away from her breast and cupped her right
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