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Looking up at the bedside clock it is only 9.30, and maybe George was tired, but I was suddenly wide awake and caressing his genitals were proving fruitless, only making me feel horny in expectations... This is no good, I think to myself, and slowly release my grip on him and quietly crawl out of bed.
Bored now, looking around the room in the semi dark, I had brought my silk multi coloured Caftan with me that I often wore as an evening gown when entertaining at home. So slipped that over my shoulders, had a shake of my still wet hair and together with my purse, quietly took the lift down to the ground floor and headed for the bar.
It was a shame that George's taste had to go from my mouth, but an expensive bottle of Champagne to wash the flavour down.... Well what can be more satisfying?
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