Dan and Emma move to her Room and have some nice Talk

After Emma's little show I went to the bathroom again and when I came back and looked at my mobile I saw a WhatsApp message from Emma. It was just a picture of a cup of coffee and I grinned when I slipped the phone back into my pocket.

In a good mood I went to the canteen and enjoyed my breakfast. After a short phone call with my wife I went to the garden and thought about what I should do today.

Emma then arrived and grinned at me as she looked down at me, she crossed her arms. She was wearing blue jeans and a loose black blouse.

The way she stood in front of me seemed like she was in a bad mood. But her eyes were hidden behind large black sunglasses, and her hair was tied in a long braid.

"Where... have you been?" Emma asked, and I saw the suspicious twitching of her lips. She was trying to be serious and to appear angry, something she was always very bad at. If she wore sunglasses to prevent people looking into her eyes, it was an even better sign that she wasn't angry. Accordingly, I grinned in a good mood and pointed to the hotel behind us.

"Well... " I grinned at her broadly and cheekily as we walked towards the wing she was staying in and that's why I grinned. "Looking for a blonde bombshell who just gave me a sexy show?" I said half questioningly and she nodded firmly.

We both looked at each other and then we burst into a resounding laughter and she took off her sunglasses.

"Damn it! How did you know I wasn't angry?" she asked and looked at me sulking and I grinned back.

"You wear sunglasses AND your lips always twitch so treacherously.

"You know me too well," she sighed and just sat down with me on the couch.

"Why... didn't you come over for a coffee?" she asked me a little quieter and I looked at her in amazement.

"That was an invitation? Oh. I thought you were teasing me about having a better coffee maker." I said so honestly, and she looked at me for a long time to see if I was lying or not. Finally, she seemed to believe me and smiled.

"Do you want a coffee?"

"I'd love some!" I said and we both walked through the relatively empty corridors of the hotel. But the few people we both met were not even part of our company. She slowly unlocked the door and let me into her room. I was impressed when I noticed the difference between her room and mine, which made her proud.

"Do you like it?" Emma asked and closed the door behind me. Without me noticing, she had put up the "please don't disturb" sign just before she closed the door.

"Your room is huge! And does it include the whole roof?" I asked in amazement. "Does the company pay for that?"

"Not really, no." She admitted. "But I put in a little extra from my own till and nobody objected. You're the only one who knows that, by the way." She smiled and took me through the three rooms. The first one was a nice, albeit not too big living room that would comfortably accommodate maybe 5 people. The room was dominated by a fireplace, which was lit, 2 long white couches and a comfortable armchair in the same color. The next room was a combination of kitchen and dining room. Afterwards she went with me to the last door and opened it. Behind it my eyes fell on a huge bed. It looked like a huge playground, where you could certainly have A LOT of fun. My gaze wandered over it and then the blood shot to my head as I saw her underwear lying there and something that looked like a dildo.

Without showing the slightest shame she went in and picked up the panties and opened a drawer to put them in. Then she probably noticed that the dildo was still lying on the bed and picked it up slowly. As it was almost exactly in the middle of the big bed she had to bend forward and even get on the bed with one knee. I was hypnotized by the sight. Her posture allowed me to admire her beautiful butt in all its glory. Fortunately for me she did not stay in this provocative posture for long and turned towards me. In her left hand she had a silver dildo and looked at me apologetically. Then her gaze wandered to the dildo and back to me.

"This... is a bit embarrassing now!" she grinned and then continued. "But our little conversation has kind of... put me in the mood! And well..."

"Our little talk?" I asked with a heavy swallow as she grinned and pointed the dildo at me.

"Well our talk about the photo shoot! And then there was that little dance... well... Did you actually like it?" she asked and looked at me closely. I cleared my throat embarrassed and resisted the urge to grab my cock... Or grab Emma. The sight of Emma with a dildo in her hand was nothing I had ever imagined, but now I couldn't get that image out of my mind.

" It... was .... I never thought you'd be so flexible." I said insecurely, and she put the dildo right next to me on a small table. Then she walked towards the kitchen and just said she was going to get us the coffee first. As soon as she was gone I grabbed my crotch and straightened my trousers a little. I didn't have a hard-on yet, but I wasn't completely unimpressed by this sight.

Emma.

As soon as Emma was out of Dan's sight, she grinned broadly. It was no coincidence that the dildo and her underwear had still been on the bed. The effect the sight would have on him had been planned. But now it was time to give him some medicine. While she put on 2 cups of coffee she took the perfume she had worn the first evening. She just loved the smell and it was normal perfume. The second bottle, however, was the same aphrodisiac that she had given him the first night. She smiled at the door to see if he might come behind her, but that was not the case. Slowly she let the sex-**** drip drop by drop into his coffee.

She had been a little bit wobbly with this substance. She hadn't been sure if she should use it or not, but then she had tried it herself and the effect on women was the same as on men. However, she had taken a much stronger dose and had gotten the full effect of the ****. She had been lying in her bed for hours, fucking herself with the dildo. Her horniness that night had been simply insatiable and that was why she decided to use it on Dan, albeit in a weaker dose. After all, she didn't want him to just fuck her. She wanted him to forget Ria completely and stay by his side for the rest of his life.

The thought that he would soon end up in her bed and have forgotten his wife made Emma horny by now. But she was a woman with a strong will. She wouldn't rush anything and if she was honest... she enjoyed making him horny and pulling him deeper and deeper into a web of lust, seduction and desire as well.

Dan.

When Emma came back, she smiled and had two cups of deliciously fragrant coffee in her hands. Immediately, she gave me one cup and just grinned.

"Careful. Hot!" she smiled and the way she pronounced the word "hot" was almost sensual. I thanked her for the coffee and took a sip of the coffee. It was excellent and had a pleasant side taste that I knew from somewhere. As she watched me take the first sip, she smiled contentedly and picked up her dildo. "Come, let's sit in the living room."

I followed her and watched her put the dildo on the table and then toasted me with coffee. After we both took another sip I asked her to look at the dildo.

"Do you want to take this with you everywhere you go now?"

"I'd rather not. In the end Bill would ask me if he could watch me use it," she sighed theatrically and then looked at me. "But since you've already seen it... what the hell."

"Hey. At least Bill would offer to help you out with this." I said, opening my eyes when I realized what I'd just said. Emma burst out laughing and immediately asked.

"You mean the dildo, or that he's got something better?" she said with a grin, then looked at me. "Don't worry. I may be **** and that thing there isn't as much fun as a real man, but before I get involved with Bill I'd rather throw myself at you," she said and although the comparison wasn't exactly encouraging, Bill was an asshole after all, I asked.

"Now is that a compliment or an insult?"

"Dan, if you weren't married I'd answer that question, but not like this. At least it's enough that you know I have this toy. Isn't that enough for you? And before you get any crazy ideas. No. I didn't use it this morning after my show. After all, I had an audience and that was enough to satisfy me. At least until now!" she still said, and I suddenly drank the rest of my coffee so that I wouldn't answer this statement with a stupid, thoughtless comment.