Next?

The five minute walk to Corinnes cottage passed in almost complete

silence. All apart from the sound of his heart, hammering in his

chest. Letting them both in she asked Wayne to wait in the living

room. As she disappeared through a doorway with a bead curtain he

took in the decor of the room. There was a sweet incense smell that

hung in the air, and the room was immaculate in its detail. There

was a hint of the far east in almost all the items that were almost

haphazardly strewn about. It wasnt messy though, just ordered chaos.

He liked that.

Corinne returned a few minutes later bearing two steaming mugs of

coffee. They sat and chatted for a while and as time passed Wayne

seemed to become aware of that, where she hadnt dried herself properly, her nipples stuck out like beacons in the sea of her white cotton shirt. He couldnt help but stare and his cock stiffened in his pants as he did so. Corinne, for her part, seemed to notice his preoccupation with her chest. But rather than be offended she seemed to shift around in her chair, and he realised she was aroused too.

Suddenly Corinne got up, saying she was going to change into something drier and left the room. Wayne waited for a minute or so, but the temptation of spying on this hot curvaceous woman got the better of him and he quietly crept up the stairs after her.