Unpack and skip shower

With lots of happy thoughts and endorphins flooding your brain, you crawl out of Nancy’s bed and retrieve your clothes. Once dressed, you make your way to your room, listening to Nancy humming happily to herself as she works in the kitchen. She is wearing only her robe, and you notice that when she bends over to retrieve something from a lower cabinet, her gorgeous ass comes into full view. The fact that she didn’t attempt to put on anything else gives you hope that dinner is simply an opportunity to refeul before resuming your pre-dinner activities.

You go to your room and begin unpacking your bags. You didn’t bring a lot of stuff with you, so it doesn’t take you a lot of time to put your clothes in the dresser and hang up the few items that require a hanger. You briefly consider grabbing a quick shower, but by the time you are done putting your things away, Nancy is calling you for dinner.

You return to the kitchen where you find two place settings next to each other on the counter. Two stools give each of you a place to sit. You sit down, and after dishing out a simple-but-appetizing meal, Nancy sits next to you.

Admittedly, you are hungry and eager to dive in. You try to rememer your manners, though, and offer some dinner conversation. That’s when a wave of uneasiness comes over you. What exactly do you say? After experiencing such intimacy, it seems that you should be able to talk about anything, but the circumstances of your coupling are beyond unusual. The difference in ages, the fact that she is your employer, and the out-of-the-blue seduction make this “date” so much different than any other you have had.

As if things weren’t awkward enough, Nancy’s robe has worked its way loose as she prepared dinner, and from where you sit, you can see almost an entire breast exposed to your view. You try to look her in the eyes or at least focus on your dinner, but you can’t help but shoot repeated glances at the tantalizing item that is not on your plate.