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Bill's new condo comes with several perks.

There's an envelope attached. I move toward the elevators and open the envelope. Inside are 2 room keys and a note.

"I knew you would want to clean up. Use key #1 first. When you're ready, use key #2 on the connecting door. Take your time. Wear the gift. Phil"

What a nice man. He reads my mind. I go to the room, crawl out of my travel clothes and head for the shower. OH, wait -- the box -- what's in the box? Ribbons and wrapping paper fly. Ohmigosh. It's lovely. I'm so glad I will be clean when I put this on. It's wonderful. I love it.

To the shower. Hot, hot water washing away all the travel. I tidy up the shaved places, wash my hair, get clean inside and out. I stand in the shower with the water running down my back, using a soothing body wash. Its herbal formula smells wonderful, it's so relaxing, and the texture is so smooth.

As I run the washcloth under my breasts, I notice the white against my tan and think of your shirt. Of wearing your white shirt over nothing at all. And I think of what it will be like to have you in the shower with me, later. I finish the "cleaning" part of my shower and set the washcloth aside.

I take more of the herbal wash straight onto my hands, close my eyes, and rub myself . Thinking of you -- how close you are right now -- just a connecting door away. Thinking how nice it will be to have you doing this for me, later. Thinking of your hands, wondering how they will feel.

Imagining you standing behind me, pressing against me under the hot water. Thinking of your stiff cock pressing against my slippery bottom. Imagining us playing under that hot stream of water. Soon, but not yet. First, there's the bet to pay off.

My slick hands move down my body, touching myself. Teasing myself. Rubbing myself. Sliding my fingers in and out. Feeling a different wetness. Getting ready. For you.

Warm out of the shower, I dry my hair, curl it a bit, and pull it back softly. You'll want it loose. Lotion everywhere -- not the hotel's lotion -- my own custom Mizan lotion.

Light spray with the cologne. Now the perfume. Touching my hair, the back of my neck, base of my throat, wrists, ankles, behind my knees, between my breasts, under my breasts, a dab at the base of my spine. I rub those places, to get the scent on my hands, and then stroke my pussy. Good thing we've determined that Phil loves this stuff -- if he were allergic, we'd have a big problem.

A hint of eye shadow and some lip gloss.

Breathe, Vix. Inhale...hold it...exhale...get grounded...get centered. This is Phil. This isn't some nutcase. Breathe. I put on his beautiful gift, step to the connecting door, and knock twice.

"Come in."

My hand is shaking a bit as I slide the key into the lock, turn the knob, and open the door.

The room is dark. There's a candle burning in the bathroom. I can see a bit of reflected light in the mirror.

"I'm over here. Did you have a nice shower?"

"Yes, thanks. It felt very good."

"Time to pay up, Vixen."

"Yes. Where would you like me to begin?"

"I've been thinking about that. I think the magic spot. You're written about it so well, I want to see whether you can really find it."

I follow your voice to the other side of the room. There's just enough light to see the large pieces of furniture. You're sitting in a big overstuffed chair, but I can't make out your features. There's a soft pillow on the floor between your legs.

"That's nice. Thank you."

I kneel on the pillow, untie the ribbon, shake my long hair loose and lean forward. Holding the arms of the chair, I look for you with my hair and my mouth, but not my hands. I sense your heat, I smell you. I feel my hair brush against something and follow with my mouth. It's your thigh. Slowly I kiss my way closer, touching you only with my lips and the tip of my tongue. The hair on your leg tickles my nose. I pause.

You slide forward in the chair so that you're more accessible.

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