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One of my regulars was back in London recently. A gentleman I’ve been seeing for quite a while now, he always stays in the same hotel in central London and takes a suite there. The suite he stays in has a superb view across London. I love to watch the summer sunrise from there, its breathtaking. But of course it’s not always possible to watch the sunrise as we may be otherwise engaged.

The usual booking is an overnight but this time he came to an agreement with the agency for an afternoon running into overnight. I arrived and he explained: he was dealing with a contract wrap up and had no idea if it would drag but it was concrete that it would not drag longer than X number of hours. I was to make myself at home in the suite, and to help myself ‘just don’t go overboard and order a case of champagne on room service’; he’d be back soon. I was on standby, but not for an hour or so, so I could enjoy all that the hotel could offer, and I did. Two hours later I retuned to the suite and noticed a bottle of champagne on ice, a bowl of fresh large strawberries and a note: ‘all gone well, feel free to start without me, I’ll be back soon’ Excellent timing I thought, I had enough time to do one of the things I love to do in a suite with a view, dance naked with the sun streaming through the full length widows, feeling the warmth of the sun on my body, catching the occasional reflection and wondering how many telescopes are pointing my way; I dance and spin and smile until the track playing on the system ends.

I shower and my thoughts turn to my gentleman, I can call him my gentleman as we have been seeing each other for a while now, my gentleman has many talents but relationships aren’t one of them: as he says ‘making time for women, I don’t, not because I can’t but because don’t trust them, you I can trust. We have a contract, I like contacts and I like you. But if we didn’t have a contract well, we wouldn’t be sat here.’ It’s not the first time I’ve heard something this, its just he put it better than I’ve ever heard, and every time I hear something like this I think its kind of sad, I don’t know why I feel like that I just do. I put this to the back of my mind as I pat myself dry and walk through the suite.

Fortunately I’m quite expert in opening champagne bottles, I pour myself a glass and enjoy with a strawberry. I’m naked and perched on the wonderfully decadent grand bed.  There are few bigger in London hotels. While sipping and chewing I recall the note ‘feel free to start without me’ I don’t like to disappoint but then again timing is everything. What to do? I could prepare the scene, handcuffed to the bed a line of strawberries from breasts to crouch – ready for him to pour champagne over me and feast! A possibility. Perhaps a schoolgirl skirt and let him catch me red faced and topless kneeling on the bed with a toy ready to be taught a lesson from an experienced man. Yes another possibility. What to do? So many possibilities. My head was spinning. Its like something out of the Da Vinci code I know I have the clues I just need to… And then I had it – on the morning of our last meeting he mentioned his fantasy, but so in passing it hardly registered, honestly no more than four or five words. I went to the wardrobe more in hope than anything else, opening the door I was rewarded, I felt a tingle of delight, I love this particular fantasy. I put the fur coat on over my naked body. The sensation of silk and fur is always intoxicating, beautifully soft and wonderfully cool, its an addictive combination. I selected our favourite toys from my bag and spread them over the acres of bed. Pouring two glasses and taking mine to the comfort of the mountains of pillows, now confident of the timing and pleased with the game.

I lingered and luxuriated for a while, naked in furs, becoming more aroused as the seconds passed. A sip from my glass then the buuurrr of one of my toys, my eyes half closed as the click of the door announced my man’s arrival….