Meeting James Chapter 7

By Melanie J.

Melanie and Flame spend the rest of the evening together after meeting at the strip club.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Melanie J.
• Release date: Apr 24, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311174451

Melanie J.

I'm a recently married woman. I've finally finished graduate school and I've had the time to write erotic prose. I hope you enjoy.Mel

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Meeting James

Chapter 7

By

Melanie J.

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2015 Melanie J.

James, Flame, and I were lying in bed together. James had his arms around me, pulling me tight against him, but after several minutes I could tell from his breathing that he had fallen asleep, which left Flame and I smiling and looking into each other’s eyes.

I spoke softly so I wouldn’t wake James, Would you like to go into the other room?

I watched as she silently shook her head up and down then turned and gracefully exited the bed. I very carefully slid out from under James’ arm and followed her out to the great room of the suite.

Once there, I watched as she slipped her tank top back on, which came down just a bit below the cheeks of her ass. I looked around and saw one of James’ T-Shirts draped over one of the chairs and I slipped that on. As it passed over my head, I could smell his manly scent. I couldn’t think of anything that turned me on more than how he smelled.

I watched as Flame looked around, studying the large suite and I instantly felt like a bad hostess.

Would you like something to drink? I asked her.

I haven’t eaten anything since lunch, do you think there is a convenience store still open so I can buy a bag of chips? She asked.

I thought for a moment, a bag of chips didn’t sound like a good meal.

I saw a menu on the table, what if we ordered something from room service? I said.

I don’t have any money besides the hundreds that your boyfriend gave me, will they take cash?

Nonsense, I said. You’re our guest, and we’ll just charge it to the room.

I looked into her beautiful green eyes and saw a look that I couldn’t place easily. It was part gratitude, but more than that. I got the feeling that it had been a long time since someone had done something nice for her, or showed her any type of