We lay there puffing and panting. There had been a frosty relationship for some time. “I better have a shower” I said and got up and walked into the ensuite. “Tell me to stop and I will Mrs Wilson” he again whispered in my ear. Seconds later he pulled me onto the bed. I couldn’t really say no as Trevor had his suitcase and looked lost”. “Seconds” he said and smiled. My surrender was total. He grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. I had given up shaving, just trimming my pubic area. “Let me do that” said Trevor. The weekend flew by. Trevor never even blinked. “OK” I said and headed off to have a shower. Again he said “tell me if you want me to stop” but I was sure he knew the answer. I couldn’t really say no as Trevor had his suitcase and looked lost”. You have to be specific” he said teasing me.
