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I ran the bath. All of it. Hot water, the expensive hotel bubbles, the lights down low.
Vivienne got in first and sank down with a groan of pure bliss. “Oh, you lovely man. You have no idea how much my feet hurt.”
I got in behind her. She leaned back against my chest and I washed her hair, slowly, my fingers working into her scalp, and she went completely limp and made noises that had nothing to do with sex and were somehow more intimate.
Then she turned around in the water to face me and straddled my lap.
“Thank you,” she said, and kissed me, and it was soft and grateful and then very much not soft.
Her slippery body slid against mine. I cupped her breasts, wet and warm, and she arched into my hands. She reached down and stroked my cock under the water until I was gasping. Then she reached over the side of the bath for a condom from her bag, rolled it on, and sank down onto me with a sigh.
We moved slowly, water lapping over the edge, her arms round my neck. She came with her face buried in my shoulder. I followed with my hands tangled in her wet hair.
We stayed in until the water went cold.
“Most clients,” she said, “never ask what I like. You’ll get a discount next time.”
Ending 13 of 16: Bath Time. Go back and try a different choice for the full happy ending.