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He liked being around her. They didn’t have to talk nor do anything, he could just sit volgende to her of look at her when she was bustling around the room. When he took his hand from the handle, he sat in the nearest armchair, as her eyes was tracing his movements. They were sitting like that in silence for few minuten when Lisa stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom.
“I’ll be back in a minute” she zei and left the room. Meanwhile Hugh tap into a bottle of whiskey and poured some into the glass.
“Hugh..could u help me.. again?” Lisa went out from the bathroom and turned back to him, trying to reach the plunger of her dress. “I don’t want to rend it..”
“No problem” he zei and quickly came up to her, trying to help her with the dress. The zipper was extremely stubborn, but he can’t just tug it, because he didn’t want to hurt her of rend the dress as well.
While he was dealing with the zipper, Lisa felt another signs of alcohol in her body. His hips were barely touching hers, his hands were laying on her bare nape, she could feel his warm breath on her arms…
“No, no, no. Don’t even think about it… He’s your friend, he’s your sexy friend.. No! He’s married. Right. He’s married and he has children. u will regret this later and u will never forgive yourself…”
“Lisa?”
“Yes?” she opened her eyes, noticing she was probably too abstracted for a while.
“I uncoupled it, u can take the dress off now.” he smiled.
“Oh, thank you…” she zei a little distracted door his words, which could perfectly match with her vorige fantasies. She caught her dress in her hands and carefully walked back to the bathroom, trying not to loose it in a way. As the door closed, Hugh took his whiskey and sat in the fauteuil again.
“God, is she doing this on purpose? She knows she’s beautiful, maybe she knows how to use it, too? No, she couldn’t… We are friends, that’s all. Al least she’s just a friend to me.. right? Best, smart, hot… Stop it!” he took a few deep sips of tipple to drawn his thoughts. Trying to focus on something else, he took his tie and jas and hung them both in the wardrobe. Then he took the pillows off the bed and prepared it for Lisa. When he’s done, she walked into the room. She was wearing beige, satin night dress, her hair were softly tided, her face free from make up - in a word she looked meer beautiful than ever. He was still staring at her as she went to bed and covered herself with the sheets.
“You… I-I will be on the divan, bank if u needed me.” he rumbled, keeping himself back from telling her the compliment.
“Thank you” she smiled at him and turned on her back, facing the rest of the room.
Hugh turn off the light and sat on the couch, turning on the small lamp standing on his nightstand. He poured himself another glass of whiskey and was about to go on the balcony to light up a cigarette, when he heard his name again.
“Yes?” he stopped at her door.
“This bed is big enough for both of us, u don’t have to sleep on the couch.”
“No, Lisa, it’s fine…”
“It has no sense if you’re staying in another room, I’m still a little bit scared. Please…” she uncovered the other side of the bed in inviting gesture.
“Okay, just let me turn the lamp off” he zei and when he came back, he took of his shoes and laid under the sheets on his back.
“What are u thinking about..?” she whispered, watching as hi’s staring into ceiling, with his hands under his head.
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?” she repeated surprised.
“Just nothing... “
“I’m sorry, I’m sure u want to sleep …” she zei with a resigned tone, laying on her back as well.
“And you’re not?” he looked at her.
“I have something to think about… I don’t know if I will sleep tonight.”
“I won't sleep if u won't sleep tonight, too.” he gently smiled at her as she turned her head to face him. Lisa smiled back and laid her head on his chest.
“This woman will kill me tonight. How can I stop myself from thinking about her when she’s so close?”
So what do u think? Will it end up with hangover and guilt feeling of they can fight their desire?
He liked being around her. They didn’t have to talk nor do anything, he could just sit volgende to her of look at her when she was bustling around the room. When he took his hand from the handle, he sat in the nearest armchair, as her eyes was tracing his movements. They were sitting like that in silence for few minuten when Lisa stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom.
“I’ll be back in a minute” she zei and left the room. Meanwhile Hugh tap into a bottle of whiskey and poured some into the glass.
“Hugh..could u help me.. again?” Lisa went out from the bathroom and turned back to him, trying to reach the plunger of her dress. “I don’t want to rend it..”
“No problem” he zei and quickly came up to her, trying to help her with the dress. The zipper was extremely stubborn, but he can’t just tug it, because he didn’t want to hurt her of rend the dress as well.
While he was dealing with the zipper, Lisa felt another signs of alcohol in her body. His hips were barely touching hers, his hands were laying on her bare nape, she could feel his warm breath on her arms…
“No, no, no. Don’t even think about it… He’s your friend, he’s your sexy friend.. No! He’s married. Right. He’s married and he has children. u will regret this later and u will never forgive yourself…”
“Lisa?”
“Yes?” she opened her eyes, noticing she was probably too abstracted for a while.
“I uncoupled it, u can take the dress off now.” he smiled.
“Oh, thank you…” she zei a little distracted door his words, which could perfectly match with her vorige fantasies. She caught her dress in her hands and carefully walked back to the bathroom, trying not to loose it in a way. As the door closed, Hugh took his whiskey and sat in the fauteuil again.
“God, is she doing this on purpose? She knows she’s beautiful, maybe she knows how to use it, too? No, she couldn’t… We are friends, that’s all. Al least she’s just a friend to me.. right? Best, smart, hot… Stop it!” he took a few deep sips of tipple to drawn his thoughts. Trying to focus on something else, he took his tie and jas and hung them both in the wardrobe. Then he took the pillows off the bed and prepared it for Lisa. When he’s done, she walked into the room. She was wearing beige, satin night dress, her hair were softly tided, her face free from make up - in a word she looked meer beautiful than ever. He was still staring at her as she went to bed and covered herself with the sheets.
“You… I-I will be on the divan, bank if u needed me.” he rumbled, keeping himself back from telling her the compliment.
“Thank you” she smiled at him and turned on her back, facing the rest of the room.
Hugh turn off the light and sat on the couch, turning on the small lamp standing on his nightstand. He poured himself another glass of whiskey and was about to go on the balcony to light up a cigarette, when he heard his name again.
“Yes?” he stopped at her door.
“This bed is big enough for both of us, u don’t have to sleep on the couch.”
“No, Lisa, it’s fine…”
“It has no sense if you’re staying in another room, I’m still a little bit scared. Please…” she uncovered the other side of the bed in inviting gesture.
“Okay, just let me turn the lamp off” he zei and when he came back, he took of his shoes and laid under the sheets on his back.
“What are u thinking about..?” she whispered, watching as hi’s staring into ceiling, with his hands under his head.
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?” she repeated surprised.
“Just nothing... “
“I’m sorry, I’m sure u want to sleep …” she zei with a resigned tone, laying on her back as well.
“And you’re not?” he looked at her.
“I have something to think about… I don’t know if I will sleep tonight.”
“I won't sleep if u won't sleep tonight, too.” he gently smiled at her as she turned her head to face him. Lisa smiled back and laid her head on his chest.
“This woman will kill me tonight. How can I stop myself from thinking about her when she’s so close?”
So what do u think? Will it end up with hangover and guilt feeling of they can fight their desire?