Vixen Manor

You gaze at Vanessa. She does not meet your eye, but looks at the water.

"Why don't we go someplace more private?" you suggest. She smiles weakly and lets you pull her up out of the pool, still covering her breasts with one arm.

She is truly a striking beauty. She must work out and spend hours tanning. "I, I don't know," she says weakly in a soft voice.

"Oh, come," you encourage. You grab two towels and half push, half escort her back to your room.

Once there you close the door and towel off. She does the same. You then toss your towel on a chair. She seems a little uneasy. You approach her confidently and press her body against a wall with yours. She holds the towel firmly against her chest, but you pry it from her and toss it aside. Then you pull her arms away and begin kissing her neck and chest. She resists slightly, but does not bolt.

Once you are ready, you push her back upon your bed and slowly make love to her. She starts to push you away, but gradually succumbs, eventually filling the room with her ooos and ahhhs. Once you are done, a sense of sastisfaction overcomes you. You roll off. As you do, she gets on her feet and runs out of the room.