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The hotel towel didn’t cover her very well. With each breath, her full, damp breasts rose, and the outline of her nipples poked through. Roy’s eyes drifted to where the towel parted. He saw her ample thighs and caught a glimpse of her pubic area, that dark, promising arrowhead. He was suddenly very much aware of her fragrance; the flora bubble bath mingling with that feminine incense.
    “Take those off,” Janet abruptly said, nodding to his shorts.
    “What?”
    “I’m going to give you a blowjob, and no matter how good or bad it is, you’re going to say nice things to me.”
    “Whoa, wait!” He started to step back, but she was already on her knees and pulling at his waistband. She got his shorts half down before he could stop her.
    “Hey, hey!” He cried in alarm as his semi-erect cock bobbed out.
    “For Christ’s sake, I’ve already seen it!” She slapped away his hands and dragged the shorts to his ankles. With insistent pulls, she got them off his feet.
    “This is different—”
    “Relax,” she insisted, setting her hands firmly on his love handles. For all her initial rush, however, she hesitated and just stared.
    “What?” Roy demanded, insecure. His dick—sticking out as it was—looked like a cartoon nose on the face of a bearded muppet. At least, that’s how Lila had once described it. That had been back in the days when Lila had made them both laugh, before such comments started sounding like put-downs rather than jokes.
    “You don’t know how beautiful a sight this is,” Janet’s breath warmed his cock. Roy blushed. No woman, certainly not Lila, had ever complimented him like that.
    Janet inhaled deeply. Roy’s musk was different from Billy’s, earthy rather than sharp. She brushed her lips over the velvet of his crown, liking how it twitched for her. The feel of his flesh under her hands was different as well, softer, furrier. She was eager to give him a taste. Even as her lips kissed that rising head, however, Roy pried away her hands.
    “I can’t.” Roy swallowed, then felt bad as Janet blushed and clutched at the towel self-consciously.
    “I’m sorry. That was thoughtless of me—”
    “It wasn’t. I mean, I’m not in mourning over Lila or anything like that, and, honestly, I’d love some, um, release but—”
    “No, I get it,” she said and the hurt in her eyes nearly broke him. “You don’t…don’t have to reciprocate. I only want to make you feel better.”
    “No, no, it’s not that!” he said quickly, “I like you and I want to reciprocate. I really do. It’s just...ladies first.”
    “You’re kidding.”
    “That’s the way I am,” he shrugged. “If you started on me—I’d love it, but it wouldn’t feel right.” He leaned down to draw her up. “You have to come first.”
    “My God, you are a gentleman.”
    Roy answered that by slipping the towel off her. Then he kissed her. Onions. He almost laughed. He tasted onions. But that was all right. She kissed him back, tentatively at first, then meltingly, not at all like Lila. Lila had been a fierce kisser; Janet was a very patient and inviting one, like she wanted to savor the touch of lip to lip and tongue to tongue. It was strange, also exciting; it made Roy feel daring to be exploring someone new.
    Janet probed, testing these new waters. Roy came back with a caress of his tongue over her parted lips, sensuous enough to make her shiver. She couldn’t get over how gentle he was, lightly caressing her bare shoulders, moving her down onto the bed. She scooted back onto the pillows, knees bent. Inside, her belly fluttered nervously. Sex with Billy had been rough and raw. She wondered what kind of tune Roy would play.
    Settling beside her, Roy brushed a hand over her breasts. He liked how weighty they were. He gave one nipple a pinch as he continued to kiss her. A satisfying intake of air. He stroked down to that triangle, that wonderful bush. It was still damp from the bath and felt warm against his