I was awakened by the smell of fresh coffee and the chink of cups, followed by the soft fall of feet on the stairs. As my eyes took in the surroundings of the small bedroom there was a gentle knock on the door and in stepped Julia, a pale ivory silk dressing gown seductively clinging to her curvaceous body.
“Good morning,” she smiled, “have a good night’s sleep?” I nodded as she placed the two cups of fresh coffee on the bedside table and then took a step backwards, loosening the belt at her waist and allowing the dressing gown to slide to the floor. For a moment she stood there naked, her body bathed in the soft yellow glow of the sunlight forcing its way through the curtains. I looked up admiringly, taking in her beautiful breasts, the slim, supple waist, the triangular patch of short, dark hair between her legs, her powerful thighs.
