When we got to Larry's room, he called room service and ordered a bottle of wine. He seemed to relax when I told him this was just sex. We are both horny and it doesn't go any further than this. It's like Las Vegas; what goes on here stays here and is forgotten. He removed his jacket and tie and watched as I took off my jacket, showing off my breasts underneath my blouse in better lighting and in a place where he could opening stare at them. I approached him as he took me in his arms and kissed my neck and fondled my tits through my blouse. He...