Guilty Rescue - Sex Stories

Guilty Rescue

... what was going through her mind in that moment. The light-hearted humor they had enjoyed so far seemed to vacate the premises for those brief moments as the vibe got quite serious. However, she went on to compliment the wine of the batcave, causing a small smile to form on the young man's lips.

"One of its many perks," he replied, as she refused to take advantage of his generosity. Jim wasn't going to take no for an answer. He leaned down, taking her hand in his and helping her onto her feet.

"We'll see just how many batcave perks you'll discover before you go," he said with a gentle smile, holding onto her hand as he led her from the sitting room, down a short hallway into the bedroom of the penthouse.

He let go of her hand briefly, producing a white bathrobe and laying it onto the bed. "You can put your clothes in the corner. I'll have dry cleaning take care of them," he said. Fully aware of the tension existing between them and the intimate setting they were in, Jim seemed unfazed by it. Temptation existed within him for sure, but he was being respectful through and through.

Disappearing behind the doors of the ensuite bathroom, she could hear the water being turned on. He came out a bit later. "I put a bath for you. It'll help you relax after everything."

As Jim left to run the bath, Rachel stripped naked, taking off her ruined clothes. The only thing that wasn't ruined was her underwear, a lacy set of matching purple bra and thong. No matter ...

... the occasion, Rachel would always wear matching sets, not to be sexy or anything, it was just a habit she picked up from when she was younger, to feel sexy. After she peeled off her underwear, Rachel stood for a few seconds, realizing this was the first time in her life she was naked in another man's house that wasn't her husband's. She pushed the thought of her husband out of her head with a sigh and put the robe around her, quickly realizing it left little to the imagination. She smiled at herself in the mirror on one of the walls. She couldn't help but notice the robe was a little smaller than her one at home, only coming down to her mid-thigh. She also noticed it was for someone smaller-chested than her, as she had a lot of her cleavage out, but she couldn't help the size of the robe.

As Jim walked back into the room, the first thing he noticed was how the robe hugged Rachel's body, emphasizing her flat tummy and wide hips. He also noticed the amount of cleavage that was on show, which was accompanied by a pair of stiff nipples poking at the thin robe.

"You really know how to look after a woman," Rachel said, smiling, looking forward to a relaxing bath.

As Jim fixed her bath, he had undone the buttons of his sleeves, rolling them up to the middle of his forearms. The tailored cotton shirt hugged his torso in a way that was comfortable and at the same time showed off his sculpted torso. The fabric seemed to swell and curve to accommodate the young man's ...