(If you haven't already, please read
Dani's New Life – Part 1.
This will make much more sense if you do...)
It was the rich aroma of fresh coffee that brought Dani Evans back to consciousness early in the morning after her life-altering experience. The twenty-eight year-old corporate attorney stretched like one of her kittens, her muscles responding and her body waking to the smell of breakfast and the sound of soft conversation in the background. Opening her eyes, she saw Alan Jacobs, the new Director of Sales for the same company that employed Dani as their VP of Legal Affairs and in-house counsel, speaking softly in to his cell phone as he stood by the bar in his hotel suite.
Dani's breathe caught in her throat as the images of the previous night came flooding back. The beautiful, conservative, married blonde lawyer put her life, her marriage and her career in jeopardy shortly after meeting the enigmatic Mr. Jacobs at the bar in this same hotel after their company's sales conference ended the day before. She had made a commitment to him – more to herself, really – and now, waking up naked on his bed, she knew that it was what she truly wanted.
He noticed she was awake and watching him. After beckoning to her she rose from the bed, and after saying something into his phone he looked at her directly in her eyes and he snapped his fingers at her. "Bring me a cup of coffee, Daniella." She flushed a deep scarlet – no one had spoken to her like that in years. It was then that she turned to look for the coffee and saw the handsome, older black waiter pouring a cup and smiling at her. Her mouth dropped and she would swear her heart was beating outside of her chest.
"Morning, Mrs. Evans," the balding gentleman spoke softly as he held the cup and saucer out to her. "Mr. Jacobs asked me to get some of your things from your room for you. If I missed anything, you tell me now and I'll go get it for you."
Dani stood there, frozen with embarrassment and shame. "
Oh God! I know him! He knows me... he knows Jimmy
," she thought to herself in a split second. Then she saw him looking at her – hard. She looked down slowly, her nipples were swollen and hard and then, she remembered him saying when he'd brought something to her room earlier in the week, that he'd had the pleasure of serving her
father
whenever he stayed in Boston...she remembered that he would be in that very hotel the following week and the thought of possible exposure sent a small climax rolling through her. She had to stop shaking before she could take the cup and saucer from him.
She turned back to Alan who was looking rather impatient as he waited for his coffee. Dani seemed to snap back together and smiled at the room service waiter as she took the coffee out of his hands. As demurely as she could, she said "Thank you for bringing my things. I'm sure if I need anything, Mr. Jacobs will take care of it for me." She turned gracefully, her high, round ass moving delightfully as she walked over to her new lover and mentor and put the coffee on the bar.
It was her smile, he decided, as he watched her turn away from the older African-American gentleman and stroll so proudly, so sexily towards him...as though they were a
couple
or something equally as absurd. He smiled back at her, drawing her close, as he continued his conversation until he put his left arm over her shoulder and handed her the small phone. "The woman on the phone is a friend of mine, Daniella. She's a stylist...answer her questions and she'll be here at ten o'clock with the start of a new wardrobe for you."
Dani's voice was a soft buzz in the background as Alan drank his coffee and walked back to the serving cart for another cup. "You can stay a few minutes, can't you, James?" The older man smiled and nodded his head. "Good," the charismatic executive continued, "I think you might enjoy Mrs. Evans...it's been a while since I've had someone quite like her."
The waiter chuckled easily along with the younger man. "Last time I
enjoyed
a classy, beautiful, married white lady," James replied, "I believe it was the last Mrs. Jacobs. Did I ever say
thank you
for that, Mr. Jacobs?"
"No need, my friend," Alan held his cup out for a refill, "my obligations to her have been met. She is a beautiful woman who happened to need what I knew you could provide. Putting you two together is what my people call a
mitzvah
, a blessing." The dark, handsome man laughed. "It's a way of building up credit to go to heaven." Then he looked over at Dani. "I don't know if I'll ever get there, James. Not as long as I keep finding women like Mrs. Evans." He took the filled cup and smiled darkly. "C'mon, James...let's go play."
The older man took his time walking across the room. Alan, on the other hand, seemed to race back to the bar. He took the phone out of Dani's hand, quickly confirmed what he wanted, and snapped the phone closed. He looked at his newest...
protégé
...maybe, he thought to himself, if things work out. Right now she was an incredibly hot and provocative amusement – and he felt like being entertained.
Still looking at the beautiful blonde lawyer, curiously at ease being naked and exposed in front of the room service waiter, he spoke to his friend. "James, did you know that Mrs. Evans and I read some of the same books as youngsters?" Having played these games with Mr. Jacobs before, the waiter knew no answer was required. "Daniella," his voice turned flat, soft but with tremendous force behind it, "show my friend how I found out."
Dani felt her heart stop! It was...well, not exactly easy, but possible for the young married woman to play the role of a wife having an affair in front of the man who knows the rest of her family. But what he was asking of her now...then she felt her cunt start to moisten; without saying a word, the twenty-eight year-old with the
centerfold
body dropped gracefully to her knees and drew her feet up behind her. Slowly, deliberately, she spread her knees to just shoulder width – far enough that her nether lips started to spread open before her admirers' eyes.
