It was lunchtime .. she came into the bar exactly as I'd instructed and saw me chatting with a younger, less confident man.
I smiled at her and got her a drink, but she knew we wouldn't linger long downstairs.
While she was sipping the Breezer I slipped my hand between the folds of her skirt and toyed with her as I explained that the man I had been negotiating with during the morning was, as I'd suspected, rather inexperienced. Though he was married, his wife was quite straight-laced and didn't really enjoy their sex. Being unskilled himself, he was unable to introduce her to the pleasures of eroticism.
I explained to Julia that she was to be his teacher .. to show him what was possible .. and I knew that she would do this partly for him, partly for her own pleasure and education, partly for my pleasure .. because she was my slut and I had instructed her.
I gave her the key and sent her on ahead to prepare .. saying that I expected to find her ready when we followed her up.