This story is part three of a series that started with "Faithfulness," then continued with "Faithfulness and."
Just as her late husband had prescribed for her, Janine married her brother in law Ben just a few weeks after the funeral. The ceremony was a very small and quiet one at a chapel several miles from the city. All the arrangements had been made so that by the time they returned from the ceremony, Ben's things had been moved into the large house. Janine had decided to keep on all of her staff, which was fine with Ben since he knew many of them anyway.
In keeping with low profile arrangements, Ben and Janine planned to simply spend their honeymoon in the same hotel where they used to meet before Janine's husband died. The only real difference was that instead of simply spending just the afternoon in the room, they would have it for a full week. The plan was for Ben to head directly to the hotel after the wedding and Janine would meet him there, wearing just her fur coat, just as they had often met in the past.
It was mid afternoon when Janine arrived at the hotel and as she walked inside to pick up the card key, she felt the same tingle in her stomach she felt the last time she came her. As she walked across the lobby wearing just the fur coat, a garter belt, stockings and some shoes she could feel the men watching her, wondering if, fanaticizing about the possibility that she wore nothing else. When the doors opened, she stepped into the elevator, pressed the open button to hold the door for her driver who was carrying her bags, and then, she pushed twelve. They rode up to the twelfth floor in silence.
Stepping out into the hallway, she turned right and led her driver to the room, where she pushed the card into the slot and stepped into the room, noticing Ben was already in bed waiting for her. She stood there wrapped in her fur coat while her driver carefully placed the bags on the ground. When he finished he stood there for a moment until Janine looked over at him and said, "Thank you Gil."
Instead of heading for the door, Gil walked over to Janine and, standing behind her, he reached out and helped her remove her fur jacket. He grabbed a hanger and carefully hung up the jacket as Janine slowly walked toward the bed. Ben watched in amazement as she walked to him, seeming unaware that the driver was still in the room. Glancing over to the driver he could see the man watching her from behind, admiring her tight ass as she demurely climbed into the bed.
"Aren't you going to wait for him to leave?" Ben asked.
"Wait for whom to leave?"
"Your driver."