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Turning around and speeding home, in less than five minutes she was jogging at the water’s edge approaching Matt’s impressive house. As she neared, she noticed the large domed windows were draped. It struck her as odd. The many times she’d wandered by, the doors leading to the terrace had been wide open. Settling on the sand as close as she dared, she expected to hear the sound of a tennis game in progress, but it soon became apparent Tony wasn’t there to play.
Heather was intrigued.
There could be any number of reasons why Tony and Miss Blonde Bombshell were visiting Matt, but there was no possibility of peeking through a window.
Tony’s house, however, was empty.
It was the perfect opportunity to see if she could get inside and have a poke around.
Hurrying back and finding the sliding glass door unlocked, she slipped into Tony’s house and immediately stumbled upon his appointment book on the coffee table. Flipping through the pages was fascinating. He’d made notes about his female clients who were purposely difficult hoping he’d spank them. Finding the day’s date, he had a 10 a.m. appointment booked with Matt Montgomery and Stella. No last name, but 1500. Stella was obviously Miss Blonde Bombshell’s name, but what did 1500 mean?
Closing the diary and sitting back, Heather looked towards the stairs. When he’d picked her up and carried her from the kitchen, he’d taken her to what was obviously a guest room. Wanting to see his bedroom, and guessing it was on the second floor, she trotted up the stairs, and found it behind the third door she opened.
It was just as she’d imagined.
Spacious with large windows offering sweeping views of the ocean, and an impressive wooden four-poster bed. Unable to resist, she climbed up on the burgundy comforter, stretched out, closed her eyes, and relived their morning together.
He’d made her toes curl and her butt sting, and she wanted him to do it all over again.
And again.
And again.
But as her fingers drifted between her legs, she heard the sound of the garage door.
He was back!
Holding her breath, her heart thumping and quaking in fear of being discovered, she frantically tried to think of an escape.
She could try to sneak out a side door, but they’d probably be locked, and if she tried leaving through the garage Tony would hear the door rolling up.
Then out of the blue she had a brainstorm.
If she was going to get caught, she may as well make it matter.
But she could hear them coming up the stairs.
She had to hurry.
