“Hmm, not sure. Maybe… a Czechoslovakian Wolfdog?” I guessed.His lips curled into a playful smile. “I think maybe you’re just so eager to have me that you’re imagining things. Are you really going to deny that you don’t want to experience the pleasure I can give you?”He moved closer. His body brushed against mine.My breath hitched. “You… you promised you wouldn’t touch me,”I stammered, trying to put some distance between us. But I had nowhere left to go. The hot spring wasn’t that big.He lowered his head and kissed me—softly, slowly. The lingering taste of whiskey burned between us, intoxicating and deep.Then, a light flickered behind me.I turned my head instinctively—the lights in my suite with Jimmy switched on.The glow filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, softened by the dense tree wall between us. The hot spring remained dimly lit, but my heart pounded.A surge of guilt hit me. I shouldn’t be here.I pushed against Grayson’s chest, struggling to get out of the wa
I saw my scattered makeup products on the floor, feeling heartbroken but too afraid to say anything. I didn’t dare to defy Jimmy at this moment, fearing he would lose control and hurt me.At that moment, the doorbell rang.I froze and walked to the door. At least this could distract Jimmy—what perfect timing, I thought. I assumed it was hotel staff checking in after hearing the loud noises from our room.But when I opened the door, I was startled to see Grayson standing there.Panic surged through me, and I instinctively shut the door immediately."Who is it?" Jimmy noticed my strange behavior and stormed over, yanking the door open forcefully.I stood to the side, almost hit by the swinging door.Grayson’s expression darkened at the sight before him.He looked at Jimmy. "Is everything okay? I heard some noise from the next room—it was quite loud."Then he turned to me, his gaze filled with silent concern, as if asking if I was alright.I shook my head slightly, signaling him not to e
I hadn’t had a sex life with my husband for over six months.The thought of it sent a wave of frustration through me. Absentmindedly, I ran my fingers over the freshly curled ends of my hair, took a deep breath, and forced myself to focus on work. I exhaled slowly, smoothing the ends of my freshly curled hair, willing myself to focus on work."Lilith, you can do this!" I muttered under my breath, scanning the endless emails cluttering my inbox. Another late night at the office loomed, but I was determined to reclaim my weekend.It was a week before Christmas. After working overtime for half a month straight, I had been looking forward to some well-deserved rest. But my department boss, in a misguided attempt at team bonding, had decided on a mandatory retreat—an all-expenses-paid weekend at a hot spring resort.Losing my weekend to work-related team bonding didn’t sound great, but at least the company was covering the bill.Curiosity got the better of me after dinner, and I pulled up
Since Jimmy had stayed up late gaming the night before, he hadn’t gotten enough rest. To avoid the stress of driving, we decided to take the train to Geneva, where the hotel’s shuttle bus would pick us up.The two-hour train ride passed quickly. Once we boarded the shuttle, it wasn’t long before we arrived at the hot spring resort.At the front desk, our department boss had his assistant handle check-in. Soon, she returned with our room keys.Due to budget constraints, everyone was assigned standard rooms—no private hot spring baths. If we wanted to soak in the hot springs, we’d have to use the public ones. But I didn’t mind, I was already excited.Eagerly, I pulled Jimmy along to check out our room.It wasn’t particularly large, about the size of a typical hotel room. One wall was made entirely of glass, leading to a small balcony with a cozy outdoor table and chairs.The receptionist had mentioned that we could order room service and enjoy breakfast out on the terrace in the morning
The brief moment of joy the wine had brought me faded, replaced by the all-too-familiar weight of disappointment.I sighed, turning my head away, my eyes wandering aimlessly across the restaurant—until they landed on someone.A man, seated diagonally behind us.He wore a tailored gray suit, effortlessly refined, his chestnut-brown hair styled with precise elegance. He radiated a commanding presence—one that drew attention effortlessly.As if sensing my gaze, he lifted his whiskey glass, raising a brow as he silently toasted in my direction.My heartbeat skipped.What’s happening to me? Why does he feel so… powerful?For the briefest moment, our eyes locked, and something unfamiliar stirred inside me. But Jimmy was sitting right in front of me, so I quickly looked away, forcing myself to focus on my plate.Jimmy remained glued to his phone, barely speaking as I silently nursed my wine, taking slow sips as I picked at my food."The portions are too small," he grumbled eventually. "And i
A gasp escaped my lips as I clutched my chest—too late. My torn dress had slipped, exposing my bare skin. My breath hitched, panic setting in as I realized just how much of me was on display.His gaze darkened.His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his eyes flickering—just for a second—before he moved. In one swift motion, he shrugged off his shirt and draped it over my shoulders, his touch firm yet unexpectedly gentle.“Here.” His voice was huskier now.The warmth of his body lingered on the fabric, and the scent of expensive cologne and clean masculinity surrounded me. He helped me up, his grip steady, his hands large and warm against my skin.“T-Thank you,” I stammered, keeping my eyes down, unwilling to look at his naked upper body.“My pleasure, madam,” he said, a hint of amusement still in his tone. “And you can call me Grayson.”I nodded quickly, gripping his shirt tightly around me as I turned on my heel and fled back into my room.Once inside, I slammed the bathroom d
The attendants moved gracefully between the pools, carrying trays of different kind of drinks for the guests.When Jimmy asked for his third glass of ice water, I finally caved. "If you’re really uncomfortable, just go. Play your game. I’ll stay here and relax myself.""Seriously, Lilith? Oh, love you, babe!" He practically leaped out of the water, barely drying off before grabbing his phone and texting his coworkers to meet him.I should’ve been upset. Disappointed, at the very least. But this time, I couldn’t even blame him. He simply wasn’t the type of man who enjoyed these things.Still, a part of me had hoped—foolishly—that this trip might rekindle something. That he would look at me the way he used to. That he would want me again.But now, sitting here alone, I finally noticed something was off. My swimsuit felt… tight.I looked down, realizing with mild horror that in my rush, I had bought the wrong size. It was a little too snug, and now that I was paying attention, my chest f
Dizzy from the alcohol and the heat, I stumbled forward, searching for the next hot spring pool."Okay, let me see which one is next."The resort had designed the pools with privacy in mind—each one was separated by lush trees, bamboo partitions, or small gazebos. As I wandered deeper into the area, I spotted couples soaking in quiet intimacy, their whispers blending with the sound of the steaming water. To my surprise, I even recognized a couple of my colleagues.Not wanting to disturb anyone—or worse, be seen in this ridiculously tight swimsuit—I kept walking until I finally found an empty pool."Perfect! And it's a milk bath!" Excitement bubbled inside me. I had read somewhere that milk baths were amazing for the skin.I slipped into the milky-white water, relishing its silky texture as it glided over my skin. After glancing around to ensure I was truly alone, I pulled down the front of my swimsuit, finally freeing my aching, constricted breasts.A deep sigh of relief escaped my li
I saw my scattered makeup products on the floor, feeling heartbroken but too afraid to say anything. I didn’t dare to defy Jimmy at this moment, fearing he would lose control and hurt me.At that moment, the doorbell rang.I froze and walked to the door. At least this could distract Jimmy—what perfect timing, I thought. I assumed it was hotel staff checking in after hearing the loud noises from our room.But when I opened the door, I was startled to see Grayson standing there.Panic surged through me, and I instinctively shut the door immediately."Who is it?" Jimmy noticed my strange behavior and stormed over, yanking the door open forcefully.I stood to the side, almost hit by the swinging door.Grayson’s expression darkened at the sight before him.He looked at Jimmy. "Is everything okay? I heard some noise from the next room—it was quite loud."Then he turned to me, his gaze filled with silent concern, as if asking if I was alright.I shook my head slightly, signaling him not to e
“Hmm, not sure. Maybe… a Czechoslovakian Wolfdog?” I guessed.His lips curled into a playful smile. “I think maybe you’re just so eager to have me that you’re imagining things. Are you really going to deny that you don’t want to experience the pleasure I can give you?”He moved closer. His body brushed against mine.My breath hitched. “You… you promised you wouldn’t touch me,”I stammered, trying to put some distance between us. But I had nowhere left to go. The hot spring wasn’t that big.He lowered his head and kissed me—softly, slowly. The lingering taste of whiskey burned between us, intoxicating and deep.Then, a light flickered behind me.I turned my head instinctively—the lights in my suite with Jimmy switched on.The glow filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, softened by the dense tree wall between us. The hot spring remained dimly lit, but my heart pounded.A surge of guilt hit me. I shouldn’t be here.I pushed against Grayson’s chest, struggling to get out of the wa
He sounded like he knew a lot about hot springs. My curiosity about him deepened.“Get changed,” he said, reaching for the belt of his robe.I was startled and turned away before I could see anything.He chuckled but didn’t comment. In just a few moments, I heard the rustle of fabric, and when I turned back, he was dressed in the traditional yukata.Surprisingly, it suited him well. A handsome man really could wear anything.“You should change too,” he said.“You—turn around.”He smirked. “Haven’t I seen everything already?”His words instantly brought back the memory of last night—the moment we first met, when he saw my...Heat rushed to my cheeks. Grayson laughed and stepped into the next room. “Fine, I’ll get the drinks. Change quickly.”Only when I was sure he couldn’t see me did I quickly slip off my dress and put on the soft pink yukata.By the time he returned, he held two glasses of whiskey."You look nice with pink too." He had given me plenty of time. Maybe I had misjudged h
“Stay with me for a little while.” His voice was soft, completely at odds with his forceful actions.“Just a little while in the hot spring, and I’ll let you go.”I opened my mouth to refuse, but he spoke again.“If you leave now, that’s fine. But in a few minutes, I’ll come knocking on your door and tell your husband you left something in my room. Let’s see if you open the door… or if he does.”“You—” My temper flared. “Are you threatening me?”His voice remained gentle.“Baby, I just want someone to talk to.”Something about his tone made my heart soften. I sighed. “Fine. I’ll sit with you for a while.”“Not sit. You’re coming into the hot spring with me.” His voice held a teasing lilt.“No.” I folded my arms.He stepped closer, brushing his lips against mine as he spoke in a coaxing whisper.“Baby, I won’t do anything. I just want company, that’s all.”I felt the zipper of my dress slowly being undone.I pushed his hand away. “I don’t have a swimsuit.”“No problem. I’ll take care o
“That would be great.” Anthony slung an arm around Jimmy’s shoulders, then turned to me. “You don’t mind if I steal your gentleman for a while, do you?”“Of course not.” I was more than happy to oblige the boss who paying for our trip.“Babe, go back and rest first. We’re off to a paradise for men.” Jimmy flashed me a reassuring smile.“Have fun.” I gave them both a small smile before turning toward my room.Strange… Why isn’t my keycard working?I swiped it twice. The red light blinked.Just then, the door swung open.Grayson stood before me, clad in nothing but a bathrobe.“You couldn’t stay away for long, huh?” He raised an eyebrow.It took me a second to realize—I had walked to the wrong door. My room was the next one over.“No, I—” Before I could finish, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me inside.He pushed me against the door and kissed me hard, stealing my breath.Snapping out of it, I pushed him away, my mind still spinning.“This afternoon at the hot spring… was that you?”Gray
It was impossible.Shaking my head, I quickly fixed my swimsuit, grabbed a towel, and made my way back to the room.Jimmy took one look at me and frowned. "Your face is so red. You stayed in the water too long, didn’t you?""Oh… yeah," I mumbled. "I guess I lost track of time."I knew what was coming next.Sure enough, he launched into one of his usual lectures, scolding me about staying in hot water too long and the dangers of dehydration. I tuned him out, my mind still spinning.A quick shower later, I slipped into a white mini dress and paired it with Christian Louboutin Ballerina pumps.Since marrying Jimmy, I had stopped wearing high heels—he didn’t like the height difference.Facing the mirror, I applied a light layer of lip gloss, forcing a smile.Time to focus.Dinner.We headed to a different restaurant tonight—one more refined and elegant. Stepping inside felt like entering a masterpiece, the grandeur of a towering crystal chandelier casting a soft glow over the room.I fina
Dizzy from the alcohol and the heat, I stumbled forward, searching for the next hot spring pool."Okay, let me see which one is next."The resort had designed the pools with privacy in mind—each one was separated by lush trees, bamboo partitions, or small gazebos. As I wandered deeper into the area, I spotted couples soaking in quiet intimacy, their whispers blending with the sound of the steaming water. To my surprise, I even recognized a couple of my colleagues.Not wanting to disturb anyone—or worse, be seen in this ridiculously tight swimsuit—I kept walking until I finally found an empty pool."Perfect! And it's a milk bath!" Excitement bubbled inside me. I had read somewhere that milk baths were amazing for the skin.I slipped into the milky-white water, relishing its silky texture as it glided over my skin. After glancing around to ensure I was truly alone, I pulled down the front of my swimsuit, finally freeing my aching, constricted breasts.A deep sigh of relief escaped my li
The attendants moved gracefully between the pools, carrying trays of different kind of drinks for the guests.When Jimmy asked for his third glass of ice water, I finally caved. "If you’re really uncomfortable, just go. Play your game. I’ll stay here and relax myself.""Seriously, Lilith? Oh, love you, babe!" He practically leaped out of the water, barely drying off before grabbing his phone and texting his coworkers to meet him.I should’ve been upset. Disappointed, at the very least. But this time, I couldn’t even blame him. He simply wasn’t the type of man who enjoyed these things.Still, a part of me had hoped—foolishly—that this trip might rekindle something. That he would look at me the way he used to. That he would want me again.But now, sitting here alone, I finally noticed something was off. My swimsuit felt… tight.I looked down, realizing with mild horror that in my rush, I had bought the wrong size. It was a little too snug, and now that I was paying attention, my chest f
A gasp escaped my lips as I clutched my chest—too late. My torn dress had slipped, exposing my bare skin. My breath hitched, panic setting in as I realized just how much of me was on display.His gaze darkened.His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his eyes flickering—just for a second—before he moved. In one swift motion, he shrugged off his shirt and draped it over my shoulders, his touch firm yet unexpectedly gentle.“Here.” His voice was huskier now.The warmth of his body lingered on the fabric, and the scent of expensive cologne and clean masculinity surrounded me. He helped me up, his grip steady, his hands large and warm against my skin.“T-Thank you,” I stammered, keeping my eyes down, unwilling to look at his naked upper body.“My pleasure, madam,” he said, a hint of amusement still in his tone. “And you can call me Grayson.”I nodded quickly, gripping his shirt tightly around me as I turned on my heel and fled back into my room.Once inside, I slammed the bathroom d