Monique and John - a May/November Romance - Cover

Monique and John - a May/November Romance

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Chapter 83

Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 83 - An aspiring young architectural student sets her sights on her older widowed neighbour.

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Reluctant   Romantic   Fiction   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Safe Sex   Voyeurism  

John woke early, the soft morning light filtering through the sheer curtains of their suite. Monique was still sound asleep beside him, her hair a wild mess against the pillows, her lips slightly parted as she breathed in slow, even rhythms.

Not wanting to wake her just yet, he carefully slipped out of bed and reached for the room service menu. If there was ever a morning to indulge, this was it.

He picked up the phone and ordered an extravagant breakfast—fresh croissants, pain au chocolat, a selection of fine Swiss cheeses, smoked salmon, scrambled eggs with herbs, crispy bacon, fresh fruit, and, of course, strong coffee and freshly squeezed orange juice.

As he hung up, he heard Monique, who was beginning to stir.

“Mmm,” she murmured, as she walked out of the bedroom, her body wrapped in a sheet rubbing sleep from her eyes.

“Good morning, mon amour,” John greeted her with a smile.

She yawned, rubbing her eyes. “Morning...” Then she frowned slightly. “What are you up to?”

He smirked. “Just arranging a little breakfast.”

She arched an eyebrow but didn’t press further. Instead, she walked seductively towards him, watching him with a lazy smile. “Come back to bed.”

“Tempting,” he admitted, “but breakfast should be here soon.”

At that, Monique let the sheet slip down her body. “What did you order?”

“Everything,” he said with a grin.

She laughed. “That sounds dangerous.”

As she stood, fully nude and stretching like a cat, there was a knock on the door.

John looked at her, amused. “Well, that’s perfect timing.”

Monique’s eyes went wide in horror before she gasped and bolted toward the bedroom. Just as she reached the door, she glanced over her shoulder and whispered furiously, “You planned this, didn’t you?”

 
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