Nancy Slave

* Closet Encounters By Nancy Slave I am in the process of adding a master bathroom onto my house. It is one of those giant rooms with a freestanding bathtub complete with a spray faucet. There are giant mirrors on the walls and over the double sinks which allow a full view of everything from everywhere in the room. I hired Jeff to do this work for me partly because of his talents and partly because he was the sexiest man I have seen in a long time. He was 6'3" tall with strong broad shoulders. His deep blue eyes and brown hair matched those of the men in my fantasies. I sat and watched him work on my bathroom for weeks. The days sped by with hours of lively conversations. ...

8 8 Dream a Little Dream Nancy Slave I check in at the hotel and ask as an afterthought if the adjoining room is available. I was almost hoping that it wasn’t, but wanted to ask. The room was available, so I took it. I settled in gave and him a call. It was strange to hear the phone ring in the adjoining room and to hear him move to answer the phone. There were a thousand different scenarios running through my mind including all the ways in which this could go wrong. I convinced myself that if I was wrong then I am already far too exposed to truly back out. I reached up and knocked on the door. It seemed to take forever but he opened the door. We said hello and all I could think of to say was that I am so scared. He replied that he is nervous as well. I could see that he was uncomfortable. He added that he would do as he said he would which I something I have heard him say many times. It was strange to see him with his clothes on and to actually look into his eyes. ...