<br/>Having angrily fastened the last of his buttons with his novel tucked under his arm, Phil made his way past the living room and into the den where he found a large, brown leather chair under a lamp. Seeing that it would be another three and a half hours before Tanya would show up, he decided to recline and see how much of his book her could get though. The morning was clearly spoiled with little to no chance of things getting better in the next hour or so.<br/><br/><br/>After a page or two of reading , Phil closed the book and put it back down on the end table with a sigh. He closed his eyes and squeezed his temples with his thumb and middle finger, then ran his hand over his head and down the back of his nexk as if trying to wipe away his frustration. He  replayed this morning's hqppenings in his mind, searching for an answer but there was nothing to be found. "Could it be that I just suck at this?", he thought as he stared out the window and into the garden outside.<br/><br/><br/>His thoughts returned to Isabella as he recalled the look on her face when we offered to spank her. It seemed like a good idea at the moment, and what was wrong with being a little spontaneous? "Hell, if she came after me like that I would have certainly played along" he thought as he continued to stare through the window - perplexed by her reaction.<br/><br/><br/>His thoughts trailed off into a daydream where he imagined himself sitting on the edge of a bed in a dimly lit room. Hearing footsteps he looked towards a half opened door. He waited in anticipation, then saw long stocking clad leg with a stiletto heel peek just past the door. As the door slowly opened his gaze rose as her thigh and stocking top was reveled. Opening a bit more her figure was revealed and his gaze moved from her skimpy black g-string panties to her abs and breasts which she held in her hands with her fingers on the edges of her nipples as she strolled in with a confident 'I feel nasty, lets play a game" kind of smile. The daydream continued and eventually faded leaving Phil along with his book.<br/><br/><br/>The rest of the morning was spent mostly in solitude reading and taking advantage of the quite, relaxing atmosphere. The time had passed rather quickly for Phil as he was completely absorbed in his novel and oblivious to Issabella's unease. A distant melody of chiming bells broke his immersion as Tanya stood outside, waiting for someone to answer the door. He leaped from his seat and jogged half way to the door, then stopped himself and slowed his pace to a casual stroll. He stopped in front of a large curtain covered window with a side view of the front entrance and peered through.<br/><br/><br/>His eyes slyly traced her figure from top to bottom as he parted the curtain with his finger to get a better look. She was clearly younger that Issa and rather hot to say the least. With a slight grin he began to undress her in his mind; He pictured her stripping seductively right there at the door, slowly removing her top and flipping it over her shoulder as she smiled back at him with an "I know your'e watching me" kind of look. He smirked, then pictured her undoing her shorts part of the way, then shifting her hips seductively, letting the shorts slide off on their own, while looking into his eyes with a curled smile. His smirk broadened into a smile as he imagined her licking her finger slowly, then sliding her middle and index fingers under her diaphanous panties.<br/><br/>