She watched him dry himself off, and grab a fresh towel to dry her as well.  She stood still as his hands worshipped her, and dried her off with the soft, plush towel.  As his gentle hands lingered over her breasts, she held her breath.  She let it out on a sigh, as his hands grazed over her lower back.  His hands, wrapped in the plush terry patted the downy hair of her pubic area, which she had always kept neatly trimmed.  She placed her hands on his shoulders, as he knelt before her, drying her legs and feet.<br/><br/>She watched his face, as he grinned and leaned in to kiss her sweet pussy, and let his tongue slip between her outer lips.  She smiled down at him, and wondered what she had done to deserve this wonderful man in her life.  Surely the gods of love were smiling on them, for the two of them had been alone far too long.<br/><br/>"Jeremiah, I have nothing to put on, it's all next door, Darling."  She reminded him as she stretched out in the bed where they had made love.  She pulled the sheet and blanket over her, making sure she was covered.  She didn't really want to give the room service waiter an "eye full" as Jeremiah put it.