The meeting

Ryan had just had a much-needed shower and was now ready for bed, but that was not to be. Tracy was seated in a provocative position on the bed in his room, wearing the sexiest lingerie she had. She smiled at him and leered openly at his body, which was still covered in drops of water from his shower. Ryan resisted the urge to groan and turned away, pretending not to notice, but Tracy was not having any of it. She got up and came to wrap her arms around him, kissing his neck sensually as she did so. Ryan gently extricated himself from her grasp and went to put on a shirt.

“What’s wrong?” Tracy asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I mean, Ryan. You’ve been avoiding having sex with me ever since we moved here. What’s the matter? Don’t you find me attractive anymore?”

“Of course, you’re attractive. Any man would be lucky to have you.” Ryan told her in his sincerest tone.

“Good, because you are one lucky man this night.” She told him and stepped out of the l