"This place is really lovely," the woman sighed as she looked out across the ocean from an upstairs bedroom. "I hope my husband will like it."

Michael couldn't see how any man wouldn't like it if he had a beautiful broad like this one around. There was a naughtiness about the obviously wealthy lady, yet there was a smoldering look in her green eyes that strangely excited Michael.

"I wonder how comfortable this bed is," she said, walking over and touching the mattress.

"I'm sure it must be quite comfortable," replied Michael. "The owner has furnished it with very fine furniture."

"I hope so," she sighed. "The bed is a very important part of my life."

"We could always exchange the bed if you're not satisfied with it," he suggested.

"This may sound strange," she smiled at Michael, "I never lease a house without first testing the bed. Would YOU mind helping me?"

Michael couldn't believe his eyes when she suddenly removed her halter, allowing her luscious big tits to spring nakedly free.

"Take your clothes off," she smiled. "We can't fuck if you're fully dressed."

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Michael just stared at the beautiful woman as she sensually removed her shorts, calmly displaying her juicy pink slit surrounded by a soft growth of fiery-red pussy hairs. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"My God!" he finally gasped. "You're beautiful, Mrs. Duncan."

"Call me Connie this afternoon," she whispered, looking at him with her teasing green eyes as she held her naked arms up and slowly turned around, displaying her smooth shoulders and long red hair cascading down her deliciously-curved back.