As Pete peeled off the bills to pay for the clothes, she wondered how any man could look happy about spending so much money. Back in the car, when she pulled up the hem of her dress, she showed him sheer nylons, black suspenders and a pair of black nylon panties, which snuggled warmly against a very warm, virginal cunt. As Pete stroked the crotch of her panties, her cunt became ever warmer and before long, she felt that her nice new panties had gotten wet, but she didn't mind. Her twat felt hot and tingly and there was a glow there which spread out to envelop her entire body, her whole being.

It was just after six when Pete wheeled the Lincoln to a stop at the motel. It looked like a palace to Judith, and she stared wide-eyed at the scenery, which was strictly picture postcard.

They got a table at the window, and as they ate food so good that Judith felt she had never eaten before, they both felt a warm glow building. After the meal, they had coffee with Benedictine and brandy, and as she sipped the liqueur, Judith felt the glow getting deliciously warmer.

Pete held Judith's hand as they walked to their room. The touch they shared was an exciting promise of what they would be sharing later, when they were both naked, and that made her knees get very weak. When she told him, she emitted a little shriek as he easily picked her up and she squirmed excitedly in his arms as he carried her to their room, managing to open the door without putting her down.

He stood her by the window and stood beside her with an arm around her waist as they drank in the scenery. As he pulled the cord to close the drapes, Judith shuddered.