Feeling naughty I

On one of my recent trips in Europe a Lady hit my knee in the railway station. She was very sorry, and beautiful as well. She insisted to check my knee. I told her I was OK, but she was already on her knees to check my leg. Once she fondled my ankle and touched the stockings I was wearing she looked me straight in my eyes. With a dominant smile she asked: "I need to examine this, where is your hotel?" "Around the corner," I stumbled. In the hotel I had to undress and I dreamed of her being there with me.