Wynand and Robert were sitting in the motel lobby, waiting on Julianna who was taking ages to collect her belongings and make her self presentable - typical women. Robert glanced at his watched and sighed, "At this rate, we'll never make th...e check out time." Wynand nodded and glanced at Robert and the bags. "You know, there is something we could do while we wait.." Robert glanced over, "What would that be?" He asked, but soon realised that an explanation was not needed as the smirk on Wynand's face said it all. "Oh." He gasped, face flushing.
At the sight of Robert's embarrasment, Wynand's smirk grew into a grin which spread from cheek to cheek. Leaning over, he whispered into Robert's ear, "I love it when you act so sensitive." Robert's back stiffened, face becoming redder, "Not here!" he harshly whispered to Wynand. "How about there?" Wynand grinned and gestured to the private bathroom. Robert's eyes darted around nervously. "Uh...okay..." Wynand then grabbed Robert's hand, and lead him to the bathroom.