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A week in London
A Week in London By - Tafod Arian ********************D I S C L A I M E R
********************* 'A Week in London' contains graphic consensual sexual
scenes between adults. This is FICTION. It does NOT depict the
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This is dedicated to Melanie - she knows why.
I was due to spend a week in London visiting the head offices of the
company to present my ultimatum to the board. From Heathrow I took the
company limo to my hotel in central London and settled in. I was a bit jet
lagged from the trip so I enjoyed a quiet dinner in the hotel and an early
night. The next morning, following an early breakfast and a jog in Hyde
Park, I dressed carefully and conservatively for the first meeting. I took
a taxi, arriving at the company's City office building just after ten
o'clock, leaving plenty of time to prepare myself for the difficult first
session.
I was met at the reception desk by a professionally attractive in
her early twenties who conducted me to the boardroom where the meetings
were to take place. She was a trim with an exceptional
figure and stunning legs, sheathed in dark nylon and well displayed by a
tight short, but not too short, skirt. I could not fault the company on
the initial impression made on visitors. Although physically attractive
her conversation was banal verging on the shallow and she was less
interesting on this account although by her body language and non-verbal
signals she clearly found what to her was an important visitor intriguing.
She was obviously available and I was looking for a companion for the
evening. However, I decided to hold off and see what developed, I could
always see her again as I was leaving.
In the anteroom to the boardroom the receptionist, whose name I
immediately forgot, introduced me to the managing directors PA. Mrs
Edwards. She organised coffee while the board was concluding their
preparations for the day's crucial agenda and sat and talked with me while
I took the refreshments. She introduced herself to me afresh as 'Julia'.
She was about five foot nine, slightly plump with styled hair
falling in soft waves to her shoulders. She was dressed in a dark business
suit the skirt of which was just above the knee. She had taken off the
jacket revealing a white sheer silk tight-fitting blouse with a neckline
just low enough to display the beginning of her cleavage. She was wearing
dark sheer tights and neat patent leather shoes with about a three inch
heel. As she stood to pour the coffee it was clear that my initial feeling
that she had quite an exceptional figure was correct. She held herself
erect with her head poised on a long slender neck, square shoulders
supporting fairly plump prominent clearly defined through the silk
of her blouse. She was wearing a bra with lacy shoulder straps and
delicate lace cups which made an intriguing pattern through the silk. She
did not appear to be wearing a slip. Her body narrowed to a slender, but
not thin waist and then swelled to fairly plump broad hips. As she turned
away to sit down after bending forward to hand me my coffee I saw that she
had a very well made behind, clearly outlined by her tight skirt.
I collected my impressions while I sipped my coffee. When she bent
forward I had had a view of her which showed great promise and her
bottom was magnificent. She had a musical voice and a ready laugh and the
time passed very pleasantly until it was time for me to meet the board.
Before leaving her I asked if she had plans for later, thinking I might
take her to lunch. She said that the managing director was planning a
working lunch to explore my proposals in more detail, and it was clear that
while she was aware of the importance of the meeting, she was unaware of
just how critical it was going to be for the company. I thought the she
looked disappointed. As the company secretary invited me into the
boardroom I motioned him to wait a moment and, turning to Julia, I invited
her for tea at my hotel later that afternoon. She had booked my hotel so
she knew that it was respectable and I told her that I would send a car for
her. I could see that she was flattered and she agreed with a quick smile
just before the closing door took my mind from her and I was forced to
concentrate on the business that had brought me to London. The meetings
lasted all morning, through lunch and I left at about three o'clock to go
back to my hotel.
I had a quick shower after arranging for a car to pick up Julia. I
dressed in a smart business suit with a conservative tie as I knew that she
would still be in her office attire. I went down to the lobby just before
four o'clock in time to see a car draw up and Julia get out. She looked as
enticing and intriguing as I remembered. She was wearing her jacket over
her white blouse and carrying a small neat handbag. I met her in the lobby
and she gave me a quick smile, seeming relaxed. "Is it too early for a
drink, or would you prefer afternoon tea?" I asked her. "Let's have tea"
she said "I have something to ask you and you may prefer not to start
drinking too early!". "Intriguing" I thought.
I indicated the way to the conservatory and allowed her to precede me
appreciating the way her plump buttocks moved smoothly under the thin
material of her skirt which was short enough to show dimples in the flesh
of her neat legs just behind the knees as she walked. The maitre d'hotel
conducted us to a table in the foliage close to the murmuring water of a
little fountain allowing us considerable privacy. As he held her chair for
her to sit she slipped off her jacket giving me another view of her
cleavage and demonstrating from the way that her strained against
the silk of her blouse that she was indeed well-made. I ordered tea and
looked into her blue eyes. "Well, Julia" I said "what is so mysterious.
Why should we not be drinking?".
"It is the company's annual dinner dance this evening and the chairman
has invited you if you would like to come, please do". She said eagerly.
"I would very much like it if you would be there". "I should be a little
out of place without a partner, don't you think?" I asked. She shook her
head. "Lots of people go without partners. I hoped that you would come so
I have arranged a place for you at my table with my husband, another couple
and my husband's PA. You may not have known it but he is a Senior
Accountant with the company". I certainly hadn't known it! I thought for
a moment. This was an intriguing and attractive woman who I should
certainly enjoy getting to know a lot better. What better place to start
than a dinner dance. "I should be delighted to come" I said. "That's
marvellous" she replied taking an invitation from her handbag and handing
it to me. "All the details are on there and we should have a lovely
evening". "We certainly should if I have anything to do with it!" I
thought.
The tea arrived and we had a pleasant hour while I learned a great deal
about her, her husband and their lives. She was a charming and
entertaining companion and, all too soon, it was time for her to leave to
prepare for the dance. I called a car to take her to the station and shook
her cool hand. "I look forward to seeing you this evening, Julia, and to
meeting your husband". She gave me a quick smile, tapped her way down the
hotel steps and was gone.
I went to my room and had a brief sleep to refresh myself then a long
hot bath followed by a cold shower. I dressed carefully in my dinner-suit
and was ready just about in time when the telephone rang and the arrival of
my car was announced. It was a brief journey only to the large central
London hotel where the function was to be held and, on entering, I was
shown to the ballroom which had been taken over by the company. Tables
were spread around a small but adequate dance floor and a small combo was
playing unobtrusively from a small stage in the corner. I entered the
ballroom and just stood looking round. I did not have to wait long when
there was a gentle touch on my wrist. I turned to view Julia with
pleasure. She was wearing a stunningly simple black cocktail dress just off
the knee. It had a fitted low-cut bodice accentuating and displaying to
perfection, her splendid breasts. She was wearing small earrings but
no other jewellery. Her soft hair had been put up emphasising her
long slender neck and even more attention to her splendid bosom.
She smiled at me.
"Come and meet my husband, Alan" she said, leading the way through the
crowd to our table. I followed, appreciatively eyeing her splendid bottom.
She introduced me to the other people at the table. The other couple I was
polite to but they were instantly forgettable. I was much more interested
in the husband and his PA, Samantha. Alan was tall and dark with a rather
arrogant air and his attitude to Julia was casual to say the least. He
seemed much more interested in his PA, a rather sulky-looking red-head with
a neat but not exceptional figure. I could not understand his apparent
preference for his PA when he had such a beautiful wife. I followed the
dynamics of the situation through dinner with interest and it was clear
that there was strain in the air and Julia was far from happy with what was
happening. It began to be clear to me why she had been so keen for me to
be present at the dance.
As things developed I found myself talking more and more to Julia as her
husband continued to ignore her. I learned a lot more about their
life. I began to appreciate that she was a rather unhappy insecure person
which made her vulnerable.
At the end of dinner at the coffee and brandy stage the music became
more insistent and people started to dance. I saw Alan give Samantha a
rueful look which was not missed by Julia. He took his wife's hand and
they went to dance. I smiled at Samantha but did not offer to dance with
her. She looked even more sulky but I just enjoyed my brandy and had a few
words with the company chairman as he circulated among the tables.
Samantha looked very impressed and much more interested as he addressed me
with some deference. However, I was not interested in Samantha! Julia and
Alan returned to the table. Alan was looking tense with compressed lips
and Julia was slightly flushed. They had clearly been having words on the
dance floor. I did not give them time to settle. "Would you mind if I
danced with your wife, Alan?" I asked politely. He did not even look at me
but just waved his hand in consent. Julia's flush deepened. I took her by
the hand and led her to the floor.
The band were playing a slow waltz and I took Julia in my arms holding
her firmly but not too closely. I held her cool right hand in my left and
my right hand was in the small of her back above the swell of her splendid
buttocks. She was a good dancer and I am an expert so the dance passed
pleasantly. I looked into her blue eyes and asked her suddenly "Are you
happy Julia?" This was a critical time. Had she denied her unhappiness I
should have left her to make the best of her life with an unappreciative
and, probably unfaithful, husband as I had no wish to make things worse for
her. However, although I suspected that she was unhappy I was surprised
when she clutched my hand tightly, digging her nails into my flesh and gave
a convulsive sob. "Of course I am not happy, you fool" she blazed "can't
you see what he is up to with that little tart Samantha?". "I think he is
a fool" I said "you are much more beautiful and intelligent than Samantha
and if he can't see that then perhaps he doesn't deserve you."
She looked searchingly into my eyes and I slightly tightened my hold,
pulling her gently closer until her were brushing my chest and I
lowered my right hand a fraction holding her a little more intimately just
above the swell of her buttocks. I led her to a shaded and rather deserted
part of the dance floor and drew her just a little closer. I was going
very slowly as I did not want to frighten her. I put my lips close to her
ear and whispered gently "Don't be unhappy, pretty Julia, there is no need.
Let me make you happy. I can change your life for you if you will only
trust me". She gave a deep gasp. "You mustn't say things like that!" she
whispered "what about Alan?". I turned her so that she could see their
table and he was openly holding Samantha's hand while the other was on her
thigh under the table. Julia gasped again, flushed and went pale. "Oh
God!" she said "it's happening again and he promised it wouldn't after last
time". "Julia" I said "if a has strayed once he will stray again. Let
me make you happy". I drew her closer to me and kissed her ear feeling the
swell of her splendid pressed against me. She gave a deep sigh.
"This is wrong" she whispered. I looked across at the table. Alan and
Samantha had disappeared. She followed my eyes and went pale. I led her
to a vacant table. "Just sit there for a moment" I said, and went back to
our table where the other couple were still sitting. I quickly found out
what had happened.
I went back to Julia. "His is that there has been an emergency at
work and they have had to go back to work on some printouts before the
board meeting in the morning. He said that he would not be home tonight".
Julia looked concerned. "Do you think that that might be true?" she asked
tentatively. "I know it isn't true" I said bluntly "nothing is more
important to the board than my meetings with them tomorrow and it has
nothing to do with any fictitious printouts that Alan might invent." She
gave a loud sob and looked at me. "What am I going to do?" she said
miserably. I looked into her sad eyes.
"I think that you need to think about things" I said" and it will not do
you any good to go home in the state that you are in now. Let me book you
a room here and you can have a good night's sleep and we can talk at
breakfast. I shall be free after three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, we can
decide later what you will do in the morning and after that we can spend
some time putting your life back together". She squeezed my hand and
looked into my eyes and I knew without her speaking that she had agreed.
She was still looking uncertainly at me and without difficulty I read her
mind. "You will need stuff for tonight if you are going to stay here and
some fresh clothes for the office tomorrow". She looked at me gratefully.
I took her hand and led her from the ballroom to the reception desk. I
booked her a room and ordered the company car. "You can go home and get
what you need. It is still quite early and Alan will certainly not be
there". She still looked hesitant. "Would you like me to come with you?"
I asked her. She smiled brilliantly "That would be wonderful".
I helped her into the car and as I did, her pressed against my
arm. It felt wonderfully resilient and springy. As she sat her dress rode
up a little showing the beginning of beautiful plump thighs. She did not
pull it down. I sat beside her in the darkness of the car as she gave the
address to the driver. It was only about a fifteen minute drive which was
over all too soon. "Please just wait. I'll only be a few minutes" she
said. Just before she left the car I put my hand on hers "Bring your
passport, Julia, just in case". She was distraught and in a mood to agree
with what was suggested and she just nodded wordlessly. When she returned
she was carrying a suitcase which I put into the boot for her. She had
changed into a neat dress which complemented her colouring and figure. As
she got into the back of the car I reached for her hand and put mine over
hers on her warm thigh. I put my arm round her and drew her to me so that
she was resting with her head on my shoulder her soft full pressing
deliciously against me. I could smell the soft scent of her silky hair.
She was trembling slightly. I kissed her ear "Don't worry, Julia" I
whispered "everything is going to be all right". I tilted up her chin and
put my lips to hers giving her the gentlest of kisses. She shuddered and
grasped my hand tightly looking into my eyes. I could see the streetlights
glinting from her shining eyes. "You wont me will you?" She begged
hoarsely. "Julia" I said "I would never you. Nothing will happen
that you do not want and nothing will happen until you want it to. You are
too stressed out tonight. We are going to go back to the hotel and you are
going to get a good night's sleep. Then we will breakfast and I will go to
the office. I will do what I have to do in the morning and tomorrow
afternoon we will begin to plan to put your life in order". I kissed her
gently again and she nestled against my shoulder as the car drew up to the
hotel. I saw her to her room and took her case inside. She looked worn
out with the stress of the evening. I took her unresisting body in my arms
and kissed her very gently. "Sleep well, Julia" I said "I will ring you in
the morning and we will breakfast together". She seemed much more relaxed
now that decisions were being made for her and the door closed on her
brilliant grateful smile as I went to my room to catch up on my jet-lag.
Before I went to bed I arranged for roses to be delivered to Julia's
room with her early morning tea and, satisfied with my arrangements, I
quickly fell into a dreamless sleep.
I awoke early the following morning and quickly prepared for the far
from routine day ahead. I rang Julia's room and she answered immediately.
She seemed overwhelmed by the roses and it was clear that this was an
unhappy lady who had not been having much attention paid to her. I told
her that I would collect her when she was ready and to call me. I plugged
my lap-top in to the ISDN line that I had pre-ordered and attended to my
e-mail from the night before. I also interrogated the company's personnel
records using my security code and filled myself in on Alan and Samantha. I
was just finishing when the telephone indicated that Julia was ready. I
had spent some time while in my bath thinking things over and I had decided
that last night I had gone at her pace. She was so frightened angry and
confused that that had been the right thing to do. However, morning
brought the realisation that it was time to introduce her to the fact,
however gently, that I was the leader in whatever relationship we were
destined to have.
I went to her room and tapped on the door. She quickly opened it and
stood aside with a quick nervous smile to let me in. She was dressed more
or less as she had been the day before and it was clear that this was her
office 'uniform'. I slowly walked to her giving her time to move away if
she wanted to but she smiled a little nervously and waited for me to
approach her. I took her in my arms and kissed her neck before whispering
in her ear "Good morning, pretty Julia. Welcome to the start of the rest
of your life". I moved my kiss to her cheek and then, looking into her
clear blue eyes, to her lips. For the first time I made my kiss rather
more demanding, moving my lips insistently against hers which slowly
relaxed allowing me first to touch and then to brush her lips with my
tongue. She gasped at the rather more intimate contact. I was holding her
firmly so that the fullness of her silk-covered formed delicious
soft mounds against my chest and I moved my hand from her waist so that she
could feel my thumb brush the lower curve of her full breast. She gasped
again. I kissed her again in the same way, without pressing further, and
she relaxed more in my arms comfortable now with the caress. I slowly
released her "Time for breakfast and a little talk" I said with a smile.
She smiled back, still nervous and picked up her small handbag. I allowed
her to precede me to the conservatory where we were shown to the table deep
in the foliage that I had reserved much earlier that morning.
She was too nervous to eat and just ordered orange juice and croissants
so I joined her, reserving coffee for later. I let her talk knowing that
what she had to say would have been building up in her all night and it
would be easier for her if she let it out - and it all poured out of her as
she sat destroying a croissant in her twisting fingers. "What am I going
to do about Alan?" she asked miserably "he went off last night with that
little tart Samantha. It is not the first time that he has done it either.
He has had a string of similar women since soon after we were married. It
is not as though there is much in our lives. He is never home and when he
is we have nothing in common. For years we have had separate rooms and sex
has been a joke since he started his games. He never bothered much before
and he doesn't bother at all now. I'm so unhappy". She gave a loud sob
and a tear rolled down her cheek which I blotted away with a tissue.
I looked across the breakfast table at the extraordinarily beautiful but
unhappy woman. "Julia" I said " if you will just trust me I will make
everything right for you. You can have Alan out of your life for ever. I
will give you the opportunity to live the life that you deserve and you can
decide whether to take it or not. There will be no pressure and the
decision will be entirely yours. This is the plan for today. I have
meetings until three o'clock. I arranged with the chairman last night that
you be seconded to me as my PA while I am here so we will be spending a lot
of time together and we can get to know one another. There is no need for
you to come in to the company today and I should prefer it if you didn't
because I do not want you being upset by Alan. Whatever you decide after
this week I think that you know in yourself that Alan is part of your past
and has no place in your future". He face had begun to brighten while she
was listening to me and she nodded. "You are right, Jeff" she said, using
my name for the first time "do you know, I believe that you are right".
"Spend your time quietly in the hotel relaxing this morning, go for a
swim or use the gym if you like. Have a fairly light lunch because we
shall be having dinner early tonight. I have tickets for a concert which I
am sure that you will enjoy. After today I have no commitments until the
weekend so we can sleep in tomorrow". I paused for a moment, this was
rather delicate. "You may need some clothes and I don't think that it is a
good idea for you to go back home. Regard this as a loan if you like and
pay me back when it is convenient". I slipped my gold card across the
table to her. "Go shopping for whatever you think you need and meet me
back here at three o'clock. We will have tea and we can continue our chat
then". "I couldn't!" she gasped. "Please do" I said "it would please me a
lot". She smiled and put the card in her handbag. I got up from the table
and leaned over and kissed her soft cheek. "I have to go. The maitre
d'hotel has just signalled that my car is here. Have a nice day and I'll
see you back here at three o'clock". She smiled and took my hand which to
my surprise and delight she pressed to the lower curve of her soft breast.
I smiled into her blue eyes as I cupped my hand against the fullness of her
bosom and kissed her again before I left.
Following the conclusion of successful negotiations which meant that I
now owned the company, the limo took me back to the hotel. I went to the
reception desk and reserved the honeymoon suite for the rest of the week
but still kept our two rooms. On entering the conservatory I saw Julia
immediately. She smiled shyly at me and came to meet me. I took her in my
arms and without any prompting from me she pressed her full firm body
against me and raised her lips to mine. Her mouth slowly opened and she
accepted my deep intimate kiss, her heaving against my chest. I
kissed her sweet mouth a moment longer and led her to a private booth in
the ferns where we could sit side by side. She sat close to me, a lot of
her inhibitions seeming to have disappeared.
She was dressed in a thin yellow silk dress which admirably complemented
her colouring and showed off her figure to perfection. I put my hand under
the table on to her thigh which she covered with her own pressing it into
her soft flesh. Her attitude had certainly undergone a change form the
morning and she had obviously been doing a lot of thinking. The waiter
brought us drinks and then left us alone. As at breakfast, when she began
to talk she could not seem to stop. It was like lancing the boil of her
unhappiness. "I can't stand it any more" she said "I have been thinking
about it all day. My marriage is a sham and my life is a joke. Since I
married Alan it is as though my life has been on hold and I can't put up
with it any more. You have done nothing except show understanding and
kindness without asking for anything in return. But I want more from you
than that. I think that I am reasonably attractive and my life has been
passing me by. I know that you are only here for a few days but I want to
spend the days and nights with you".
"Are you sure about what you are saying, Julia?" I asked her "because if
we spend the next few days together then your marriage is over. You will
never be able to go back to Alan". "If you do not want to spend the next
few days with me my marriage is over anyway. While I was out this morning
I threw my wedding ring into the river. I will never go back to Alan.
Please help me, don't turn me away". I looked into her eyes. "If I spend
the nights with you Julia, I will want to make love to you, you know that
don't you?"
"God, yes!" she said breathlessly "but I don't just want you to make
love to me. That is what my used to call it. I want you to fuck me
hard over and over again. I want you to do anything you want to me and I
want to do everything to you that I can to please you". In the privacy of
the foliage I put my arm round my beautiful companion under her armpit
directly on to her which I began to slowly and firmly squeeze. With
my other hand I tilted her lips to mine and gave her a slow deep searching
kiss on her hot tongue. She gasped and pressed herself against me.
I continued to feel her while I broke the kiss and looked deep into her
blue eyes. "Are you sure about this Julia darling?" I asked " there is
absolutely no pressure on you at all". "God yes!" she gasped again "after
the last few years I think that I need a good hard fuck more than anything
else in the world". Now that she had begun to talk I was interested how
quickly her language had become very basic. It was clearly a reaction to
the restrictions of her marriage and I knew that it would bring added spice
to our relationship.
"Wait a moment, darling" I said and withdrew my arm from round her.
"Please just excuse me for two minutes". I went to the reception desk and
instructed that after we had gone out for the evening that our belongings
should be moved to the honeymoon suite and I cancelled our two separate
rooms. Returning to her I sat down and the waiter brought the drinks I had
ordered. When he had left us I put my lips to hers again. Without
hesitation her mouth opened under mine and her tongue entered my mouth. I
put my hand on her thigh and slowly moved it up until it was on her plump
stomach just above her pubic mound I pressed my hand a little harder and
she gasped. I took her little hand and kissed it.
"You look beautiful, darling" I said "just right for this evening". She
looked a little disappointed and I knew what was running through her
excited mind. I pressed my lips to her hair. "It will be all the better
for waiting, I promise" I whispered. She put her hand on the top of my
thigh as close to my prick as she dared and squeezed. I smiled, I could
wait.
I let her precede me to the dining room admiring the way the sheer silk
clung to her thighs and to the cheeks of her bottom. We had a light dinner
and it was time to leave for the concert. I knew that she was bilingual in
English and German from her CV on the company personnel records so she
should enjoy the evening. I had booked tickets at the Wigmore Hall to hear
a performance of Schubert's "Die Schone Mullerin" sung by Peter Schreier on
one of his rare visits to London. I was sure that Schubert's longing
soulful music of love would sound a requiem in her mind for her dead
marriage, and would enable her to begin to draw a line under the unhappy
times allowing planning to begin for a happier future. She was entranced
by the music as I thought that she would be and, as I had chosen a short
concert it was still quite early when we caught a taxi to return to the
hotel.
Immediately we were in the darkness of the taxi she became bold,
pressing herself against me and lifting my hand and pressing it to her lips
and then to her breast. I began to thoroughly feel her full
through the thin silk of her dress. Her nipples instantly erected against
my roving hand. Taking my cue from her I thought I would see how much she
meant by her apparent descent into crude language in the conservatory. I
squeezed her firmly and put my other hand on her knee. "You have
beautiful big sexy tits, darling" I whispered "I could feel you and play
with them all night". She gasped. She was so excited that as she put her
hand on my thigh it landed a little higher than she perhaps intended and
she felt my prick under her fingers. She gasped again but did not pull her
hand away. In fact she began to slowly fondle my prick and balls through
my trousers. I moved my hand slowly under her dress enjoying the sexy feel
of her nylon-covered thigh until I reached bare flesh at the top of her
stocking just below her cunt. I slowly moved my hand up until I was
touching her and then I casually cupped her in my palm as I
pressed my lips to hers in another deep kiss. Her eyes widened as she felt
my hand on her under her dress and she spread her thighs slightly.
She was still gently feeling my prick. I took my lips from hers and
whispered into her ear. "I have your Julia darling. You are mine now
to do as I please with". She squeezed my erect prick wordlessly.
I saw that we were approaching the hotel so I gently with drew my hand
and allowed her to compose herself. She put her hands demurely in her lap
as the taxi drew up and the commissionaire opened the door. As she walked
into the hotel she was still blushing from the events in the taxi. She
looked absolutely beautiful.
I knew that she was too excited to wait any longer to be alone so I led
her to the lift and took her up to the penthouse. I had collected the key
earlier before we went out and when I opened the door she suddenly realised
where we were. She walked in and looked around wonderingly. As I had
arranged, there was champagne on ice, which I opened, and a light supper
laid out for later. The room was softly lit and there were roses
everywhere. She just walked round in a daze, looked in the large bathroom
and looked at me in amazement. "You have arranged all this for me?" she
whispered. "For us, darling" I corrected gently, walked to her and took
her in my arms her closely to me. There was something I knew I had
to mention. "It's all right" she blushed "I'm on the pill".
I began to kiss her at first gently and then more thoroughly. As she
panted under my caress, I dropped one hand to her bottom and began to
fondle her plump buttock through the thin silk. "You have such a lovely
arse, darling" I whispered. She kissed me even more firmly on my
tongue and I knew that this kind of language turned her on, that it was
what she wanted to hear. I released her for a moment and slipped off my
jacket and tie and then taking her in my arms again I did not hesitate but,
looking into her eyes I slid the zip down on the back of her thin dress.
It fell from her shoulders and I let her work it over her hips and step out
of it. I just looked at her in appreciation. She was quite simply an
amazingly erotic sight in a sheer thin peach-coloured bra through which I
could see her nipples protruding, high-cut thin matching pulled
deep into her the fleshy outer lips of which I could see clearly
defined through her sheer nylon. Her were supported by a lacy
suspender belt in the same delicate colour. The fact that she was overall
very slightly plump gave her a deliciously voluptuous air.
I slipped my trousers and off, just keeping on a pair of boxer
shorts through which the contours of my prick and balls were very evident.
I sat down on a large comfortable armchair and drew Julia gently on to my
knee. I put my arm round her on to her and began to feel her sexy
tit through the thin silk of he sheer bra. I began to kiss her, a kiss
which she returned enthusiastically and she gasped as she felt the stirring
of my prick against the cheeks of her bottom. I put my hand on the inside
of her nylon covered thigh and slowly moved it up on to the naked soft
flesh above her just below her quivering cunt. Looking into her
eyes I slid my fingers inside the leg of her and gently drew my
forefinger down the grove of her moist available cunt. She gave a loud
gasp into my mouth against my kiss and a shudder went through her body as I
slipped my forefinger between the lips of her and began to gently
finger-fuck her. I was going very easily so that I did not or
frighten her but she was rapidly getting worked up and was eager for more
shuddering against my exploring finger. "Oh God!" she gasped against my
lips "you are so good, so gentle". "And you are so sexy, my darling" I
whispered. I continued to work her up with my finger, feeling her sexy tit
and looking into her eyes as I kissed her when her eyes suddenly widened,
she gave another loud gasp and went rigid as she came in my hand. She
burst into emotional tears.
"That was so lovely. I have never felt that before. Alan could never
do that for me". I cuddled her close one hand resting on her tit and the
other just gently cupping her wet cunt, smelling the sweet smell of the
perspiration of an excited woman. "You are with me now, darling, and that
is just the beginning". She began to cry quietly but I knew that they were
tears of joy and relief. "I am so, so happy" she whispered" I wish tonight
could last for ever". "Trust me, darling" I said quietly, kissing her ear
"everything is going to be all right".
As she calmed down I looked into her eyes, reached behind her and
unhooked her bra. I gently slid it off down her arms and her full
fell into my hands. They were quite simply magnificent, full and firm with
hardly any sag tipped by prominent nipples surrounded by large pink
areolae. "Raise your arse, Julia" I whispered and I slid off her panties.
She was now naked in my lap apart from a suspender belt and sheer dark
stockings. I let her see me looking leisurely at her body. Below her
fabulous she had a small swell of a round little stomach accentuated
as she lay back against me. Her plump thighs were slightly apart and I
could see the open groove of her wet surmounted by a little bush of
curly pubic hair. "What an enticing little piece you are, Julia
darling" I whispered "I will never get tired of playing with your sexy
body"
I gently lifted her from my knees. "Go and lie on the bed, darling and
I will get us some champagne" I said. She smiled at me and walked to the
bed and lay on her back, propped up with her thighs slightly apart. I
poured our drinks and took them to the bed. "Take off my shorts darling" I
said quietly. She pulled my shorts down and looked in astonishment at my
prick. It is just over eight inches long when erect and, more to the
point, is very thick. I am circumcised so there is a large threatening
head like a small orange. I have correspondingly heavy balls and
pubic hair extending back to my arsehole. When I am excited, and I have
seldom been in a better situation, there seems no end to my powers and I am
capable of several ejaculations in a single session. I sat on the bed and
looked at Julia but did not touch her. She reached out her hand and put it
gently on my semi-erect prick closing her soft fingers around the shaft.
"Oh my God, it's huge!" she gasped as she slowly began to wank me. She
certainly was not shy and it was clear that while her physical sex life
with Alan appeared to have been minimal, she had an active imagination and
few repressions and was ready to enter into the spirit of things.
I lay down beside her on the bed and drew her into my arms. I kissed
her softly on her moist, open receptive lips, briefly touching the tip of
her tongue and then I slowly drew my tongue down the proud column of her
slender neck to the centre of her where I gently licked the salt
of her perspiration. She sighed and grasped my prick tighter, digging her
other hand into the flesh of my thigh. I could feel her fingernails
gouging at my muscle. I softly ran my tongue across her full firm
until I reached the nipple and began to run the tip gently round the
roughish pink areaola. She began to wank me with more purpose. I glanced
up into her sparkling excited eyes and slipped my hand between her parted
thighs on to her expectant cunt. I began to gently finger-fuck her again
as I took her into my mouth and began to suck firmly on the
prominent nipple teasing it with my teeth and lips.
Her was so moist and receptive that I had no difficulty in adding a
second finger and I began to finger-fuck her more firmly using the whole of
my fingers. Her knees parted spasmodically and she drew her heels up to
her arse splaying her thighs widely and displaying her and arsehole. I
continued to suck and tease her moving from one to the other until her
nipples were hard and erect. She began to lose control of her breathing
again and her eyes widened. She stopped tossing me off and I knew that she
was getting near the edge and was unable to focus on anything except the
powerful sweep of the unfamiliar emotions possessing her body and piercing
her to the soul. I her tit more strongly using my tongue on her
nipple and buried my fingers up her until I could feel her cervix with
the tips. "Oh God, Oh God!" she squealed in a high pitched wail and came
again in a body-wracking orgasm. She was drenched with sweat and the juice
from her moist wet my hand. She burst into tears again and I slowly
and gently moved my hand from her quivering and rested it on her
belly, wet with the perspiration of her emotion. I removed my lips from
her heaving and gently brushed them against hers, looking into her
wide blue tear-filled eyes. "That's all right, darling" I whispered "just
let it all out" She carried on sobbing for a few moments and then slowly
brought herself under control. I took a scented tissue from the bedside
table and gently mopped her sweaty brow as I again brushed her soft lips
with mine.
"Everything is all right, my sweet" I whispered "just relax". She gave
a deep shuddering sigh and took my hand from her soft stomach clutching it
tightly. "You are so good and gentle with me" she whispered "I have never
felt anything like that before. I realise now that with Alan I never had a
proper climax and he was my only other lover. You have done so much for me
in such a few hours". "I told you, Julia darling, tonight is just the
beginning" I whispered into her ear through her hair now moist with
perspiration. She looked emotionally exhausted and it was beginning to get
rather late. I was unsure how much more she could stand. She was
trembling quietly in my arms. I whispered into her ear "Go and have a nice
shower, darling, you will feel much calmer. Then we can have supper. We
have all night before us". She squeezed my hand and gingerly got up from
the bed on shaking legs. I enjoyed the creases and dimples in her buttocks
as she took off her suspender belt and peeled off her stockings. She went
off to the bathroom and I lowered the lights even more and lay back and
relaxed, pondering my good fortune.
I dozed lightly until I heard her hair-dryer stop and I got up, pulled
on a terry-cloth robe which I loosely belted and laid out the supper.
Julia came out of the bathroom and stood looking shyly at me. She looked
absolutely stunning in a short sheer black silk nightie with a low-cut
scalloped neckline fitted closely to her round plump breasts. It reached
to her hips and was set off by a skimpy pair of which clung to and
emphasised the prominent fleshy lips of her cunt. She had drawn her
longish hair into a ponytail which accentuated the youthful lines of
her sweet face and somehow drew attention to her wide blue eyes. I crossed
to her and kissed her gently, feeling her through the silk and
squeezing her buttock with the other hand. She was now completely relaxed
and trusting allowing me the complete freedom of her body.
I sat her beside me at the low table and began to feed her morsels of
smoked salmon on dry crackers. She had never had caviar of which I had
ordered a silver dish on a mound of crushed ice and I poured her ice cold
vodka to accompany it. We ate very sparingly, feeding each other choice
morsels of the exotic food. Neither of us needed the stimulus of alcohol
after what had happened between us and I wanted her fully aware for the
rest of the evening and night. Still, a little iced vodka with caviar on
thin salted wafers never anyone. We finished with a rather bitter
lemon sorbet to cleanse the palate and Irish coffee which I made in the
small kitchen. I could tell that the sheer unusualness of the occasion and
the unexpectedly exotic nature of the food had begun to simulate her again.
I poured her an iced mineral water with a slice of lemon to cleanse her
mouth and palate after the rich tasty food and the stimulus of the strong
Irish coffee and drew her into my arms. I looked into her eyes. "We have
so many plans to make darling, but not tonight. Let's just go back to
bed".
She smiled up into my eyes as I began to fondle her tit and reached
through the gap in the front of my robe and began to fondle my prick and
balls. "Come on", she whispered excitedly. I stood up and picked her up
in my arms. I stood holding her with my hand squeezing her tit gently
through the silk and I began to give her a deep slow kiss. She returned my
kiss and put her soft arm around my neck. I carried her to the bed and
laid her down gently, slipping off my robe and stretching out beside her.
"You look really sexy in that nightie, darling" I whispered into her ear
through the soft tendrils. "I hoped you would like it" she said
shyly "I bought it this morning especially for you". I could never tire of
playing with her sexy body. I began to kiss her, exploring her lips and
gums with my tongue and she returned my kiss passionately. I moved my hand
to her full and began to feel her again through the silk delighting
in the exotic feel of the fabric under my hand. Her nipple instantly
erected and I slipped my hand down the low-cut bodice and began to fondle
her bare tit, tweaking and occasionally gently twisting the prominent
nipple between thumb and forefinger. She gasped. I moved my other hand on
to her thigh and slipped it under the hem of her nightie until I was gently
brushing her with my knuckles. I noticed immediately that they
were wet. She was very excitable! I slipped my hand up the leg of her
panties and began to feel all around her fleshy cunt, running my fingers
down the groove of her slit, just teasing her clitoris and then sliding
backwards to the rear of her and on to the soft skin of the perineum
between and arsehole. Her breathing quickened against my kiss and she
reached for my semi-erect prick, which soon hardened under her caress, and
began to toss me off with some purpose.
I took my lips from hers and whispered into her ear "If I do anything to
you that you do not like or feel uncomfortable with, please tell me,
darling. I want us to be completely happy with each other". She kissed me
wordlessly, continuing to wank me. I moved my finger, moistened by her
excitement, further back and slipped the tip into the dimple of her arse
hole. She stiffened but just kissed me more firmly and pressed herself
against me, tossing me off, as I very gently finger-fucked her tight
clinging arse.
I took my finger from her arse and my hand from out of her nightie and,
lying on my side, gently moved Julia on to her side so that I could take
her in my arms. She took her hand from my stiff prick and put her arms
around me. I moved both hands down her back until I was clasping her full
fleshy buttocks one in each hand her body close against me so that
my stiff prick was rubbing against her hot through the silk of her
nightie. I began to firmly fondle her arse pulling her on to my prick and
gently rubbing it against her cunt. She began to flush and to breathe more
heavily. I was enjoying myself just holding such a sexy woman in my arms
and playing with her when she whispered urgently against my lips "God Jeff!
I can't stand it any longer. Please fuck me hard".
Without moving more than necessary I slipped her off and, while
still lying on my side facing her and feeling her arse, began to rub the
end of my stiff prick against her moist and willing cunt. She put one leg
over mine so that her thighs were quite widely parted opening the slit of
her cunt. The end of my prick easily slipped between the fleshy outer
lips. She gasped loudly and looked searchingly into my eyes. I kissed her
and, increasing the pressure of my hands on her buttocks, slowly pulled her
towards me sliding the whole length of my prick up her receptive channel in
one smooth movement until I was completely sheathed in her flesh to the
balls. I just lay with her, kissing her gently, with the whole length of
my prick stuck hard up her, not moving. She was panting loudly and, taking
her lips from mine, looked into my eyes, biting her lower lip.
I began to slowly fuck her just using about four inches of my prick
while I looked into her eyes. Knowing what she wanted to hear I started to
whisper to her "You are a really sexy piece, Julia. Your tight hairy
little makes a lovely fuck". She gasped and dug her nails into my
back. I began to fuck her a little harder. "Come on, Julia darling" I
said quietly against her hair "I am going to fuck the arse off you tonight
and every night". Her hips were beginning to move rhythmically with my
thrusts but, lying on her side, she had a limited range. I gently moved
her on to her back without removing my prick from her and began to
ride her harder. I kissed her briefly and then put both hands on her
squeezing and moulding them. She was breathing much harder now and her
hips were moving in time to my long deep thrusts. I felt her beginning to
pant into my mouth as I kissed her and her hips moved rhythmically
thrusting her pubic bone into me and pushing her as deeply on to my
prick as she could. Her thighs went round my back and she clasped me
tightly. I felt her heels pressing into my bum and her nails began to claw
my shoulders. Her breathing became shallower and faster and a blush
started on her neck and spread to her chest. I took my mouth from hers and
she threw her head back and began to gasp loudly. I began to squeeze her
plump firm in time with my thrusts. I knew that she was close to
coming and I began to ride her harder, shagging the arse off her and
squeezing her as they bounced on her bucking body with each thrust.
She began to emit high pitched squeals on each thrust and as I saw the
flush spread over her she suddenly squealed even more loudly and
her body went into spasm as the waves of a powerful orgasm swept her.
Simultaneously I felt the warmth in my balls and my prick hardened further
as I shot a copious load of hot into her willing cunt.
I relaxed on her sexy body while she calmed down and got her breath
back. She moved a little so I slowly withdrew from her and rolled on to my
side keeping one hand on her inner thigh just below her and the other
on her heaving which I continued firmly feeling as I gently massaged
the soft flesh of her thigh. She looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"You are so clever" she whispered "no-one has ever made me feel like that
before". "And you are so beautiful and sexy" I said into her ear "you have
a lovely sexy body with a beautiful arse and sexy tits. I am never going
to tire of fucking your tight little cunt. I will shag the arse off you
every night before we go to sleep and in the mornings when we wake up as
well".
It was a little odd how the more basic the language the more turned on
she became. I was not complaining. I put it down to a reaction against a
conventional upbringing and the repressions of her marriage. I stood her
up and gently removed her sweaty and clinging nightdress. I began to
gently kiss her perspiring face moving quickly down to her breasts. As she
stood shaking against me I put one hand between her thighs which parted at
once and began to finger-fuck her gently, every so often just tickling her
clitoris with the tip of my finger. I began to feel her arse firmly with
the other hand, pulling her on to my exploring fingers as I took her
into my mouth and began to suck hard on her sweaty flesh. She was
trembling like a tuning fork by now and in a very few moments she came
again on my fingers and began to sob. "You have to stop, darling" she
begged "it is too much. I can't take any more just now". I released her,
kissing her gently and led her to the shower.
We showered together and I washed every inch of her, kissing each part
as I washed it. I carefully washed her hair and while she dried it I
finished my shower. When I came out she had put on another sexy
nightdress, this time a sheer white full length affair with a long slit up
the side to her waist. She was sitting combing her hair and I could see
the whole length of her sexy leg up to her hip through the slit. In the
mirror I smiled into her eyes and let her see me admiring her breasts,
straining against the thin silk, the prominent nipples and pink areolae
clearly visible below the delicate low-cut lace neckline. "You look
stunningly beautiful, darling" I said simply. She smiled brilliantly at me
in the mirror. I drew on a clean white terry-cloth robe and sat watching
her at the dressing-table, marvelling at my good fortune.. This was
certainly a trip to remember.
She came and sat beside me and I reached for her hand. We just sat in
silence for a while. I was thinking of the future while Julia was,
perhaps, saying good-bye to her past. I glanced at the clock. "It is very
late, darling and you are very tired. Would you like anything before we go
to sleep?". She seemed unable to decide so, leaving her to relax for a
moment, I went through to the adjacent sitting room and called room-service
ordering thin rare roast beef sandwiches with a pot of tea. That would
nourish her and not keep her awake, although depending on how I slept, she
may need some energy in the night! I also called the house-keeping
department and had the bed re-made with clean fresh sheets and ordered a
single orchid to be placed on her pillow. Going back into the bedroom, I
gently pulled Julia to her feet and led her through to the sitting room
where I settled her on a comfortable chaise-longue while we waited for our
late supper.
After supper, as her eyes were beginning to droop and she was clearly
too tired to talk I took her hand gently and led her to bed. She looked
wonderingly at the fresh bed and picked up her orchid, smiling up into my
eyes. "Thank you so much, you perfect, perfect man" she whispered. I
settled her in bed and sat beside her as I watched her fall asleep, holding
her hand. She struggled to stay awake and I delighted in watching her
slowly lose the battle as her breathing become deep and regular. As the
room was warm she was covered only by a thin sheet which did little to hide
the contours of her sexy body. I felt myself becoming erect again as I
watched her for a long time and thought about the future. I had already
decided what I wanted to do. I had decided within five minutes of meeting
her, all that remained now was to sell the future to Julia. I released her
hand and gently kissed her cheek before lowering the lights.
I went through to the sitting-room, plugged in my lap-top and checked
the news release I had prepared earlier announcing the take-over. I had
already forbidden any leak from the board whose company I had acquired but
I now released the information to the international wire services so that
it would hit the headlines of the financial papers in the morning. I
attended to my e-mail from my other concerns and checked an important
contract which required immediate attention. These routine details out of
the way, I planned the next two days. By the weekend I hoped to have
persuaded Julia to live the future I had mapped out. I felt that she would
not need much persuading. Although not submissive, she was clearly
emotionally starved and worn out from a hopeless marriage. At present she
appeared ready to allow me to make the decisions and that was fine by me.
Before going to bed I called Reception and arranged the hire and delivery
to the hotel of a powerful sports car for our use for the next few days. I
put off the lights and went into the dimly-lit bedroom. I could hear
Julia's gentle breathing as I gently slipped under the sheet into bed
beside her. I did not touch her and rapidly fell asleep.
When I awoke it was beginning to get light. Julia was still sound
asleep and I realised that apart from the emotional tensions of the
previous evening she had been physically exhausted by my attentions. She
was lying on her side with her back to me. I moved to her, fitting my body
against hers so that my stiff prick was pressed into the cleft of her full
buttocks through the thin silk of her nightdress. I lay for a while
enjoying the closeness and the sensuous feelings of her soft arse against
my prick. I gently put my hand round her on to the soft flesh of her inner
thigh through the slit in her sheer nightdress and slowly slid it up to her
cunt. She sighed in her sleep and rolled half on to her back, parting her
thighs and giving me better access to her charms.
I gently felt her and then while kissing her neck through her soft
silky hair I slipped a finger between the fleshy outer lips and began to
slowly work her up. She gasped and her breathing began to quicken. She
awoke and put her soft hand over mine, pressing it deeper into her cunt.
She turned to me and smiled in the darkness "Hello you" she breathed.
"Good morning, pretty Julia" I whispered into her ear, beginning to feel
her more thoroughly and starting a gentle finger-fuck with two fingers. "I
want you" she gasped, rolling on to her back, parting her thighs and
pulling her night-dress aside. I moved between hr thighs and slipped my
prick straight up her. She seemed always to be ready for me! Without
hesitating I began to fuck her slowly and deeply, gently kissing her from
time to time, my hands squeezing and moulding the flesh of her firm
through the delicate silk of her nightdress. She lay with her thighs
parted passively accepting a gentle morning fuck. The internal muscles of
her squeezed and massaged my prick and I made no effort to prolong
things as I did not want to exhaust her, I just wanted her to enjoy it. I
felt my approaching and I began to give her a deep kiss and
squeezed the flesh of her breasts. She gave a deep gasp into my mouth as I
came up her. She came more gently than last night but her deep shudder,
excited breathing and trembling body told me how deeply it had affected
her. I withdrew my lips from hers and smiled into her eyes. "That's a
lovely way to start the day darling". She squeezed my softening prick with
her internal muscles and I slowly withdrew.
I heard the rattle of the trays as the maid left the early morning
coffee in the sitting room next door as I had ordered. I kissed Julia
gently and went to fetch her coffee. As I came back into the bedroom I
just stood and gazed at her. She had propped herself up in the pillows and
the silk sheet was at the level of her waist. Her soft hair fell in
glorious waves to her bare shoulders and her splendid were clearly
outlined as they stretched the thin silk bodice of her nightdress the low
neckline of which allowed a deep cleavage. She was lit by the sitting room
light shining through into the bedroom as though in a spot-light. She
looked absolutely amazing. I stood, holding the coffee, and just looked at
her. "You are so beautiful, Julia" I said "you are absolutely gorgeous". I
put the coffee beside her on the bedside table and handed her a single
rose. She kissed it, smiled up at me and kissed my hand. I got my own
coffee and lay beside my lovely companion on the bed.
We drank our coffee and slowly became fully awake. I left Julia to her
thoughts, she certainly had had a lot to think about in the last eighteen
hours. With a deep sigh she put her cup down and turned to me. "What are
we going to do, Jeff" she asked. I knew that she meant about the future so
I said "Don't worry Julia darling, I have plans for the next couple of days
and during that time we can talk about the future. Don't be afraid, I will
always look after you". She smiled shyly "What are we going to do now
then?" she asked, reaching for my prick and, gently fondling my balls she
began to wank me. I just laughed and gently moved her hand keeping hold of
it. "Come on sexy, there is plenty to do today. Go and have your shower
while I attend to my mail. When you are through, I will shower quickly and
we can go to breakfast. Then we can talk about the day". She giggled and
got out of bed. I reached over and smacked her bottom gently. She gasped,
flushed and giggled again. "Interesting!" I thought. I enjoyed the
exceptionally enticing view of her undulating arse under her nightdress as
she went to the bathroom then when I heard the shower start I went to the
sitting room and quickly attended to the urgent overnight mail. I checked
the share price and was pleased to see that, following the announcement of
my new acquisition it had risen both in the City and on Wall Street.
Julia came out of the bedroom dressed in sheer dark supported
by a pale yellow suspender belt, matching silk and a half cup bra.
I never tired of looking at her body even more alluring, if possible, in
sexy underwear, than naked. I went to her, took her in my arms and kissed
her gently, one hand in her soft hair and the other gently caressing her
bottom. "Just put on a summer dress darling" I said "it is going to be a
hot day and we have some shopping to do this morning". She pressed herself
wordlessly against me and went back into the bedroom. I had my shower,
shaved and dressed smart but casual. When I rejoined Julia I was, as
always, stunned by her appearance. She was wearing a low-cut yellow silk
dress tightly fitted to her bosom and displaying a modest cleavage. I
could see as she crossed her legs that she was wearing a lacy slip under
her dress. I took her hand and raised her to her feet. I kissed her hand
and gently kissed her lips not disturbing her light make-up. You look
absolutely lovely, Julia darling" I said "lets go down to breakfast".
Over a light breakfast I began to tell her of the plans for the next two
days. After breakfast I planned to take her to Harrod's to equip her with
some outdoor wear and then after lunch to drive us to North Wales where I
had a cottage. If the weather was fine tomorrow we would spend a day
walking in the mountains and return to London either in the evening or the
following morning. I said nothing to her about the weekend but she knew
that I would be leaving the country then. I could feel that she was
putting all her trust in my judgement and she was delighted with the plans
for the next couple of days leaving the question of the future to me. That
was just fine by me!
We took our time over breakfast and I saw the maitre d'hotel's
unobtrusive signal. "Our taxi is here darling" I said "it is going to be
very warm. You wont need a coat". As we passed through the lobby the
maitre d'hotel said discreetly to me. "Your car has arrived, Sir, I have
had it parked in the hotel car park. When you need it I'll immediately
have it brought round". I thanked him and slipped a folded note into his
hand. He bowed and withdrew.
We spent the morning shopping and easily found everything that she would
need. I had brought my own walking clothes with me as, even before meeting
Julia, I had planned to spend a day at the cottage while I was here. We
had morning coffee on the terrace in Harrod's and finished our shopping,
returning to the hotel in time for lunch. Before lunch we went to our
suite and packed for the trip. I helped Julia select appropriate clothes
for North Wales making sure that she had enough warm gear although I had
arranged that the people who looked after the cottage would have laid in
the food that they knew I liked and would have a fire going so that the
place thoroughly warmed up for our arrival.
I gave a little thought to Julia's dress for the journey. I did not
really want her to change as she looked so cool, sexy and beautiful in her
thin dress and sheer but I did want her to be comfortable. I was
getting to know her better now and my intuition told me that she was a very
feminine woman who was much more at home in a sexy revealing dress than in
trousers. I decided to leave it. She had enough sense to know if she
needed to change when she saw the car. I packed a single case with all
that we should need for the trip and Julia packed a few things of her own
in a small hold-all.
We went down to the conservatory and had a light lunch. I poured her a
glass of cold Chablis but as I was driving I had a mineral water only. We
lingered over lunch just chatting as I looked appreciatively at her and
gently rubbed my knee against hers under the table. I looked at my watch
and, seeing that it was just before two o'clock, decided that it was time
to move. Even with the car I had ordered it would be about a five hour
journey and I did not want to leave much later. I motioned to the maitre
d'hotel and he had the car brought to the front of the hotel. I had
already had the luggage put in the car. On the way through the lobby I
steered Julia into a very high class dress shop in the luxury hotel and
bought a pale yellow shawl to match her dress that would keep her bare
shoulders warm during the drive.
Julia gasped out loud when she saw the car. It was a black Lamborghini
with black tinted windows. To keep it cool I had had the soft top put on.
"What a beautiful, beautiful car" she said breathlessly. I opened her door
and assisted her into the low seat, making sure that she was comfortable.
Her soft dress rode halfway up her thighs as she settled displaying
tantalising glimpses of her lacy slip. She smiled at me making no attempt
to pull her dress down as I got in beside her. Instead she stretched out
luxuriously in the comfortable deep seat and her dress rose even higher up
her thighs. I put one hand on the inside of her soft thigh under the hem
of her dress at about the level of her top and caressed her as I
kissed her lips gently. She began to breathe more heavily. She was
incredibly easy to arouse but this was not the right time. I removed my
hand, put her shawl around her shoulders and helped her into her seat belt.
I buckled myself in and started the powerful engine.
The journey passed in a flash and it seemed only moments before the
brooding Welsh mountain scenery was all around us. The cottage was the
farmhouse 'Pentre' in the Nant Ffrancon Pass surrounded on all sides by
mountains with the massive bulk of Tryfan at the head of the pass and the
foot of the pass opening to the west and the sea. As I parked the car we
could see straight down the pass to the sea where the sun was beginning to
set in a rosy glow under low sea cloud. We just sat for a moment watching
the sun set then I reached over and unbuckled Julia's seat belt taking the
opportunity to thoroughly feel her through her thin dress as,
tilting her chin towards me with the other hand, I kissed her gently. As
the cottage had been warming up for a week a wave of warmth hit us as I
opened the door. I showed Julia in and brought in the luggage from the car
taking it straight up to the bedroom. She followed me up and looked around
with delight. I had not modified the building much but I had installed a
large bed and concealed lighting. There was a small but comfortable
bathroom and shower en suite. I led her back downstairs. I had had most
of the wall separating the kitchen and the large living room taken down so
that there was a feeling of space and yet of intimacy. At one end of the
living room was a large open log fire now well ablaze with comfortable arm
chairs and a large settee in front of it. The other end was taken up with
the kitchen area where there was a large Welsh cooking range in which a
fire had been lit and was ready to use.
Julia was like an excited teenager exploring the cottage and I just
let her enjoy herself as I stretched out by the fire easing the stress of
the drive from my muscles. When I heard her coming downstairs after
freshening up I opened a bottle of champagne which I had had in an ice
bucket and poured us each a glass. She came and sat beside me on the large
old settee looking into the fire. "It's just all so perfect, Jeff" she
whispered. I put my arm round her and drew her close "You are perfect, my
darling" I said into her ear. We sat in silence relaxing and looking into
the fire. I sensed that she was sorting things out in her head and needed
time with her thoughts. "You stay there and enjoy your drink, sweetheart"
I said "while I see about dinner". I flame-grilled a couple of steaks on
the modified stove and made a tempting crisp green salad. I set two places
at the dining table and opened a bottle of the best Burgundy that I
had. I bent and kissed her and, taking her hand, gently pulled her to her
feet and led her to the table. She squeezed my hand and sat down. I
poured her wine and just watched her as she began to eat. "Gosh, I'm
hungry" she said. We had not eaten since a light lunch hors earlier and
had had a long drive without any stops so it was not really surprising. I
was learning more and more about my pretty companion and everything that I
discovered delighted me. I was pleased to see that she ate with appetite
and was not one of those women who pick at their food in a battle against
weight. I noted that she had finished her wine so I poured her a second
glass. "Thank you, darling" she smiled "it's lovely wine. You are so
clever to be such a good cook". We both knew that the dinner had been easy
to prepare and that she was playing. Her eyes were beginning to sparkle as
the strong wine took hold. When we had finished I cleared the plates
and for sweet we had small bitter Moroccan ice-creams made from yoghurt.
Two glasses of rich Burgundy were certainly enough so her so after dinner
we sat on the settee by the fire and went back to the champagne.
I thought that it was time that we began to talk about the future so I
put my arm around her and pulled Julia towards me so that her soft head was
leaning on my shoulder and my hand resting gently on her waist. I already
knew how easy it was to arouse her and I wanted her calm enough to listen
to what I had to say. This, I felt, was to be my most important
presentation of the week.
"Julia darling, we both know that your marriage is over so we have to
decide what you do with the rest of your life. I want you to listen to me
and not interrupt until I have finished telling you what I have in mind.
Can you do that?". She nodded wordlessly.
"OK then. You know virtually nothing about me. I have never been
married and I have no attachments. I am in no relationships and no-one has
any call on me. I live on the West Coast in a large house looked after by
enough people to guarantee my comfort and security. As you know I came to
London to talk to your board but what you don't know is that I have bought
the company". She gasped and looked wide-eyed at me. "I am the head of an
international group of banking agencies and I needed a London bank. The
one that you work for is ideal for my purposes. Now, about your future, I
believe that you know that you would feel happier and more secure if you
began divorce proceeding as soon as possible, since your marriage is over,
and you need your freedom to plan what you want out of life. I have a
large legal team who will arrange all the details. You will not have to
worry about a thing". I looked into her blue eyes and continued "There is
nothing for you in London at present. I want you to come to the States
with me at the weekend. You can take as long as you need to decide and we
can get to know one another properly as I would like you to live with me.
When and if you are certain I should be honoured if you would become my
wife".
Her eyes widened further and she gave an emotional sob. She took my
hand and pressed it hard into her soft breast. "Oh God, Jeff" she said
breathlessly "do you really mean it?". "I have never been more serious
about anything darling" I said quietly "all I know is that I love you too
much to ever live without you". She did not hesitate. Pressing my hand to
her she said "Please arrange things so that I can be divorced from
Alan. I could not bear to ever be parted from you. I have been so worried
about your going away this weekend. Can we be together until I am sure and
then I will give you ananswer?". I gently kissed her soft lips. "Pretty
Julia, we will never be apart again or not, I promise, my darling"
I whispered into her ear. She burst into emotional tears of happiness and,
turning to me, pressed herself into my arms moulding her sexy body against
me. I gently wiped her tears and put my lips to hers giving her a kiss
which though light at first slowly deepened until her mouth opened under
mine and, on her tongue I gently explored her soft sweet mouth. A
lifetime passed during the kiss and when finally I took my lips from hers
she was gasping and her were heaving against my chest. I whispered
"You are mine for ever, darling". I gently released her and poured us some
champagne. To us, darling" I toasted. She raised her glass still quietly
weeping from a mixture of happiness and relief. We finished the champagne
as she regained her composure. I stood up and took her hand. "Let's go to
bed" I said simply. She got up and kissed me gently. I was holding her
lightly with one hand on her waist and the other gently on her arse when I
felt the sexy little piece slide her hand between my legs on to my prick
which she gently felt through my trousers. "I'm ready if you are" she
said, her eyes twinkling in the soft light. I laughed, turned her round
and gently slapped her on the arse as she made her way up the stairs.
As we entered the bedroom I moved close behind Julia, pressing my erect
prick against the cleft of her arse through our clothes. I unzipped her
dress and slid it down over her hips so that she could step out of it and,
putting both arms round her under her armpits I began to feel her full
through the thin silk of her bra. I never seemed to get tired of playing
with her sexy body. She pressed her arse back onto my stiff prick as I
felt her. I gently kissed her neck. We stood for a moment pressed against
one another as I began to tease her erect nipples through the thin silk.
She gasped and I stepped back a little, releasing her momentarily as I
unsnapped her bra and drew her silky half-slip down over her hips. I
slipped rapidly out of my clothes as she stepped out of the slip and
dropped her bra. She was now attired in just a pale yellow suspender belt
supporting sheer dark and a pair of tiny matching pulled
up into her cunt. I put my hands round on to her plump and began to
feel her again as I rubbed my stiff prick against her virtually naked arse.
I looked with pleasure at her erotic reflection in the big mirror on the
wardrobe door. She was an amazingly openly sexy woman.
I saw her looking at our reflection and her eyes met mine in the mirror.
I let her see me slide one hand from her tit down across the slight swell
of her stomach to her mound where for a moment I gently played with her
pubic hair. She gasped but kept her eyes on mine as I slid my hand between
her thighs and began to feel her through the silken which
rapidly became moist under my fingers. She parted her thighs and her
breathing quickened. I released her and gently slipped her wet
down her legs. "Lie on the bed, darling" I whispered. She lay on her back
propped up against the pillows with her thighs slightly parted. I sat
between her legs and put my hands gently on her silk-sheathed ankles
sliding her feet up the bed so that her heels were against her arse. Her
thighs parted and with one hand on the inside of her soft thigh I pressed
gently so that they were more widely splayed displaying the pink slit of
her excited cunt. I kissed the inside of her thigh above her
inhaling the excited woman smell. I looked into her wide eyes as I moved
my mouth to her and began to explore the fleshy lips with my lips and
tongue, gently tugging her pubic curls with my teeth before moving
back to her cunt. I ran my tongue along the whole length of her from
her perineal fold at the back to the junction of the lips at the front..
She gasped loudly and put her hand on my head pressing my mouth more firmly
against her cleft.
I began to thoroughly kiss and explore her excited with my lips and
tongue. I found it easy to pass the outer lips as her excitement and the
position of her thighs had caused them to part. I slipped my tongue
between them and began to massage the delicate inner lips moving from back
to front until I felt the bud of her clitoris on my tongue. When I reached
her pleasure bud she gave a deep groan and her heels pressed more firmly
into the bed. Her body tensed and she wound her fingers in my hair
pressing my face even more firmly into her sex. I alternated between
pushing my tongue as far up her as I could, tongue-fucking her, and
pausing to suck and tease her clitoris. Her heels began to drum against
the bed and she began to emit squeals in time with my thrusting tongue.
Gauging her condition, I paused slightly and began to suck and tease her
clitoris without giving her any rest. She gave a loud squeal, clamping her
thighs around my head and holding my mouth firmly against her with my
tongue up her as she came in a shattering orgasm. I just stayed as I
was until her shivering body calmed down and her thighs relaxed. I took my
mouth from her and looked into her startled wide tear-filled eyes.
"Oh God!" she gasped when she could speak. "I didn't know that it could be
like that. No-one has ever done that to me before". "Did you like it,
precious?" I asked. "My God!" she said breathlessly "it was the most
heavenly feeling! Thank you so much".
I moved up the bed, took her in my arms, gently parted her thighs again
and slowly slid my stiff prick up her. Without saying anything I rolled on
to my side, pulled her even more closely to me and buried my lips in her
soft hair as I began to slowly fuck her. As she had just had an orgasm she
was incredibly relaxed and we just moved gently together in our own world.
I felt her internal muscles beginning to squeeze my prick and I knew that
she was beginning to become aroused again so I began to fuck her a little
harder. I put my arms around her and began to mould the soft cheeks of her
arse, pulling her on to my prick. We were now shagging quite hard and her
breathing was becoming ragged again. I rolled her gently but firmly on to
her back and began to ride her harder shagging the arse off her again. I
squeezed the firm flesh of her harder as they bounced on her bucking
body with each thrust. She began to emit high pitched squeals in time with
each thrust and as I saw the tell-tale flush spread again over her breasts.
She tensed and suddenly screamed loudly as her body went into spasm as the
waves of another powerful orgasm swept through her. Simultaneously I felt
the warmth in my balls and my prick hardened further as I came again into
her willing cunt. I lay relaxed and sweating on her exhausted body then
rolled off her to let her recover. She felt for my hand and squeezed it.
"Thank you, you beautiful man" she whispered gratefully. When we had
calmed down I squeezed her hand.
"It's getting late, darling and you are tired. Go and have your shower
and I will make us some tea. She smiled at me, took off her suspender belt
and and went to the bathroom. I re-made the bed with fresh clean
linen and went downstairs to prepare a pot of tea and a light supper. By
the time I was back she had dried her hair and was sitting at the
dressing-table looking amazingly sexy in a virtually transparent toga-style
short nightie with a slit virtually to the armpit, just belted with a
flimsy tie. She was not wearing panties. She went and laid propped up on
the bed while the tea brewed and waited as I had my shower. I came into
the bedroom naked and stretched out beside my lovely companion.
As we lay and relaxed she suddenly said "You did mean all that you said
downstairs didn't you? I couldn't bear it if you let me down". I propped
myself up on my elbow and looked into her eyes. "I meant every word
darling" I said "I could never let you go. I want to be with you always,
day and night". She sighed happily and began to drink her tea and to eat
the small sandwich that I had made her. "What are we going to do
tomorrow?" she asked me. "I am going to take you to the most beautiful
valley in Wales and we will have a nice long walk and get plenty of fresh
air. Then either tomorrow night or early the following morning we have to
get back to London".
I could see her eyes beginning to become heavy after the exertions of
the evening. I kissed her gently and lowered the light and as last night,
I held her hand and watched her drift off to sleep. I settled down myself
and fell asleep quickly. I awoke some time in the middle of the night. I
knew from the light that it was a long time till morning. I did not want
to tire Julia as I wanted to take her walking that day but I had a raging
hard-on. She was lying with her back to me so I slowly moved against her
and parted her thighs giving me access to her which I moistened gently
with my pre-cum and then very slowly slid my prick up her soft yielding
hole. She sighed softly in her sleep and I very gently began to fuck her.
It became a game to see if I could come in her without waking her. I was
very gentle and her breathing remained deep and steady but interestingly
enough, the muscles of her reflexly squeezed my hard prick
deliciously. It was tantalising not to be able to feel her lovely
while I was fucking her but that would certainly have woken her up. The
squeezing motion of her lively and receptive worked it's magic and I
came up her without disturbing her sleep. I slowly withdrew from her and
went back to sleep. It might almost have been a dream.
I awoke the next morning to the feel of soft hair against my cheek and
to the rich smell of coffee. My beautiful bedmate was bending over and
kissing me awake while the fresh coffee that she had prepared was ready for
me on the bedside table. She looked gorgeous. She was still dressed in
her sexy nightie and her golden hair fell in rough tousled waves over her
bare shoulders. I kissed her back and pulled her down so that she was
sitting beside me on the bed. I kissed her nipple through her nightie and
asked mischievously sliding the tip of my finger into her "Did you
have any nice dreams last night then?" She looked at me and down at my
finger in her and gasped "You didn't! While I was asleep!!! You wicked,
wicked man!!" I laughed and drew her down onto me and gave her a proper
good morning kiss. I gave her arse a quick feel and a slap and again she
wriggled deliciously as I slapped her bottom. "We are going out today,
darling. Go and have your shower and dress in warm trousers and a nice
thick sweater. I'll make breakfast and then I'll get ready". She
obediently went off to the bathroom while I went downstairs and prepared
porridge and a fried breakfast for us which I put in the oven. Julia came
down in a pair of dark warm slacks tucked into climbing socks and
carrying a sweater. Her strained against a thin tee-shirt
through which I could see the lacy cups of her bra. Her hair was
tied back in a pony-tail. She looked like a teen-ager! She was just too
tempting. How was I ever going to keep my hands off her? I walked to her
and kissed her. "The breakfast is in the oven, I'll be down in five
minutes". I spun her round so that her back was to me and I reached round
and began to feel her through the thin tee-shirt and bra. "If you
don't want me to touch you up every time I come near you you shouldn't look
so sexy!. It's your own fault really!!". She put her hands over mine and
pressed them into her soft bosom while simultaneously pushing her plump
arse back against my prick. "Don't ever stop feeling me" she begged. I
laughed and went upstairs.
When I had showered and shaved, I dressed for a day on the mountains and
came back down to the living room. After breakfast we finished dressing
and I put a small rucksack into the car. We drove the two miles up the
pass to Ogwen Cottage where climbers were already gathering for the day. I
parked the car and led Julia through the fissure in the cliff by the
cottage, over the stile and along the rough track leading into Cwm Idwal.
After two miles we reached the cwm. She just stood entranced by the quiet
beauty of the lake surrounded by cliffs leading up to the great gash of the
Devil's Kitchen at the head of the cwm. I knew that she would not be fit
enough to tackle the Devil's Kitchen so I had an easier walk in mind. I
turned along the track at the east end of the lake and headed south with
the great bulk of Tryfan on our left and the shattered cliffs of the north
face of Glyder Fach on the right and headed up the steep path by the small
stream running out of Llyn Bochlwyd five hundred feet above. Going at
Julia's pace and allowing plenty of rests it took an hour and a half or so
to reach the lip of the cwm. We could now look back down into Cwm Idwal
and get a different perspective on the sheer beauty of the place.
After sitting and having a drink for half an hour Julia was ready to go
on. I led her along the path, flat at first but gradually becoming
steeper, beside Llyn Bochlwyd. Looking ahead we could see the path begin
to rise steeply to a pass on the horizon. This was our next objective,
Bwlch y Ddwy Glyder - the Pass of the Two Glyders. Going at Julia's pace
it took two hours to reach the pass and she was relieved that this was the
highest we were going today. On the left the tack led up to the sharp
rocky west ridge of Tryfan while on the right the path was by the marshy
Llyn y Caseg Fraith, the Lake of the Dappled Goats, up to the summit ridge
of the Glyder range - maybe on another day we would do that. It was now
about two o'clock so we sat against a dry stone wall after crossing the
stile marking the head of the pass and had our lunch. We rested for an
hour until Julia felt ready to go on and I led her down the gentle slopes
of Nant Yr Ogof, The Valley of the Cave, towards the road and our car. It
took a couple of hours negotiating the marshy spots in the valley and
investigating the eponymous cave before the ground flattened out and we
came to the stile leading to the paved road. We were a couple of miles
south of Ogwen Cottage. A gentle walk of about fourty minutes beside the
sparkling Ogwen Lake brought us back to the car. It was now about four
o'clock in the afternoon and there were still about two hours of daylight
left. Julia had had enough walking so I occupied her by giving her a quick
drive around the mountain roads so that she could enjoy the fading light on
the rocks and peaks. We stopped for a quick drink at Pen y Gwrdd, the
famous climbers hotel at the head of the Pass of Llanberis overlooked by
the cliffs of Crib Goch, sweeping up to Snowdon and then I drove us back to
the cottage arriving as the sun set.
We entered the warm cottage. The people that look after it for me had
re-made the fires in the grate and in the stove, cleaned up and made the
bed with clean fresh linen. On my instructions there were now roses in
living room and bedroom and the faint scent of the blooms filled the air.
Julia collapsed on the settee by the fire. She was not used to mountain
walking and she was clearly fatigued. "Tea, or a drink, darling?" I asked
her. She didn't hesitate. "I'd love some tea". I put the kettle on and
sat beside her holding her hand as we looked into the fire. "It's been
such a lovely day" she said quietly, squeezing my fingers. "I wanted you
to see where I spent my childhood" I answered. We had our tea and I gently
pulled her up by the hand. "Let's go and shower and change before I make
dinner" I suggested. I allowed her to precede me to the bedroom where I
stripped off my sweater and tee-shirt, then my trousers leaving me only in
a pair of boxers. I watched Julia take off her sweater and strip off her
slacks. She was now just dressed in her thin tee-shirt over a sheer bra
and a pair of very skimpy black panties. Well it was just too much!!!
I took her in my arms and kissed her then eased the tee-shirt over her
head. I unsnapped her bra and slipped off my boxers, giving her a
quick feel as I did. She was moist, not altogether to my surprise. I
pulled her off and laid her on her back on the bed, her thighs
automatically parting. I was straight up her in one movement and I began
to shag her hard gripping her tightly and looking into her wide eyes.
She was so ready after a day with no sex that she began to pant almost
immediately. She dug her nails into my shoulders and clasped me round the
waist with her plump thighs. I rapidly rode her to another squealing
orgasm and collapsed on her sweaty body panting. I rolled off her as I was
too heavy to stay for long and held her hand as we recovered. "That's what
you get for being so sexy" I murmured. She giggled. "It was just
lovely!".
We went and showered together after which I slipped on a pair of boxers
and a tee-shirt and went down to see about the dinner leaving Julia to dry
her hair and get ready. I grilled two salmon steaks, made a green salad
and opened a bottle of the best Chablis which I had kept on ice. I was
interested to see how Julia would dress for the evening. She came down in
a very low-cut white silk blouse clearly defining the lace of a delicate
bra underneath. She was wearing a very short pleated skirt about six
inches above the knee and a pair of skimpy black which were evident
at each step as her short skirt flicked up as she came down the stairs.
For a change, her legs were bare. She had left her soft hair loose in
blonde waves over her bare shoulders.
I took her in my arms and kissed her gently, leading her to the table
where I settled her in her chair. "You look absolutely stunning darling" I
whispered as I kissed her ear through her soft hair. She took my hand and
smiled up at me as she pressed it to her breast. I gave her a quick feel
and another kiss and then released her while I served the dinner. I poured
her wine and she ate avidly, clearly very hungry after a day in the open
air. As last night, two glasses of wine seemed enough and I did not want
to make her drunk or too tired which was why I had kept the food and drink
very light but tasty and nutritious. We had a light bitter lemon sorbet to
finish and I put on some strong coffee and opened another bottle of
champagne. Julia left the table and went and sat on the settee looking
into the fire. I made Irish coffee and brought her a glass together with a
glass of champagne. She smiled up at me and squeezed my hand.
I had one more surprise for her. "I'd like you to read this" I said,
handing her a press release. It was addressed to my personnel director
with a copy to the wire services announcing Julia's appointment as
Executive Vice President of my group of companies responsible for market
intelligence and overseas development. She read it twice, unable to take
it in and looked at me in shock. "I couldn't" she gasped "do you really
mean it?". I looked into her wide, startled eyes. "You certainly could
and of course I mean it. Listen to me, Julia. You are employed in a
position at present which is way below your potential. You have an honours
degree in economics. For the first six months you will be working closely
with me learning the nuts and bolts of running my business. I don't think
you will need it but if you do I will arrange for you to go to Harvard to
do an MBA. After six months I am confident that you will be capable of
running your part of my organisation independently making decisions without
supervision. Incidentally you will have a starting salary of $300,000 a
year and a full package of stock options which will make you financially
independent for the rest of your life. We can't do it from here as I
deliberately left my lap-top in London but the first thing we do when we
get back will be to issue that press release". She began to sob quietly
clutching my hand and I realised that it was more with relief than
anything. I knew that she needed time for all this to sink in so I poured
her more champagne and put a Mozart string quartet on the stereo. The hot
fire, champagne and the gentle strains of early Mozart worked their magic
and she began to relax.
We just relaxed together contented in the subdued light of the fire
drinking Irish coffee and champagne and eating rich dark chocolate. Julia
seemed to realise that there was no need for her to show me any gratitude.
She understood that we were now life partners and that it was natural for
me to want to share everything I had with her. I just needed to give her
time to get used to things and to the possibilities of her new life. So
much had happened to her and for her in a few short days. A couple of
hours passed in companionable silence and as the music came to an end I
kissed Julia's cheek and took her hand. "Come on, darling" I said "it's
late. Time for bed. We have to get back to London tomorrow morning and we
are flying out on Concorde in the afternoon".
In the bedroom I slipped off my clothes and gently undressed Julia. I
knew that she was tired and that she would feel much more alive after some
sleep so I kissed her gently and we lay down together. I made no attempt
to arouse her but just lay with her naked in my arms kissing her soft lips
from time to time very gently. She began to become drowsy and I watched
her fall asleep in my embrace. I gently disentangled myself without waking
her and composed myself for sleep. It had been an exciting, interesting
and very satisfactory day!
When I awoke it was still dark and, checking my watch, I saw that it was
still two hours until dawn. Julia had had a good sleep and I was feeling
ready for some more fun. She was lying on her back so I put my hand
between her thighs and began a slow finger-fuck. She gasped and woke to
find my fingers playing in her which was already moist. She turned to
me and raised her lips to mine. We began a long slow sexy kiss as I
continued to feel her and she began to toss off my stiff prick with her
soft hand. She looked into my eyes, took her lips from mine and buried her
face in my neck. I felt her soft breath on my neck as she whispered shyly
"Can I suck you? I've never done that to anyone but I want to do it for
you". I just smiled into her eyes, put my hand in her hair and
gently moved her head towards my prick.
I felt her cool breath on my prick and balls and then the gentle touch
of her lips as she nervously kissed the shaft moving slowly up to the
tip. The tip of my stiff prick was enveloped in Julia's soft mouth and I
looked down at the sweet rosebud of her lips stretched around the shaft.
She ran her tongue around the bottom rim of my knobhead very delicately and
began a slow rhythmical sucking, my prick deep into mouth and
combining it with a gentle wank. It felt really great and I looked down at
the exotic with her hair tumbling in soft waves over her shoulders.
Although it was the first time she had done it she had the idea very
quickly and I lay back with my arms behind my head enjoying myself while my
pretty companion me off more expertly as she became more used to the
situation. Her soft mouth was too exciting for me to last long and I felt
the familiar warmth building up in my balls. I did not want to frighten
her by coming into her mouth without warning, time for that when she was
more experienced. I tugged her hair gently and she looked up at me, her
sweet lips stretched around my knob just below the head. I motioned to her
and she reluctantly released my prick and came up into my arms. I kissed
her, putting on hand behind her between the cleft of her arse and slipping
the end of my finger straight up her arse. "That was lovely, darling" I
said "thank you!". I began to kiss her deeply as I finger-fucked her arse
gently. She took her lips from mine and buried her head in my chest. I
pushed my invading finger a little further up her clinging arse. "That
feels so naughty but it is really lovely" she whispered shyly. I just let
her relax while I finger-fucked her arse and felt her plump bottom.
While I was playing with her bottom and relaxing I began to think back
over some incidents from the last couple of days. I remembered how she had
squirmed and giggled when I slapped her bottom. "Time to try this out" I
thought. I took my hand from her bottom and raised her head so that she
was looking into my eyes. "Julia" I said "you have been a naughty
letting me put my finger up your bottom and you know what happens to
naughty girls? They get spanked!". Her wide eyes looked into mine but she
could see that I was playing and pretended to protest. "Please don't" she
whispered "I'll do anything!". "Too late!" I said, sitting on the side of
the bed and putting her unresisting body across my lap. I did not want to
hurt her but as we were acting out one of her fantasies I wanted to make it
real for her. I began to spank her bare arse fairly hard and it reddened
beautifully under my hand. Julia squirmed on my lap and began to squeal in
time with my slaps wriggling her hairy little against my stiff prick.
She suddenly came with a loud squeal and I stopped spanking her and let her
relax. I let her up from my lap and watched as she went to the mirror and
looked over her shoulder at her reddened bottom. "You're awful" she said,
looking into my eyes "I have always wanted to be spanked by a real man.
How is it that you know all my secrets?". She came back to the bed and
stretched out beside me.
To allow her time to recover I kissed her gently and went downstairs and
made us some tea. When we had finished I drew her into my arms and began
to kiss her as I felt her wet cunt. She never needed much arousing. I
turned her so that her back was against me and I gently parted her thighs
giving me access to her and arse. I kissed her neck enjoying the
softness of her hair and began to feel her tits, teasing and pulling on the
nipples while I moved a little forward so that the tip of my prick passed
between the outer lips of her cunt. She gave a deep gasp and moved her
arse abruptly back against me impaling herself on my stiff prick. I began
to slowly fuck her and the combination of my prick shoved hard up her and
my hands torturing her nipples quickly brought her to another squealing
orgasm. This time it was too much for me and grasping her plump
tightly as I pulled her closely to me I shot a load of into her womb.
I lay holding her tightly my softening prick still up her as her
breathing quietened. I lay absolutely still, my hands gently cupping her
sweet as her breathing deepened and she passed into sleep. I slowly
withdrew without waking her and slept myself for another hour before the
lightening dawn woke me. Julia still slept soundly beside me.
I quietly went downstairs and started to prepare breakfast, leaving it
in the oven so that it would be ready when we wanted it, made coffee and
took it upstairs waking Julia with a kiss. She stretched voluptuously and
smiled into my eyes. "I've got a sore bottom, you naughty man" she
murmured. "I think that your bottom may be sore quite often in the future,
sweetness" I said "now I know what it takes to control you". She blushed
and smiled at me over her coffee. I kissed her again and went downstairs,
still naked, to finish the preparations for breakfast. I heard her come
down and turned to look at her. She looked amazing in a long loose
tee-shirt reaching to her hips and no bra or panties. Her hair was
tousled and wild around her shoulders. I just looked into her eyes and
immediately began to become erect again. This woman had an amazing sexual
presence.
"Do you fancy a fuck?" I said deliberately crudely. I was on her
wavelength now! I took her hand and led her to the table where I sat on an
upright chair and drew her to me so that she was standing with her back to
me and her thighs outside mine a position which spread her thighs giving my
stiff prick easy access to her willing cunt. I pulled her closer and
pressed my thighs against hers so that her sweet plump thighs spread wider,
opening her to my prick. "Guide my prick into your sweet Julia"
I said. She took my stiff prick in her little hand and brought it to the
spread lips of her moist cunt. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her
down on to me, smoothly pushing my big stiff prick right up her. She gave
a gasp as I settled her on my prick and reached round her to feel her big
sexy through the thin material of her tee-shirt.
I began to move Julia on my prick giving her a deep satisfying slow fuck
while pleasuring her stiff nipples with my fingers. I carried on fucking
her clinging until I felt the heat in my balls and I drew Julia's head
back. She turned her head and I looked deep into her cloudy blue eyes, put
my lips to hers and gave her a deep sexy kiss while I shot my load into her
soft cunt. I could tell from her gasping breathing that she had had a
gentle orgasm although it was not as powerful as some of the squealers she
had had recently! I relaxed, cuddling the sweaty sexy body in my arms and
fondling her plump through the thin tee-shirt as my prick softened. I
slowly pulled my semi-erect prick from her and raised her to her feet.
We went upstairs and showered together. I soaped every part of her,
enjoying the slippery feel of her wet body. I felt her hand on my prick
again and I became erect. I let her wank me for a moment and then, with
her back against the wall of the shower and warm water cascading down on us
I went up her again and fucked her to another quick orgasm. She stood on
trembling legs as I withdrew from her and washed her again. I didn't say
anything but kissed her gently and finished my shower. I left her to wash
and dry her hair and to dress for the journey. I dressed and went
downstairs and laid out the breakfast which I had prepared earlier.
I heard Julia coming downstairs so I poured her coffee. I looked at her
appreciatively as she came into the living room. She was wearing a rather
low-cut white woollen dress that I had not seen before which clung closely
to her hips and bosom delightfully outlining her figure. She had on sheer
dark and neat shoes. She had left her hair loose in waves
to her shoulders. The simple dress looked stunning. "You look absolutely
beautiful, darling" I said, handing her a long-stemmed rose "come and
have breakfast". She smiled shyly, squeezed my hand and kissed the bloom
of the rose, putting it beside her plate. When we had eaten we lingered
over coffee. I put my hand over hers. "Just relax, darling" I said "I'll
quickly pack the car. We should be laving soon". I went upstairs and
packed, loading our small amount of luggage but leaving Julia's personal
things for her to pack in her small hold-all. I came back in and had my
coffee while she completed her packing and bringing her small bag down she
left it by the door. I poured us both a last cup of coffee, made the fires
safe and sat with Julia relaxing before the journey. I just left the
breakfast things for the caretaker and we went out to the car. I put
Julia's case in the boot with the other luggage and locked the cottage
door. She was standing by the car looking wistfully at the cottage and
round at the brooding mountains. "I have been so, so happy here" she said
quietly "it has been just perfect". I put my arm round her and drew her to
me. "We will be back before long darling" I said quietly "but it's time to
go now".
I helped her into the low seat and put her shawl around her shoulders,
buckling her into her seat-belt. I got in and strapped myself in. I
turned to her and smiled "Ready?" I asked. She offered me her lips and I
gave her a deep kiss, putting my hand up her dress to feel her soft thigh
above her top. She gasped with pleasure. I prolonged the kiss a
moment longer and then released her and started the car.
As before, the long journey appeared to pass quickly and it seemed only
a short time before I was picking my way through the London traffic. We
drew up in front of the hotel and I left the staff to take our luggage up
to our suite while I took Julia to the conservatory and settled her down
with a drink. There was not much time to spare and I settled the hotel
account at Reception and arranged for the return of the hired car. I
called the company and ordered a limo to take us to the airport in an hour,
leaving just enough time for the afternoon Concorde flight.
I rejoined Julia and we finished our drinks. "We have not got much
time, darling" I said. We went up to the suite and I packed ready to leave
while Julia freshened up. While she was in the bathroom I set up the
lap-top and attended to the most urgent e-mails from the last couple of
days and loaded Julia's press release. When she rejoined me I allowed her
to send the press release announcing her new position to the company and to
the financial world. She grasped my fingers and blushed with sheer
happiness.
A discreet knock on the door announced the arrival of the maitre d'hotel
to supervise the packing of our bags in the limo and we went down and
settled into the comfort of the darkened vehicle. We were soon at the
airport and my position ensured a rapid check-in to the Concorde departure
lounge. After a very brief wait, and a couple of glasses of champagne, we
boarded the plane which very soon took off carrying Julia away to her new
life.
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If you would like any more on Julia's future, let me know. I may add to
this if there is enough interest. Comments, criticism and suggestions for
future are always welcome at aled7@yahoo.com