Truck Driver & The Lady

NOTE:
The following story was written years ago, but was edited to change names and some descriptions...

It is also not completed...it never was, and I am hopeful our muse will take a leap of faith at some point and join me in completing the story, adding her words and thoughts. I have always desired the opportunity to write with another, which is indicated in the way I crafted "THE DATE" which follows this entry.

THE TRUCK DRIVER & THE LADY

It is late at night and I am driving my loaded 18-wheel rig down a dark back road somewhere in the northeast. When it is late at night I like to drive along the older back roads instead of the modern highways. I am normally the only one on the road and even at night you get to see parts of the country you never notice on those huge ribbons of blacktop.

I retired four years ago after making a killing in the Stock Market, and decided I wanted to see the country. Long haul trucking always fascinated me, so I decided to give it a whirl.

I have it set so I drive from point A to point B and others do the heavy work. All the money I earn doing this goes into a Trust Fund for under priviledged Little Leagues around the world. A passion of mine.

It is a warm summer evening and I’ve put down both the driver and passenger windows. The air is fresh and sweet as it can only be on these types of evenings.

My truck is one of the most modern on the road today, built for long hauls and comfort. In the cab I am surrounded by all of the electronics needed for this type of vehicle.

I won’t go into the details of the mechanical electronics, but in addition to those I have a twelve disk stereo CD/cassette unit people would die to have in their living rooms. I load the disks, hit shuffle and enjoy 12 to 15 hours of uninterrupted music. The lighting can be adjusted from very bright to low level indirect, which is my favorite. Both my seat and the passenger seat can be adjusted to one of 15 positions and ride on springs to eliminate all road bumps. That’s the cab; behind the cab is my “special place”.

This is the sleeping, resting, enjoyment area. You reach it by climbing between the two seats in front. It is much larger then it looks. It contains 6 speakers that crank, a nice comfortable bed, recessed lighting, a small refrigerator, and a skylight to let the stars in.

But, back to my story... so there I am cruising down the road lit only by the full moon and the stars above. As I round a turn I notice a car about a mile ahead with its safety blinkers on. I immediately down shift and slow down. Caution is important when you drive a rig. As I get closer, the driver’s side door opens and I can see someone step out of the car and start to wave their arms.

Slowing down further, I become immediately interested in this stranded traveler. I can now tell it is a women and I always consider myself a knight in shining armor when it comes to women.

As I pass the car, planning to pull over on the side of the road just past it, I try and catch a better glimpse of her, but I can not. I finally get the rig stopped and reach under my seat for the flares and flashlight I always keep there. I open the door and climb down to the road. As I walk back to the car, I realize I must not look my best, as I have been driving for at least 5 hours since my last stop. I am wearing jeans and a jean shirt which I immediately tuck into my pants.

When I step around the back of the truck, my heart skips a beat. There standing on the road is a gorgeous creature. She is about 5’10” or taller, red hair which falls below her shoulders and has a great figure. Her car headlights are on, so I am partly blinded by them, but what I can see, I like!

I take another step forward and say, “Hi, names Vince, can I be of help?”. “Your name must be savior”, she says “I thought I’d be out here all night”. That’s when I notice her dress. She is wearing a black velvet evening dress which comes to just above her knees. I move forward and to the left to get her away from being between me and her headlights. Then I walk down the road about 100 yards and light a flare. As I return to the car, I drop three more lit flares. The last thing I want is to get jacked by some idiot driver who didn’t see me.

When I return, I look her over one more time; to make sure I haven’t missed anything. Her dress has a v-neck in front that scoops down to reveal some very interesting cleavage. She is wearing a pair of silver strappy heels (I am a sucker for a woman in heels). Then I look up and realize she has the face of an angel. My lonesome cock twitches in my jeans, but my head tells it to relax, this beauty is never going to look at a trucker like me. What she doesn’t know is that I don’t even have to work for a living. Investments early on have set me up for life. Driving a truck is my way of seeing the country and enjoying the solitude the road brings.

Her eyes are magnetic and shine. That’s when she smiles “Hi, I’m sorry, my name is Ellie, and I want to thank you for stopping. Do you think you can fix it?” “Well, let me look”. With that I pop the lid of your car and pulling the flashlight I grabbed before leaving my cab, I check out the engine. I ask you to try and start it and as soon as you turn the key, I know it is the alternator and there will be no fixing the car tonight.

“Sorry, can’t help you darlin’, but I can give you a lift”. That’s when your head drops and I can hear you start to sob. “Hey, it’s not that bad, it shouldn’t cost that much to fix it”. “No, you don’t understand” you say “this is the end of the worst evening of my life. I had an important business holiday dinner and not only did I lose my date, but I had to slug a co-worker when he wouldn’t take no for an answer!”. I look down on you and now my heart begins to yearn for you almost as much as my cock began to earlier.

“So, let me take you to the nearest place you can call a cab from. Then tomorrow you can get a tow truck to get your car” “Well, I only live five miles from here and I will pay you for your troubles if you can get me home”. Turning my head so you can not see the evil grin I know is spreading across my face I tell you sure and remind you to lock up your car and take your belongings. Again, let me explain, I am not a pervert, the evil grin was just my inner mind conjuring up a picture of the two of us together. I have never hassled a woman and know I would not enjoy that type of sex. To me it has to be a mutual enjoyment time, or it is not worth while.

We walk over to the truck’s passenger side and I reach up to open the door for you. I take your purse, so that you can maneuver the first step which can be a bitch even for me sometimes. As I lend my hand and you steps up, I glance upward and realize that under that hot dress is a pair of bright red thong panties. This time my manhood twitches hard and before I can divert my glance I notice you are looking down at me...and smiling!

I hand you the purse and shut the door. On my way around the front of the truck I need to readjust the bulge in my jeans. I climb into the cab and turn and smile. You look over and say “This is like a luxury car, or a limo in here. I never realized how comfy these could be”. With that you turns in your seat and lean through the curtain into the living area. When you slide back around you says “Ummm, all the comforts of home I see” and I swear I see a replay of my evil grin on your face!

Well, I guess this could go somewhere interesting, so I decide to give you a little treat. You see, when you start up this rig and until you get it into the higher gears, there can be some wicked vibrations. You can increase those vibrations by leaving the truck in the lower gears longer then usual also. I was never aware of the effect this had on women until an old girlfriend confided that she always hoped I would be slow on the clutch when she rode with me.

So, with a smile I start up the engine and rev the motor a few times more then necessary. I glance over and watch your face in the light of the compartment and notice the tiniest of smiles. As we pull away from the side of the road I concentrate on building up the vibrations and find, that for the first time, it also has an effect on me. “Now this is a smoother ride then I would have expected” you say, but as I glance over again, I can see that you are enjoying the rolling waves that the engine is sending through your seat.

As we continue down the road, you begin to tell me about your dinner and the slug who tried to close the deal with his cock. As you tell the story, I notice your right arm seems to be crossing your chest more often then necessary and I can see the outline of your nipples begin to grow.

I lean over and press the button for the CD player. The cab immediately swells with the sound of Eric Clapton Unplugged", my favorite CD. "Oh- god- I love this CD", you say, "It always makes me feel so warm inside.” I look over and swear I see that evil grin on your face again.

Then you unbuckle the seat belt and swing your legs around between our seats. "I can't imagine how to thank you for stopping and helping me” you say and at that, place your hand on my knee. As you move around, your hand slides up my leg and then you disappear between the curtains into the camper.

"This really has all the comforts of home" you say. “Why don't you come back here and show me all the creature comforts you have built in." I smile and seeing a wide shoulder up ahead, begin to down shift and break. When I finally get the rig situated, I hit the shuffle button on the CD- lower the lights and crawl through the curtain.

You are sitting on the bed, with your legs on the mattress and a pillow behind your head. The whole area is alive with music and a smile is sliding onto your lips. I sit down next to you on the bed and begin to explain some of the buttons over your head. "No, show me the creature comforts here" you say, and at that slide your hand to the crotch of my pants. "Listen, Ellie, I am not some lowlife who wants to take advantage of you" I say. "I know what I want and it is you" is your reply.

With that I lean down and begin to let my lips and tongue journey over the crook of your neck. You bend your head away to allow me to have full access to your neck and the back of your neck. I love the taste of a woman’s neck and your perfume just fills all my senses. Your arms lock behind my head and slowly our lips find the others. The kiss begins slowly, and then becomes ever more passionate. Our tongues intertwine and go deep into each others mouth. Your hand continues to rub at my crotch and as my cock responses even more I hear you gasp at surprise over what you may have found.

My hand moves down your neck and slides over your left breast. I realize that if there is a bra under the dress, it is the sheerest of material as your nipple hardens immediately. We both moan at the same time and our eyes open to find them locked on the others. As we continue to kiss a smile comes to both our lips and our eyes as we realize this could be a special evening.

You begin to slide your body down the mattress and I kick off my boots and pull my legs onto the mattress s that we are laying next to each other. Our hands continue to explore and I slide my hands behind you and unzip your dress. I slowly slide it off your shoulders and down until your breasts are revealed. No bra and they are magnificent. Soft and firm with large areolas and nice mauve nipples, which at this time are bursting forward.

My mouth finds them, one at a time, and begins to suck as my tongue licks at them. First one then the other as you squirm with delight next to me. Your hands begin to undo my belt, the button on my jeans and finally, you unzip my fly. Together we push my pants down around my ankles, and you slide your hand over the waistband of my jockeys. Your hand slides down inside and a gasp rushes from your lips as you take me in your hand.

But my mind is on other things and I begin to slide down your body, taking your dress with me as I go. I slide it down over your legs and I moan as I realize that you are wearing a garter with your hose. Being careful not to remove your shoes (told you about my heel fetish!), I slide off your red hot panties and position my lips on your ankles.

Being careful not to run your hose, my mouth begins to lick your legs. First the right then the left, all along the insides, as I make my way toward your center. Finally arriving between your legs, I take your legs and slide them over my shoulders, so I can feel them and your shoes on my back.

My mouth covers your entire pussy and with my fingers I spread your lips so that I can taste you. I cover your clit with licks from my tongue and it grows in response. I begin to suck and lick feverously and your butt and hips rise to meet my mouth. My mouth and chin are covered with your juices and the moist sound fills the air. Your aroma also fills the cabin, and I am grinding my cock on the bed as I suck on you.

Then you twist around, not breaking contact with my mouth and I feel your lips lightly touch the tip of my cock. Slowly you begin to lick and cover my cock with your mouth until I can feel the entire thing in your mouth. This has not happened often, since most women can not fit it, but you devour it whole and it grows in response.

As I suck and lick your throbbing clit, your mouth moves back and forth over the shaft of my cock and your tongue continues to flick out to lick my balls. This goes on for what seems like hours and then, as if we are reading each others minds, we break and you move around and over me and sit down on my cock while facing away from me. I have always found this gives me deepest penetration and I smile for you knowing.

You lean down and grab my ankles and then together we begin to move. First in circles with my cock deeply buried in you, then you begin to move it in and out while my pelvis continues to circle around. I am at your lips then deep in side you, touching all sides and angles. Then, you find that place and holding my cock right there begin tiny movements. Until I feel the walls of your vagina swell and cover every inch of my cock. You are about to explode on me and we begin fast, hard, deep fucking. All the way in then all the way out. Fast and hard. Our breathing speeds up and our bodies are covered with sweat.

Then a scream comes from your lips and I feel what seems to be gallons of fluid streaming down from you, over my cock, down to my balls and groin. You continue pumping hard as my body rocks off the bed to meet you in mid air. Shockwaves continue to emit from you as you cum again and again.

Finally, my cock has had enough and I feel the flow of semen shoot out of me. My cock begins shuttering as it spurts again and again into your overflowing pussy.

You scream again as you cum once more and I let out a yell which I am sure should wake the dead. Then you collapse and I slide out of you. You turn around and I take you into my arms where I place tender kisses on your forehead.

You look up and smile and say “That was incredible and it is only the beginning". I look at you with a question on my face and you smile, laugh and say "How about we continue this at my place in the hot tub.” It is my turn to smile and I nod. "Sounds like a great idea, I have some more things in mind for you.”

We move around, get semi dressed and I drive the remaining 3 miles to your house. When we get there, I realize how secluded it is and what beautiful a house you live in.

"Come on in and make yourself comfortable...would you like to take a shower?".....................


She led me into her house, walking seductively as only a woman who knows what she needs can. My eyes took in the surroundings. As I studied each detail, seeing a wonderful sense of style, I also saw that Ellie’s body still had a small tremble working through it and this pleased me.

Silently, she led me upstairs, only our bodies speaking.

As we passed her bedroom, I paused, and stepped in. It was not what I had imagined. There was a four poster bed, and all bedding was white silk. The walls were adorned with mirrors. I saw myself from every angle.

Near the North window was a pole.....just an unadorned pole from floor to ceiling. Across the room was an entertainment center. Laughing to myself, I realized that this was a woman who knew her body far better than she knew electronics.

She looked up at me and broke the silence. “Would you like to take a shower" she asked in her still trembling voice. The air was filled with sexual energy, and I looked at her, my eyes going right into the very core of her being. “Yes " I replied, "I want to relax for a little bit. This could be a very long night my sweet lady." She led me to the bathroom, making sure I had everything I needed, and walked out of the room.

I took the towel from Ellie and turned on the water, nice and hot... I was tempted to just not shower and go find her right away...but I needed a shower after a night in my truck, and I jumped in and scrubbed up.

As I finished, I grabbed the towel and dried off quickly and walked toward her bedroom...looking around, I once again noticed the pole in the corner and smiled with a wickedness. I turned slowly around and looked at myself in the mirrors all around the room- this would be an interesting night I thought to myself then I noticed Ellie's dress on the edge of the bed, and I went looking for her. Down the stairs I walked slowly and heard a noise toward the patio area. As I stepped outside, I saw her standing by the hot tub. Trying to be as quiet as I could I moved up on her and wrapped my arms around her waist

She jumped slightly and then immediately began to settle back on me.

She turned slowly and our mouths were on each other- hot... deep passionate kissing…our tongues doing an erotic dance in the others mouth...my hands reaching down and sliding over the silk robe she was wearing - I grasped her ass cheeks in both hands and pulled her toward my rising hardness...they felt so strong, so smooth and I let my hands slide under the robe to feel the skin there.

I then reached the front of her robe and untied the sash and stepped back as it fell to the ground - her body, so hard and supple...her nipples erect against the cool night air...and the most wonderful thing of all, she had a small “landing strip between her legs. There is a time for me when I enjoy a woman shaved completely, but for the most part, I want my woman to be a woman, not a child. Her lips were perky and her clitoris just peeking out between them. I decided that this lady would need a special treatment and I whispered "Tell me what you want"

“I want you Vince" she answered in a small voice. “No Ellie, tell me what you want" I said, this time a bit louder.

She looked at me confused at first. Finally, she uttered, “I want you to make love to me Vince." My eyes grew darker, and I said for the last time, "Tell me what you want".

She looked into my eyes, one tear slowly running down her cheek, bottom lip quivering, and told me. "I want you to make love to me everyway possible. I want you to do things that I have only dreamed of. I want you to", she paused, trying to get the courage to say what her needs are, "fuck every inch of my body. I want you to feel a woman fucking you back, devouring all of your strength.

"Good baby good" I said, and turned and walked over to a lounge chair, easing my body into it.

I then asked her to turn slowly and she did as I asked- her legs so hot in the heels - the only thing on her body except for her jewelry; then I told her to touch herself and though she looked shocked her fingers began rubbing her nipples and they responded getting so hard they looked as though they would burst.

You see, I am Dominant, I need to control my woman. Make her realize her body is what she makes of it. She can control her desires, her needs her wants. In that way she will be open to all of my suggestions later in the evening.

Then her hand went down to her center and she slid a finger deep inside herself and I could hear the gasp emit from her lips. My eyes on hers- not needing to watch her fingers- wanting to see inside her- to reach the depths of her at that point.

I could see that she thought she was controlling the action, that she had actually found a way to take the lead in this dance of wills. So, I stood and walked over and picked her up, her shoes falling off of her feet, and tossed her into the hot tub to once again show her who was in control.

She slid to the opposite side and I could see in her eyes that she was confused…not sure of herself....I climbed in and moved toward her- she turned and I smiled (though she did not see) - and quickly I grabbed her waist and pushed my thick hardness into her- she was so wet and ready there was no resistance my cock went as far in as was possible and I put my mouth next to her ear as I began to slam it in and out of her "Is this what you want?" her muscles grabbing at me, she yelled “OH GOD YES!”

And with that, I slid my cock out and said "Well little one... you have to earn it…" and with that I climbed out of the tub and wrapping the towel around my waist.

I walked into the house and over to the bar I heard her whisper something, though I was not sure what and then heard her climb out and could see her wrapping her robe around herself and she slipped back into her heels, I like this lady, anyone who will put them back on knows what a man wants I walked around the bar, found a bottle of Gentleman Jack and poured some into a crystal glass and added two ice cubes from the refrigerator behind the bar.

Ellie walked in and I asked what she wanted, she asked for a brandy and I poured her some.

We sat on the couch and talked…what was to come later was already forming in my mind and I only wondered if she was going to be up for the adventures I had in store for her…

TO BE CONTINUED…

The Date

An experiment in writing

from both points of view...

in need of some editing

THE DATE

Chapter One

I dialed the phone, anticipated the sensuous tones of her voice, and though disappointed when her machine picked up, I realized my groin still tingled at the sound of her voice.

"Hi, it's me... I have to tell you; yesterday in the hotel was the most intense time I have had in years. Seeing you in the office today was so tough, since I just wanted to grab you and tear your clothes off. I hope you still feel the same way. What I would love to do is get away with you. The long weekend is coming up and I thought we could hop a plane to New York, get a room at the Plaza, see a couple of shows and eat some great meals. I hope you want to join me... I really want to see you and know that we will have fun. Jump into your closet and grab some clothes and give me a call."

I had to be crazy…both of us executives in the same firm and me with an outside chance of becoming her boss…

As I hung up the phone, my heart was beating just a little faster anticipating the weekend we could have together. I slid between the covers of my bed, put my head on the pillow and began to relive the afternoon spent in the hotel with her. Her body so soft and silky. Her passions so intense. Without realizing it, I began stroking my hard cock as thoughts of the day before and the weekend to come filled my brain. I orgasmed and then turned and fell into a restful sleep, hoping the right answer returned to me.

Unlocking the door...feeling exhausted...I think what a day I’ve had...my car wouldn't start.... I had to hail a cab...I didn't want to be late for work...(especially after yesterday).... getting in the cab I ran my hose...on the way home... my dry cleaning was lost.... what else could go wrong... as I see the answering machine light blinking madly.... God.... it must be mom...what now? .........

It's not mom...it's Him.... I blush at the sound of his voice...so demanding ...yet soothing.... I wondered if he noticed me today...after the previous day...I felt awkward...would he think less of me.... would he remember how we both had shuttered.... the intensity of our encounter...

Now he is asking me to go away for the weekend? And I thought he hadn't noticed me today.... I sit down on the bed...to listen to the rest of the message...New York.... theater...dinner...how romantic.... how lovely.... I linger in the thought..........then panic sets in....

So many details...running to my closet...I start fingering..................

My clothes..............

How can I ever be prepared for such a weekend...? I haven’t been out in years.... I worry he could tell from her enthusiasm the day before...I make a mental note to myself...to go to my favorite shops ...to pick up those much needed items a weekend away ...would require....

Should I call him back immediately.... no.....

He had gone all day without even giving a look my way...and I had even worn my favorite cashmere sweater...the one that brings out the highlights in my hair...the one that accents a few points I knew I possessed...

Slowly I turned from my closet. Heading to the bathroom...slowly removing my sweater...reaching in the shower I turned the water on.... the steam immediately filled the bathroom.... I slowly entered the bedroom.... unzipping my skirt...as it drops to the floor...I smile again.... I walk to her bed table and hit the replay button on the machine.... just to hear his voice...once more...

As he speaks I remove my clothes...my breasts swell.... my moisture begins.... anticipating a delightful weekend.... I enter the shower...and begin to lather myself...............................

Chapter Two

Morning comes quickly and I awaken. As I walk into the bathroom to get ready for work, I begin to wonder if my offer for the weekend trip was too much too soon. Man, you jerk, you couldn't just take her to dinner. No, you have to go overboard and ask for an entire weekend.

Don't be surprised if she never speaks to you again outside of work. Maybe it was the way she came dressed to work yesterday that threw you over the edge. She looked delicious in that sweater and skirt. I could not keep my eyes off of her wonderful breasts when she walked by. I better be careful or the whole office will begin to notice how I act like a puppy-dog around her.

As I begin to shower, I once again begin to think about our afternoon together. The way she touched me and used her mouth. Before I realized it, I am standing there with my hand on my hardness. Get a hold of yourself man, what is going on with you and this woman. I step from the shower and begin to shave. When I am done, I walk into my closet and begin to pick out the days attire. As I look at my suits I realize I am trying to figure out what suit SHE would like the most. This woman has gotten a hold of me...

I dress quickly, a charcoal gray single-breasted suit, light blue Oxford, button-down shirt and my Grateful Dead tie. I still need to buck the system, while working from within. I smile at the thought as I knot the tie, which has a dark blue background and large yellow marble shapes, which have some, highlights and shadows on them. It goes great with the shirt/suit combo, and when I am in a meeting, I like to smile at the thought of a Grateful Dead tie, amongst the corporate suits!

As I close the door, I say a small prayer that my offer for the weekend has not blown my chance, but she never called back last night. Maybe she was out on a date. My stomach tightens at that thought. Well maybe she was just out with friends. Yes, that's it... Well at least that thought sits better.

Climbing into my car, I head off for work, anticipating seeing her upon my arrival. Will we have a second alone today, so I can find out if I’ve blown it, or if we will be off to a glorious 3-day weekend in New York? You better hope for the latter, as I’ve already spoken to my travel agent and they are working on the details...

Roughly...he threw me on the desk...forcing his greased stained hands all over my body...in his rage to take me...he tears the thin material of my skirt...exposing my quivering diamond shaped mount...looking down he literally began to drool...spreading my legs further apart to gap at me...he roughly tears at my shirt.... exposing one breast.... and pulling out only one of my terrified nipples and mauling it...with his other hand he quickly unzips his fly exposing a very large and throbbing cock....I squirm to get away....forcing my legs further apart with one hand and his thigh.....he holds my hands down with the other.......I struggle ...he takes my poor little exposed nipple in his mouth and pulling it ....makes a noise that seems like something you would hear from an animal....he reaches in between my legs shoving his fingers into me....going around and around as if to drill a hole .......he then shoves himself on top of me.....madly and wildly fucking me....he keeps looking down at where the penetration is occurring thrusting harder and harder....reaching down again to the poor nipple he tears at it in his heat. BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

That damned alarm clock...it always goes off just in the middle of something good...lazily I turn to look at the clock...what time is it....

It’s time to get up.... another day another dollar...I reach down between my legs.... I caress my throbbing clit...it so much wanted the dream to continue...

I force myself out of bed...walking to the closet.... I think of him...what shall I wear.... I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror...will he notice me today...I reach in the closet for the pick of the day.... I choose a skirt I don’t normally wear to work.... it is slightly shorter than my usual look...it a very classic skirt with fine detailing.... just a touch shorter ...than normal...I put it on and lean over in front of the mirror...how far over would I have to lean...to give him a clear shot of me.... God...what has taken over me...2 days ago. I would have never had these thoughts...and now all I can think about is having him again...I hurriedly finished getting dressed...soft white sweater.... with the baby blue skirt...I chose my blue heels to accent my long very shapely legs...for my face I put on my pearl earrings.... and my small diamond pendant...before putting it on I changed the chain.... I would put it on the longer chain.... so that it strategically lay between my breasts.... God was I going mad!

Hurriedly I called a cab...the car should be ready today...smiling at myself...I wondered if I would have to pay for it's repair as I had dreamed! God I would have it break down everyday...Flushed with the excitement of my dream and in the knowledge that I would be in the same room with Him in just a few moments.... a smile came over my face as the cab…pulled out into the busy traffic....................................

Chapter Three

As I pull into the parking lot I use each day, my mind again begins to wonder what she will wear, how she will act today. Will she even acknowledge my message today?

Tossing the keys to the attendant and smiling at him, I get in the elevator that will take me up to my office. The elevator door opens and I step off. The receptionist smiles and greets me good morning. I smile and reply back. “Gee, someone is in a very upbeat mood today. Someone new in your life?” she asks. God, does it show??? I smile back and just say; well a beautiful day brings out the best in me I guess. Down the hall to my office, I nod at and greet my co-workers. I’ve actually gone around the office in the opposite direction then I normally do. Of course, this is so I can pass her office. As I approach, I notice the door is slightly ajar and her administrative assistant is just exiting. I wish her a good morning and sneak a peak through the door. She has not arrived yet and I remember that she has had car troubles and must have had to catch a cab. Damn, maybe I could have offered her ride, but we’ve never driven to work together and most of the office parks in the same lot. No, keep it business-like. We are both senior executives in the firm, and decorum must be maintained. I get to my office and greet my AA. She has been with me for years and is as loyal as can be, having taken her with me from the first place of business we worked together. Along the way, I’ve always looked out for her and made sure she received large raises when we moved together. As is normal, my Pepsi is already poured into my large coffee cup. I’ve never developed a taste for regular coffee and learned a long time ago to put my morning sugar/caffeine fix into a coffee cup to eliminate the stares and questions.

Sitting at my desk, I look at my day planner and realize that we will both be in the morning planning session meeting. At most of these meetings, the attendants usually sit in the same spots. This due to the fact that the president is getting older and can be forgetful. It is a little known fact that his assistant put together a seating chart for him that he refers to when asking a question. If you move your seat, he may sometimes address you by the wrong name. We normally sit directly opposite each other and the though of slipping my shoe off and stroking her leg flies through my mind... hummm... just maybe. I know that I am close to being selected to replace the president. That would give me the big corner office and the opportunity to ask her in for a meeting where we will not be disturbed. I think about that for a few minutes- on the leather couch in front of the large windows... both of us hot and groping... and that is when my intercom buzzes. Readjusting my crotch, I pick up the phone and my AA tells me I am wanted in the president’s office. Smiling I rise, this will allow me to walk by her office again and hopefully catch her eye. I decide if this is the case, just a small smile and nod of the head will be appropriate. Reminding myself, I’m still not sure if I’ve has chased her away.

Out of my office and down the hall, I almost stumble; there she is in the hall, speaking to two of our co-workers. She practically glows with sensuality. As a leg/shoe man, I always begin at the feet and work my way up. Her legs seem to go to the ceiling and she is wearing a great pair of heels.

I look and wonder, is that skirt shorter than normal. I know that the sweater totally accentuates her wonderful figure and my eyes catch the glint of the diamond pendant she is wearing. The chain it is on brings it down to her cleavage. I continue walking, hoping she will turn and acknowledge me. As I get closer, she does turn and the look in her eyes tells me that, yes she listened to the message and also that the travel agent better get those plans set real quick... I make a mental note to ask my AA to follow up. She will smile at me and ask about the TWO tickets, but we have an understanding and she never intrudes, just teases, as she has tried to fix me up many times over the years.

I decide to be brazen and stop for a second. “Good morning all, Barbara, is that a new sweater?” Be careful here. “Everyone looking forward to the 3 day weekend?” I plunge ahead hoping my remark is overlooked. The other people standing there each quickly tell of some plans or other, but I am not really hearing them. Our eyes are locked and not moving. Then it is her turn to speak.........

Getting out of the cab...I see the taxi driver looking in his rear view.... feeling a little self conscious about my skirt...I give it a little tug...which only drew his eyes closer...I hand him his money and exit...

Slow down I tell myself.... don’t walk too quickly into the building.... I will give my eagerness away.... as I turn my head to the sky.... which today looks so beautiful...funny I haven’t noticed it lately...how beautiful the days are ...how cool the weather is.... soon it will time to break out the winter jackets...as my head turns I see him.... he is entering the building just moments ahead of me...how striking he looks with his suit...it fits him like a glove...obviously tailored for him...the charcoal gray is very becoming.... his stature.is under stated.... he walks with the confidence of a man in charge....thinking I remember that I’ve heard that he is next in line for the promotion to president.....I can understand why....he flows...his body language is casual yet intimidating....I quicken my pace...perhaps I can reach the elevator at the same time.....I hear my heals click as they hit the pavement......I see him turn and casually greet the girl standing next to him as the elevator door closes......

Arriving up stairs I go directly to my office.... Betty my AA is at top form.... she has my planner out.... my coffee steaming...and an unrelenting look on her face.... Betty does not like me...I’ve known this from the first day I came on board...Betty was "given" to me by the previous person that had occupied this position...and her loyalty remained with them.... as I enter the office Betty scornfully looks down at my skirt.... sitting down I review my agenda for the day...first thing.is the morning planning session...my knees knock at the thought...I’ve not seen him again since the elevator...and the anticipation was killing me....

Unable to focus on the information on my desk...I decide to go and speak to another co-worker.... just to relieve the pressure that was beginning to build...I could not believe I was feeling this way...I was acting like a school girl...on her first date.... my heart pounding...face flushed....

As I was about to enter Ellens’ office under the pretense of finding out what she was doing for the weekend...I spotted him...his casual style amazing me.... as he passes the desks of the AA's I notice his quick smile and charm as he speaks to them all...remembers each name...they in turn follow him with their eyes as he passes...a quick pang of jealousy...which flees as quickly as it came...when I see he is headed in my direction...I linger in the door way just a small time longer...

I feel his eyes move over my body...he start with my feet.... I am so glad I chose these pumps the 3 in heels not only give me height but definition of my legs...which suddenly seem too long for the skirt.... I feel his eyes move slowly up...I turn to talk to Ellen again about something trivial and his eyes rest on my Pendant...AH ha.... it did work! His eyes rest a moment too long on my breast and the air suddenly smelled of sex.... he wanted me, I could tell...his calm demeanor.... had changed...he asked a question about my sweater.... Ellen looks at me questioning...I shoot back a look of confusion to her as if to say.... I don't know why he asked...he realizes the question was so not him.... and he quickly covers by asking what everyone is planning for the upcoming 3 day weekend...Ellen starts rambling something about her yard...and what not...Peter talks about taking the new girl from accounting off to Atlantic City...figures she will bring him luck.... we all laugh.... he turns to me and says and you...our eyes locked...I say...well to tell you the truth.... I was offered an adventure in New York this weekend that I just can't say No to...Teasingly he asks if it is anyone we know...calmly I laugh.... all eyes are staring.... I am not known in the office for such impetuous behavior.... they too want to know the identity of my date...I turn to him and say.... it’s you...everyone laughs...he says lets go...everyone.... laughs again.... the game has begun...no one takes us seriously...and we are able to talk in front of everyone...getting the answer he was looking for he bows his head.... turns and continues down the hall...what is that perfume he wears...it lingers behind him...I can hardly wait for the weekend...

Chapter Four

I almost swallowed my heart when she first said, “It’s you!”, but I recovered quickly and joined in. I was amazed at how easy it was to get away with it. Then it hits me. SHE SAID YES! We were going to NY. Knowing that if I lingered one moment longer I would pull her into her office and rip her clothes off (and knowing how the president does not like to be kept waiting) I bowed my head and continued down the hall to the office that I hoped would soon be mine.

As I walked, my mind snapped back to business. It is one of my traits, I can focus as well as anyone when it is needed and right now, my mind says it is needed. I have been with the corporation for 5 years now, coming on board as second in charge of the marketing department. Two years ago, my boss retired and I moved up. My main function is to make sure our 6 different advertising agencies all play nice and send the right messages out to the buying public. In the last few years the advertising budget has grown so dramatically, that I now manage a department of over 200 spread out across the country. As I entered the president’s office, saying hello to his AA, Sally, (won’t Jean, my AA, be thrilled to know she will soon be guarding the palace) I begin to wonder what this could be about and why it could not wait another 20 minutes for the management-planning meeting. The president, looking well today, stands as I enter and motions me over to the casual seating area over in the corner which is dominated by the two floor to ceiling windows which look down upon the city. Atlanta has always entranced me, from the times I visited with my dad as a teenager. But New York will always be my home. I remember when I first came here, the difficulty I had breaking into the “old-boy network." I was, of course a Northerner and an ITALIAN... but I did by showing them I was tough, could take a joke and also could make them tons of cash... the bottom line. As I took my seat, my mind wandered for a moment, thinking of having her here in this office- against those windows, her skirt hiked and her legs wrapped around my waist as I plunged in and out of her wonderfully silky insides. I snapped back as I realized the president had already begun speaking... what was he saying.... was that retirement.... wait.... yes, that was what I heard. The decision to retire will be announced this morning and I will be appointed president. I tried to control myself, but knew I was smiling from ear to ear. There will be many things to celebrate in New York this weekend. WAIT; will this change things for her? When it began two days ago we were on the same management level, as she ran the sales department. He remembered back 3 years ago when she was hired. It shook the company to its knees... a WOMAN running sales?? Was the old man senile they whispered on the golf course that week? I had to admit, I was surprised, but also felt it would be good for me. I was still number 2 in marketing at the time, so if they could have a woman in that spot then why not a Yankee Bastard, which I knew they called me in the beginning behind my back. They probably still did- but I got the job done. Would she not want to start this now, with my elevation to president- damn I might even turn the job down if that was the case.... The president was still talking, and I was not sure what had been said, as my head was a jam of noise. Luckily Sally sat in on all meetings and then condensed the notes down to the basics for everyone. The old man was once one of the best, but some days he would be talking strategy and then begin reminiscing on WW2.

As we rose to walk down the hall to the main boardroom, I tried to wipe the satisfied look off my face, but was not sure if I was succeeding. We were the last two (three counting the ever present Sally) to arrive and I was thrilled to see no one had taken my customary seat across from her. I took my seat and nodded at the others at the table. Besides Barbara (what a delightful name, I thought) there was Larry, the CFO; Bill (the little snert- his time here might be limited) who was the manufacturing liaison for our heath care line, and I was sure Bill had his hand deep in some suppliers pockets but could not prove it - yet, and who also was... correction had been... in the running for the presidents chair; Jim the manufacturing liaison for the food group; and finally Ed who was head of the newest group, the travel and resorts. I was never sure the company should have gotten into that industry, but the old man convinced me it would be lucrative, and the sob had been right.

As I sat, I looked over at Barbara, but she was looking down at the president. Maybe she was nervous what would happen in this room and I decided to play it very carefully, especially with the news that was about to be announced. I turned to pay attention as Sally read through the minutes from the last meeting and then some other housekeeping type of business. At that point she announced new business and Larry discussed the fiscal numbers to date, which sounded wonderful. Bill, not knowing he was out of the running then spent about 20 minutes talking about himself and how well his department was doing. He was the success, his people were nothing to Bill... yes his time was near. During Bill’s “I am great“ speech I sat there just looking around- trying to catch her eye, but not being successful. Then I decided to be brazen... I felt as if the world was mine at the moment. I slipped off my Italian loafer and trying not to be noticed, extended my leg under the table. As I did I came into contact with a toe... not a shoe... but a bare toe... and that is when our eyes met. She was going to rub my leg at the same time!

Then I realized the president was talking and was saying the words... announcing the retirement and my promotion. Quickly finding my shoe and getting it on (barely) I stood to shake the hand of the president and the assembled group began to clap. Well, Bill semi-clapped as he leered his disgust. I turned to shake hands with the rest at the table and when it came time to shake Barbara’s hand, I was afraid it may have lingered just a second to long, but the look in her eyes told me NY was still on and I breathed a sigh of relief.

At that, the meeting was over and as we walked out of the boardroom, Barbara and I touched fingers, and I was electrified. Back to my office, I called Jean in, asked her to sit and then broke the news to her. She jumped up screaming with delight and we hugged. Then she backed away and said that she understood that Sally had held that position for years, through 2 presidents, and she would miss working with me. That was when I broke out the big news and told her that Sally had whispered to me that she was also retiring and that this team was not going to be broken up... Jean was coming with me. Again, she and I hugged. Jean is about 12 years my senior, so not a mother figure, but certainly an older sister. I was at each of her kids' weddings and have had her family to my summer place on the shore many times- we are not employer/employee... we are family. When she had calmed down a twinkle came into her eye. I knew that look... “SO, ALEX, TWO tickets to New York... TWO tickets to Cats on Friday, TWO tickets to Footloose on Saturday... dinner for TWO both nights at your favorite restaurants... are you going to share with me the object of your affection... or is it just desire?” I could not help but laugh out loud. “No Jean, this time you can’t ask... but when the time comes, you will be the first person besides the two of us to hear.” Hummm was that too obvious... making her think it was an office romance, or am I just paranoid? “Well, whomever she is, she must be special, because you - SIR- have a glow on I have not seen since well... since.... you know.” “Yes Jean, I know, and thank you for noticing... I think she can be very special... but we’ll take it slowly and find out. Now make sure the limo is at my condo tomorrow morning- I am leaving from here and don’t want to leave the car in the garage over the long weekend. And make sure they know when to pick us up on Monday evening... oh and Jean... “ “Yes ALEX?” “Make sure you are not in the front seat of the limo on Monday night, just checking in....ok?” At that we both laughed- hugged and kissed each other on the cheek. As she wiped the lipstick from my cheek she turned to leave and said “Don’t forget about your lunch with the president of Harris Advertising at The Palm at 1, ...........Mr. President!” With that the door closed behind her and I flopped into my chair spun around and stared out at the city…yes the last two days have been incredible... but the next three... well... I could only imagine...

Turning back to Ellen...everyone starting breaking up I filtered back to my office to pick up my planner...and take a quick sip of coffee that had since turned cold...not that the stimulation was needed this morning.... and rethought the last 10 minutes...the look on his face was priceless...he was definitely a happy man...I then thought about the direction he was headed in....he was going in the old man's office.... did this mean...something was up...

The old man as I have always fondly referred to him...had given my first big break 3 years ago...and let me at a management level.... in a non-woman's world...at first I had to work twice as hard...make twice as many quota's and take twice as much as anyone wanted to throw my way...but in the past year...with the hiring of Ed....I was no longer considered the anomaly...and the new division of Travel and Resorts had taken center stage...everyone wondering if the Division would work...or if the old man had finally fallen out of his tree house.....the only thing I knew was that he had given me my first break and I would do whatever it would take to make his company work...

My mind was still on this when Betty buzzed me that it was time to go into the board meeting...walking down the hallway...I ran into Bill.... what a pig...he gave me the once over and repeated how I was passing up the best time of my life.... I turned to him and said.... Bill your idea of oral sex would be you standing in a room butt naked talking about yourself...and I continued walking as if the words had never passed my lips.... I could hear him behind me trying to come up with something clever... that with Bill was impossibility....

Immediately upon entering the room I felt excitement in the air.... something was up.... Alex was beaming...the rumors were true...I could tell...he was trying to be modest.... but the old man was all over him.... I looked around the office and thought.... damn that sofa will have to replaced with a larger more plush one...and that view...was something else...I could be used to strolling in to make my reports on a more personal level.... or perhaps this would change everything...perhaps the weekend would be off...Maybe now with the promotion in tow I wouldn't be in his plans...

As I sat waiting for everyone to take their places I thought how attractive ALEX looked...and how that tie...just didn't go with his suit...I bet he was really reveling in the fact that he could do things like that and still advance in this strict world of suits...He was beaming....

As I sat there I flipped my planner towards the back and started making a list of things that would be needed for weekend away...

1. Get nails done.

2. Get a wax

3. Go to Irene’s

4. Get dry-cleaning

5. Pick up...

My thoughts are disturbed the announcement has just been made...the Old man is retiring and ALEX is taking over as the president...the look on Bill's face was priceless...I wondered, as I am sure he was at this point, how many days he had left with the company before he would be replaced...it was common knowledge that he and ALEX didn't see eye to eye on business matters and it had been rumored that he had his hands deep into someone's pockets.... with the promotion now out of his reach.... his days were not only numbered....and I wouldn't be surprised to hear that he resigned by the end of the day.....

The excitement in the room was contagious.... everyone milling around the room congratulating ALEX and smirking at Bill...even Ed the new kid on the block.... couldn’t help but give Bill the look...

Wondering if the weekend was still on.... I walked over to say congratulations when ALEX reached out and touched my hand.... ever so slightly.... yes it was still on...perhaps it would never go beyond this weekend...but it was on for now.........

The meeting was breaking up...congratulations said ALEX exited the room heading in the directions of Jean...Jean.... Barbara hadn't thought of her...now with the promotion...she would be available.... perhaps I could talk her into working for me.... Betty had to go....

The hell with Betty, the promotion...the lot of it...walking back to my office I decided I would take the next few hours off to run some errands...eagerly I ran back and put things in order...walking out...I mentioned to Betty I would return in a few hours.... if anyone was looking for me...I had to take care of plans for the weekend...Betty giving me that "look" turned back to her paperwork...

Hurriedly.... I moved towards the elevator...taking one more look around for ALEX...but alas I could see he was in a deep discussion with Jean...I don't think he would notice I was gone.... and if he did.... he would later reap the benefits...of why....................

Chapter Five

As I left the office...I felt exhilarated.... hailing a cab...I did not care that my skirt pulled up.... I didn't care that the cab driver...made such a dead stop in front of me that he could have injured the person in the car behind him...I didn't care...I was just thrilled.... having so much to look forward to...

I decided to go to Peach Tree Plaza.... I really didn't like shopping in centers like that, but without the use of a car...deemed it necessary... the first stop I would have to make would be Irene's to make an appointment for a full facial manicure, pedicure and wax for the next day...I could have called from my cell phone...but always enjoyed talking to Ms. Irene as she was called to those who truly knew her...of course she would have a million questions...she would immediately pick up on the fact that I was 4 days early for my next pre-set appointment...sure enough...I entered and there she was ....immediately walking over to greet me...glass of white wine in hand...as I looked down at my watch...it was only 10:30 in the morning....but Irene's motto (being born to old southern money) ...that it was never too early to become relaxed....not wanting to offend (heaven only knows....only the clients Irene wants can manage to be squeezed in for appointments....) I reached for the glass and pretented to take a sip....she reached for her own glass...and refilled it with out blinking an eye...Inquiring if there was anyway for me to get an appointment for the next day....Irene...smiled.. Silly girl ...she said you know there is no appointments to be had for the long weekend...you know everyone is coming tomorrow.... and besides your appointment isn't until Monday...

Then it must have hit her.... a man.... you found a man. She cried...all the details...she must know.... everything.... at once...I told her it was way too early for me to divulge anything...but as soon as I knew where the relationship was going.... of course, I would make her privy to the information...putting her arms around my shoulder...she brushed her lips to my ear and said you know if it doesn't work out.... I am always here to comfort you...so clapping her hands out loud she summoned...Rochelle...her personal assistant.... and in a demanding tone...stated that I should have the works today...and immediately...the kindness made me smile...but the thought of not going back to the office...made me weak in the knees.... would this be thought of an act of taking advantage of a situation...the panic set in as she was ushered into the booth by Rochelle's assistant Chloe.... Chloe immediately began unbuttoning my clothes.... she was not my usual girl...and I assured her I could do this myself...(Irene ran things from the old school.... where once you entered her doors...you did nothing for yourself...)...she exited the room ...and with her little accent, which I could not quite place, stated "c wood b

bac in a pew secons".... the moment she exited I reached for my cell phone and called the office.... Betty answered with her usual charm.... I asked if anyone had been looking for me...and was it imperative that I return to the office ...she said no....(my heart sunk for a moment...) and that in fact the office had cleared out...something about...Mr. Alexander giving everyone the rest of the afternoon off...she repeated this last statement as my mind wandered off to what he was doing at that precise moment...she repeated the statement again.... focusing back on Betty I realize that with my departure...she was probably one of the few AA still in the office....although not loyal to me...Betty was loyal to her job......Immediately I released her from work for the rest of the afternoon....without a thank you or have a nice day....I heard the dial tone.....placing the phone back in my bag...I slowly took off what few pieces of clothing I had on.......

Carefully I placed each one in a small basket that was provided...in turn I put on a plush pink towel provided beside the basket...

As I was just finished tucking into itself...Chloe returned with glass of wine in tow...knowing that I was about to be waxed...I gladly gulped it down...

Finishing this procedure...Chloe very gently massaged the area with the normal cream that is set aside for this.... she provided me with another glass of wine...and although I knew I shouldn’t...I did.... I was already feeling rather light headed from the first glass...immediately I went to the sauna and whirlpool...Chloe entered the whirlpool with me.... startled...I asked why ...handing me another glass of wine...she stated that she always entered with her patrons...an dat wuz de way da Mz. Iren required...I had never had someone enter with me.... feeling a little awkward.... I took my glass of wine from the ledge of the whirlpool and sipped it down...I had planned on a quite time.... relaxing against one of the jets...of water.... there was one that if I positioned myself just right on...produced much pleasing results...

As I felt deflated by the fact that Chloe...had remained with me.... she did another odd thing...she came over with a body sponge and started to rub it over my body.... I told her I had not requested this type of massage...and she smiled coyly and said...no....Mz....Bar be a Mz Iren did...and she slowly moved along my body...she started with my neck...running the sponge...which with the water flowing and then senses being numbed by the wine felt like silk...slowly in a circulor motion...around the ears...behind the neck around again my chest....

It felt like heaven... I reached for my glass of wine...which seemed to have an endless supply and took another sip and rested my head back on the console of the whirlpool as she slowly manipulated my arms.... one at a time...working her way from the shoulder to the finger tips...when she was finished with this procedure...in the one arm on one arm...she proceeded to do both arms at the same time.... resting my head backwards...and my arms extended to each side...she had to position herself in front of me.... with her body touching mine...at first I felt awkward...but Chloe showing no sign of embarrassment or awkwardness proceeded....first moving from my chest to each elbow to each finger tip on both arms at the same time.....her breast grazing mine....

The feeling of skin on skin...the pleasure of the water and the firmness of her grip on my body...was overwhelming...how I wished I could have positioned myself on that water fixture...feeling guilty for the thought.... I opened my eyes to watch her move so slowly...precisely and carefully over every inch of my upper arms...in watching her...I felt her hands slowly and carefully move down.... they moved ever so slowly.... touching first the top part of my breast.... then ever more slowly around each individuals fullness.... reaching with one hand and lifting the breast she slowly moved the sponge around the breast so slowly...one by one...moving back and forth from one to another without the slightest hint of ...anything not being appropriate....I watched her as she as a child with a mothers breast...lovingly took each one repeatedly.....my nipples could not help but show their appreciation for the attention being given to them...they showed their appreciation in such a way I felt flushed with embarrassment....as if she didn't notice...she continued....paying even more attention to the erectness of each.....rubbing the sponge harder and a little harder.....I thought I would pass out.....without showing reaction...Chloe moved on ......she moved down having me turn and did my back....first from shoulder to shoulder as she had done my upper chest......her breast lay heavy on my back as she moved to bathe me...I could feel her excitement through the small top she was wearing....slowly she moved the sponge down my back....carefully stroking every inch...slowly though I felt her hands move from around my back and slowly retouch my breast.....the weigh of her body...the water...the wine...my poor little clit stood no chance...it had started throbbing...not understanding quite why.....I had never been with a woman before...and had never had fantasies or remotely even pictured being pleased by one ...but here I was feeling the most intense sensations......her hand lingered on my nipples once again...as they screamed....take me take me....suck the breath out of my soul.......I shuttered with the thought...and I was beginning to raise myself from the whirlpool...when she slowly guided my body around to face her....she smiled coyly and reached for my glass of wine.....putting it to my mouth...she said so sweetly...juz relaz Ms. Barba dat is wat wo are hear for......

I slowly sipped again...as her other hand slowly reached for the sponge...

Slowly she made her way down.... first my stomach...she slowly ran her hands from one side of my waist to the other...firmly from the outside and relaxing as she met her hands in the center...over and over she repeated this...she then moved down to each of my upper thighs...doing the same as she had done my arms...taking each one.... at a time.... carefully ...slowly...moving from one thigh to the other...working her way down to my knees.... and who thought having someone touching your knees wasn't sensous.....the feeling was heaven in a handbasket....slowly she made her way down to my feet.....first one then the other.....creeping back up....the knees again...the upper thighs.. ...And then it happened she rested the sponge between my legs...slowly she started to move it back and forth...moving away to my upper stomach...then back down.... with each time she returned the movement became increasingly stronger.... opening my eyes to watch her...she moved more quickly...the movement...created the response she wanted.... my body.... started moving with her hand.... first slowly...and then with continued stroking and rubbing...more quickly and finally all shame set aside....shamelessly thrusting itself towards her......she continued.....more quickly more quickly......I felt my face flush...I was about to do something so wrong...but felt so right....I closed my eyes and let my body take over my mind.........as I shuttered through the orgasm....I felt her hands slowly move from their recent conquest and move up slowly to my breast and lovingly clean them once more......I felt exhausted...exhilarated and ashamed all at once......how could I ever face Chloe or Irene or anyone again......Chloe....smiling at me and without a word.....placed the glass of wine to my lips....removing herself from the pool...offered me my robe.......

Checking the clock on my desk, I notice it is still only about 10:00 am... so much has happened in such a short amount of time. Picking up my planner, I see that after my lunch with Andrew from Harris Advertising, my day was free. “Jean, make me an appointment to see David for my hair and Lana for my nails for about 4 PM, please.” A nail biter until my mid-thirties, the only way I found to stop this habit was by having a manicure at least every two weeks. My last was only a week ago, but this weekend was going to be special. As far as the haircut, well I have always worn it longer than is expected by someone in my position, but no one has ever questioned it, and, damn, that’s the way I like it.

At that, I move out of my chair and decide to check on Barbara, maybe a closed door meeting.... a wicked grin crossing my face. When I get to her office her Doberman is standing guard as usual. Office gossip says Betty is really a hundred years old and has a picture in her attic that shows her true age. All I know is she has been here forever it seems. “Betty, is Barbara busy?” “Well, no Mr. Cara, as a matter of fact, I am not really sure WHERE she is. She left and said she would be back in a few hours, but she has NOTHING on her calendar out of the office, as a matter of fact, I had to rearrange a meeting she did have” she said with a wicked grin. I have never been sure why Barbara kept Betty on. Betty was here from the previous head of sales, and while it would have been wrong to fire her without cause, it is company policy that a manager can request a transfer of an assistant and hire a new one. I always felt there was no love lost between the two of them. “Well, Betty, I am sure Barbara, in her position, had a reason to leave the office, just let her know I stopped by.” That should put her in her place. “Oh, and Mr. Cara, congratulations on your promotion” Betty spit out, though I did not believe a word of her sentiment. So, the news had already started to circulate around the office. I just hope the staff did not start treating me like I was on a pedestal... I like my interaction with them as it stood. At that, a thought crossed my mind... I thanked Betty for her comment and hurried down to catch the old man, before he left for the day. Sally gestured for me to go right in. "Jeff, I want to do something special for the staff when we announce your retirement. Some sort of honor for you, and to help them get used to my being promoted” “ALEX, I think that would be nice, what do you propose?” "Look, it is coming up on a three day weekend, everyone has kicked ass this last six months with all the new business and product launches on the food side, and the incorporation of the Travel & Resort business- by the way Jeff, you were right on target with that- so what I would like to do is close the office early today and shut it down completely tomorrow to give everyone a five day weekend.” Jeff, looked at me like I was crazy at first, then tossed his hand my way and said, “You’re the boss”.

Back down to my office I quickly composed an email to the entire staff of all of our offices explaining this bonus time off. Of course, I emphasized that all work must be current before anyone should leave today. Now all I had to do was wait for Jeff to have Sally send out the word on his retirement. About 3 minutes later, I was stunned to hear applause from outside in the hall. I stood up and walked to my door to see many of the staff leaving their offices and heading my way while clapping. I have to tell you, I was never so touched. I walked back into my office and hit the send button on my email to them and then called Walter from Harris Advertising and reminded him of our lunch at the Palm, and told him to clear his calendar for the afternoon.

As I left, after signing some papers for Jean, I got in the elevator, thankfully alone for a few minutes, and rode it to street level. My car would remain in the garage, I wanted to walk. Down the block to the Peachtree Center I went. I decided that a new suit was in order for the weekend. After some searching and sampling, I bought a dark blue suit with pale blue tiny pinstripes, a new light blue oxford button down, and a new tie. This one from the Jerry Garcia collection... with a splattering of yellows and blues and reds. Another strike against conservatism!

Then out to the sidewalk, I looked at my watch and saw it was about noon. Some time to take it easy, I decided to jump in a cap and get to the Palm early.

There are about 9 Palm’s across the country. The original two are located across the street from each other in Manhattan. The Palm and the Palm Two (affectionately called The Deuce). Both of these restaurants walls were covered in small portraits that ranged in age from a year old to 20-25 years old, and included sports figures, movie stars and regular folk (yup that’s me in the group of crazies, just past the coat room). As a young advertising executive, I had dined in The Deuce at least twice a week for many years. Then when I moved to Boston to join my first corporation, I was thrilled, when they finally opened a Palm in Boston. Not dark and old like the ones in New York, but it still became a second home to me. Very soon after that, my portrait hit the wall in Boston. Then when I moved to Atlanta, I was thrilled to make my home in my third Palm. As a gift, without my knowing it, the manager of the Boston Palm, called ahead and even before I had set foot in the Atlanta Palm, my portrait was on the wall. A true trifecta!

When I entered, John the maitre'de greeted me with a huge smile. “John, it is a day to celebrate.” “Then you are now the President, I assume... ALEX, that is wonderful, champagne is on the house.” “OK, John, but first my usual” and I turned to the bar to see that Kate, the day bartender had already placed a full glass of Jack Daniels Single Barrel on the bar. I took her hand and placed a kiss on the back of it. “Kate, when will you run away with me?” “As I have said before, anytime ALEX.” When I take people here for the first time they are sometimes shocked by the informal way I am addressed as everyone else is called Mister and Ms. I insist on this, I am from the streets and will never forget it. Kate is a gorgeous 30 something with long jet-black hair she usually keeps tied back when working. She has a figure that would stop any normal heterosexual man in his tracks, and in fact I have watched with humor as men walk in and practically stumble when they see her. We both laughed, as we did carry a secret. There was one night when I first arrived in Atlanta and knew very few people and my condo in Buckhead contained my TV, my bed and little else. I had been at the bar for a few hours, and was feeling no pain. Kate was getting off for the night and we started chatting. I asked her if she could have a drink with me, but she told me that it was against the rules for her to drink in the bar, even when off duty. Well that said we left together to find a drink somewhere else. We ended up at another restaurant close by and after about three drinks, she was giddy and I was totally drunk. We left arm in arm and without even speaking, I hailed a cab and we both ended up back at my place. When we arrived, she asked if she could call her roommate to let them know she was safe. When she returned to the living room, I had already poured us each a drink. Almost immediately we began to kiss. I was a little taken back by her aggressiveness. She was straddling me almost instantly and our groins were grinding against the others. We began to kiss... deep... wet... hot kisses. Our tongues deep into each other throats. My hands began to unbutton her blouse and when it was open, I unsnapped the front catch on her bra and her large, round breasts were in my hands. I pulled her in close and took one of the in my mouth. My tongue sweeping back and forth across her hard erect nipple. I began to suck and heard her say HARDER... suck on it hard. And I obeyed. I sucked on the nipple as hard as I could and then I bit down on it... not a nibble, but a bite. And at that moment, I heard Kate scream and her body shuttered. She looked at me and said, “Well that’s the first one, now let’s see how many more we can both have.” At that she jumped up and headed for the bedroom. My condo is a triplex, with the living room, a den and a small bedroom on the first floor. The second floor is dominated by the kitchen, which I made sure had all the latest gadgets, and also has the dining room. The top floor is the master suite and a second bedroom. Why three bedrooms, well I have family and I like to have them around... but not at a time like this! I rose from the floor and followed Kate up the stairs. As I went, I found her blouse, bra, pants, and panties in that order up the stairs. As I entered the bedroom, she was on the bed, laying on her back with one hand at her clit... stroking herself. I have had an active sex life, so many things do not amaze me, and it had been a while since I had been with a woman, even just for sex. And it had been even longer since I had a relationship... ever since... now is not the time. I stood there and watched as Kate stroked her clit. There was a sheen of moisture all around her pink insides. Her outer lips were spread wide open and her inner lips were being stroked along with the clit. She was pulling on her clit and then she would make circles around the edge. I undressed; tossing clothes anywhere and moved toward the bed. I laid down on the bed between her legs and began to lick each ankle. First the right, and then the left. Slowly I kissed my way up her legs, alternating as I went. As I reached her knees, I lifted her right leg and turned my head so that I could lick the back of it. She squealed with delight at this, and I then did the same to her left. Then I continued moving up her inner thighs. My tongue, sliding out of my mouth, gently sliding over her skin. Her legs slid over my shoulders as I went and very soon, I had a close up view of her fingers toying, stroking, pulling and circling her clit. Her clit was large. As I said, I am no stranger to sex and have seen many clits, and hers’ was large. It stuck out from the hood and was very hard and erect. I took my hands and moved her fingers away and then spread her outer and inner lips wide. I then slid my finer to the underside of her clit and supported the bottom as I wrapped my lips around the base of it. I began sucking immediately. As I sucked, my tongue began to slide back and forth over the top edge of her clit. The bottom of my tongue doing most of the work. At the same time I lifted my body to slide my hand under my chin and then inserted three fingers into her wetness. She tightened around them immediately and I smiled. A good set of vaginal muscles is sometimes hard to find. I slid my fingers around slowly until I found her g-spot. I love to tease at this point and extend the orgasm if possible. As I sucked and licked her clit I began to slowly tap on her g-spot. She began to grind into my mouth and her legs tightened around my head. Her hands found the back of my head and she pulled me in even tighter, deeper. I started tapping faster and through my earplugs of her thighs I could hear Kate moaning. It sounded loud with her thighs over her ears, so I could only imagine how loud she really was.

Then, her legs tightened so much around my head I thought I might suffocate and her hips began to buck up and down. It was all I could do to hold on, but I sucked harder and even ran my teeth lightly over the top of her clit and tapped her g-spot faster and before I knew it- my mouth was covered by streams of cum. There was only one other woman I had ever been with that shot cum like a man, but Kate was doing it now. This always made me hotter and I slid up between her legs leaned over to the drawer of my night table and slid on a condom. So as not to break the mood as I did this- I bit on her left nipple... it worked in the living room and it worked here. Then with no effort at all entered her. He legs went over my back and locked behind me and we started pumping. Hard and fast, the tip of my cock moving from her cervix to the inner lips and then back in again. The room was permeated by the scent of passion, our bodies covered in sheets of sweat and the sounds of two wild animals filled our ears. For a second, I wondered what my new neighbors could hear, but then was swallowed back up by the passion at hand. I reached behind her and as she rose to meet my next thrust I slapped out hard against her thigh. She screamed out YES and I repeated the slap, only this time on the other thigh. Two more strokes in and out and two more slaps and I felt my cock covered by another hot stream of cum from Kate and with that, I hardened one last time and began to pulsate streams of cum into my condom. We collapsed on the bed together and after a moment, she rose, and walked into the bathroom. When she exited, she came over to the bed kissed me on the lips and said, “ALEX, anytime, anywhere, but please let’s never talk of this at the restaurant...” “OK, I said you have a deal.” And we never discussed it at her job, but we have had many more encounters over the years. No real feelings, other than friendship, but hot sex.

My reminiscing was interrupted by Walter Harris, the president of Harris Advertising slapping me on the back and in his thick Georgia accent announcing to the world, “So, boy, I’a hea yall is now the head muckity muck and i’a have to kiss yur ass!” We shook hands and laughed. Harris was the first agency I brought into the company upon my arrival, replacing an agency that was sending our share of the children’s breakfast cereal market south faster than “shit through a goose” as Walter would say. I motioned to Kate, who, as usual had already poured us both a drink and was heading our way down the bar. “So, darlin’, how’d yall like to have sum fun wit a real man?” Walter said. Kate blushed slightly (she was used to these type of comments, and by playing along, increased the cash in her tip jar) and began to speak, when I turned around and said “Walter, this one is mine, you go find your own filly.” Walter laughed out loud and said, “ Well then, a visit to the GOLD CLUB may just be in order MISTER PRESIDEN.” I hid my face slightly. I had nothing against the Gold Club, or other gentleman’s clubs. Truth is, I like them, but I don’t need the entire population of the Palm knowing it too.

Seeing my embarrassment, John slid over and led us to my special table, which happens to be in the back of the room, away from the busier sections of the restaurant. I do not need to sit in the middle of the restaurant to be seen, I can get more business done back here and it is more discrete. I could see it was going to be a long afternoon with Walter- right up to my 4 PM appointment, I reminded myself, when our waiter Fitz showed up with two more drinks (I had hardly touched the one at the table) and a bottle of Dom, informing us, it was on the management...

Chapter Six

Exiting the whirlpool it was all I could do to gather my wits...I put my clothes on with a heavy heart...not only was I drained physically but emotionally...it would be all I could do to get through the next few hours of pampering....

Chloe never reentered the room.... instead Rochelle did.... guiding me to the manicure area.... as my nails were done on both my hands and feet.... I just simply relaxed...trying so hard to put the recent events out of my mind...trying not to relive the past morning...

Slap slap slap...brought me back to my senses...the facial was certainly serving it's purpose.... not only did it bring me back to my senses.... but woke me from the wine induced haze...

As I had Rochelle call a cab.... the car repair dealership would just have to wait until the next day...the energy it would take me had been sucked from my body...on exiting Irene's ...I did not see her...which was very uncustomary...but was attended to by Rochelle...just as I was leaving to get into the cab ...Rochelle handed me a note...upon entering the cab.... and feeling its safety...slowly I opened the beautiful envelope that had been addressed in only Irene's distinctive handwriting:

My sweet Barbara,

I hope you found your morning delicious...It was special ordered for you by a mutual friend of

Ours...the note that came with the requests...simply

Said..."Give her anything her heart desires..."

I hope Your Heart Is Full,

Irene

Tears came pouring from my eyes...it was all I could do to exit the cab...clutching my note...and enter my apartment...Carlton opening the door for me...asked if he should walk me up.... Smiling weakly.... I said I would be fine...Opening the door...to my apartment.... I simply threw myself on the bed...the exhaustion of the day.... overwhelmed me as I drifted off to sleep...

Looking down at my watch, asking my eyes to focus for a moment, I realize it is moving on 4 PM. My appointment for hair and nails is in a half hour. I grab my cell phone and hit speed dial. “Rocco, ALEX, listen, did Jean call. OK, so I am set for tomorrow. OK after getting me, the driver will make one other stop... Yes, Rocco, a lady. Then to the airport with a pickup Monday evening, and two stops. Great, now listen, my car is at the garage at work, I will call them. I need a driver to take it back to my place. Also, I need a car at the Palm in about 15 minutes, to take me to one stop, wait and then take me to the office, wait and then home. I know it is short notice Rocco. Super, I will make it up to you... yes, and to the driver... gee... what do you think I am... yeah... you too pizano...ciao”

“Andrew, it has been great, and no, sorry no time for the Gold Club today, but I promise... soon, and this one is on me”, I said as I reached for the check.

The car was there 10 minutes later (Rocco always had at least one car standing by for us). It was Jerry, who has driven me many times and has always been very discreet with what has happened in the back seat. Well he should be with the tips I give him!

It was only a five-minute drive to David’s, but I took the time to close my eyes, consider the new responsibilities that would be on my plate within two weeks, including the ouster of Bill as soon as possible. I also thought of Barbara and our weekend in New York. The time together will be special, and the sex... well there was no question that the sex should be mind-blowing. Exiting the car, I readjusted my crotch, which had begun to respond to my thought s of the weekend. Entering David’s, I was greeted by Celine, his receptionist. David ran a small business and that is the way he wanted it. Beside himself, he had two other stylists and then Lana, who did manicures and pedicures. They only serviced men here. David being a fan of men more than women, but he never pushed himself on his clients. Celine led me to the changing room, and I slipped off my jacket and shirt and donned a brown robe. Then I was led to get my hair washed. Stephanie is about 22 years old and has one of the largest chests I have ever seen on a woman (at least without augmentation). As she washed my hair her breasts were always right in my face. I always believed this was her way of gaining better tips, and at least with me, it succeeded. Today she was especially frisky and more than once her breasts rubbed full across my mouth. I once told David that if she worked topless he would have to bar the door he would be so popular. His response was to just tell me... a breast is a breast. After my hair was washed, I was led to David’s’ private area. He was waiting with Lana and as I sat in the chair we all exchanged greetings. I told David not to cut too much length, but to just clean it up. As usual he lisped “Gosh ALEX, are you still living in the seventies or what... when are you going to make you look beautiful... well more beautiful you sweet man”. Coming from David this always cracked me up, as his hair was down below his waist. I once asked him how he could give me crap about the length of my hair compared to his and he just smiled and said... “Now, if you decide to become a catcher instead of a pitcher you can grow your hair.”

Lana began to work on my nails. She is also very well endowed; David should be a heterosexual with all these women around. As David cut and Lana manicured we all chatted about this and that. Then David suddenly said, “ALEX, dear, I’ll be right back, but Lana will finish you off.” He left the room and Lana began to give my hand a massage. This is the best part of a manicure as far as I am concerned and I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. After a few minutes I felt a hand on my inner thigh and opened my eyes. Lana was staring at me and said “Ah, ALEX, I have always noticed a nice package, and I just wanted to find out if it was as real as I imagine. Please don’t be upset, I told David to leave, and you know him, anyone with a chance for sex is wonderful.” Smiling I just leaned my head back and closed my eyes again. With my head full of Jack Daniels and Champagne and after the 18 oz Filet, I was almost totally satisfied, so I figured why not be completely satisfied. Lana’s hands both began to rub my inner thighs and I felt them fumble for my belt, and then my zipper. I sat up slightly to allow her to pull my slacks down. Her hands then began to rub my cock through my underwear and it responded in kind. Then the underwear was down by my pants and my erect, hard thick cock was between her hands, which she had covered in lotion. It felt incredible and I was totally satisfied with a hand job, but then I felt her lips around my cock and she swallowed me in one quick move. Stroking my balls and sliding her lips and throat up and down my cock was an incredible feeling and soon I felt the power coming from down below and I emptied myself into her mouth. I then opened my eyes and was shocked to see that David and Lana standing there... both of them with wicked smiles on their faces. They could read my eyes and David spoke “Well, we’ll never tell and you’ll never know will you... by the way this session was on the house.” Figuring, I could do nothing about it that day, I put my jockeys and pants back on and before leaving the room, grabbed Lana and placed a deep kiss on her lips and stuck my tongue in her mouth. As I walked out I wondered, did she taste salty or not...

Jumping in the car, I grabbed my cell phone and called the office. The operator was still on duty and I asked for my extension and checked for messages. Bill, oh man he is so close to the unemployment line, was calling to tell me that he was going to be taking a trip to visit all of our manufacturing facilities and our vendors and would be gone for about two weeks. Trying to put some cash together for a rainy day I suppose. OK, let him go... and when he returns... I also considered a well-placed call to one of his vendors, who, unbeknown to him, was an old college friend of mine. I could ask George if he had any suspicions about his salesman and Bills’ relationship.

That was the only call, and once again closed my eyes. I started thinking about what had happened at David’s’ and finally decided to just chalk it up to experience.

Then I placed a call to Barbara’s to give her the details of our weekend and when she should be ready tomorrow.... Before the phone rang, I hit the end button and quickly placed a call to Peachtree Florist and ordered a dozen tulips of various colors to be delivered to her house with a note saying be ready at 3 PM tomorrow. I had the sign it “affectionately yours” as I was not going to push this yet.

The car was puling up to my condo at that point and as I made my way to the door I made a mental note to call the Sugarbaker Designers and get them started on decorating this place. It was time I had somewhere to entertain.......... I entered the condo, changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and flopped onto the bed and turned on ESPN which was showing some college basketball... soon I was asleep and dreaming of a combination of Lana, David, Barbara and Kate... it was a wild dream and when I woke in the morning I noticed a wet spot on my sheets... well well well... even at my age... a wet dream... Today was going to be the start of a very special weekend and I headed into the bathroom to start my preparations...

Chapter Seven

I thought I heard the phone ring.... only once...but I too tired to move...I let it go.... then there it went again.... it was Carlton, the door man.... I had a delivery...could he send them up.... I said yes.... going to the bathroom...I ran a comb through my hair...as I was finishing up ...the doorbell rang...I couldn't imagine who or what the delivery was...but after the "present" this morning...I couldn't imagine what else I would be receiving...

As I opened the door.... never had I anticipated such a beautiful bouquet...and tulips.... they were in every color one could imagine...and a few you couldn't...the delivery girls just stood there...as I gapped, ooo'ed and awed...as she cracked her gum.... I realized she only wanted a place to put them down.... leading her into my living room I had her place them on the end table.... as I reached for my bag to tip her.... she turned and said I could.... but it had been already taken care of...shocked.... I then thanked her and still handed her a few dollars...she looked surprised ...stating again...that her tip had been taken care of...okay...I was thinking just leave...so I can read the card...........

Closing the door behind her...I hurried back to flowers...the note simply read:

Barbara,

Be ready at 3pm tomorrow...

Affectionately Yours,

ALEX

I flipped the card over.... as if to see if their was more on the back...this just couldn't be all he had to say...but the gesture...was more than any words could ever say...how thoughtful...obviously she had been on his mind...and tulips.... how could he have ever known...they were truly her favorite of all flowers...laughing at herself...remembering the time...she had even attempted to grow them herself from bulbs...on her balcony.... what a catastrophe.... it was after one of those long lonely weekends of watching the home improvement channels.....thinking if they can do .....So can I.... went out and bought the supplies.... window boxes.... soil.... digging instrument...fertilizer...growth sticks... I did everything as I should have...and everyday...eagerly walked out onto the balcony to see the progress of my new "babies".... well my new babies.... were creating a mess...when I watered them.... the base of the box would leak...and my impecable balcony was starting to look like a war zone.... and nothing was coming up...discouraged and writing it off to a black thumb ...I gave the whole kit and kabootal to Ron and David her next door neighbors...David with his lispsed had come over grabbing them from me....talking to them about something like me being a bad mommy.....and how he would take care of them.....Ron looking over David's shoulder merely rolled his eyes in my direction...Ron and David had been together for years...and whatever David wanted ....David got.....

He was right however.... not two weeks later they had started to burst through the soil into...some magnificent flowers.... David would never cut them...but occasionally during the warmer months on Sunday would invite me over to have breakfast with Ron and him on the balcony of course...so I could appreciate his handy work...I often gawked at their relationship...they had been together for years.... David owned his own business.... downtown.... something to do with Men's Grooming.... a shop a lot like Irene’s except exclusively for men...(I never asked.... but had a feeling David would wander...if given half a chance)...Ron on the other had ...was the foundation of the relationship...always there...always...making sure things went smoothly.... with David's personality this was a necessity...everything had to be so..................

Snapping back to reality.... I stared at the flowers...how thoughtful.... should I call.... and say thank you.... or would that break the spell................

Re reading the card.... I suddenly shuttered.... what if it was him that had sent her the "massage" this morning...no..... it couldn't be...how would he know I went to Irene's...I know I do leave my day planner at work...no....no ...way he wasn't the type to go through others personal effects...but.... he also wasn't the type to be above letting someone else do it.... Remembering how he had set up Bill in Chicago approximately 2 months before.... I remembered hearing how...an old colleague had overpriced an inventory...and the difference of the profit would have been put in a separate account to be split at a later date.... I wasn't sure it was true.... but as the blocks would fall she would find out in the next few weeks.... I had heard Bill had gone for it...so.... was this another set up she thought...was he testing me to see...what I was made of? No. I didn't feel like that when I was with him...I felt safe.... I always had the feeling about this man.... you may not like where you are standing...at the time...but he would always let you know if it was tall enough or not.... holding back no punches.... this was a trait...a trait I had learned myself from an early age.........

God.... why was my mind wandering like this today...I think the confusion of the past couple of days...thinking of all the plans I had for the day.... and having gotten nothing accomplished... as I headed for the phone...thinking thank God this is Atlanta...the city that never sleeps.... and at once I called all my favorite shops...ordering all the things...I must have to have for the next three days...hanging up the phone after the umpteen call.... exhausted.... God Barbara I said out loud.... what would you have done if you would have actually had to go to them...you would be dead.... no actually I would have burned off some of that excess energy I was beginning to feel mount.... it had started when I was on the phone ...earlier...the anticipation...the nervousness...stripping off my clothes and putting on my favorite Lizport tee and shorts.... headed for the "dread mill" as I called it.... putting my headphones on...I started walking............

Climbing out of the shower, I begin to think about what Barbara must be doing at that moment. Only another seven hours and I would be picking her up for our weekend. Thinking of her and the time we had together earlier in the week and what our weekend would be like caused me to become aroused. I had no time for that now. I still had to pack, and also make a quick trip to the office. I knew very few people would be there, but I needed to attend to a few last minute details.

Throwing on a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans, I made my way to the street and hailed a cab. As I rode to the office, I once again thought of Barbara and wondered exactly what she could have done with her time yesterday. I had wanted to know, but her assistant Betty had told me she was clueless regarding her bosses whereabouts.

I also wondered what she had thought about the tulips. Who knew if she even liked tulips?

Then I began to think of the flight to New York, and wondered if I would know the flight crew. With all of my travel, and my attempts to keep most of my flights on US Airways, I had gotten to know so many of the different crewmembers. What if Veronica was on this flight...? I know she would not put me in a bad position, but would it be awkward? Veronica and I had become very friendly because of my constant travel schedule. Her route for a long time was the Atlanta-Charlotte-Seattle route, and during our negotiations to purchase the Travel Resort business, I was traveling that route constantly for a while, as that is the home base for that business. One of those flights was special in it's own right. It was a redeye back from Seattle one Friday evening, and Veronica was handling the first class cabin. The first class was not very busy that evening and after dinner was served; she and I sat together for about an hour or so, just chatting. She had just ended a long-term relationship and I was finally in the position to move on from my horrible experience (don't go there now, ALEX). At one point, she had to get up to take care of some housekeeping in the galley, and as I watched her walk away, the incredible calves and legs that traveled up under her uniform struck me. Looking around the cabin, I realized the other three people were fast asleep, so grinning slightly; I made my way into the galley under the pretense of wanting another cocktail. There we stood, very close and I could smell her scent. We began to giggle over something one of us said and our eyes locked in on the others. Before we knew it, our arms were around each other and we were into a seriously deep kiss. She whispered to me that she could lose her job if someone saw us and then peeked into the cabin to assure her that no one was awake. She then secured the curtain around the galley and hiked up her dress to reveal a pair of shocking red garters, and a pair of crotch less panties. Taking her around the waist, I lifted her to the counter and then undid my pants. My hands began to unbutton her blouse, but she asked me not to, as that would take too long to fix, if someone came. SO I just moved in and slid my rock hard cock into her waiting wetness. The thrill of fucking in such a public place made us both incredibly aroused and we both came quickly. As we fixed ourselves up, we made a pact to meet so that we could really experience each other. On my next flight to Seattle, which Veronica was on, she stayed with me at my hotel and the night went on until morning. At that, I as at my office, and as I entered, the guard wished me congratulations on my new success. I was curious how he had found out, and he pointed to the business section of the Atlanta Constitution/Journal where the story was written for the whole world to see. I was amazed at how this information had gotten out, but a smile crossed my face as I entered the elevator.

When I got up to the office, I was pleased to see that our temp-receptionist Edna was on the job and taking all the calls for all of those who had taken my offer of a 5-day holiday weekend to heart. I made a mental note to make sure Edna received triple her pay for that day. Walking down the hall, my heart skipped a beat as I noticed the light on in Barbara's office. Had she come in, could I possibly see her? I peeked into the door only to see Ellen, looking through Barbara's day-planner. I was curious about that, but did not want to seem too overly concerned. So I just coughed to let her know someone was in the hall. She looked up, and seeing me, showed some guilt on her face for a second, and then it was gone. "Ah, ALEX, hi, I just was trying to set up an appointment for next week and wanted to see if Barb would be available. I am leaving now for the weekend. Thanks for the time, everyone was so happy... and once again, congratulations” I thanked her and headed to my office, where I took care of my paperwork and then headed home to pack.

I arrived home about noon and put 3 suits, three oxford button-downs, and three pairs of cufflinks, underwear, socks and toiletries into my bag. I normally sleep in the nude, but I also added the satin dressing gown I had bought in Japan two years ago, figuring I needed to be a little classy this weekend. I also made a call up to Big Apple Limo to arrange a limo to be at our beck and call for the entire weekend. I then changed into a pair of beige Dockers, a pink oxford shirt, tie and loafers, no socks, for the trip up north.

Then, I sat down, poured myself a Jack and sipped it while waiting for the car.

It arrived at exactly 2:30 and we then headed over to Barbara's apartment. Every second we got closer, my heart eat a little louder. We pulled up to the curb and I told Jerry to wait and approached the doorman to her building to announce myself...

Chapter Eight

It was all I could do to climb out of bed this morning...even with my excitement of the trip...I think I over did it on the treadmill.... and if that wasn't enough...I stayed up and packed....

The entire time reliving...the events of the week and worrying about the events of the next few days...The more I thought about this.... the less I thought I was doing the correct thing...ALEX was everything she could possibly want in a man...brains...looks...money...compassion.... passion...BUT he is my boss...and I have a very strict rule.... self imposed...but always adhered to...she never slept with anyone from the office...my mind wrestled with the thought.... knowing that I had already slept with him....which made the need to sleep with him. Again.... even greater... She had heard the stories about him...before she even met him...the old man had even warned her after giving her the news of her engagement with the company...he had a twinkle in his eye.... of coarse.... but none the less...he had told me not to wear the skirts too high or tight...........that it would be hard enough to prove myself...without the likes of his number one bad boy catching a sniff of me.... although he did mention that Alex never had ever did anything but help the advancement of the women he was involved with....they were many and didn't have a habit of staying around long....with that he had ushered everyone in the office............and I met him.....now I know why the old man warned me.........he was everything and more.....I wanted to dislike him.....but who could? He walked over to me immediately.... already knowing why I was there (obviously he and the old man were close...I would have to remember that I thought to myself) and extended his hand...I felt...the electricity then...perhaps he didn't feel it.... but I had.... and now three years later...I would be one of the many women in Alex's life.... I didn't know how I felt about that...I always thought of myself...as being special.................

Wandering in the kitchen...I made myself a cup of French Vanilla coffee.... it tastes so delicious going down...as I sat on the sofa...my robe opened.... looking down at myself...I was suddenly terrified...what if the whole weekend turned out to be a disaster.... what if It could affect my position in the company...the very position I had worked 3 long, hard years for...

The long hard part I shouldn't have thought of...my mind then went to my lust...and I remember the encounter we had already had...and my pour little mount throbbed...it said think with me.... instead of your head for once.............

I turned to the grandfather clock to see the time...it was only 10:30...I had more than enough time to jump in the bath...and get ready...I didn't want to rush things today.... this was still my vacation.... and if I was going to literally "blow" my career.... then I was going to have a damned good time doing it!...........

Finishing my cup of coffee...I went and poured myself another cup...along with it I put a little whiskey (which David had brought over once...when I was sick.... he would give me lemon and whiskey.... and although I hated whiskey...it had cured my ills).... thinking how David religiously believed it could cure anything.... maybe it could get rid of that feeling that was in the pit of my stomach...........

Lazily I walked to the bathroom and started my bath...moving to the cabinet ...I opened it up and inspected all the colorful bottles of toiletries I possessed...and some wonderful ones I did.... and the bottles where all exquisite.........the colors danced off of the light being put out by the heat lamp.... and they all looked so sensuous ... the light danced off of their shapes as if to say.... pick me today...pick me...

Reaching in I picked the Liz Claiborne...eternal love...bath oil/foam.... with the soap and sponge to match...placing just a few

Drops in the water...the mountain of bubbles began.... I giggled feeling like a little child again...the aroma was wonderful.... clean and fresh it smelled of baby powder.... a smell that I would more than welcome on my body.... I had never been into heavy smells and found this to be my most stimulating fragrance...........

Taking another sip of coffee.... I decided to refill before languishing myself in the tub...

Stepping into the water.... I did so slowly...the tub looking so inviting.... was a lovers dream...it was an oversize jet stream...it was state of the art.... I know...I had to pay extra at lease signing.... but it had proved to be my best friend on many a night of over-workouts.... and no dates...

As I stepped in the tub ...it was nearly finished filling.... I took the hand remote and accessed some water as it trickled from its head...I let the water run down my neck ...it felt good.... my feet warm.... and the small amount running down...made my body burn...my nipple became erect and for good measure...I put the water in their line of "fire" ...one by one...they began to ache...as I let the water move to my stomach...

I decided the hand remote would prove helpful in rinsing off...

Slowly I lowered myself in the tub...letting the bubbles and water suck me up...I felt like all the nerve endings in my body had just become alive.... I merely lay there for a several minutes.... feeling the deliciousness...of being just ravished...the water being my capture....

As I started to bath...I lifted my leg...starting at my toes and working my way up...slowly taking the sponge...I ran it over and over my little toes ...although a little sensitive to touch...they looked exquisite in their new mauve color...

Inching my way up to my upper thighs.... and then lower stomach...I missed my most private region intentionally wanting to save this til last...for obvious reasons...I ran the sponge up my stomach to my breast...who adoring the heat of the water...had relaxed.... but with the touch of the sponge.... became responsive immediately.... they were so bad...not an ounce of pride they had.... always looking for attention...soaping up the sponge I bathed them repeatedly ...the more I did this...the more heated my feminine region became.....as I stroked my nipples with my hand now.....my clitoris grew....and began throbbing....throbbing.....pulling on my buds.....my breathing quicken....and my back began to arch............I desperately needed to come...

As I stimulated my breast more...my face was became so flushed.... and my mount could no longer stand the lack of attention...with my foot I hit the water release button...the water began slowly draining from the tub...as I turned on the hand remote...jet spray...I stragetically placed the nozzle between my legs and let the water...hit my clit with light force...moving it slowly with a circular motion...and although this was very stimulating.... my body wanted more immediate action...turning on the water a little harder...now....oh yes....this was going to work....with my other hands I continued to stroke my nipples...which at this point were near the stages of bursting....god how I wished I had Alexs strong firm mouth was suckling them...... replacing the water with the coolness of his mouth......harder I turned the water......in my mind...I could feel his tongue...lapping at me....demanding my orgasm....I felt him grap my clit in his teeth and roll it with his tongue.....pressing harder and harder..........twicking my breast.....harder....the fantasy becoming more real..........I came.....and came...........moaning outwardly as I did...........the extacy hard to explain.....the throbbing and contractions of my uterus...uncontrollable.....slipping my foot back unto the water release...I laid in what water was left....for countless minutes........slowly...I raised my self discharging the rest of the water....I began to bathe.............

Exiting the tub...I looked down at my watch.... just enough time to finish dressing and applying my makeup...what a day already.... with a new glow.... at that moment I felt refreshed and ready to take on the world!

Throwing on a pair of jeans and pullover ...It was now 12 pm as I headed out the door to the office...I just had to check in and make sure everything was well...

Checking in....I saw no one...the place looked like a ghost ship.... I had worked many a Sunday.... by myself...so the look didn't shock me...the stillness of it.... was in some ways comforting...there was a stand-in receptionist at the front desk.... who merely bobbed her head when I walked by...poor girl.... I would hate to be the one having to work today...I hope the Agency she was being employed through...realized the importance of having people you could call for holidays...and somehow where going to make it worth her while...

As I entered my office...I smelled something.... trying to put a person to the smell.... I spotted something on my desk ...it was a copy of the Atlanta Constitution/Journal...turned to the first page of the business section.... and what did my wondrous eyes see...a large picture of ALEX shaking the old man's hand.... with Bold Headlines...........my god I would traveling with a celebrity.... the thought put more butterflies in an already...queasy stomach...people would notice him...and I assure you they will.... Atlanta, as big as it was.... was still small town when it came to who made what big...and ALEX was now...Big...

Attached to the paper in the upper right hand on a post it note was a few lines scribbled by Ellen they merely read:

Look directly behind the "Head" honcho...

Who do you see...? And hey...I went through your day

planner and penciled in an appointment

for us...have a great weekend

Where were you going again?

call me...Ellen

I had to squint to see me...but sure enough...you could make out myself and Jim...we were probably in the mist of planning our attack on Bill...smiling I put the paper in my briefcase.... and started to go through some unopened mail.... when I stopped myself.... there was nothing new to see and nothing that had Urgent or ASAP stamped on it.... let it go...and so I did...checking to see if everything was orderly.... I turned the light off and closed the door....

Walking down the hallway.... the receptionist spoke...except for you and Mr. Alex.... I haven't seen a soul today...oh...I said ...Mr. Alexander had been by ...I inquired.... and what time was that...you just missed him hon....he couldn't have left 1/2 hour before you got here...

Smiling I left...wondering if he had looked for me...well regardless.... in about 2 hours he was going to find me...if he was looking or not...

I went home to change...the excitement building...................

As the cab was heading down Lincoln Avenue.... I begged the driver to stop...thank God we had passed this way...he double parked and muttered something at me.... as I ran into Jacob’s...

Justine greeted me with a smile...noting my haste...she said ...it's ready...I went ahead and took the liberty of wrapping it for you Barbara...I hope you don't mind.........God what a saint I thought to myself...as I handed her a more than adequate tip.... looking down...she beamed even more....

Placing my little package in my handbag.... wishing her a wonderful weekend...I retreated to the door and my cab...

Looking down at my watch...it was now...1:45.... by the time I would get home it would be 2:00...that would give me just enough time to get dressed...

Entering the doorway of my apartment...Carlton.... smiled and winked.... looking splendid today Ms. Barbara...what's the occasion? Winking back...I said just waiting for you to marry me Carlton...when are you going to leave that wife of yours... Opening the door...he said.anyday now.... anyday...

We both laughed as I headed for the elevator...

As the elevator slowly made it's way up to the 7th floor.... I could feel the excitement building...thank god I had laid everything out before hand.... so that in my nervous excitement I wouldn't forget something by accident...

Entering the apartment the first thing I noticed...were the beautiful tulips, that were in a B line vision range.... they really accented the room with all their gorgeous colors...I went over and touched their petals.... bending down and smelling them...I thought...I could fall for this guy!

Entering the bedroom...I reviewed the clothes I had decided upon...a very nice traveling suit...it is a rust colored tweed...with an a-line skirt...the skirt like the one worn the previous day had been tailored specifically shorter.... I loved traveling in this suit.... it was always an eye-catcher...simple yet it screamed of good taste and money...never had I ever had to worry about carrying a bag or traveling case past the front door.... if a door man was to no avail there was always some knight in shining armor willing to "help" me...

Well...I had better start.... throwing off my sweater and jeans I began...

My skin felt soft and smooth from the bathe and lotions I had applied afterwards...I noticed how healthy and shiny it looked as I put on my garter belt...then the stockings...one by one...normally I would have worn thigh highs...but this was a special occasion...and why not go all the way.... and I especially loved it when I sat down...if I squirmed just enough in positioning myself in the chair...I could make my skirt ride high enough that just the top of the garter peeked through.... and if who ever it was I was trying to attract didn't notice.....I would fiend being embarrassed and make an effort to pull down my skirt....slowly enough that they could catch a glimpse.....today I close the white garter...it like the matching bra and panties had beautiful white antique lace with small beads hand sewn into the fabric.......it was simply an exquisite set......I had bought it years before...and never had the occasion of wearing it for anyone other than myself.......well....today I would be given the opportunity of seeing what ALEX would think of it........

I then put my bra and panties on.... not in the habit of wearing panties I had chosen the thong ones...there were two set of panties in this particular set of undies...). As I turned to review myself in front of the mirror...I smiled and thought.... not bad.... not bad at all...

My excitement was really being to build and I felt so relieved that I had taken the time out to pleasure myself this morning.... or I probably would want to rape ALEX in the cab on the way to the airport...

I then put on my rust heels.... they were 3 inches high...with a slight tan edging to them.... casual but sensuous...I turned again to check the look.... too bad I couldn't have gone like this...I giggled as I reached for my blouse...it was simple.... white...buttoned...not buttoning the first three.... you could get a good glimpse of my beautiful underwear!

The skirt came on next...the look was wonderful...with the excitement the clothes...I looked wonderful...which made me feel even more sexy...as I was reaching for my jacket...........I heard the bell ring...........

God was it that time already?

Walking up to the doorman, I introduced myself, and he responded he "knew who I was". I assumed he meant that Barbara had told him I would be coming, until I saw the copy of the Journal/Constitution sitting on his stool and then I was not sure. I asked for Barbara's apartment number and he told me I must be announced. I tried to explain that I wanted to surprise her, but even a twenty could not convince him. I really wanted to see her apartment. As I mentioned, mine is still not decorated. I have only just moved into it after a few years of renting, and I was curious to see her taste and maybe ask her to suggest another decorator besides the Sugarbakers, who I understand are great, but I believe in always shopping around....

He turned and disappeared into the building. Frustrated, I moved back to the limo and leaned against the side of it.

In about four minutes I saw him coming off the elevator through the doors and then I saw she was following him. As they came through the door, I approached, figuring I would take her bags from him, but Jerry was quick and he jumped in front and grabbed them and proceeded to put them in the trunk of the limo. Barbara came through the door wearing a rust-colored tweed suit with a short skirt. She looked incredible and as I looked at the shoes and my eyes traced her legs, I wondered if there was panties on underneath, or was she free like the other day. Well, I would know soon enough.

I approached and said hi and told her how beautiful she looked and then placed a kiss on her cheek. I think she was surprised that I had not kissed her on the lips, but I figured we should be a little cautious standing on the street, in front of her apartment. We had to remember that we still worked together and with my picture in the paper... damn our Public Relations Department....

I stepped aside and held the door for her. As I did, I caught Jerry’s eye, which said to me... nice catch.... I just smiled and climbed into the back. There was a bottle of Dom on ice and two glasses, and I leaned over and hit the button to raise the privacy panel. As it rose, Jerry looked into the rear view mirror and winked at me. I smiled again, as I began to think, that maybe sometimes I let myself be too friendly with the service people I use. Once the panel was in place, I turned to Barbara and said “I have been like a schoolboy the last day and a half, looking forward to this. I don’t know what is about you, but I have never been this nervous before a date.” Then I leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. Our lips met in a light kiss at first and then, our lips parted and our tongues began to dance across each other’s. I put my hands on both sides of her face and pulled her closer. The heat that we were generating was incredible and I had a fleeting thought to take her right here in the limo, but I did not want her to think that sex was the only thing I wanted from her. It wasn’t. Since I had first met Barbara when she joined the company, I was interested in her. I thought back to that first day, and the first time we touched as I introduced myself to her and we shook hands. I don’t know if she felt the spark I had felt, but from that day on, I watched her... the way she did business... the way she moved... the way she spoke and I guess I knew that eventually, I would need to be with this lady.

We broke the kiss and I realized I was breathing heavy and my slacks were tighter than when we started. My eye caught a glint of something, and I looked down to see the top of a pair of garters peeking out beneath her skirt. The quick look told me they were white lace with what looked like small beads sewn into them. This lady knew how to dress for a man, and I smiled. I looked up and she was staring at me staring at her leg and she asked “Do you like them?” “Well, from what I can see, which is not a lot” I said. At that, she slid her skirt up a bit farther to show me more of the garter and my hand went down there and stroked the lace and beadwork. “Oh, yes, these are wonderful...for me?” “Yes, I thought of you as I selected them.” My hand slid up between her legs and I felt the silk panties, which felt like thong and looked into her eyes. “I want this weekend to be one we will always remember, and even though I want you now, I want you to be as comfortable as I am.” I then leaned over, took the two glasses and the bottle of Dom and poured some for both of us. I handed her a glass and we both tapped glasses and sipped the champagne. “So, tell me, what you have been doing since we last saw each other”, I asked. She then told me about going shopping for some “necessities”, going to get her nails manicured... “Nothing exciting” she said... I then described my last day and a half, leaving out my “mystery blowjob”. I felt as if I had received the truncated explanation of her time, but I reminded myself that we were still not a couple. I then took another sip of champagne and almost spilled it all over myself when I felt her hand begin to stroke my genitals. She did not start on my leg; her hand went right to my lap. I took the glass away from my lips and looked at hr. She had the most erotic, twisted, fun-loving grin on her face and she said, “I believe we have some time to kill before we get to the airport.” With that she put down her glass and began to undo my slacks. I placed my glass down and reached fro her panties that came off quickly. I did notice they were damp and that made me even more excited. When my slacks and jockeys were off Barbara straddled me and without any effort, I was inside her. We began to kiss and she began to move up and down on my stiff hard cock. Her insides felt as silky smooth as the other day and I reached between her legs and began to stroke her clit. It was already very hard and was sticking out between her lips. I heard her groan and she started moving faster up and down. My other hand was on her ass... stroking it and sliding between her legs from the back. My finger slid across the pucker of her butt hole and she wiggled her hips side to side, which made me even hotter. The head of my cock was so sensitive and I could feel it running deep inside her to touch her cervix. Then all the way out as she sat up to the outside of her lips. It was getting very hot in the back of the limo... and I could smell the sex filling the car. Faster and faster she moved... up and down... side to side and I broke our kiss to whisper in her ear... I am unprotected...” Barbara looked at me and I could see in her eyes the struggle within her-- then her muscles tightened around me and I could feel her hot wet cum surround my cock... Then she slid off me and went to the floor of the limo and took my cock in her mouth and began to deep throat me. It was an incredible feeling and I exploded within seconds. She lapped up every drop and then staring up at me she said “Well, I think that you should be tested as soon as possible to insure you are safe... you see, I know I am, because I was tested last month for the insurance company at work” I smiled and said... “Well my concern was not with disease, as I was also tested just two weeks ago for the insurance company and I am clean. “ We both giggled and she said “Well then, I am on the pill, so the rest of the weekend should be concerned with satisfying each other as much as possible.” I began to put my clothes back on and she took her thongs and put them in her pocketbook saying “These can only get in the way from here on.”

I took my champagne and took as sip, as she did the same and I noticed we were pulling up to the terminal. Hartsfield Airport in Atlanta is a sprawling complex, which was built with expansion in mind. The main terminal is connected to the Boarding area terminals by an underground rail system which was planned, so that more terminals could be built without effecting air travel. Either the first or second busiest airport in the USA, depending upon who you talk to, it earned its “wings” during the 1996 Olympics when it handled more traffic then anyone thought possible. As we pulled up to the main terminal, Jerry opened the door and took our tickets and then went to grab our bags. We both had to show our ID to the baggage handler and then we were off into the terminal. Jerry took care of the tip, knowing that he would be compensated three-fold when the bill was paid. We both walked into the terminal and I reached for her hand. Barbara looked at me and said “ALEX, I would love to hold your hand right now, but I am not sure it would be smart.” I smiled, knowing she was right and also appreciating her desire to “protect” the both of us. We took the escalator down to the tram and rode to our terminal... We went to the gate and since we had our boarding passes, I suggested a quick drink at the bar across the way. When we sat down, I turned to Barbara and said “I do not want to bring work into this, but we do need to realize this could be dicey if we are discovered... that said, what happened yesterday in no means changes my desire to see where this relationship can go... I have been curious about you since the day we met and I am not just here for the sex... I want you to know that.” She just looked at me hard and I thought... is that a bit of a tear in her eye... but at that moment the first call for boarding was made. We walked over to the gate and walked down the ramp. Half way down, Barbara looked at me and said... “I think we’ll be safe from here on in”, and took my hand. As we boarded, I looked to see if I knew the crew in the cockpit or the cabin, but did not recognize this group. We had seats 1A and B... right at the bulkhead. We sat down, Barbara asked for the window... and the attendant asked if we wanted a drink before takeoff. Barbara asked for some more champagne and I decided upon a Jack Daniel’s... thinking to myself... let’s not get too drunk... too soon.

The flight took off and we spent the entire flight (which seemed like it lasted 10 minutes) talking about her childhood... where she grew up... where she went to school... all things I did not know about her. I was so engrossed in our conversation, and listening to her, I hardly spoke....

The plane landed at LaGuardia Airport in Queens, New York. This airport is just next to where they held the 1962-63 World’s Fair and is located on Jamaica Bay. When you land, you come in over water and for a while it looks like you will land in the water. At the last second, land appears... it can be nerve-racking the first time you land here, and I felt Barbara’s grip on my hand (we did not let go of each other’s hand the entire flight, I realized) tighten for just a second.

We made our way to the baggage area where we met our driver for the weekend... Sal. He led us to the limo outside and then returned to wait for our luggage. In the car was another bottle of Dom, which we both declined. When the luggage was loaded, we headed to the island of Manhattan. As you drive from LaGuardia to New York, on the Grand Central Parkway, you pass the remnants of the Worlds Fair... the large sphere of the earth and the tower, which at one point had a restaurant on the top, but is now abandoned. Then onto the Long Island Expressway, you get your first look at the skyline of New York. No matter how many times you see it- it is still one of the most impressive, and recognizable sights in the world. Through the Midtown Tunnel, you come into Manhattan at about 32nd Street. The car headed for Madison Avenue and then headed uptown. At 57th Street, he took a left and headed to Fifth Avenue. At Fifth Avenue and 57th Street, is the southern edge of Central Park... a beautiful expanse of open green land and trees in the center of the busiest city in the world. Also at that corner is the Plaza Hotel. A grand-dame of a hotel, now owned by Donald Trump, who- love him or hate him- brought the hotel back to the glory days. Sal pulled up and the concierge jumped to the trunk to take our luggage. It was about 7:00pm by that point, and I told Sal, we would not need him the rest of the evening... Not sure of our plans at that point, I figured we would eat in the restaurant in the hotel, have room service or walk about three blocks to the Post House... a very fine steak house on Madison Avenue. We checked in and the bellman led us to the 30th floor and our suite, which had a balcony, which did indeed overlook Central Park. As I tipped the bellman, he backed out of the room and closed the door as I turned to see Barbara standing on the balcony looking down at the park in the remaining light of the day. She looked incredible and I walked toward her...

Chapter Nine

Answering the buzzer...Carlton announced there was A Mr. Big Shot at the door.... Carlton I said...where are your manners.... he excused himself and asked if I would be needing any help with anything...saying yes I thought he would send up the cabbie to pick up my bags... hurriedly I ran back to the bedroom put on my matching set of wild africian print earings with a matching necklace...they were an odd set I had picked up years ago in Panama...they were handmade and set off the suit to the tee...

As I walked to the door to open it I gave the apartment a quick once over...I know ALEX would be, although a gentleman, examining it with ex-ray vision.... He seemed like he would be a very precise man...carrying that over into his private dwellings...

Upon opening the door...with the biggest smile I could muster without looking like the Cheshire cat.... my face sunk.........It was Carlton.... Shocked I looked past him and said where is my guest...Carlton said I left him downstairs Ms Barbara.... why on earth would you do that I asked? I had never seen this side of Carlton before.... well ma’m I was just worried about you...you never have anyone pick you up like that and in a limo too...In a limo...Carlton...yes ma'm a limo.... like a child...I went to the balcony and leaned over...sure enough there he was leaning on the side.... as casual as day...watching the girls walk by...Well Carlton.... grab those 2 bags over there I will take my carry on...and purse...wouldn't want to keep a man in a limo waiting!..........In the elevator on the way down....Carlton surprised me by saying.....should you be going away Ms. Barbara with someone you work for? Shocked and then impressed I asked how did you know I worked for Mr. Alexander, Carlton? Ma’m he all over the papers...I can read you know.... impressed with Carlton and suddenly I could see he was just worried for me...I leaned forward and gave him a light peck on the cheek.... thank you Carlton...you will never know how much your kindness means to me.........blushing he said...well you know...I don't want anything happening to my future wife! We both giggled at this as the elevator doors opened...

As I exited the elevator...I could see ALEX walk towards the building.... my God the man Was Gorgeous...how can anyone have a right to look that good I thought.... his driver at his side to receive my bags.... I exited the building feeling like Queen for the day.... turning to Carlton...I said I will be back Sunday night...take care of things for me please? Turning back to his post, I felt his sense of loss.

Turning my mind from Carlton...I looked at my date once more...feeling rather nervous and not really knowing what to say.... I let him lead.... he was casual as he said Hi...and gave me a kiss on the cheek...mortified...I backed off a little...we were on a busy street...and heaven only knows...who could be passing by...totally unaware of my awkwardness he ushered me into the limo.... once inside the safety of the limo...I could be free to be whatever I wanted to be...

As I entered I notice a bottle of Dom and two glasses...did this man think of everything or what.... as I squirmed to sit down I had to giggle to myself...would he notice, I thought (?).... Perhaps not...as soon as he was seated...he raised the privacy panel...winking at the driver...turned to me and without hesitation kissed me fully...........his mouth soft yet becoming increasingly demanding...started slowly.... but began devouring me.... he pulled away...slowly.... I could tell he would have taken me right there if he thought he could without having me bolt from the limo.... right there in front of my apartment building...

As he backed away.... he looked down to my garter.... which was ever so faithfully peeking through...unlike most men who would just gap...he mentioned it...admiringly...I liked that.... making sure to get full mileage from it...I touched it...and my leg...making no attempt to shield myself...I wanted this man.... as my eyes left my lap...they traveled toward his.... which was bulging...the spot between my legs grew moist.... I had waited days to be with him again...I just couldn't get my eyes off of his crotch...

Handing me a glass of champagne...I nearly choked when he asked me what I had been up to since the last time we were together.... I heard the words "nothing exciting" spill forward...perhaps in time I would tell him...hopefully in time...he would want to know more about me.... as he leaned forward for the champagne I could see his discomfort with his enlargement.... any other man...probably would have just rearranged the package...but no, ALEX was too much of a real man to lower himself.... so I reached in between his legs to help him out...the look on his face...could have stopped wall street on it's busiest trading day of the year.....giggling...I enjoyed the fact that I had taken the upper "hand" so to speak.....I giggled ...and said I think we have some time to kill before...we get to the airport......reaching down I began to unzip his pants....I was merely going to stimulate him to the point he wouldn't be able to concentrate on anything other than me for the rest of the day.....but oh no....he wasn't having it that way at all.....obviously he wasn't just a taker....he wanted to please as well as be pleased.....putting my mouth on his now raging cock....i began to move my head downward on him.....he guided me away....and moved me upon him.....straddling him...I could see the fire in his eyes.....this man had such deep emotion....I thought I would cry right then and there....as I felt myself ease upon him....the excitement was too much.....he bucked as I moved myself around him(the past few days had been sexual....but there was no feeling that compare to a man that knows what he is doing)...this man knew what he was doing.....he hands placed on my sides he propelled my body up and down with the grace of a maestro....I felt myself begin to climax...it was too soon though....I didn't want the feeling to be over with so quickly...but I couldnt' stop it....I could feel my vaginal walls contracting as he pushed his cock deeper into my cervix than I ever thought possible....

I moved off ...and slid in the seat next to him and proceeded on finishing the mission I had begun...I sucked the head of his cock...and I could feel it enlarge...I slowly lowered my head in a downward motion.... reaching for his balls...I could feel them tighten under my touch...I heard a moan...from a man that I thought incapable...this pleased me more...making me hotter.... and I eagerly lapped and sucked him.... it seemed like seconds.... and I felt his hot cum....pumping from him...eagerly I lapped up every drop.....removing my mouth from him...I ran my tongue around the base of his penis and in between the cracks of his legs...didn't want to miss a drop.....leaning his head against the seat...I rested my head in his lap.....

As I giggled and raised my legs up in the air...he was asking something about being safe...surprised.... I answered him in a responsible way...and assured him that I had been tested along with everyone for the yearly insurance evaluation.... (God I really hoped he didn't think I just did this with everyone...)...laughingly he said...no I mean for birth control.... smiling I said not to worry.... I had been on the pill...rolling over I gave his cock a quick kiss and raised myself...to look around for my panties...now that the preliminary awkwardness was over.... I just put them in my purse.... he watched me as I did so...I never wear them...and at this rate...I figure they could only get in the way...he eyes twinkled and he chuckled and got himself rearranged...the rest of the ride went too quickly...

As we entered the airport...I felt exhilarated.... there is nothing like flying to me...I have always enjoyed it and airports...I love having a few minutes before a flight...and just watching the people as they enter and exit planes...there were joyous times and sad ones.... most emotional...

As I was looking around I felt him take my hand.... trying to be discreet.... for the both of us.... I gently said no....I didn't think it wise.... if we were spotted at this point by anyone we knew...we could merely write it off to coincidence...when holding hands.... that.... would be very difficult to explain.... understanding...and with a look of appreciation.... he led me to the terminal...

Along the way several heads turned to acknowledge him.... god what a class act...he bowed his head...smiling...never breaking stride and just taking in all the admiring glances...I felt so lucky just to be at his side...

Upon entering the plane...he looked around nervously.... so I did too.... no there was no one we knew here.... he relaxed.... and I giggled.... afraid we would be found out too early I asked? At first he looked perplexed… and then the light came on.... and he smiled saying...yes, you’re right.... never know who you could be flying with...

Sitting down I asked for the inner seat...this way if I had to go to the ladies room I would have to squirm past his lap...planes although exhilarating were something I had done all my life.... so where I sat had no importance...as long as it wasn't next to small children...which in first class you didn't see too often anymore...

Champagne ordered.... we sat back...it was the first time...I can remember seeing ALEX out of the office...I glanced at him...and the nervousness went away.... Smiling at the intimacy we had just shared...I began to talk...

And talk I did.... I told him I was born to An American Indian father...and my mother was French.... my father had been in the service...I had been raised all over the world.... naturally he knew I spoke two languages...I know he had walked into a meeting I was having with some French business associates one day.... the look of surprise and respect for closing that deal were apparent...I rambled on about how I didn't want to go into the field I was in now.... but at the University of Georgia in Athens...I had managed to luck into having some well connected roommates...whose fathers had taken a special interest in my advancement....and had along the way made the right connections...thus the old man...who actually had given me my first break....I didn't really want to tell him...that the old man was the father of my roommate....I didn't want him to think anything had been handed to me....I had had to prove myself over and over in the past 3 years and have no doubt that if I wouldn't have met the requirements of my job I would have been let go...rambling on and on.....stopping only to take an occasional slip of my champagne....I talked.....about being one of two children....being raised in a very loving home...how going away and living on my own had been difficult at first...but was something I had to do....for myself....how it had broken my parents heart....

In what seemed minutes... I realized the flight was over...and here I was just a rambling.... I had been so afraid of not having anything to talk about.... and heaven only knows I couldn't be quiet.... perhaps he would just write it off to being nervous about the flight...although...he didn't appear to be too taken back...

I was rather excited about going to New York.... I had only been actually in New York 3 times.... 2 with my parents.... as we had gone to see my father’s family who lived in Upstate New York.... and once with a colleague of mine...for a quick trip.... giving me the quick tour in 5 easy hours...now I had been in the airport more times than you can imagine...having gone abroad ... it was a second home.... and I could make my way around it like I was in Atlanta...

I gratefully accepted Alex's hand as we exited the plane...in New York could we run into...? Ushering me to the car...I could feel his body next to mine...I was becoming aroused again.... his arm led me through the crowd...but there was something about him.... people made a path for him as he walked...it was an odd thing to see...as if they knew his strength.... I gladly walked by his side as we made our way to the limo...awaiting us.... what had this man forgotten to do? No wonder he was in the position he was...he thought of everything...

The car made its way smoothly through the traffic...as I positioned myself next to the window.... there was nothing about this weekend I wanted to miss.... what was that...I asked...he smiled endearingly at me.... as he began to explain everything as we passed by it.... slowly he had made his way next to me at the window.... I could feel his hand moving up my skirt as he explained what we were seeing and what was coming up and what I should look for...his hand had moved all the way up now...and he played with my clit as he spoke.... he was stroking it like it was air as we looked from building to building...I felt my face becoming flushed as he slid his finger into his mouth to moisten it.... leaning forward towards me to explain the next sight I would see I felt his wet finger pressing upon my helpless clit...I opened my legs so he could press further....with a serious look on his face as he examined mine...he continued his tour.....I watched the buildings pass in front of me....as I felt his finger move in a circular motion.....his breath hot on my face as he spoke.....I could feel my breathing becoming harder....his finger never ceasing its movement as he explained another site and another......I felt my self reaching orgasm about the time...we started on the Long Island Expressway.....I began to climax as I saw the skyline of New York City....never could I have imagined it looking or feeling any better than it was as this point.....as my legs began to shiver...and my orgasm became noticeable...I felt Alex' s mouth cover mine...with the softness and most sensuous kiss...I think I had ever felt....as my body passed through the bliss of the orgasm...opening my eyes...he removed his mouth and softly said....welcome to New York..........closing my eyes....I thought.....I could fall for this man!

Composing myself...the tour continued...as we made our way to the hotel...my anticipation for the coming weekend only mounted.... everything had started off so.... and I couldn't imagine it going anywhere but up... The Plaza I thought...this man spares no expense.... exiting the limo...we walked to the door...and front desk.... my legs a little shaken.... I dismissed myself to the nearest chair...looking towards me...he smiled.... and picked up the keys that because of his forethought were just waiting for his hand...

Coming over to where I was sitting.... he looked ravishing...his stride...his build...his character...smiling he reached down took my hand and kissed it...your room awaits my lady...standing up ... I bowed.... as we headed towards the elevator...I giggled.... he chuckled...and everyone just looked at us...as if we were fools.... entering the elevator.... he nailed me to the side.... his kiss was deep and long.... searching my soul...as his hand was searching for something else...I thought.... as the door abruptly opened....we laughed...no one was there but...there could have been....the porter...an ever patient man was waiting for us in the room...the bags already in the bedroom.....as ALEX took care of the porter I walked around the room...wanting not to forget any detail of this weekend.....entering the bedroom...I held my breath....the bed a canopy was wonderfully large and inviting.. .... The colors were warm and inviting. Of the four walls their was a balcony to the left...the bed on the back wall off from this the bathroom...and towards the right...a fireplace...how wonderful.... this room alone made you not want to venture out from beyond its walls...looking into the bathroom I held my breath...and I thought my tub was a luxury.... this tub was definitely made for two...and in fact the whole room was.... it was exquisite...turning back into the bedroom...I past into the living room and saw ALEX closing the door behind the porter.....I walked to the balcony and look at the view....Central Park....I had heard of it and had seen it from the ground..

But until you have seen it from the 30th floor of the Plaza...you haven't seen it.... tears came to my eyes....

As if God had sent me this man I felt his arms come around me...and his mouth on my neck...looking up he asked what do you think...as I pretended to brush the hair from my face...the tear disappeared.... I said.... you certainly have outdone yourself here...I reminded myself...this relationship was too young...this maybe an established suite he had here...with all the women running through his life...this may be his haunt.... turning towards him...I asked do you have plans for the night? And in his usual manner he lowered his heads towards mine and gave me the most caring kiss...and he said only to be with you.... what would you like to do? Honestly...although the plays...dinner and exciting night life intrigued me...and I did want to get a glimpse of it during the coarse of the weekend.... could we tonight...do something simple...like perhaps take a walk...around the park...and eat in....nothing fancy...

He looked at me when I made this request in such an odd way.... perhaps...I had asked for too much...perhaps he was disappointed I didn't want to go out...I really did not know this man at all.... did he enjoy the night life? What was he searching for behind those eyes of steel...?

As I walked toward her standing on the balcony, and I had to smile. Did she even have the slightest clue as to how beautiful she was? Did she ever notice the humorous things I’ve noticed since meeting her... and especially today? Those times in meetings, when she is presenting to a group and most of the men can not help but lick their lips or stare at her legs... sometimes missing half of her presentation... Or today... today was an eye opener for me... Did she ever see the puppy-dog looks her doorman gives her... that man is so in love... he is a bulldog trying to protect her from the big scary man in the big car...Then at the airport... How could she not notice the men’s heads snapping around as she walked by? At Hartsfield, did she have a clue that she probably was going to be the cause of a divorce...as she walked to the gate with me, I noticed the couple talking and as the wife made a serious point, her husband totally ignoring her and following with his eyes and his head as Barbara and I passed. The wife finally having to take her husbands’ head in her hands and turn it back toward her... but she could not grab his eyes which flew back at Barbara, causing him to receive a slap in the mouth! Or at LaGuardia, did she see the one traveler who was walking past us wheeling his cart of luggage, which he ran right into a vending machine because he had turned fully around to watch Barbara walk away. And I was here with her... she was everything a man could want, but was she looking for a long-term relationship? I did not know and was afraid to scare her away...

As I reached her, my arms went around her waist and as she turned toward me, I thought I saw a tiny tear on her cheek, but then it was gone... did I imagine it... was she sorry she had come up here with me... It was only Friday, and we were here until Monday afternoon... was she regretting it... Then she wanted to know the plans for this evening... I could not help but kiss her wondrous lips and to tell the truth... to just be with her was enough... and she asked about a walk and room service as I was once again lost in her eyes... and I thought deeply for a moment and as I did a tremendous plan entered my head... “Well, the play tickets are for tomorrow and Sunday evenings.... I hope you will enjoy the plays I have picked out for us...and there are two excellent restaurants I would love for you to eat at, but we can do those on Saturday and Sunday... and it still is warm out, so we can take advantage of that... so here is my suggestion...” and I forced myself not to let myself grin an evil grin at her... “I feel grimy from the trip. So maybe we can take advantage of that huge tub in the bathroom, and then some room service and finally... a surprise for you...” She smiled and said that was great by her and I suggested we unpack and then begin our weekend of romance... We both unpacked and then I led her into the bathroom... the whole time from the balcony on, all I wanted to do was grab her and make love to her, but as I said earlier, I did not want this to be only about sex.... I went into the bathroom and finding some bubble bath there... began to fill the tub... I then walked to the phone and called down to the kitchen arranging for our dinner...taking the aggressive path and ordering for both of us and making all of the “special arrangements” for dinner and beyond. I walked over to the stereo armoire and switched on “jazz97” and the entire suite filled with Chuck Mangione...Then I went up to Barbara who had just finished unpacking, and wrapped my arms around her waist and once again left tiny kisses on the back of her neck... I also began to unbutton her blouse... when it was off, I turned her to me and looked down admiring her wondrous breasts, so taunt in her bra, and I unfastened the bra and let it fall to the floor. I reached around and undid her skirt and it skittered to the floor also. Then I just had to stand back and admire her in her garters, which were even sexier when seen like this, and stockings and heels... I went down to my knees and lifted one foot and removed her shoe- gently rubbing the underside of her foot... then the other... then I reached up and removed the right garter and cautiously rolled down the stocking... taking my time and leaving light kisses along her leg as I did... then I repeated my joyful time with the other leg... then I reached up and undid the garter belt and she was before me... bronzed, tight and naked... I led her into the bathroom, where I had lit about 10 candles... which were the only light in the room and I had moved a bottle of champagne into the room- and poured her a glass which she placed along the inside of the tub, and helped her into the tub- she asked if I were going to join her and I said yes... soon... I then removed my shirt and socks and pants and sat on the edge of the tub and flicked the switch, which started the jets of water all around her.... I could see her smile and that made me happy... Taking the sponge I began to gently wash her back... starting at the shoulders and slowly moving it across form one side to the other and then down her spine to the top of her ass... then up again and across her shoulders. I concentrated on just her back for a few minutes and I could see in the mirrors her content look, her closed eyes and her huge nipples just above the bubble line. The sponge, and my hand went to her neck and then I began to rub her chest- then making my way down- across each breast... I washed the tops of them...running the sponge across the nipples- lightly and then a lot harder... and then using my free hand I lifted them one at a time and washed the underside of them... languishing here because I love that area so... Then I began washing her belly and navel area...I then repositioned my self at the other side of the tub. I lifted her right leg out of the water and began to rub the sponge over the sole of her foot... up the ankle- across the knee... and to the thigh area... then placing it back in the water... I repeated the operation on the left leg... and then slid up to the center of the tub- I placed my hand and sponge into the water and slowly began to rub along her thighs again, only this time- the sponge moved across her vagina and I pushed hard against it with each movement. He arm came out of the water and began to rub my leg- though her eyes remained closed... the bathroom was filled with steam... the scent of the bubble bath and the scent of the candles... I stood... still rubbing her pussy and clit with the sponge and reached for the water jet which I turned on and placed into the water- aiming it strategically right between her legs- her eyes opened wide and she said “No it is time for you- not that” and with that I slid off my underwear and climbed into the tub with her- sitting on the other side... she came toward me and our lips met in a deep soul-searching, toe-curling kiss...again, for the second time this day- her body lifted up and she gently sat down on my raging hardness. I began to suckle at her breasts- even with the bubbles on them- licking and sucking her nipples- gently and then harder and harder- using my teeth to bite down on them- hearing her moan and shutter... her moving up and down on me... my cock going deeper and deeper into her- the whole scene- making me drift off into a heavenly state... and I could not contain myself... and for the first time with this woman I exploded into a monstrous orgasm before she had cum.... my explosion triggered her and she began to move faster and I could feel her tighten around me and her body then released in all of it’s magnificence... we laid like that for a few minutes and when my mind came back to earth, I could smell our dinner filling the room... Barbara must have also sensed the smell- as she gave me a look of - how could that be... I took the water jet and had her stand and than ran it around her body- removing all of the suds from the bubbles and also giving her one or two quick hits between her legs for good luck... she stepped from the tub and began to dry herself off as I rinsed my body... and then I grabbed a towel and dried myself off... Barbara walked into the bedroom and put on an incredible robe and began running a brush through her silky hair... she turned and said- “Do I need to dress for dinner? And smiled... “Of course not- you may even be overdressed in that robe” I replied and we both laughed and I leaned over and gave her a light kiss on her lips. I grabbed my silk robe from my closet and she remarked on its beauty... I then put my arm out and said “Darling... dinner is served...” and she gave me this look like how? But I led her into the living room and there, in front of a roaring fire, was a table with two chairs... two candles in silver candle holders, a bottle of white Chablis on ice, a bottle of Merlot in a holder and a warming box with one tray covered by a silver cover on top... I led her to her seat and pulling out her chair whispered “This is even better than I could have hoped- and we have not even started...” I then opened the cover on top and placed in front of both of us a serving each of 6 extra jumbo shrimp with cocktail sauce... “I hope you do not mind, but I sort of took the liberty of ordering...” Barbara just stared at me.... was that another tear? But then she turned toward the fire and asked “But how???” “Well, I just asked them to set the room while we were inside and if they made no noise, their tip would be doubled....” I asked which she wanted to drink and poured her wine, pouring some Merlot for myself... I raised my glass to her and toasted “To an incredible woman... an incredible weekend... and to what I can only hope will follow...” When we finished with the shrimp cocktails, I removed the dishes to the wagon that was sitting discretely by the wall and opened the warming cart and removed another tray... opening it, I served out some string beans in garlic and oil... roasted potatoes and precut... cooked perfectly Chateaubriand.... The dinner was fabulous and during it- I found myself telling her my life story... Born in the Bronx... growing up on Long Island to upper middle class parents of Italian and Sicilian decent... a brother, who is a writer... a sister, who married young... is in love still and who is raising two wonderful children... My father in publishing ... me a semi-troublesome kid with no direction--school in Rochester NY, with a degree in Printing Management... I worked for agencies for years and then got my masters in marketing... moved to the corporate side of the business and then to Atlanta....

When we had finished with our main course, I again cleared the dishes- and looked over- the wine was gone- the fire was not as roaring as it had been and I felt wonderful. Barbara’s eyes reflected the fire throughout dinner and I had become entranced in them....

Had I ever been married she asked... that threw me for a loop and I grinned and said “No. Been waiting for you...” and then changing the subject said “well now... I did not order dessert, because as you requested me lady... we shall go out for that, and all you need to do, is throw on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt... I hope you brought some with you...” Being a totally prepared woman she had... We dressed quickly, I called to have the dinner removed, and we headed for the elevator. While going down, I could not resist and once again grabbed her and held her tight and kissed her deeply... not caring for the way the two older people in the elevator with us... looked at us. We stepped out into the warm evening air, which felt heavenly and waiting for us, as requested was a hansom cab. These are special to New York... this one had a chestnut mare pulling and was not a large coach- but one specifically built for two. Barbara looked at me with awe and I offered my hand so she could climb in. I placed the always present afghan across our laps...The driver had been preinstructed on our route and that he should not turn around for the trip, if all was followed he would not have to work for a week... Away from the Plaza we went- around the circle in front- heading north on fifth then left again onto 57th and down 657th... passing Mickey Mantles restaurant, we made a right into Central Park... We talked, we laughed, and we kissed... I even placed my hand between her legs and unzipped her jeans and toyed again with her clit... just enough to get her aroused... but I did not want her to orgasm again... finally I could see the lights of our destination through the trees, and Barbara followed my gaze and gave me a quizzical look... We went around a corner in the path we were on and in front of us was Tavern On The Green... the landmark restaurant inside Central Park that year round was adorned by what seemed to be millions of tiny lights... this is where we would have our dessert...

Chapter Ten

his reaction to my request of having a simple night was met with such enthusiam....that I had to smile inwardly....he definitely was something new to me....(I had had men before....and it was either one of 2 things...you either did things their way...or you did things their way....I quess that is why I had never been in any relationship that could last.....it was never give and take..)...although....he did tease me ...with the fact that he already had arrangements for 2 plays and several restaurants......which would they be I prodded ??? slapping me on my ass ....he said go unpack woman while I make some arrangements.......

Giggling as I turned to leave the room....I was grateful for the time alone....I had been away with men....none so powerful or charasmatic ...and none that had made me so nervous inside....it was like I kept waiting for the alarm to go off....it was just a good dream!...as I unpacked....I really hadn't brought as much as it seemed at the time....I smiled at what I had chosen... I had finished my bags...and had time...ALEX was still on the phone....I began to unpack his.....how organized his things were...I had to wonder if he had packed himself ..or had someone else do it for him....his clothes...were impectable.....all matching..all tailored and all of the finest materials....feeling his shirts..as I put them in the drawer....I smiled.....

placing the bags in the closet...I turned back to my side of the bed to place a few of my odds and ends away.....

when I felt his hands surround me.....as his mouth touched my neck....my back could not help but arch.....at the same time his mouth worked my neck .....his hands had found their way to my blouse....his hands skillfully opening each delicate button with the grace of artist.....as he slowly began to undress me...I became moist....I felt the heat rise from the center of my vaginal region and my clit began to throb....with all the stimulation it had already received....it could only cry for more......as my blouse fell to the floor I felt his eyes...burn me....his stare....so deep and desiring..made me feel so hot....wanting him to take me I reached for him....I put my hands on his pant waist and began to unbutton his ...not with the grace of an artist....but with the desire of a woman.....he smiled...took my hand...and led me to the bathroom.............

entering the bathroom....I could not believe my eyes....the room was merely lit by candles.....champagne...by the side of the tub....two large plush towels carelessly laid next to them on the ladies bench provided....the smell of the bath beads...and the heat of the room ..made you feel like you had entered a den of antiquity....once you entered there was no turning back!....god I just wanted to rip Alex's clothes off and have him right there on the floor.....as he led me to the tub......the water ...the aroma of the heat and bath beads were just so wonderful....I laid back...waiting for him to strip... are you coming I asked...he answered in a minute...with this mischievous grin.....as he reached for the sponge and started to bath me.........shocked by his action....I laid my head back to watch....he was so careful with his movements...as if he touched me too hard...I would break.....as he started with my neck .....my nipples...began to tingle...positioning them so that they would peek through the bubbles...to encourage his participation in the water.....he noticed them..and bathed them as I would....they were evil...no shame ...as he softly ran the sponge around them they became very ridged and taunt....my mind just taking this all in....my hand falling out of the tub..carelessly grazing his leg....I ran it slowly on the inside of his thigh.....his erection growing through his boxers...as he continued the bathing....as he moved to the opposite side of the tub...I could see that it was become harder for him to simply concentrate on my pleasure...his own desires...now become very apparent.....reaching up..and touching him just to the side of his huge cock and with my nails...softly playing with the silk of his briefs...

bending down he reached for the jet spray...and started to stimulate me with the water...and although..my own orgasm..was very inimant...I wanted to feel him inside of me..I wanted to feel his cock pleasure me....

no...no I had to say....my orgasm building as the water kept hitting me....he could tell by the desperation in my voice...that if he continued much more..I would have climaxed then and there...his erection became more prominent...as he slid off his briefs....I could not help but admire his beautiful body ...his skin..so smooth and tanned....his stomach taunt and his ass ....well....was simply to die for.....as he entered the tub...I made no attempt to quail my desires.....and immediately launched myself upon him....his cock slid easily into me....as I started to move myself upon him....slowly at first...but it had all been too much for me....and holding back was not what my body was screaming for at this point....all I could feel was his hardness...and then he began to suckle me....it was over.....the heat of his cock...pressing upon my cervix...the base of his penis...stroking my clit..and his mouth ...expertly sucking the life from my breast.....I began to climax....I did something I hadn't remembered ever doing in the presense of a man before....I heard a moan come from deep within me....I could hear it ...but not believe it was coming from me.....the contractions did not end like they usually do...but continued...as I found myself unable to stop pumping him .....as I felt his climax coming..mine began to subside....as I watched his face...I stroked his mouth with my hands and slowly slid my finger in his mouth to suck...as he climaxed I could feel his mouth and penis contract at the same time.....as I slowly pumped every ounce of him into me....my body began to relax...and I felt myself resting upon him.....slowly I began kissing his face...taking the jet stream he began rinsing my body off.....PANIC set in...............

What Was That Smell..........it was food......oh my god...someone had been in the suite in the mist of their encounter......I cringed at the thought as I removed myself from ALEX quickly...he did not appear rattled in the least.... grabbing a towel...I hastily dryed myself off...as ALEX rinsed..

with the towel still around me..I made my way into the bedroom and put on my robe....it was what I call my comfort..yet not too much (sexy) robe....after I shower I thought it was the most appropriate...not wanting to make any of my nicer things wet .....ALEX donned a beautiful silk robe...it was blue with red specks running through it...it was a very manly robe...what exquisite taste the man has...I thought and told him how wonderful the gown was...thinking how wonderful he was too..I wanted to walk over and put my arms around him ...and tell him how much he just did ...pleased me....I felt tongue tied....and I am sure he had heard it all before....so instead I made a sniffing noise and if to say lead me to the food....laughing he reached for me and walked me into the living area...

I had to stop laughing when we walked into the room.....everything was so carefully arranged...dinner was laid out...wine...ready to be consummed...fire roaring....I felt a tear come to my eye....and brushed my hair back quickly...to conceal it....never had I ever been treated so royaly....if this was something he did for all the girls I thought...why does he go through so many.....

Looking at him. and the table I suddenly...... felt so terribly underdressed....asking if I should change..he laughed and said yes....into nothing.....laughing I thought ...not on your life.....and sat graciously down in my big robe.....

dinner was wonderful....starting with the shrimp....wine ....string beans....but what I enjoyed the most was the conversation...ALEX began talking about himself.....and I felt lost in his eyes as he spoke...he obviously loved his family and had been somewhat of a troublesome child....why did this relevation not surprise me.....he had fought his way to the top...but I couldn't help feel that there was something he was leaving..out.....so...I asked.....were you ever married? he hesitated before his response....but laughingly said...no...I have been waiting for you all my life......and quickly changed the subject....I had hit a raw nerve I could tell.....what was it that he wasn't telling me.....was there someone out there that I was just sitting in for..I wondered....

so...there is no dessert....he stated...wickedly I replied...If you'r up to it.....I could find something....laughing he said ...woman go throw some jeans and a shirt on...I am taking you out.....you did bring some didn't you? looking at him....please ......I stated as I hurried to the bedroom....as we quickly changed...I felt a sense of relief in ALEX....was I coming on too strong...? was it me I wondered.....I didn't want him to think that after this weekend I expect anything more from him than what we would share now....I began to wonder if I hadn't made a mistake.....

but it was short lived....as he pushed me through the suite door towards the elevator....we were laughing like children..upon entering the elevator...he grabbed me hard...which I really liked...and gave me a long deep kiss...opening my eyes as he did....I saw the couple behind us look at each other and roll their eyes.....I began laughing ....and pointed with my eyes to the old couple when ALEX pulled away..questioningly....he laughed too..... grabbing me once again...this time making more of a spectical of the kiss...he began this moaning noise...bursting into an uncontrollable fit of laughter...we quickly exited the elevator..like children...

In fact that is exactly what I was feeling like....a little kid let loose in a candy shop....and for one weekend of my life....I could have anything I wanted....I just had to keep reminding myself....come Monday....it was over............

Exiting the Plaza the warm night air was entrancing.....as I began to walk down the side walk...ALEX took my elbow..and guided me the horse -drawn carriage which was sitting in the front of the Hotel....overwhelmed by all the attention and forethought of the weekend....I was in awe.....lifting me into the carriage..I bent down and kissed ALEX so lightly on the cheek....and heard myself say....if I don't say it again....thank you....tucking me into an afghan...I settled in...for the ride...my face becoming flushed with all the events of the day.....it would take me months of rethinking to just go over all the events of just today......

as the horse began it's journey...I felt ALEX's hand reach under the blanket and reach for the snap of my jeans.....my God does this man not get enough I thought? where have you been all my life.....I reached under and unsnapped his.....never....never I thought....have I ever been out done.....he gently tugged at my pants......so I gently reach over to his and tugged....getting the message....he lifted himself enough to give the material of his pants room for me to manipulate him....afterwards I lifted up slowly....and he did not gently tug my pants...but pulled them so that underneath the blanket I was exposed....I was about to protest when I felt his hand caress my clit....it did feel wonderful I thought...and as I stroked his cock...I thought how truly lovely New York was....giggling we made our way around Central Park....it was right around Mickey Mantles..that I felt myself begin to twitch...and ALEX felt it also...and his hand moved away from me as quickly as he had placed it there....oh the devil....I thought........so I removed my hand also...and quickly slid up my pants....reaching over....I gently nippled his ear...and said....I'll get you back for this you know............he laughed ...grabbed my nipple and with a good strong pull............said.... I am counting on it.........I moved myself closer to him and rested my head on his arm...his body relaxed next to mine...and we settled in for the ride....he leaned forward...and said see those lights over there...and as I looked ....it reminded me of Christmas....the while lights dancing in the darkness...they twinkled..and glowed...I had always loved Christmas for its beautiful lights...simply enjoying the moment...I laid my head back............did it just get any better than this I thought............somehow......with this man.......I think it would........................

The ride over had been fun.. Barbara could give as well as receive and I had not had that since......and my thought sped away from that... The carriage stopped in front of Tavern and we stepped out. I leaned into the driver and told him to wait and made it worth his while.... Taking her arm, I led her inside and turned to watch the Hansom driver staring at her ass. I took a peek and realized how wonderful it looked in a pair of jeans. We entered and I felt her pull back slightly. We could see into the restaurant and everyone was dressed in their best and here we were in jeans and sweatshirts... I could not help but smile and then I turned and said “Patrick, how good to see you again.” “ALEX, you have been away for so long... and then you show up with a vision of beauty on your arm... you must be well.” “I am Patrick, please meet Barbara, a close friend of mine... very close.” And Patrick bent at the waist, took Barbara’s hand and left a gentle kiss on the back of it and said “Lovely Barbara... your evening here will be so special... I promise.” Again, Barbara looked down at her clothes and whispered to me.. “NOW, I feel underdressed again..” I smiled and assured her that if she looked closely all eyes were upon her and it was not because of her attire, but because of her beauty, and then I took her arm and we followed Patrick across the dining room to a small roped off area, in an alcove, that was surrounded on three side by windows. As we walked, I again watched the men in the room ignore their dates as they stared at the woman I was with. Could this go on forever I wondered, or would she learn the truth about me.. that I was still a troubled child with an attitude and I loved to cause trouble... hehe.. like this.. throwing it back in the faces of the rich and the wanna-be-rich... We took our seats and Patrick took our order.. I asked for a double espresso (the only coffee I will drink) and a double Sambuca Romana... and then we sat back and watched the people walking through the park and the people in the restaurant watching us.. wondering who this couple was... and we laughed over it... imagining ourselves the Prince and Princess of some special country from far far away... and then I leaned in close, overlapped her hands with mine, and took a leap of faith and said “Barbara... I must admit that I was not sure if I were crazy or not asking you to New York, like I did ... " I said, almost stuttering..and then it all spilled out...sort of..."and us working together... and the news yesterday... and Tuesday at the hotel... and what has happened in the last... " looking down at my watch, my jaw must have dropped "in ONLY the last eight hours... and we still have 56 hours or so...and what it all means... but I am glad... no thrilled, estastic, overjoyed, I guess basically down right happy....that you are here with me at this moment...in this place...FOR the next 56 hours!." I took a breathe and waited for her response...her lips quivered...her eyes were boring into mine...her hand squeezed mine, just a bit tighter... and she began to answer me when a man in white walked to the table interrupting her.. I went to shoo him away, when I realized who it was, and I rose to shake his hand and give him a hug “Georgio... you old s.o.b. it has been ages since we caused havoc throughout Italy... “ “ALEX, stop the small talk and introduce me to this vision before me... you are an old dog and she deserves someone like me to make her happy...” and he proceeded to kiss her hand as I made the introduction of the Head Pastry Chef for the Tavern.. a man that had worked around the world for kings and queens... and (I did not say out loud) was as big a rascal as I and had left broken hearts whereever he traveled.

With introductions over, he informed us that some other patron was now being told that their specially made.. ordered 50 minutes in advance... Chocolate Mousse would be delayed... and then stood back as the waiter placed two beautiful creations in front of us. I smiled and said “Georgio... you could lose a patron that way..” and he responded.. “ALEX ... like I care.. do you think I would let this angel of beauty wait more than a minute for a taste of my specialty? You just are lucky you are with her, since you WOULD wait” and all three of us laughed and the light shined in Barbaras’ eyes and at that moment, I wished we were back in the room and I was licking the chocolate mousse off of her naked body. Our coffee and drinks arrived, Georgio excused himself and we watched as he was stopped at a table by what could only be the couple who could not understand why they had to wait longer for their dessert. I watched as Barbara took her spoon and put a small portion of the dessert into her mouth and watched her reaction.... There is no better mousse in the world than Georgios’ and she showed her approval with a huge smile... I smiled back and for the next 45 minutes, we spoke no words.. only looks and those looks said so much, I forgot she had never responded to my statement of desire....

When we were done, I signaled the waiter and a second later Patrick approached the table and ignoring me completely, said “ Ms. Barbara, you honor us with your presence here and for that you and your guest have no bill to pay this evening...” He then turned winked at me and left... I reached into my pocket and dropped a twenty on the table for the wait staff and as we exited I hugged Patrick and promised I would not be a stranger for this long again.

We walked outside and I leaned into Barbara’s ear and whispered “It is only about a half hour walk back... are you game? “ She smiled and said oh yes and I dismissed the hansom cab and we headed down Eighth Avenue... walking south toward Columbus Circle. At 57th, we made a left and walked to the Plaza. The entire way, I had my arm around her waist and she had her head on my chest... two lovers.... lost in their own world.. not seeing or hearing anyone else...During the walk, she asked what the plans were for tomorrow and i said.. "Whenever we wake.. I thought a little shopping down Fifth Avenue would be in order.. maybe a visit to Rockefeller Center and the Ice Skating Rink... then we play it by ear before the curtain at 8:00PM for Cats and an after dinner meal at La Incontra.. a northern Italian restaurant that had a two month waiting list and Gnocchi that melts in your mouth." She looked quizically and explained that Gnocchi was a potato pasta and her tongue flicked across her lips as a sign of approval...

We entered the hotel and got on the elevator and this time rode to our floor without speaking.. just holding each other... each of us thinking, I assumed, of what lay behind the door of the room and the next two days to come.... and I know that I was smiling and could not be happier.... I had not been this happy since... stop it- it is a long time ago... live for now.......I unlocked the door and she stepped in... a new fire had been set up and I lit it and walked over to close the balcony door as the night had goten slightly chilly. I then turned to see Barbara standing in front of the fire, her arms wrapped around her waist seemingly in deep thought her body silouhetted by the fire ... yet...she had been so quiet during dessert and the walk ...had I really scared her... I would find out soon.. I walked toward her.....

Chapter Eleven

how can being catered to........and treated like you were the only person in the world....feel so wrong....was it that if I was to be spoiled it was always by myself....the one thing about strong woman....is people believe they are super human....and insensitive.....how delicious is was to be with someone stronger...that was willing to only expect for me what I would wish upon him...smiling I looked at his face....what was he saying....that the building with the lights would be our destination for dessert.....we were going to Tavern on the Green for Dessert.......IN jeans and sweatshirts.....had ALEX finally gone out of his mind...?

even me....being a novice to New York knew that the Tavern was considered swank ...having being crowned the Palace of Central Park.....it was defintely not the type of place that would even consider letting you in unless you were "known" more or less known with jeans....I laughed....we would be certainly turned away at the door.....laughing I waited the carriage to reach its destination...and watch the drama unfold...we should have stuck to the walk I thought!......

As the carriage stopped...ALEX exited ...reaching for me he put me on the ground he turned the the driver and speaking softly ...obviously was making arrangements for our return trip...which I anticipated would be quicker than he even imagined.....walking up to the door...I peered in....oh my....the jewelry alone in the room would be enough to buy a small country....and here I was with only my great grandmothers antique engagement ring...and simple diamond necklace... which I self-consciously pulled out from underneath my sweatshirt! ALEX finishing with the driver...grabbed my elbow...and started steering me inside....I hestiated somewhat....until.....

we were greeted with open arms....by a man named Patrick....never once did he flinch...or even give me the double take on my or ALEX's attire....he only commented on how long it had been since he had seen ALEX...and as he reached over and took my hand and kissed it's back...I felt like I was dressed in the finest dinner dress I owned......my self-consciouness left...and quite frankly we entered the room like the king and queen of Sheba......heads turned...wondering I am sure who would be brazen enough to walk in such a manner....reaching our table...which was obviously had been reserved....we were seated in a roped off area...in a small alcove...the windows faced out upon the street ...so we had a wonderful view of the passers-byers...and the wonderul lights of the Palace....

sitting back I was just enjoying the feeling....ALEX I could tell was too....

I was starting to figure out small bits and pieces of his personality.....

he was what I would have called a Rebel....in my college days....someone that truly enjoyed the fact he could belong...but by his own rules......

he had enjoyed walking in with jeans and sweats...and he also knew that if he would have told me that we were coming to a place like this....I would never had allowed myself to leave the hotel....with the clothing I had on......as I watched him place our order...I merely smiled........

Reaching for my hand he covered it with his own.....and ALEX did something I was so very unaccustomed by....he stammered....in the entire time I knew of him.....I had never heard of him ever being in doubt or not being in full control of whatever the event was.....as I carefully listened to what he had to say....I became somewhat confused.....he brought up our first encounter (as I cringed inside)...the offer to come to New York...his promtion.....what ...I was becoming confused.....he talked of only 56 hours.....perhaps he was trying to make it clear...that this is all that I was to expect.....I began to open my mouth when...........

a larger full figured man bound up to the table........why Georgio you ole sob Iheard Alex say.....and like the reunion of two compatriots in crime...they slapped backs and gave winks......I had a feeling these two had a history together......one I could tell by the sheepish grin each had at that moment....would be one that they would take to the grave.....as Alex gave out Georgio's credentials...the Head Pastry Chef of the Tavern....they sneered and jeered at one another.....oh yes......these men had known each ....very well indeed!

as Georgio gave me his obliqatory compliments ...I smiled....we would be receiving our desserts....before other patrons.....that had already been waiting 50 minutes....boy these two did go back a long way!.......what they had on each other could probably made the strong at heart..weak....

Georgio left as he had come in a whirl wind of back slapping and hand shaking as he made his way through a gallery of guests who were obviously honored by his presence in the room......

as our desserts came....my anticipation grew....as I dipped my spoon in...I could feel Alex's stare on me......was he envisioning the mousse somewhere other than my spoon I thought.?...as I slowly and as suductively as I possibly could put the spoon into my mouth.....as the taste permeated my palate...I forgot about his stare and began to eat....this was truly magnificent......as we ate in silence...there were no words to be said...as to take away from the moment............

when I finally had reached the point that another bite I would have simply burst....I placed my spoon down and simply enjoyed the room ....the company....and the view from the window.....

as I did so...I saw Alex signal the waiter....upon arriving the waiter said there would be no check....no check I thought.......how far back did these two men actually go...I wondered....as I opened my mouth to ask....I saw Alex rise and drop a tip on the table.....my cue to rise....I held the question for a later time....hopefully I would get the chance to ask.........

as we exited the Tavern....I felt like I could just explode....the wonderful mousse and latte had proved to be too much on my stomach....which was used to a simple diet of salad and bean sprouts......the driver of the carriage was in deep conversation with 2 young ladies that had stopped to admire his horse....but immediately upon seeing us....jumped to full attention and awaiting his next assignment....Alex turning to me ....asked would you like to walk back....it's only about 1/3 of an hour to the hotel......

smiling .....I said I would adore it.....as we walked we talked of trival things...what we would do tomorrow...what we thought of this and that...things..that people that have known each other for years find to talk about....a sense of comfort....had began to emerge....the awkwardness...of newness was beginning to deminish.....passing others as we walked.... we walked enveloped in one another.. arm upon the other s waist...remembering all the times when I had passed others ....thinking how could they do it......well as I was finding out....it was very easy....

as I asked about our next days adventures...he stated we should start with a small trip down Fifth Avenue(as visions of Tiffany's...Saks...Bergdorf's and Bendel's danced through my head)....giggling...I said....there is nothing Small about 5th ave...as we laughed he told me we could go and see Cats, which he had tickets for and we had reservations...for La Incontra...if those suited me? as I explained how I have always wanted to see Cats.....but for some reason...the touring company comes to Atlanta during Christmas....normally the week before ....and with engagements and the travel home. for the holidays.....I have always managed to miss it...I was very eager to go....but the La Incontra....I had never heard of...and what was that....Gnocchi..?..is sounded like something that would be made with conche...I said ....laughing ...Alex with the patience of a saint...began to explain it was a potato pasta.......licking my lips....I envisioned them around more than pasta....wickly I ran them around them again!......

entering the hotel....I must admit the fatigue of the day seemed to hit me.....I was beginnig to feel all my energy being drained from my body....I was so comforted by Alex's strong harms...holding me up.....looking up to smile at him......he looked down thoughtful...but somehow distant....is everything alright...I asked....smiling he squeezed my waist...as the evevator doors opened.....

walking in the room a slight chill had hit me....I walked over to the fire..which had been fueled in our absence.......Alex walking over and closing the balcony doors that had just been left sightly ajared......returning he stood in the center of the room just staring at me......suddenly I felt like a small child...lost in the role of a grown up.....all the wisdom I had on life......relationships....love...all escaped me........as Alex walked towards me...I was so glad....for the comfort of his strength....I extended my arms towards him and he scooping me up in his arms gently placed me on the sofa positioned in front of the fire......walking to the bar...he poured himself a Jack....asking if I would like anything...I said perhaps...just a small glass of wine....making a large sweeping motion he bowed.....I just watched...this was the man of steel....the maker and breaker of companies......I wondered if he was also the maker and breaker of hearts.....no ....no more thinking tonight......I just wanted to enjoy the warmth of the room....the warmth of a new friend and the joy of all the wonderful events of the day........

Alex walking over handed my my glass which I put on the frame of the sofa....sitting down next to me.....he slipped off his shoes......moving my legs so they were positioned over his legs.....we sat staring at the fire....no more words needing to be said.....the comfort of the others company being enough......as I rested my head backwards......I felt my eyelids becoming heavy......I heard Alex saying something....as I felt them lower again......and this was the last thing I can remember until...........

Taking Barbara in my arms, I laid her on the couch, stoked the fire, and then decided on a night cap and pouring two fingers of Single Barrel on the rocks and went back to the couch. I lifted Barbara’s legs and draped them over my own and then sat back silently in an attempt to give her the opportunity to speak. What was she thinking I wondered as I stared into the fire....After, I am not sure how long, and not hearing a peek from Barbara, I turned and looked at her. That was when I realized that the events of today had taken their toll. She was asleep....perfectly...the glow of the fire playing across her face, and my heart ached to grab her and kiss her and make slow...deliberate...entrancing....mind-numbing...chill-causing...toe curling love to her... Did I think LOVE.... not just sex....wow Vinny, what is in your mind..... remember she never said a thing to you about your comments earlier.. you don't even know if she might be getting on the first plane in the morning back to Atlanta.

With that, I put my drink onto the floor, stood and wrapped Barbara up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom. Slowly, quietly.. with much care, I undid her jeans and slid them off of her legs... then I reached under her sweatshirt and following the lead of Jennifer Beale in Flashdance, I removed her bra.. I left the sweatshirt on for warmth.. I then slid back the covers on the bed to smile and see that Antonio had gotten here and put the satin sheets on the bed... oh well, maybe we'll enjoy them tomorrow... I placed her head on the pillow and pulled the sheets up to her neck and she immediately turned to her side facing the outside of the bed and took an abbreviated fetal position.. a smile on her face. I leaned over and kissed her cheek and was gladdened to she her smile grow.. just a touch.

I went back into the living room and made a call I just had to make. Being here in NY forced me to. I received the answering machine, and I quickly hung up.. NO, I would not leave a message.. I am not sure if I would have stayed on the phone if I had heard a live voice for that matter.. Grabbing my drink, I walked out to the balcony and reviewed the last few days... What made me think I could have an affair with a co-worker.. especially now with the promotion and all.. What made me think this was anything more to her than a cool weekend and when we returned, she would just say, no thanks.. and then we would see each other each day and would that work...? And, then you make that phone call.. if this was special... what about that, why did your fingers have to dial... That one was the easiest to answer.. except, I did not want to know the answer... Slugging down the last of the Jack, I considered another, and then decided I best go to sleep. Tomorrow was either a long wonderful day of shopping, theater, sightseeing, and dining.. or a long torturous day of getting Barbara to the airport and then deciding what I would do... stay or return to Atlanta... Entering the bathroom, I stripped naked and put my clothes in my closet... sure I tossed them on the floor.. but I did put them away!

Climbing into bed, I watched to see if I would disturb her and fortunately, I did not... The sheets felt great.. Antonio always made the right choices for me. He had been my assistant a long time ago, and he was always still available to me when I needed him... We only spoke on the phone most of the time, but he was still loyal...I closed my eyes, hoping I would sleep with all of these thoughts banging around in my head. And before I knew it, I was asleep.. though it was not the most restful sleep... thoughts of Barbara, Georgio and I in Spain the last time, Antonio and the last time I had seen him, as he helped her move... and of course, I thought of Diane......

The next thing I knew, the sun was peeking through the almost completely drawn drapes and I was wrapped around Barbara. Sometime during the night, our bodies had moved together...so natural I thought and we were spooning with me behind her. My face buried in her hair...I also realized that this position had my cock right against her butt cheeks and as I lay there, the old dog began to respond to that stimulus. Though I knew she was still asleep- I could tell from her breathing- she sort of wiggled her butt as I grew... Should I let this continue I thought... would it be right? I had no idea what her feeling were about last night, if she was staying... or if she was going to bolt upon waking. But the scent of her hair in my nose, he soft back against my chest, and the fullness of her ass wiggling against my crotch won out and slowly, I slid downward under the sheets. As I did, I turned Barbara onto her back... down to the bottom of the bed I slid and then I positioned myself between her legs and slid upward.. so that my mouth found her center. I began to lick lightly and I could hear a low moan through the covers.. I used my fingers to spread her lips and though it was dark under there, I felt for her clit and wrapped my lips around it... Then I began sucking.. hard.. and moving my tongue fast.. and I believe that is when she woke up, because her hands grabbed at my hair and her legs wrapped around my head and she pulled me in tight to her wetness... I wanted.. no I needed to taste her cum in my mouth and I sucked harder and harder and swirled my tongue faster and faster around her clit and then let my tongue slide inside her as deep as I could go... and I could hear her moaning and saying yes.. yes and I tasted her cum in my mouth..... I moved my body up and her legs stayed wrapped around me - widening to let me slide up- and ended up around my waist and my cock slid into her immediately and I began to pump... slowly... deliberately...as I imagined last night.. me up on my arms... Barbaras’ arms around my neck.. her legs around my waist and her eyes opened and we stared at each other hard and deep and continued to move as one... I had thought I would cum immediately, but her stare held me there, at the edge, my body screaming for release, and still it did not come, and our bodies were now breaking out in a sheen of perspiration.. the room was filled with the scent of our lovemaking.. and the entire time.. our eyes were locked.. then Barbara grabbed two fist fulls of my hair and pulled me in closer and I could feel her muscles tighten hard around my cock and I think we both exploded together at the exact same instant. All I remember is letting out this primitive, howl and my body shuttering and her eyes becoming a blaze and a sound similar to mine escaping her throat and we both collapsed on each other. We lay like that for a while.. panting... exhausted... my cock still inside her.. her body wrapped around mine... and my arms around her head.. gently stroking her hair... and I felt myself still hard.. still ready.... and I slowly withdrew myself from her, and she began to protest, but I hushed her, and turned her body away from me. So both of us were lying on our sides in a spoon position again, and I raised her top leg and slid myself back inside of her from behind. In this position, you do not need to move very much, and I have also found you can go much deeper than any other, and my cock filed her completely.. this time my arms wrapped around her and I began to play with her nipples with one and her clit with the other and slowly moving my cock from side to side and in and out. Barbara reached down between her legs and gently.. oh so gently... rubbed and caressed my balls and cock as it moved in and out of her pussy and occasionally she helped me to rub her clit, which I find so erotic. I could feel my head rubbing deeply in her and this time it did not take long for both of use to once more explode together in a wonderful orgasm...and again we lay there in silence... as my cock began to soften and return to it’s normal state. As it did, it slowly slid out of her, despite her tightening her muscles to hold it there. When I was completely out of her, she rolled over, faced me and kissed my lips.. her kiss was so gentle, so loving,, and her eyes were so happy.. and then she slid out of the bed and walked to the bathroom and shut the door.. and I laid there wondering what exactly would happen when she came back into the bedroom......

Chapter Twelve

I was sitting on the beach.....watching the waves....I was starting to become chilled with the air blowing off the north shore......as the water crashed against the rocks....I thought how beautiful and peaceful it was here....and how whenever I had a problem to solve...somehow the water cleared a path for the solution.....the tide was beginning to come......and in a few moments I would have to leave...this sanctuary I had found years ago.....as I thought about my loves and loses.....and about my newest ....what would you call him...Alex...my boss...my lover...my friend...I

think I will call him my friend...that way if the weekend continued ..I was at a beginning that I had never started from before...with a friend....the rest had all started as lovers......the heat I felt when I was with him was undeniable....my body had never craved someone as much as I have him....putting my chin down on my knee.....the water slowly crept up the shore line....slowly....as a child afraid that if you saw it ...you would make it turn back.....thinking of the moments in the past days ..we had shared...I smiled.....the water coming up more quickly now..it slapped my poor bottom.....I was rather wet now....I could feel the moisture.....it wasn't such a bad feeling....so I continued to sit there and stare at the sky and watch the stars try to peek through the still light of day.......

the water felt good it was so warm....something I hadn't expected.....and the waves were coming in a little quicker now....as I moved my pelvis in a downward motion to meet the water.....it lapped at me...and I found this very exciting....looking around to see if anyone else on the beach noticed.....I slowly spread my legs....so the water would have a better angle.....I could hear myself moan....when it hit again....and once again...I felt my pelvis move...this time in a not so subtle manner...but more of a thrusting manner......It must have been this movement ....that brought me out of my sleep.........looking downward....I saw Alex's head buried deep between my legs devouring me......lapping and sucking....my hips moving to the rhthm of his head.....grabbing his head I forced it deeper into me....I felt myself near the edge of an orgasm...that was incredible in the beginning stages.......as it slowly began to mount...I felt myself bucking at his tongue....his mouth eagerly sucking me....sucking me again and again...I could here him slurping my juices up like a starving manaic...and my body eagerly performed.....my clit swollen beyond belief by his demanding mouth..screaming....just a little more..just a little more....tugging at my clit.....rolling it with his tongue....and intermediately stabbing me with his tongue....his finger...taking its place when he went back to tortue my clit.....I felt the orgasm mounting....thrusting myself like a wild animal....I tighten my legs around his head....not wanting to release that mouth of his.....his fingers pushing themselves deeper and deeper within me.....as another teased my anus....it was too much....wetting my fingers...I gave my nipples a small pull....as I did I felt my body release ......the contractions...were so strong...I felt my legs tighten more.....as they spasmed.....I felt myself....contracting and cramping like nothing before....still bucking....he licked every drop of my juices....as I released the tension in my legs....the throbbing continued....my whole mount...swollen beyond belief.....uncontrollably...I still felt my body move...as if to say ....continue on and pleasure me again........

Alex felt the movement in my body....and knew I wanted more....he moved in such a way...that all I had to do was open my legs .......obliglingly.....the excitement of my orgasm....had him moving like a desperate man....he was thrusting like a mad man......pushing himself into me so deeply ....I could have just screamed....and that I did....the sweat now began pouring out of our bodies.....we began to shimmer in the early morning light...the smell of sex in the air....slowing my movements down.....to slow Alex's orgasm....as not to have this moment end....there was nothing like the moments right before you cum....knowing that it is merely a stroke away.....and wanting to push....wanting to feel that release..of fluids....and heat.....as I began to slow...Alex's eyes locked with mine.....a slight look of terror filled his eyes.....did he think I was going to make him stop? grinding myself on him now...he realized as I looked back pushing at the same time...I was just slowing it down.....his body didn't have the control at that point..I could tell....with my orgasm...and his need for one...it was time....he pumped harder and harder....the sweat pouring from face....the sweat on his chest... I took my hand and rubbed his chest....playing with his nipple......I began contracting my vaginal walls sucking his cock from the inside of me....I could tell he could feel the added friction....as he began to pump harder....harder....I heard him moan...his face flushed with esctasy... reaching down I began to fondle his balls ..which were very tight....as he moaned again...I could feel my own excitement build...moving my hand from his balls...I began stroking myself...Alex looked down..and smiled...this pleased him I could tell..so I spread my legs a little further open so he could get the full picture...ocassionally inserting my finger along side the base of his cock....I continued to milk him......he continued to meet my body thrust for thrust.....his breathing had become very labored and I could tell he was about to cum...when I quickly began masturbating myself to orgasm....I began to meet him in the wave of esctasy....I heard myself moan and as I did...I heard an echo.....his body feeling the contractions deep within had begun their own orgams....as I contracted... his penis pulsated...the feeling was overwhelming.........as we slowly relaxed he did not pull away from me.....letting me feel his hard cock twitch inside of me.....as it began to relax...he slowly slid out....my legs were weak......my body was contented as it had never been.........

As we both just lay there not moving not wanting to break the spell.....the beads of sweat rolling off of our bodies........suddenly I felt the terrible desire to urniate.....running to the bathroom.....I realized I hadn't been.....giggling I stumbled to the bathroom......after I had finished... I quickly washed my face off.....flushed with fever....it was glowing.....as my girlfriends and I would laughingly say....that just Fucked look.....and it was definitely glowing......I tied my towel around my body.....wet a warm rag....reenterd the bedroom....Alex had moved....sitting up with a pillow behind his bed.....I walked over .....pulling down the sheets....began to clean him off...at first he began to protest...and then stopped....simply leaning back he let me continue...going back to the bathroom to keep the rag warm.....upon the last application of rinsing off...I felt a stir of his cock....evil boy I said....can't you get enough.....I will have to just stop touching you....laughingly I went and discarded the washcloth......dropping the towel.....I eagerly jumped back in bed.....grabbing the sheets...I noticed they were silk....funny I hadn' t noticed before.....laughing I asked Alex to explain to me how and what had happened the previous night......I simply did not remember a thing past sitting down on the sofa and ....sitting down on the sofa.....that was it...why hadn't he woke me.....?

He hadn't had a chance to answer that question....when I bombared him with..... well what time had we planned on going to Fifth Avenue...would we eat breakfast out...or have something in the room.....what time was the show....tonight......eagerly the questions kept spilling out.......laughing now...I could hear him say...slow down....slow down......with my eyes twinking I said....why....I tried to get you to.....and it didn't work...we both laughed at this.....as he began to speak........................

When she returned from the bathroom, I still expected her to ask about last night. And I thought she was beginning to as she said “Now, about last night....” but it was different... “what happened after I sat on the couch...” I felt a pang of disappointment.. so my bearing my soul went right over her head.. and then without waiting for an explanation, she began to ask about our plans for the day.. just like a little kid.. almost bouncing on the bed....

I told her to slow down and she made a crack about my stamina during our last love-making session. I laughed... “Well, I thought breakfast here in the suite, then, as I said last night, I thought a walk down Fifth Avenue, maybe some shopping... there are some nice shops there ...(and I laughed)... there is a nice restaurant at the skating rink in Rockefeller Centre, which I am sure you have seen on TV.. and I thought we could take a spin around the ice and then eat. Then, we can play it by ear... maybe back here for a nap before the play.. curtain is 7:00 PM I believe....”

She seemed to agree with my agenda.. “ And Barbara, if there is anything you want to do here, just let me know, I can be flexible....”

With that, I rose, and walked to the bathroom, calling over my shoulder “Call down and order breakfast, just a fruit plate and a Pepsi for me..” I walked into the bathroom and stood at the counter, leaning forward on my arms and looking into the mirror.. Well, just forget about it, she ignored you, so maybe it is over after the weekend, so make the most of it. I stepped into the shower and turned on the water, hard and hot and stood underneath it, my back to the faucet, with the water hitting the back of my neck.... thinking.... my new job... Bill, and what I was going to do with him... the unanswered call from last night...and this Barbara... what were we going to do.. no matter how hard I tried to put the relationship to the back of my mind, I could not.....

I was deep in though, my eyes closed, the water still hot and hard, pounding on the back of my neck, and I did not even know she had entered the shower until she touched me, which caused me to jump. I almost slipped, but caught my balance, and then she told me to turn and she was going to wash my back. I did as I was told, and I must admit, it felt good. She then washed my hair and scrubbed my front, being so gentle as she washed my genitals... then I took the sponge from her and began to wash her back, then her hair and finally her front... taking my time to make sure her breasts were well washed.... maybe a little too washed, as I watched her nipples grow and harden. Then I slid the sponge down between her legs and gently cleaned her wonderful vagina. This woman was driving me crazy with her silence, but she was also driving me crazy with her beauty and sensuality... I leaned in and began to kiss her neck... and dropped the sponge as she turned toward me and we embraced under the water.... we kissed for ever it seemed, my cock growing hard once more.. how many times could we do this in one day I wondered, and then smiled to myself and thought- as many as necessary... and my hand slid down between her legs.... We were under the water, but I could still tell that a good portion of the wetness down there was from inside. I still had not taken her from behind, and I was curious as to how she would react to this.... some women I know do not like it, they feel they are being used... some get scared I will enter them in their anus, and I have, but only with permission. I turned Barbara around and gently leaned her forward, her hands on the wall and she spread her legs apart for me. I stepped in and using my hands spread her ass wide and opened her vagina.. and slid my cock inside her.. she began to buck back at me and I started pushing my cock deeper and deeper inside of her... my arms wrapped around her and I began to play with her nipples with one and her clit with the other and slowly moving my cock from side to side and in and out. Barbara reached down between her legs and gently.. oh so gently... rubbed and caressed my balls and cock as it moved in and out of her pussy and occasionally she helped me to rub her clit, which I find so erotic. I could feel my head rubbing deeply in her and this time it did not take long for both of use to once more explode together in a wonderful orgasm. I grabbed the sponge and once more washed her vagina and she washed my cock and balls and then we both stepped from the shower...

After drying off, I walked into the bedroom and dressed, combing my hair straight back and letting it dry wet.. something I never do at work, but find myself doing on weekends... Barbara sat at the vanity and began to apply her makeup and I walked over, gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked into the living room. Breakfast had arrived and was set up by the door to the balcony. I grabbed the phone and walked out onto the balcony... dialing the number again.. and listening, again as the machine picked up.. this time, I did not hang up, but listened to the entire message, listening to the voice... wondering how she was... then I heard the beep and I just stood there holding the phone, not sure if I was going to speak and I hit the disconnect button and looked out across the park... I then called my home number and listened to the 3 messages I had there. A telemarketer, who began to speak and then hung up.. a call from George, my buddy who runs the company Bill works with. He had left me a message telling me that he had suspicions about the dealings his salesman was having with Bill, and would be happy to investigate deeper.. loving the intrigue.. George was always into plots and mysteries and I knew he would handle this situation well... and then the third message, from Antonio, informing me that he had indeed taken care of the sheets (well I knew that already Antonio) and that also he had some interesting news about an old friend of mine, and I knew who he meant. I quickly hung up and dialed his number only to, once again, be disappointed by the machine that answered.. I did leave him a message, telling him to contact me at home and this time not to be mysterious and to give me the information..... I turned to see Barbara standing there, looking at me, and I quickly reviewed the message I had just left, thinking if I had used any names....

I walked into the room, asked if she was hungry, which she was, as was I, and we sat down to eat.

Once we were done eating, we left the hotel and began the walk down Fifth Avenue.. We stopped in front of Harry Winston Jewelers and admired the necklace in the window. Harry always displayed the most expensive item in the store in this window.. this necklace marked at a cool $758,999.00. We crossed the street and walked into Tiffany’s and began to look around... We spotted a very nice sterling silver bracelet, which I noticed Barbara admiring.. and on impulse, I pulled out my Am Ex and bought it on the spot. She tried to protest, but I told her it was a promotion gift. She looked at me funny and I explained.. I had been promoted, so I wanted to buy a gift! We both giggled.. and walked through the store arm in arm... happy, content, and living for the moment... Some more shopping ... Henri Bendel... Saks... some small boutique shops.. I bought a few ties.. Garcia and Dead, of course.. and Barbara bought a few odds and ends... we laughed.. I bought her a New York Cart Pretzel.. cool and semi-hard.. the way God intended them to be I told her... and we arrived at Rockefeller Centre and walked around the concourse, looking into the window where the Morning News show is taped.. only technicians to be seen inside.. and then down to the skating rink.. Barbara and I laced up skates and took a few turns around the ice.. I was pleased to see her having fun and she was a good skater... then over to the side, we removed our skates and walked into the restaurant.... Lunch was delicious and we laughed some more as we watched skaters circling the ice.. some good, some flailing all over the place.. it was fun.... then I turned to Barbara and said.. “The afternoon is yours.. what would YOU like to do...? “

Chapter Thirteen

I searched his face...as I carefully avoided answering his question about the night before....not wanting to end the wonderful time I was having.....he answered each of my questions with utmost patience having had answered them the previous night.....as he did he slowly rose and walked to the bathroom....as he walked away...I admired his movements....they flowed....turning over his shoulder he asked if I could order breakfast....gladly I moved myself off the bed and walked to the phone.....ordering room service came second nature to me....but when the bellman asked for the second time about the pepsi...I quickly put him in his place....turning from the phone...with a slight sense of power...I turned to the bathroom door....it was about time I started taking a little more charge here....if this was just to be a weekend thing....than it would definitely be one that Alex would remember.....he did say if there was anything I wanted to do here................as I walked to the bathroom ........entering the room...I stood and watched Alex for a moment....he stood so still letting the water...hit him with force...the steam dancing around him like a mad gypsy...spinning and swirling him as if to invite him into some forbidden dance....entering the tub...I reached for him...I could tell my touch had startled him....wondering what he was so lost in thought about....as he caught his footing .....I began to kiss his back....telling him how much I wanted to do this for him....lathering up the sponge I began slowly washing him.....stepping up on the sides of the tub....I began to lather his hair.....my feet being a touch slippery...I was forced to throw some of my weigh on him....as I did...I became aroused...the touch of his skin and firmness....as I continued lathering his hair...I could hear his pleasure in a series of short grunts and groans....as I looked down I could see visually how much the bathe was affecting him....his member stood out...pulsating as if to say....remember me.....remember me.....smiling I pushed Alex's head into the stream of water so his hair could rinse......stepping down...I turned his body to face mine.....starting with his chest.....slowly teasing him......with the sponge....slowly making my way down to his growing point of interest.....as I worked the sponge down his stomach...I slowly crouched and kissed the tip of his penis......and slowly took it into my mouth.....reaching it's base I swallowed......letting the contraction of my throat create a tightness around him......feeling the contraction his penis...as if showing it's appreciation, it flexed.....I slowly moved the sponge from his stomach in a downward slide to his pubic region, as I slowly withdrew my mouth....as I did ....I felt his hand..push my head forward again....the movement of his hand and the thrusts of his pelvis...created a sense of emergency....eagerly I began to pump him with my mouth....as my mouth reached the base of his cock...I pushed with my throat...creating a tightening and tension.....as I slowly withdrew...my tongue lapped at him....my mouth sucking ...harder and harder as it reached the head...and with each stroke of my mouth the head of Alex's cock was becoming larger and larger.....his hand guiding my head with a definite rythmn...reaching around him I placed my hand on his ass...taunt with stimulation....it felt like a rock....slowing the movement down...I withdrew my lips...kissing the end of his now engorged cock....licking the tip....I slowly began to suck it's tip...nothing more...my hand began to stroke the base of his cock....looking up I could sense the pleasure this bathe was causing....reaching for the soap...I lathered it up on my thigh...reaching for the lather...I began washing his testicles...with the touch of the sponge they began to harden.....this was just enough to throw me over the edge of ......wanting to please....... to wanting to be pleased.....as if his body were in time with mine....I felt Alex's hand pull me up ...turning me away from him....begin to wash me.....wasting no time...he began to wash me in the place I so least needed to be wet....having had created that in the short time we were showering together....as he moved the sponge over my clit.....I bit my lip....his hand expertly began to manipulate it....with his other hand I felt his finger enter my anus...ever so slowly....his finger was still silky with the lubricant of the soap...as I arched my back to accept his finger I felt his other hand leaning me forward......I spread my legs eagerly...thinking he would be entering me from behind....

as I felt his cock rub my ass....I bend forward more eagerly....he began thrusting himself in between my ass cheeks....I reached down in between my legs and began stroking myself......as he entered me I was surprised....he had entered me vaginally....and although it was intense....I could still feel the pressure his finger had created on my anus......bending forward so he could get a good look from where he was standing I slowly began to fondle his balls.....at this point they were the tightness of golf balls.....I slowly and gentley squeezing them....as I did....Alex's thrusts became more violent......his finger...had started raping my anus.....as he pushed his cock in deeper...his finger found more force also.....the pleasure I was feeling was too much.....the throbbing of my clit was superceded by the pressure of my anus.....I couldn't focus.....and as if he knew.....he withdrew his finger...and began rubbing my nipples.....with his other hand he reached between my legs and rubbed my enlarged clit......as if only awaiting his attention...I felt the contractions of my orgasm.......pushing my ass now to meet the force of his thrusts...I felt the wave hit....his own orgasm soon to be released I clamped my vaginal muscles and began to suck his cock..of any life it may still have within it.....as I did...I felt his cock enlarge and cum....his movements became staggered for a moment.....smiling I turned to him...as he reached for the sponge and began to wash me off again.....laughing....I said at this rate....why bother!.....laughling he bent down and kissed me......as we finished bathing....

exiting the tub....I felt like heaven...the spot between my legs still throbbing from the pleasure it had just experienced.....I made my way over to the vanity and starting getting ready for the day.....pulling on my makeup I could see Alex in the reflection....he was combing his hair backwards on his head...something I had never seen him wear to work...but non-the-less very flattering.....carelessly walking over he kissed me again on the cheek and went into the living area.....carefully I applied my makeup and walked to the closet....deciding upon what to wear...I heard Alex pick up the phone...thinking that I had lost myself in thought and not heard it ring...I waited to hear his voice.....after what seemed like minutes I heard him put the phone back on the reciever.....not thinking another thing...perhaps the bellman...had gotten the order wrong..after the hub a ba lu...

turning back to my closet I decided upon my red silk sheath dress...it has a sexy off centre slit...the square neckline and princess seams however brought it back to refinely sexy.....and red no less....to say look at me....

walking to my chest of drawers....I picked out my demi bra...it had such detail in the embroidering....and the panties that matched were heaven...they made me look and feel like a million dollars....lost in my thoughts...I continued getting dressed......as I slid up my thigh highs.....I thought back to the shower...and blushed.....

as I let the dress fall over my frame...I turned in the mirror and did a quick inspection.....oh yes Barbara...you still had it....although it had been put in check for a time with your career and life....you still had that part of you that made heads turn....

walking into the living room...... I saw Alex and lost some of my composure....it was like seeing a cat that had eaten a canary....something had happened in the short time it had taken me to get ready.......and I knew not what......but also being a woman...that had worked hard for anything she wanted ..knew...if it was worth knowing...I would....and not until it was time...would I ask....

Casually I heard him ask if I was hungry.....of course I was.....as we sat down and ate......

Once we ate.....Alex begged to be excused.....as he went in the bedroom to get himself ready for the day.....standing over the balcony....I couldn't help but fall in love with New York......it seemed like a city that had everything.....excitement....small town.....parks....people that could make or break your life...simply over the smell of your perfume......I was relishing in the thought..when the bellman arrived to retrieve the dishes from breakfast......

He knocked twice before entering the room.....Alex still embroiled in getting ready didn't respond and I merely turned to watch him walk into the room.....as he walked towards the balcony....I could see his eyes wander over my body....the dress was stunning...and quite honestly was one of my favorites...it made me look demearly erotic....I could see the appreciation in his eyes.....as I turned and gave him the full view....as he clumsily removed the cart....I walked over and reached for the bill to tack on a tip...as I did..I saw that Alex had already taken care of it........smiling, I wished him a nice day.....and walked back to study the view......

As I heard Alex enter the room I turned...still no recognition in his eyes...his mind was lost somewhere else....I quess it would be my quest to seek....understand....and conquer.....

He looked ravishing.....he was casually dressed....he had gone with the Banana Republic look....khaki pants....speary topsiders...and a Navy pullover with red emblem.....

as we headed out the door... I could feel the banter of our relationship returning.....exiting the hotel....

we starting walking down fifth avenue....stopping in front of Harry WInston's we looked at jewelry I could only dream of.....laughing at how many Bill's you would have to kill and collect on their insurance policies...we laughed and headed across the street......I love looking and it was so nice to have someone to look with....I used to see couples together and wonder how did she rope him into going shopping.....and for the first time found myself doing it with someone that did not appeared to be roped at all......and in fact was the king of shopping.....

stopping a one window a little too long......I found myself looking at a silver bracelet...not for myself mind you( I only wear gold or tri color gold) and heard Alex tell the sales girl.....we'll take it......trying to insist that I just couldn't take it....he insisted....making an excuse of a promotion present.....laughing now....I couldn't help but put it on with his help....

as we continued to shop I felt the old Alex returning to me...his eyes were focused on me....and I put on a show....going to one of the smaller boutique shops I insisted on trying on some pajama's....but the real eye opener was when anticipating a silk chemise and wrap...I called Alex back towards the dressing rooms and showed him the lastest thing in Merry widowers! It was sexy...it was ivory on antique pink.....the hose I had fashioned were of the pink...the house slippers were ivory......with a nice elevation....as I turned slowly extending my ass towards him......I could hear a slow....whistle of appreciation.............

laughlingly we left....shopping some more....we then entered Henri Bendels..where I tried to talk Alex into trying on some boxers for me....and although I believe he would have......if he wouldn't have seen the New arrivals of Jerry Garcia ties on sale......buying some.....we left...laughing.....exhausted from shopping......

Alex bribbed me onward with the suggestion of a New York Pretzel....saying something about cool and semi-hard and how God had intended it to be that way........laughing I looked down at his crotch....and simply stated if he had intended it to be that way....then why...? And he laughingly looked back and retorted....well haven't you figured it out....yet...that is the difference between the men and the boys.......

walking on.....we made our way to Rockefeller Centre.....walking around the concourse.....Alex insisted we get on the ice.....and although I can hold my own.....I didn't know...if New York City was ready to watch me hold my own in a dress.....as we entered the ice...I see why Alex was not afraid to me out on it dressed as I was.....he movements were so smooth.....like with all of his movements...he made me look good.....when I would begin to waver....his arm would be at my elbow to prod me onward.......begging famine.......we exited the ice for lunch...........

at lunch things were casual.......the restuarant was busy...the excitement of the city being contagious.....I felt myself being swept up in it’s stimulation.....anticipation of the theatre that night being prominent......the waitress was on her third round of asking us...if everything was all right...when I noticed her slip a napkin beside Alex's plate.......not knowing if Alex had seen her...I wanted to make sure....she knew.....reaching over....I took the napkin....and thanked her for her thoughtfulness......meekly she retreated......wiping my mouth with it...I casually placed it in my lap for a later-look-see....

so what did I want to do the rest of the afternoon eh? well..............

laughing to myself inside....Alex's voice came back to me.....what...was he saying....the rest of the afternoon was mine............. .............without hestitation...and hopefully without sounding too dull....I asked if the Museum of Modern Art would do.......then I began babbling of papers I had written on Van Gogh....the love my mother had for Picasso....

without hestitation.....Alex called for the check....the waitress returning...not quite as boldly as she had....laid the folio on the table....after the bill was paid....we left....

exiting the restaurant......Alex steered me by my elbow to a cab.....once inside....I asked if perhaps we could return to the hotel...just for a brief moment so I could pick up my coat......Alex nodding......said certainly...agreeing with me...that buildings that held such fine works of art ...Did have a tendency at being rather nippy......

Upon entering the hotel...Alex asked if I would be too offended if he remained in the lounge.....certainly not....I assured him...as I headed for the elevator......

reaching our suite.....I hurriedly discarded my dress......underneath...I merely had on my demi-bra....with the matching panties.....going to the closet I replaced the dress....with a fine crocheted number.....it was a simply exquisite dress....except for one thing......it was missing the lining........it fit my body as if it had been made....which it had......the dress maker and I had had a quarrel during one of the fittings....in my rage....I had walked out with my dress....which had been a matter of principle....and she...had refused to finish it......I had worn it countless times for myself...thinking how wonderful it looked as is.......as I turned in the mirror...I decided to change my shoes...I picked a beige..pair to match my dress (?) and under clothing.........they were scant.....only mere strings attached to your feet...beige leather...attached to a three inch heel.....but how they complemented the rest of the outfit!

Reaching into the closet ....I grabbed my coat....mid thigh lengthed and tailored it accentuated my waist...a gift from my daddy ...........wrapping myself in it....I enjoyed the feel of its silk lining....and the smell of tanned leather.....

leaving the room....I made my way to the lounge.....Alex...looking up as I walked into the room....smiling he put the phone he had been using down.......are you ready I asked....? rattling the ice around in his glass...he smiled and said.....I took the liberty of ordering you a glass of wine....and me another Jack....I hope you don't mind....

sitting down....I smiled....I could use a glass of wine just about now I thought to myself....reaching for me....he asked if he could take my coat... reaching for the top button I opened it.....saying no...I would be just fine.....slowly I unbuttoned the rest....letting the coat fall open...Alex being ...unaware...of the change of clothes..as ..we sipped our drinks......

Alex checking his watch.....called for the bill....and ushered me out the door.......time was a wasting...if we should get the theatre tonight.....hailing a cab...we made our way to the Museum of Modern Art.....

As we entered the building the receptionist at the main entrance...although nice was very blantant.....we were late and the museum would be closing in Exactly 1 hour and 45 minutes.......if we would like to see anything more....we would have to return tomorrow.....

without hestitation ...we entered.....entering the main hall way...I found myself overwhelmed with all the glorious pictures and displays.....Alex...obviously knowing his way around began guiding me from room to room........as we did such.......the crowd began to thin.........over the intercom.. I heard the same thrilled voice proclaim...only 1 hour and 15 minutes more until closing.....

as we made our way further and further into the museum my courage began to grow......first I untied the belt of my coat.....and then at the next picture....I stood somewhat behind Alex's frame and undid buttons....one by one....til there was nothing between myself and the "exposed" world!

As we made our way to the painting I had so longed to see "Starry Night."..which was on loan....I started to become aroused....I had so long loved Van Gogh....and thought his madness ....quite simply ...as....genius....

In front of his work.....a bench had been placed......walking over I continued to stare at this wonderful piece of work (which I had a print of.)..I had so longed to see.....sitting down.....my coat fell open....

as my mouth fell open to Van Gogh....Alex's fell open to my outfit.....walking over...he sat next to me....pulling at the front.....smiling I opened it further.....standing up.....I faced him....and taking the belt line...opened the coat....so the only thing standing between us was the thin fabric..of the crochet....

.....reaching his hand towards me as if to pull me to him...... I hestitated....lifting my leg....I placed my foot next to his thigh.....and with the height of his seat...his was looking directly at my mount.....I raised the thin mesh of my dress......

as I did ...Alex's finger, as if on auto-pilot...entered the base of my panties...I heard a small moan of pleasure as his finger was met with my wetness......pushing his finger in as far as it would go....he pulled me towards him......kissing the fabric of my scant panties...looking towards the picture that hung from the wall I could envision Van Gogh watching me pleasure myself as he painted.......as I took Alex's head and pushed it closer to my clit.. I could feel the eyes of the painting....Alex's finger expertly fucking me.....with his mouth...he began pulling at my clit through the fabric of the panties.......at first in small biting movements....then as my enthusiam...began....more aggressively....as my coat fell from my shoulders....I gave the room a quick once over....no one in sight!......looking towards the painting once more...I felt like I was being watched...this seemed to excite me even more...as I pushed my clit at Alex's strong mouth.......Alex removing his mouth from my now throbbing clit.....began kissing the inside of my thighs....as he continued his steady rhythm of fucking me with his finger...I could feel my legs start to shake with an orgasm...just moments from happening....Alex must have felt the shutter also....as he then plunged two of his fingers into my wetness....I began to moan......I began to rock on his hand...and his movements had become more forceful.....his mouth had made it’s way from my inner thigh to my clit in no time....through my panties...he sucked me....as I felt the contractions begin..I called Alex...please....moving my panty to the side...he enveloped my clit in his mouth.....the warmth of his mouth was too much...he began ...sucking it ...harder and harder....as I came...I could feel his tongue rolling around it....licking and sucking......my body felt such a release as I came .......my legs began to shake...and as they did...Alex fucked me harder...and sucked me like a mad man.....I felt another wave coming.....as he forced my body to orgasm again... it responded less graciously this time.. thrusting myself towards him...begging for more.....the shaking in my legs had become uncontrollable ....at this point...I reached down...and ran my fingers through his hair.....trying to get my balance.....my head had become light...and my knees weak..........blushing ....I kissed the top of his head....

......removing his fingers...he took my leg and gently guided it to the floor....turning me with his hands...he had me sit on his lap....

as I did.....I felt his erection .....kissing his face.....I apologized for my selfishness........placing his finger on my lips...as you would a child to stop them from talking.....he said shush.......and then circling my lips ...with the same finger he had brought me to orgasm with....and he slowly slid it in my mouth....tasting my own juices...I began to suck his finger.........and as I did...Alex joined me in the kiss.....as we did...I could feel him growing under me.......what can I do for you...I asked? looking around...he reminded me it was time to go....

Rearranging my clothing...I felt a pang of guilt.......here I had planned on pleasuring Alex in the Museum...and the only thing I managed to do was cum in front of one of my favorite painters......laughing now...Alex told me not to worry....Van Gogh was dead.....but the guys behind the cameras probably would rewatch and rewatch the tape......looking at his face.....I waited for him to say he was just kidding....and at that moment I realized....of course he wasn't........

flushed with a recent orgasm...and still maintaining a dull throbbing between my legs.....I gathered my composure as we exited the Museum....hailing a cab.....we were headed back to the hotel...once inside its safety.. I rested my head on Alex's shoulder....I felt exhausted....taking my hand....he leaned down and kissed my forehead.....as I closed my eyes...I could hear his soft voice say...thank you for making that trip to the Museum of Modern Art so memorable......blushing again....I vowed...I would make it up to him......

moving his hand to rest on my knee...he patted it....stating...he had no doubt about that.......

So, did Barbara think I had not seen her intercept the napkin from the waitress? I had eaten here many times, but did not know this young woman, though she was very attractive. Making a mental note, I decided, that if I got the chance, I would check Barbara’s pocketbook later for the note. Barbara then responded to my offer of the afternoon being hers by asking about MOMA.. and mentioned Van Gogh and Picasso. I love the museum and her request made me feel good about her. Anyone who loves great art can not be too horrible!

I called for the check and watched the eye-play between Barbara and the waitress, smiling to myself... So, Barbara was taking a territorial view of me... interesting.. I paid the check and as we rose from the table I took Barbara’s elbow to let her lead the way. As we passed the waitress another napkin was placed in my hand and it immediately made it’s way to my pocket... I felt a twinge of guilt, but also felt better that I would not have to go into Barbara’s pocketbook later on.

Once we entered the cab, Barbara asked if we could stop at the hotel so she could grab her coat. I informed the driver of this additional stop and when we arrived at the hotel, I let him go. As we entered the hotel, I asked the concierge to get a hold of Sal, our driver and make him aware that I would need him. I was told Sal would not be able to get there in less than an hour and I told the concierge that that would be fine - but he would have to wait for us to return... I asked Barbara if I could wait in the lobby and she moved toward the elevator carrying the bags from our shopping trip. I took a seat and signaled the waitress for a drink. At the same time, I lifted the phone and dialed Antonio’s number. He picked up on the second ring... finally someone was home! After asking how the sheets were and how my weekend was going, I asked for the update he was to give me... “Vincenzo, three days ago I was walking down Madison, and who did I see heading in my direction?... Well, we stopped to chat and she told me that she had moved back to her townhouse on the upper east side. She asked after you and I told her about how well you were doing. Now, I am no psychologist, but the look in her eyes tells me that she misses you terribly.... I asked about her relationship, and she only would say that things were not as they were. Vincenzo, I think she has left him, or him her.. and she is lonely now... I did not tell her about your being here this weekend... but I really think if I had, she would have wanted to see you... Vincenzo, do you still think of her?” I was silent for a few moments, thinking of all I had just heard... “Antonio, graci... I am not sure what I will do with this information.. but thank you old friend... I shall call you before I leave here...” I signaled the waitress for another Jack and I also ordered a glass of Chablis for Barbara and then dialed my number and listened to the two unimportant messages I had.. as I listened, I reached into my pocket and looked at the napkin there and saw “Maryanne 212-555-6545” I slid it back into my pocket and hung up the phone as I looked up to see Barbara coming off of the elevator wearing a beautiful leather jacket... her incredible legs peeking out from the bottom. I also witnessed two business men stop in their tracks and ogle her as she passed by. I told her about her drink and she sat. I offered to help her with her jacket, but she insisted on keeping it on, though she did unbutton the top two buttons. I looked and noticed that she had changed her dress, but did not mention anything- if she did not bring it up, she must have had a reason. We finished our drinks and jumped in a cab up to MOMA, where we were immediately told that we only had an hour and 45 minutes. I think Barbara was upset at the woman, but we strolled into the depths of the museum. I grabbed a pamphlet and quickly scanned the map for the Van Gogh’s. We walked through, admiring the masterpieces as we went, until we reached the room where “Starry Night” was being displayed. Barbara practically stopped in her tracks as we entered and I could tell this painting held special meaning for her. She sat on the bench in front of this wonderful painting and she opened her coat further. This is when I saw why she had kept it on in the lobby. It was a clinging crocheted dress, unlined, showing her incredibly tight body and the bra and panties that kept her sex from the world... She stood and faced me and I was compelled to have her there. Her leg rose and her foot sat next to my thigh and I had a wonderful vision of her mound... I reached under her dress and slid my finger underneath, to feel her wetness.. she gasped as my finger touched her and then I pulled her closer and began to suck on her clit through her panties.... As I did this, my eyes wandered to the security camera in the upper corner of the Room.. smiling to myself.. time to give the underpaid... bored guards a show... My mouth and finger began to take all of her... then a second finger deep inside of her- the two of them fucking her deep and my mouth sucked hungrily at her clit... finally I slid the panties aside and placed my lips on her and sucked harder as I felt her come to an orgasm... I did not stop however, wanting her to explode once more.. her legs shaking.. her body pushing into my face... her juices flowing out of her onto my hand and then she exploded once more.... I then slid her down so that she sat down on me facing me... and I kissed her lightly.. she was panting and I smiled at this.. then I let her taste her cum, by sliding my fingers in her mouth.. she hungrily sucked on them... and my mouth went to hers at the same time.. our lips touching as she sucked my fingers...Barbara looked at me and asked what she could do. It was obvious that I was hard rubbing against her clit.... I smiled and said..”time to leave”.. as we left the room, I mentioned the cameras and Barbara looked at me not believing then she realized I was telling the truth. I think the voyeurism of it all turned her on, and I made a mental note to try some public fucking sometime this weekend... We left the museum and jumped in a cab where Barbara laid her head on my shoulder and promised to make up to me the enjoyment I just gave her... like I doubted she would.....

We returned to the Plaza and I saw Sal waiting.. I explained our plans for the evening and we headed upstairs. We entered the room to find a fire burning once more... I walked to the bar and poured a short Jack and asked if Barbara wanted anything.. she accepted a glass of Chablis and then said she wanted to take a quick bath.. I checked my watch and saw it was just after five. we had about an hour and a half, and I sat on the couch and hit the on button and found some golf on TV. I sat for about ten minutes and found I could not concentrate on the golf, and I switched it off... Do I make a call, or take a bath.. the bath won out and I moved toward the bathroom as I stripped off my clothes... tossing them into the bottom of my closet... I entered the bathroom to see Barbara with a wash cloth over her eyes, lying back in the bath... She looked so delectable... I placed my drink on the edge of the tub and slid in- she moved the cloth and smiled and said “I was wondering if you were going to join me....” I smiled back and asked if she wanted me to wash her back.. she said “no- it is my turn.. remember....” with that she asked me to turn so I was facing away from her and I slid back between her legs which moved over mine and entwined me... I leaned back against her chest and she began to just run her fingers over my shoulders.. over my chest and it felt so delightful.... her hand slid down my side and immediately found my cock and began to stroke it. I was not hard at all, and I enjoyed her stroking me to hardness.... I could feel her pubic hair against the base of my spine and I sort of wiggled myself against her... My mind wandered back to this morning in the shower and my wanting to enter her anus and the fact that I had a feeling she had wanted it also.... with that, I undid myself from her- against her protests and exchanged positions with her- Now I was against the tub and Barbara was between my legs,. my hard cock pressing against her back. I then placed my hands under her arms and lifted her slightly and she moved with me- I pulled her backwards and moved her down on me... my cock touched her anal opening and she gasped.. I said “Would you like this?” and not speaking, she gave me my answer by placing her hands there and spreading her butt cheeks wide and pushing against me... it took a few minutes, but eventually I had entered her tightness.... as I slid deep inside her anus she shuttered and moaned aloud.... I reached around and slid two fingers inside her pussy.... then she took my hand and removed them, turning her head slightly she said “Let me” and I could then feel two of her fingers enter her pussy deep... I could feel them slide in against the thin membrane that separated her fingers and my cock.... We did not have to move much, but slowly Barbara began to pump on my cock..... as she stroked her fingers in and out of herself.. my hands wrapped under her arms and I took both breasts in them and began to massage them- my thumb and forefinger of each hand, grabbing a nipple and squeezing tightly... Barbara practically screamed at that... a scream of pleasure and of pain.. the type of scream that I love, and apparently she did also... we were like that for what seemed to be hours... her moving up and down on my cock deep in her anus-- her fingers pumping hard and deep inside of her pussy and my fingers stimulating and squeezing her nipples..... Then I heard her say “Yes baby... do it baby... harder baby and I pushed hard into her and squeezed her nipples as hard as I could- her anus grabbed my cock in a vise-like grip and I felt her shutter uncontrollably... as my cock exploded in an incredible orgasm........... Barbara came again almost immediately and then we just laid there as my cock softened and slid out of her...... I turned her head and kissed her lips and whispered “Barbara, you are one incredible woman and I want to take you in a spot where we are not alone and make you cum in public...” Barbara looked at me and her eyes sparkled and she just smiled her agreement.... I lifted myself out of the tub and got in the shower, as she climbed out of the bath.... she stepped into the shower with me and we washed each other- teasing as we did, but knowing time was short, we abstained from continuing what was becoming a weekend of incredible sex.

We both exited the shower and I grabbed a towel and dried her off.. as I did, I could not help but use my mouth on her nipples... sucking on them and biting on them gently with my teeth..... Barbara was panting as I did this and I knew that we would need one more session before the theater, so I led her into the living room and then to the balcony--- she hesitated for a second and then stepped onto it with me. Both of us naked- I moved her to the railing - and faced her away from me-- we both were facing the park and could see the people down below. As we were up high, someone would have to look up to notice us, but in New York, tourists are always looking up-- I took my feet and spread her legs apart and stood between them.. I placed my hand on the back of her head and leaned her forward slowly... Barbara reached behind herself and began to stroke my already hard cock and then grabbed it and placed it against her vagina lips... and I pushed- hard and fast and entered her- both of us gasping as I entered her.... I then began to fuck her---hard---- fast---deep and I stroked her clit as I did....... I looked down hoping to see someone watching and before long, it happened... I whispered in her ear- look- we are being watched- and Barbara whispered back- I know and I am going to explode on your cock because of it- with that I felt her muscles tighten as they had not before and she began to spurt cum all over my cock- it was too much for me as I noticed someone point up at us and I exploded for the second time in a half hour- filling her with more cum than I could imagine having in me..... I slid out of her- turned her toward me and kissed her hard on the lips.... We then walked back into the living room, closing the doors behind us and not looking back at what had to be a small group of gawking tourists... wondering who the two people who had just put on a show were....

We then began dressing... I selected my midnight blue single breasted suit with light pinstripes... a light yellow button-down oxford shirt with my gold cufflinks, one of my new Garcia ties, which was a combination of slashes of colors including blues and yellows and my Italian loafers with the gold tassels.... I then stepped into the living room to pour a drink and wait for Barbara to finish dressing....

I also picked up the phone and then placed it back down... No, no matter what might happen, this weekend was for Barbara and I and I would not call again.....

When Barbara walked into the living room, my jaw must have dropped.. she was absolutely gorgeous... I briefly thought of tearing her clothes off and skipping the theater and dinner, but got my mind back and we left the room, down to the lobby, where she stopped all male traffic and then into the limo. Sal even stumbled when he saw her and I smiled wide... The ride to the theater took about 10 minutes and we were seated just as the lights came down and the curtain began to rise... just the way I like it... During the first half- we sat quietly, holding hands... and at the intermission we stepped outside for a breathe of fresh air and I removed a Cuban cigar from the gold cigar holder I had slid into my inner breast pocket and lit it. Barbara looked at me quizzically and I explained my addiction to these since I had quit smoking. We chatted about the play, she was truly enjoying it, as was I and then we returned for the second half. During the second half- the cats come into the audience and mingle with the crowd and I was not surprised to watch as two male cats semi-battled over who would perform in front of Barbara.... Before I knew it the play was over and we moved outside and into our waiting limo. Traffic is always a little tough after the plays let out and it took about a half hour to get across town to LaIncontro. As we entered Primo, the owner/matre de laughed out loud “Vincenzo, you are so bad, staying away so long” And then he stopped and looked at Barbara, as she removed her coat. He forgot about me entirely and took her hand, kissing it and saying “So, bella, can I take you away to the most beautiful place on the earth?” Barbara smiled and I jumped in to say “Primo, would your wife and 5 children be there also?” We all laughed and he escorted us to our table. Drink orders were taken and Barbara and I began to discuss the play.......

Chapter Fourteen

.....exiting the cab...we made our way back to our suite...Alex stopping long enough to talk to Sal...

walking in the room.....a wave of fatigue hit me....grateful for the glass of white wine Alex offered as we walked in the room.....I made my way to the bathroom...stripping off my clothes as I walked......looking back I saw Alex sitting down to catch the lastest news on golf.....

as I ran the bath water....my mind wandered back to the events of the day...it had started off delightfully with incredible sex...shopping.....lunch...the museum...more incredible sex....no wonder I felt exhausted.....as the steam filled the bathroom......every muscle in my body seemed to relax.....

lowering myself in the water...I could feel every muscle of my body that I hadn't been used to using... throb......taking a large sip of my wine...I then placed the washcloth over my eyes...letting my thoughts float away.....

I just couldn't shake the events of the day.....I had never met a man like Alex before.....so much stamina...so cool....yet so down to earth......the weekend was turning out more wonderfully than I could have expected.... reaching blindly I turned the bracelet on my wrist...........

resoaking the washcloth....I took another sip of wine......with the heat...and fatique..I felt my head spin just a bit.....so I reapplied the cloth over my eyes.....laying back I could feel myself drift off to sleep.......

just as I did....I heard Alex walk into the room.....placing his drink on the edge of the tub ....he joined me......he wasn't going to waste any time collecting on the debt owed I thought...laughing I said I was wondering if you were going to join me......sliding in between my legs...his back rested on my chest...it felt wonderful......as I began stroking his chest....making my way to his cock......he was relaxed and I began to slowly stroke him....immediately his dick responded.....growing with each stroke.....as I began to increase the speed of my movements....his cock began to harden more and more.......pulling me from him....thinking I was doing something incorrectly......I protested.....smiling he said it was his turn remember....placing me between his legs now.... he cock began to rub my backside.....immediately I could tell what he had in mind......I could tell he was in doubt if he should......so spreading my ass towards him...he eagerly accepted the invitation.......taking some bath oil...he rubbed on the head of his now engorged penis......stimulating my anus with the other hand.....lifting me up under my arms...he began to penetrate me.....taking it slowly at first...once passing the spincter muscle...his movements intensified....the tightness was too much for him I could tell....the grunts and tightness of his legs was making it obvious that this would be a short love -making session.....grabbing my breast .. he roughly tearing at my nipples....reaching down....I pushed my fingers into myself.....when I did...it caused a moan from Alex.....I could tell one of appreciation.....as I worked my fingers against his thrusts....I could feel his cock thicken...as my other hand rubbed my clit....I began to feel my own orgasm build with each of his moans and thrusts......I could hear his breath becoming difficult....as he pumped me harder and harder...the water slapping us with each stroke.....as I felt Alex's body become ridged ...I squeezed my asscheeks together...creating even more tension around his cock.....as I did his fingers responding by grabbing my nipples to the point I heard myself call out......as I felt Alex's cock empty into my ass...I felt his dick throb and throb....I was wondering if his orgasm would stop...as I felt my own start......he was still pumping his cum into me..as I climaxed......laying back on him....I could feel his cock slide out of me......relaxing for a moment...I could hear Alex...talking about having sex in public.....God I thought...can't this man get enough...........smiling at him.....I started cleaning myself off......

drying myself off.....Alex came over and began sucking my nipples....I have a definite weakness for this....and I could feel the throbbing between my legs begin again....as he sucked...I begged him to do a little harder......as I reached between my legs.....taking my hand away from my clit...Alex led me to the balcony......placing me on the edge....standing behind me...I could feel his cock...on my back....reaching behind me I began to stroke him to erection.....as soon as he was hard enough.....he slide his cock in my now soaking wet pussy.....reaching behind his neck....I pulled myself up...as his strokes became harder and quicker....in lifting myself up.....I could see that anyone from the side walk looking up would have a good view of our trist...as I began to moan....Alex pumped me harder and harder....taking his finger he began to circle my clit....throwing myself from his finger to his cock...I began to orgasm......looking down I saw a couple looking up ...pointing....this excited me more......screaming...I let the wave of the orgasm take over my body....as I watched the shocked looks of the passer-byers........laughing.....my legs began to give way...when I felt Alex tense up.....not thinking he would be able to cum again so quickly.....I had stopped my movement after my orgasm.....he was pumping like crazy now....pushing his rock hard cock into me.....harder and harder....I could tell he was having to work for this one......pumping and pumping....when he finally began to orgasm...I could tell it had been worth the extra effort......his cock kept pumping and pumping the cum from his balls......the sweat had begun to pour from his body.....his chest glistening.....as I felt his cock slide from between my legs...I turned and ran my hand over his chest....licking a few trickles of sweat.....turning we..looked down now....I saw that we had acquired a few more gawkers.....

Alex turning me passionately....kissed me fully on the lips....I could tell the thought of having people witness our love-making session had turned him on too....his face was flushed with excitement.....

turning ...he led me back into the suite to continue to get ready for our night out......

sitting down on the bed.....I watched Alex get ready.....he was wearing a beautiful single breasted suit......with light pinstripes.....it would go wonderfully with my dress I thought....it was like we knew what the other would be wearing........after finishing up...he excused himself to the other room.....hearing him clinking the ice into the glass..... I preceeded to get ready....

I had brought my midnight blue stretch velvet dress.....it was floor length with a scrunch turtleneck......and empire bodice....from the front the dress was very sheek...and slenderizing....but from the back it was a knock out....the turtleneck...opened to a back less dress....the scoop extending down to the small of my back....with it I wore a pair of black thigh highs....with my black heels......putting on my diamond necklace...which after having changed the chain previously....stood out wonderfully.....for my earrings...I put some gold crested diamonds.....I exchanged the bracelet that Alex had given me with my two tri-color chains......reapplying my makeup lightly....and pinning my hair up in a french twist.....I was ready to go.......walking out of the room I caught my reflection in the mirror......if I didn't get a compliment out of him with this outfit....I may as well hang it up......there was no hope in sight!

I could tell he was pleased with the look as I entered the room.......as I turned in front of him.....I heard a low whistle.....blushing with the excitement.....I felt like a million dollars....

walking out of the hotel....I caught our reflection in the mirrors of the lobby....his suit and my dress....we looked as though we had been a couple all our lives....we complimented one another impectably.......

getting to the theater we arrived just in time.....just as we took our seats..the curtain raised.......

sitting in the darkness....I turned to look at Alex...he was so striking just sitting there......as if he felt my stare....he took my hand and gave it a quick squeeze......turning back to the play....I was over-whelmed....

the play was everything I had hoped for and little more than I had expected....Alex didn't tell me that in the second half of the performance...the cast came out and danced in the audience.....for a moment I thought perhaps he had payed someone extra to come over and dance in front of me.....I turned every shade of red...and two of the members came over and started dancing directly in front of me.....heads turned to see...and the more people that looked the more flushed I could feel myself becoming....finally relaxing....I sat back and just watched with enthusiam as the men performed.....stealing glances from other women who were obviously jealous of the attention I was receiving....

and before I knew it ....the play was over........several women pretending to ask me how I liked the "performance" walked up...as they spoke to me I could feel their eyes moving over Alex's body.....smiling...I could appreciate this attention....he did look stunning....taking my elbow he steered me through the crowd as if he was unaware of the attention.......

getting into the limo.....we made our way through the thick traffic......

talking about the play....and Alex teasing me about how many shades of red I managed to turn.....

still feeling the rush of excitement from the play....I could feel myself glowing as we entered the restaurant....once again...Alex was met with a familiarity that only comes from frequent and pricey visits.....

Alex was greeted by Primo...the owner...of the Laincontro......slapping Alex on the back and once again with the hearty hand-shake....turning to me....I thought Primo....would lose his hair-piece.....Either I looked as wonderful as I felt....or I wasn't the person he was expecting to see...on Alex's arm......reaching for my hand...he placed a big wet kiss on it......saying something silly like taking me away......I blushed....and Alex quickly brought up the fact that Primo had a wife and 5 children.......laughing like old friends that had been apart too long...we were led to our table......

heads once again turning as we made our way through the room......this was becoming something I was starting to become accustomed to...Alex was obviously well known...and admired....and if they didn't know him.....they wanted to know this man.....who seemed to know everyone.......

sitting down...Primo stayed with us at the table for a few more moments.......making his suggestions on what we should and shouldn't have....begging off....something about his girlfriend should be calling at any moment.....

he was quickly replaced by a waiter that took our drink order......

once the drinks arrived....we slipped into some casual conversation about the play.....the parts I liked the most...and the least......

excusing myself....I asked for the direction to the ladies room.......walking away from the table....I could feel eyes following me......the women looking back at the table.....probably trying to figure out a way to approach it....and the men....following me to the ladies room......

entering the ladies room I freshened up.......after washing my hands and retouching my hair...I reached into my demi-bag for my lipstick....when I had moved my essentials from my bag to this little tote....I had inadvertantly transferred the napkin...as I reached for my lipstick....I pulled it out also....looking down....pangs of guilt traveled through my fingertips to the pit of my stomach.....looking down I opened the napkin.....very neatly...printed was the name Maryanne...below her name was the number 212-555-6545. Folding the napkin back ..I had to give her credit.....she was someone that saw what she wanted and went for it.........lining my lips ...I thought what I should do with the number.......as I turned in my place....I bumped into another young woman....apolgizing....I tried to side - step her....putting her arm on mine....she mentioned how wonderfully I smelled...and what was the name of my perfume....as I began to open my mouth.....she came directly to the point.....she and Alex had been a couple once....and she was back in New York now...stunned I didn't know what to say....or if she really expected an answer....I just stood in place, my body being unable to propel it from the spot it felt glued to.....she said she had noticed us immediately upon our arrival....she also stated she wouldn't be staying.....but taking a napkin..out of her purse ..she placed it in my hand.....could I please give this to Alex for her......smiling...she placed a quick kiss on my cheek.....turning her head as she walked out the door....she said....your perfume....it's Ciara, isn't it?........

simply stunned by the turn of events....I looked down in my hand..the note was short and sweet.....her intentions obvious...sitting down on the little vanity seat provided...I caught my breath.....

never had I been placed in such an awkward position before.....not only did this woman want to rekindle her relationship with my date...but she wanted or expected me to assist her in it......I was floored....never had I ever met someone so bold....

placing the note along side the napkin I already had....I walked back to the table....Alex was gorgeous....as I walked to the table.. he stood up....when he did....the eyes of the room followed his movement.....laughing he said something about thinking I had run off with Primo.....laughing....I said something clumsy like....no I just couldn't hail a cab fast enough...........

He began to say something about how wonderful I looked when the first course came........putting aside the incident that had just occurred I relished getting lost in our meal.....

Alex had picked our meals for us...and it was exsquite.....as we ate...he asked me to tell him what had been my favorite part of the weekend so far and why.....blushing I asked did he really want to know? looking intrigued he leaned towards me and said of course....he would not have asked...if he didn't want to know the answer......so I began to describe parts of each of our love-making experiences....the part I liked the best....

in the morning I liked when he was rubbing his cock on my ass....and how for a moment I thought he would just take me anally.....then how I could feel the pressure of his finger as he fucked me...then in the museum...how he uninhibitedly sucked and fucked me.....in the bath later when he took me anally....and later when on the balcony I knew people were watching.....his excitement and stamina.....blushing as I talked.. I saw his eyes grow large.....I quess he like hearing my discription of the pleasure of our encounters......he constantly interjecting questions which would cause me to go into more detail of how good his cock felt thrusting in and out of me......how I liked watching him touch himself as he placed his dick in my pussy......I was saying something to this effect when dessert came....and I quickly changed the subject.......I could tell Alex wanted to get back to it....when...I mentioned that I had a confession to make.....

I mentioned earlier in the day.......how I had picked up the napkin..the waitress had left.....and how in finding it in my bag...the pangs of guilt were too overwhelming.....reaching into my purse I pulled it out laying it in front of him.....smiling he reached to open it.......as he did...he said he had a confession to make too! laughing I inquired...what? as he opened the napkin.....I thought he had choked.......he obviously had lost his breath.....and began coughing.....I suddenly became concerned....reaching for his water....he took a large gulp.......reopening the napkin......he asked me where I had gotten it from......looking down at it....I realized what must have happened........pulling it back from him....it read:

Alex,

I 'm back......call me...at 212-557 -8969....!

love, Diane

it seemed like years until I heard Alex clear his throat....as he began to explain..................

Primo had seated us at my old table, near the back.. a table with a bench seat for us to sit next to each other. I sat down to Barbara’s right, actually giving her the seat with the full view of the room. My seat had an obscured view of the room, but I wanted Barbara to be seen by all. She was absolutely drop dead stunning in her dress... It had been hard to not take her in the limo from the theater, but I wanted this to be a glorious evening, and there was time for plenty of sex later on. Barbara ordered a glass of wine, and I told the waiter to bring a bottle... I started with a Jack, figuring I would get a bottle of Merlot with dinner.

Barbara excused herself to go to the Ladies room, and I sat quietly by myself. It was actually nice to have a few minutes. I thought about Barbara and how she had turned my life around in just a few short days. The fact that we had known each other for 2-3 years was immaterial.... It was only Saturday, and we had slept together on Tuesday for the first time... 5 days and this woman had entered my soul so totally. I thought to the waitress at the restaurant this afternoon, and knew I would never call her... I thought about my conversation with Antonio about Diane and mulled over whether I would maybe spend an extra day in NY and call her... But it had been so many years.. and we had gone through so much... and These last two days with Barbara had been so glorious.. and then there was the sex... Even if the sex had been average, I had had such a good time.. but the sex.. well it was without a doubt some of the hottest, most satisfying I had ever had.. and that was saying a lot. With that thought, I decided to take this relationship another step. I would not call Diane.....I looked around the room and returned the smile of a few ladies in the room, careful their dates did not see the eye play.. well I was not dead was I? Then Barbara came back and I stood to pull the table clear so she could slide in. As she did I once again got a view of her back in that dress and decided that I was going to not have too much sleep that evening. I jokingly told her that I had thought she and Primo had skipped out on me, and she replied that a cab was not available and we laughed. The waiter came over and I ordered us an appetizer of Proscutto and melon and an order of baked clams... the waiter stood waiting and I informed him we were in no rush and that we would order as we went. Barbara smiled at me and as I went to tell her about my decision on pursing this relationship, it came out as “What have you liked the best this weekend...” I caught a slight blush and I realized I was falling even faster... She asked if I meant it, and I told her, of course. As I took a sip of my drink, I noticed Primo looking uncomfortable, but let it pass. Then I turned in the seat and placed my hand on Barbara’s knee and said please tell me...

Thinking she might talk about the museum and ice skating and the carriage ride, I watched her lips as she began to speak. She began describing our lovemaking, and it turned me on so.... How this morning she thought I would enter her anally... and how great it felt to have my finger up her anus as I fucked her pussy... how she loved it when I later took her annally, which made me ask her if she had done that before.... yes.... had she ever envisioned two men- one anally the other conventionally at the same time.. yes, but it had not happened.... she then described how great it was in the museum... and I asked if she would have let me go on if she had seen the security cameras... yes... that made me smile wider.... The session on the balcony.. and she admitted that her orgasm was stronger that time than all the rest.... we were eating as we went along.. and in between, I had ordered the main course, once again deciding to share two different dinners to get the full effect. I ordered the Gnocchi with meat sauce and a Shrimp Fra Diavolo.. both of which were incredible as always. I continued to probe Barbara about how she enjoyed the lovemaking, wanting to be sure she was as excited by it as I was.. I continually slid my hand under the table and rubbed her leg, and could feel her opening and closing her legs- and I knew she was as hot as I was.... As she described how hot it made her to watch me stroke my cock as I entered her, our deserts - tirumasu and an order of lemon sherbet- came and Barbara stopped and looked at me... She then started again and said she had a confession to make.. I assumed she was going to tell me that she had a relationship back in Atlanta waiting for her, or that... maybe she was falling in love with me- that would have been OK with me... we would figure out work if that was the case.. but instead she said... She admitted to snatching the napkin that afternoon and reached in her pocketbook to show it to me... I was about to tell her I knew and that the waitress had made another successful attempt at getting me her number- but I was not interested.. when I looked down at the napkin she had opened in my hand... The room began to spin... I could not breath... I reached for the wine and grabbed the water instead.... was this for real... was this some sick joke... I could not focus and was sure I was having a stroke... how could Barbara be so cruel....

Alex,

I 'm back......call me...at 212-557 -8969....!

love, Diane

.... Barbara took the napkin from my clenched hand and I saw her eyes widen....

Finally I got my breath and spoke... “Is this a Joke????” “No”, she said “I was in the ladies room and a woman handed this to me... I think it was her..” I jumped up and looked around the restaurant.. La Incontro is not large and I could see all the table once I moved around the corner of the alcove our table was in. I looked at Primo and his eyes immediately dropped to the ground, and I knew it was true.. she had been here when we had arrived, and I thought about it and realized Primo had diverted us to not see the two small tables in the far corner.. she must have been there....

I sat back down and reached for and grabbed my wine.... Barbara was staring at me... and I knew I was going to have to talk about it....

“Barbara, what did she say?” “All she said was that she was in town and you and she used to be a couple and handed me this note for you. I am sorry, I really was not going to show you this one, but the other see... “ and with that she placed the waitress’ note on the table.

“OK Barbara, I believe you, and it is just like Diane to do something like this.. I guess you need to hear the whole story... Well when I lived here, we were a couple, for almost 8 years as a matter of fact... and we were engaged to be married. The whole damn thing was planned and the invitations were in the mail, when she decided that my lifestyle was not for her. All of a sudden, she deplored the fact that I traveled... the fact that I had business dinners at least 4 nights a week... the fact that women looked at me as we walked in the city- like THAT was my fault... it was very ugly.... and I was totally crushed... and to make matters worse, it all came apart right here in this restaurant.. not at this table- at one across the room, that I would never sit at again.... “ I knew that there was a tear in my eye as I told her this.. it still hurt, I knew that... Diane and I had met on a photo shoot for a cigarette account I worked on.. she was one of the famous Newport girls, and she was a stopper.... I had fallen immediately, and both of us had seemed to be totally committed to each other.. friends of mine used to joke that she was DIANE-ONE-AND-ONLY.. to distinguish her from an earlier Diane I had dated....

“I had to call everyone we knew to cancel the wedding.... she just left me sitting here that night and disappeared... I searched for her for months, but she had fallen off of the face of the earth.... I was totally crushed and went into a blue funk.. my friends rallied around me thinking I was going to do something stupid... and I did not date for at least 2 years.. not even casually.. and that was also one of the reasons I took a job outside of NY, since I could not stand to do anything because it reminded me of her. And then I heard reports that she was seen here and there with a different man each time. And to be honest, I had tried to call her a few times, but always received her message machine, and I never left a message... I actually tried to call her earlier today, I am ashamed to say...” Barbara looked at me and I was not sure if she was sad for me, sad for herself, or she wanted to throw a drink in my face.

“I do need to tell you Barbara, while you were in the ladies room, I was thinking of telling you how special you have become in my live...” “OH SURE, and that is why you took a phone number from a waitress.. and you tried to call an old girlfriend...” “Barbara... I don’t know what you are thinking... how you feel... I mean, My god, last night at Tavern, I spilled my guts to you about how I felt about you and you never....ever...responded to it... you totally ignored me.... I asked you about your favorite parts of the weekend, and you talked about sex.... is that all this is.. sex??? I must tell you, I truly believe I am falling for you...H-A-R-D........ and I HAD decided that I would not be calling Diane... two weeks ago, maybe.. two days ago... maybe.. but today, now, feeling as I do about you... I want to see if we can make this work... you are so inside me, that I can not imagine you not being there... It may sound ridiculous, but I think maybe it is because I have always, and I mean always loved your brain... and admired your body, in the last few days I have begun to love your personality, your soul, your being........“ I sat back and looked up and realized that maybe our voices were traveling... I signaled the waiter for a bottle of Sambuca and a double expresso and sat back waiting to hear what Barbara had to say.. this was the crossroads of our relationship.. would we continue.. or would we go back to being co-workers only... and could we really do that.......? I reached for her hand and.......

As I watched Alex as he tried to explain his relationship with Diane....I felt for him.....the pain that he still felt was apparent...the confusion about her and how he still felt was obvious....I searched his eyes for the truth....and I could tell....he didn't even know what the truth was.....

I heard him trying to turn the tables on me....saying something about pouring his heart out......and I ignored him....then about him asking about the best of our weekend...and I brought up sex....I made a mental note to address these issues when I would take my turn to speak.....

his voice had began to tighten and his eyes began to wander the room looking for a waiter.....immediately the waiter came up....Alex ordered a

Sambuca and double-expresso.....looking up ...I ordered a screwdriver....I almost had to laugh at myself when I did....a screwdriver for the screwed!...

I could see the look of surprise in Alex's eyes when I did so.......No .(I was thinking to myself.)...I don't normally drink...but hell.......what are you going to do Alex....take me to New York...and call some other woman!

reaching for my hand I could tell.....it was now my turn to say something....

Alex....first I must address the issues you brought up about me not seeming to care....it isn't so...but you must be fair....this is our first weekend together....this was a get to know you thing....and then with your promotion....it put me in an awkward position....not wanting you to think...that I would use our relationship as a tool to get ahead....nor did I want to scare you off with promises of things perhaps neither one of us could actually live up to......I thought we could just see how the weekend turned out and then before going back to work...discuss if we thought we could have a working relationship also.....I didn't know how exclusive you were in relationships......when you were telling me how you felt....I could sense there was something else that you weren't telling me....there was a sadness you didn't describe........and as far as the sex thing.....hey...I truly believe that sex is a great foundation for a relationship.....I see nothing wrong with telling you how much I have enjoyed having you......I could not possibly imagine myself being in a sex-free relationship....nor would I want to.....sex is a wonderful building block for other emotions....and quite frankly I was becoming very fond of you also....each time we did have sex...I felt more and more complete....I felt as though you opened up to me each time......

the waiter brought our drinks....and I took a long swallow of mine....as I watched Alex pour his ....I gave him time to think about what I had said....

I could tell he was being to interject when I cut him off....

Continuing....

I said...and another thing do you think it was fair of you to bring me here and then turn around and call someone else? I don't......the napkin on the envelope is a joke...and I know you have no control if someone finds you attractive or not.....but Diane...well that is completely different...and obviously if you dialed her up earlier ..you already have the number...so that makes me wonder ...did you research it while you were here or before we even arrived.....I truly believe it was very unfair of you .....you should have just left me back in Atlanta this weekend.......

with that....Alex said...well what now....

well this is how I think the rest of tonight and tomorrow should go......

I think you should drop me off at the hotel...and I think you should call that number....and I think you should go to her....one way or another Alex....if you truly want to be with her...I would never please you...and I don't want to be second fiddle to anyone...and if we are to stand a chance at a relationship then you need to know where you stand with her....I need to know.....and then we can deal with our relationship.....I don't think you will really know your heart...until you face it......and her......

taking my drink.....I heard him ask: if I do go to her...will you leave tonight?

smiling I shook my head no......there is still so much of New York I want to see Alex......I will stay tomorrow...if you haven't come back to the suite or I haven't heard from you......then I will just take the flight home a day early....

he looked at me with an odd expression.....was I serious? yes Alex I am very serious......if we are ever going to stand a chance...then you need to be with her again.....I am not afraid of losing you to her.....I am more afraid of losing you to something that could and would never be.......and that would be a big loss.......

he sat back against his seat and ponder this for a moment......as he did...I squeezed his hand and said...I think it is time for the check......

calling for the check.....we sat in silence....Primo came over to bid us farewell.....his demeanor not being quite up to the same one when we had walk in ....what at this point....seemed like decades before.....but he was such a gracious man.....as he reached down to kiss my hand I heard him say....with the grace of a lady...my bella....the grace of a lady........

walking outside...the limo was waiting......the ride to the hotel was made in silence.....stepping out of the limo...Alex started to make his way into the hotel with me....turning to him....I said "please......no"....if you decide to stay....just send for your things....I am a big girl Alex.....I can take care of myself......go do what you have to do......as he began to speak...I found myself doing to him what he had done to me only hours before in the anticlimax of the museum....I placed my finger to his lips and said ..slush....

turning....I left him standing there on the sidewalk......shoulders back...stand tall I told myself as I walked into the entrance.....as I headed for the elevator....It suddenly hit me....I was alone......not something I had ever imagined at the beginning of the evening.....somewhere deep inside myself ...I knew I was right ...with doing this.....

entering the room.....I looked to see the fire blazing.....the bed had been turned down...and a simple rose...layed on my pillow......picking it up...I touched it to my face....the petal caught my tear as it rolled down my cheek.......how fragile I thought....one moment a thing of such beauty is in full glory and the next moment is only waits to die.........

placing it back on the bed.......I took my clothes off......standing in front of the mirror.....I turned looking at myself.......wondering then what she looked like nude.....thinking back to the restaurant...she had caught me so off guard that I really didn't have the chance to give her the once over.....

I wondered if she did the things toAlex that I had...if she pleased him in the same way.......

walking into the living room nude....I went to the bar.....pouring myself a glass of wine....walking back to sofa....I ran my hand along its back......looking at the fire......he should be calling her about now.....would she be surprised? would she be expecting him? turning from my thoughts I walked to the balcony......the air was cold....had it been this cold earlier..and with the passion of their sex....I hadn't noticed? peering over the edge....I half hoped to see the Limo sitting there....with Alex ....but it wasn't.......I knew and he knew....it was something that had to be done.....one way or another.....

walking back into the suite....I stood in front of the fire...the night air had made me cold...and the heat felt good against my body.......sipping my wine....I thought back over the days events....everything had to do with Alex and it was all wonderful.......this wasn't going to make tonight any easier.....in fact I could guarantee myself...it was probably going to be one of the longest nights of my life.......

pouring myself another glass of wine.....I started feeling the effects....liquid courage...I had once heard it called....and it was amazing.....I was starting to feel better already.....so I said to myself....what are you going to do.....sit around here all night and feel sorry for yourself.....or are you going to go out and enjoy New York...........walking back into the bedroom I went into my bag....and brought out my Guide to New York City.....checking the listing for bars... I had to make a decision.....well I wasn't in the mood to be staunch....or noticed....I just wanted to be out...I picked a place ....D.B.A. it stood for doing business as....how appropriate I thought....going to the closet.....I decided upon my fisherman sweater....it is beige with cable knitting and cropped with it I would wear my tan leather low rise jeans...they were made of lambskin...and felt like butter....they fit my form to a tee...for my feet I decided upon my tan heel -boots...as I was lacing them up...I wondered what Alex was doing....was he already at her place? did she meet him out somewhere first?....snapping myself back to now.....I walked to the vanity and took my hair down.....giving it a few shakes...and let it wild....after changing my bag out....I headed for the lobby......

getting a cab ...even at this time was no problem at all...and before I knew it....was headed to 41st Avenue.....when I arrived at the club....I was glad I chosen this one....there were plenty of other clubs on the same strip...and if this one wasn't loud and crowded enough.....I would just make my way around to the others......

entering....I decided I made the correct choice...the place was packed....the band was live and loud.....they were so loud in fact I could hardly hear myself place an order for a glass of wine.....I really didn't need one at this point....but didn't want to stand around empty handed.......looking around I couldn't find a place to sit......as I surveyed the room once more...I notice someone waving at me.......not wanting to look over my shoulder....I merely looked away....after a few seconds...I looked back...once again he began waving ....this time he began yelling something...the young lady sitting next to him....looked like she was about to beat him with her beer bottle....the next thing I know she walked up and said....will you please come over and see what Richard wants before he causes me to go deaf......I asked if she knew him....she smiled and said yes...everyone did........he owned the club......walking over I smiled...looking at my drink he said something like I hope the bartenders didn't make you pay for that.....looking down at it...I smiled...and why shouldn't they....he started to say something about....anyone that looked like me shouldn't have to pay for their drinks....when I heard him say have a seat.....as he pushed his way through the crowd.......

sitting down....I looked around the room.....a fight had broken out...and he had gone to make sure it was contained....coming back he apologized....sitting next to the girl who had orginally walked up to me....I sat....the music was very up-beat....the club was hopping.....you could tell this was a very popular place for dancing and romancing....as I sat I watched several people "hook" up.....I smiled ....thinking how much fun that seemed only hours before....

as Richard returned.....I felt a little crowded.....I had really wanted to just be left alone....sipping my drink.....I heard him tell me all about his bar...his life...his love of New York....asking me...how long I was in town for....what was I plan on doing the next day....he pegged that I was from the south....I took offense to this....having always prided myself on not picking up a drawl.......he just about he thought I was an interior designer....laughing....then....the tension had been broken.....emptying my glass of wine....I was just about to say goodnight...when another glass magically appeared in front me.....my head spinning slightly as it was....I had to insist that I leave.....saying that he would be offended if I denied him the opportunity of getting a real New York Welcome......

we talked for what seemed like hours....and in fact ...it had been ....looking down at my watch....it was 3:30am.......the club was still packed....with partiers still pouring in from other haunts....I had the feeling this was the club that people ended up in at the end of the night.....

I felt so at ease sitting there....and with Richard being the owner......everyone that walked up to give their reguards....made me feel like I was part of the crowd too......the wine flowed like water....and before I knew it I had just about 1 too too many!

asking me if I would like some coffee....I accepted....he had some in his office/apartment...which was also part of the club.....stating that he wasn't being forward....but thought I could use the break from the crowd.....at this point I felt like I knew him all my life.....and I gladly accepted the invitation.....as I curiously looked around his place...I was struck by his good taste.......his furniture although....not in abundance was very nice....the sofa was bugundy leather with the matching chair and ottoman.....the table....was something a woman would pick out....it was made of leather....and looked like several very large books stacked on one another.........but it was the pictures on the walls I found the most fasinating............they were all of women......all in the same pose....they were standing in front of a window....staring into space.....the kicker was they were all nude......I so much wanted to see what they were all looking at.......as I walked from picture to picture....I felt like I wanted to know more about each of the women.....

as I walked from picture to picture ...Richard's eyes followed me around the room.....like? he asked....yes I do......where in the world did you get this collection....it is so unique.....simply he stated: they are mine....I took them....embarrassed now...I realized I was admiring his lovers......yet I wasn't offended.....as I continued my inspection of each.........although not identical...they were so similar in nature...you would think they were at first sight......

handing me a cup of coffee....he stood close to me....and I moved from picture to picture.....taking a sip of my coffee....I felt his hand slip around my waist....I knew...at this point ...if I was going to keep this on an impersonal level...it was time to say so.....I took another sip of coffee.....his hand slowly made it's way up the back of my sweater...and slowly stroked my back......I was at the last picture...when I felt him turn me towards him.....his mouth as so soft as he reached down and kissed my mouth....his hand pulling at my waist.....pulling away from me....he said I knew from the moment you walked in the club....I wanted you......my head was spinning from the compliment when I felt his mouth once again covering mine.........I don't know if it was the wine....the pain I was feeling over Alex...or simply because I wanted to....but the next thing I know he was carrying me into his bedroom.....under no protest........laying me at the foot. of the bed.....he kneeled in front of me......lifting my arms...he removed my sweater.....my breast exposed....he gentley kissed each nipple...slowly running his tongue around and around each until they became erect....and as they did.....he sucked one while he pulled at the nipple of the other.....until they fully extended ...moving back on his knees....he threw my shoulders back to stare at them.....moving forward he began licking the space between the hollows of my breasts.....and as he did....his hands reaching for the button of my pants......leaning backwards...I relished the feel of his tongue as it made it's way down to my belly......unbuttoning my pants....he slowly began to slide them off of me...a leg at a time......realizing they wouldn't go over my boots....he began to untie the laces....as he did ...I found myself....kissing and stroking his back.....as I did.....I heard him..say oh yes...don't stop ...don't stop touching me......I found this very exciting...as I began to lick his skin.......getting my boots off.....he quickly slid my pant off......moving me forward on the bed....he opened my legs as he stood between them......first removing his shirt ......moving down to his belt line....I watched as his cock began obvious in the crotch of his pants....as he slid his pants off...I sayw he wore no briefs......his cock....pulsating with excitement....sprung out......with out wasting any time...he lifted my legs over his shoulders and entered me.....at first he started off slowly......bending down and kissing my neck and shoulders...he stroked me gently and spoke as he did so.....telling me how good this was and how good that was....and yes he loved it that way...my pussy was milking his fat cock.....I had never been with anyone that was so verbal during sex...and although offended I found myself getting turned on by his language......he was screaming something about fuck me fuck me harder.....when I felt the first contraction begin......he must have felt it too.....reaching down he shoved his finger up my ass.....asking me ...if I like that? say it outloud he said.....say it....or I will stop.......... the pleasure/pain was too much....screaming I heard myself...say Yes....yes.....as he pushed harder and harder.........when my orgasm subsided...he continued....bringing himself to orgasm......he made me tell him how good his cock felt inside me.....how big he was.....I have never ever did anything like this ....and wasn't sure I was saying the right thing...until...I saw him cum.......telling me the entire time was happening....oh yeah baby....it'c cumming....yeah baby..push that thing....push harder baby......I found myself fucking him like a crazy person....I heard him scream oh yeah baby here is cums...looking at him...I clamped down my vaginal muscles to intensify the orgasm for him,.....but the next thing I knew.....his cock was in his hand....and he was stroking himself to orgasm...all over my stomach.......the cum just kept pumping out of the tip of his dick.....I found myself staring at it....amazed at how much there was........once he was through....he reached down and rubbed it into my skin.........laying next to me...he began kissing my neck.....as my body began cooling down....I turned to smile at him......and I heard a snore.....not believing it....I sat up and looked over.....sure enough he was sound asleep......collecting my clothes ...I made my way to the bathroom ................

as I did I passed in front of the window..it was the same one ..that I had seen in all the pictures....looking out....I saw what each of the girls had seen.....New York...the view was incredible....the lights dancing off all the buildings was breathtaking.....even in the early morning hours...the light of the day...was outstanding......looking back towards the bed.....I thought to myself...no picture today.....thank God....only the one that would be left in my memory of life.......going into the bathroom I cleaned up and redressed myself......

before leaving the apartment I called the hotel....to see if any messages had been left for our room.......there were none.....leaving RIchards apartment I didn't know how to feel.....except exhausted........without a word....I found my way to the street....hailing a cab....I realized I never looked back....never to see if he had gotten up and come after me in the early morning hours.........quite simply I didn't want to know.....

getting back to the room .....I peeled off my clothes.....jumped in the shower.....I couldn't clean myself enough.............as I finished washing my hair for the second time.....the heat had become overwhelming......I barely made my way to the bed ...........not having a time table for the next day....I let my body and mind drift off into a much needed sleep.................................

OK, I was amazed at the way Barbara took control of the next few minutes... She was one strong, assured lady.. or she was a small child, totally frightened hoping to put up a front for the big monster confronting her... Either way, I decided she was right and I would go and see Diane and take care of this once and for all... then I would get on with my life, with Barbara in it or not, depending on how we dealt with the next 24 hours...

I watched her walk into the lobby, and thought of following, but knew she was right... She walked through the door, shoulders held high and I saw the strong , assured lady.. I thought... I turned to the doorman on duty, Ricardo, and said “If she leaves with her bags, you call me immediately,” and I handed him my card with cell number on it. I slid a $50 into his hand and I knew that Barbara would be taken care of. I slid into the back seat of the car and gave Sal the address. As he drove, I picked up the phone and dialed... She answered on the third ring..” What kind of stunt was that in the restaurant...you had not right... If you wanted to see me so badly, why didn’t you just walk up..” “Oh sure, just walk up to you at the table.. “ she said.. “I am on my way over, we have to talk.. “ and I hung up.

When I arrived, Diane answered the door in a kimono I recognized immediately... We walked into the living room and I went to the bar for a drink. I heard her puff out some air in disgust and I turned and said.. “Let’s not start this off on the wrong foot Diane.. “ And I poured a drink.. then she walked over and asked for a brandy which I poured her... “What I did in the restaurant was mean- I truly apologize, please tell your date that.. she is a stunner Alex, Maybe that is why I did what I did, because you were with someone so attractive” “Sure Diane, like you needed a reason for that display... now, why the note?”

“I have been thinking so much of you Alex, and I knew you were in town... you can’t hide even in New York Alex.. word starts to circulate almost before you get across the city limits... and I wanted to see how you were and to apologize for the way I ran off.. and caused you so much hurt and screwed up all the plans and well “ “You mean you want to apologize for being a psycho, maniac, lunatic bitch? Nah-- no apology can cover that....” I interrupted... “OK I deserved that, and probably more, I am actually surprised I never got a late night visit.... “ “Do not go there at all”... I barked

She continued “ You do look incredible Alex- better as you got older and your hair is almost entirely silver now.. and it looks wonderful.. So, is she special, where do you know her from? How long have you been dating? Is she a good fuck?”

I just stared.. “ Thank you for the compliment, you also are looking great.. the kimono though... next time be more subtle Diane... Barbara is her name and we know each other from Atlanta (Getting into the work thing was out of the question here ) We are- or maybe were, thanks to your actions, just getting to know each other and it is none of your god-damn business in regard to the last part of your question- she is very special and I think it could get more special.... Look Diane, I will admit that I still think of you- and probably always will and if this was 2-3 weeks ago, maybe I would not say this- but I really think in the last week or so, I have finally broken out and gotten over you... and it is not just Barbara either” I said as the fog began to clear in my head.. I just got the point- that even if it is not Barbara for good- she was finally the woman to make me realize there was more out there. And I at once felt bad for all the other women I had been with who never had a chance because I was still enveloped by my hurt over Diane.... “It is just getting over you.. funny, That should happen just before the first time we talk since you walked out... “ “So, there is no chance for us to try again then” she asked.. Well Diane, I really don’t think you want to move to Atlanta, and that is my home.. I have no interest in a long distance relationship.. and guess what.. I go to more parties, more meetings and travel more than before.. so you’d hate me even more... no I don’t think there is a chance....” Strangely, we then began to talk and she told me everything that she had been up to and I told her all my news and it was the nicest conversation I could remember having with her since when we had first met.... I rose from the couch, walked into the kitchen and put my glass in the sink, walked back to the living room, took her hands, kissed her on the lips once and fled out the door into the elevator. Leaning back against the wall I put my head back ad exhaled loudly.....

I looked down at my watch and saw it was 2:45 in the morning... We had talked for a long time.... I climbed into the car and told Sal to head back to the Plaza... and I closed my eyes.. and thought about everything that had gone on.. when we pulled up Ricardo- came down the steps too quick for my liking “Senor Alex, she left, but with out her bags, she looked like she was going out to a bar or sumthin.... but you said to call if she had her bags.. but I did get the cab number, but did not hear the address she gave.” Sighing, I climbed into the back of the limo and told Sal to sit there... In NY all cabs are licensed by the Taxi and Limo Commission. Taxis are awarded what are called Medallions- plates attached to the hood of the cab - these cost anywhere from $125,000 - $250,000, so if you had the Taxi Number, you could find the Taxi. I then dialed a number that I had not thought I would dial on this trip home.. My cousin Donnie Boy. Donnie, our cousin Frankie and I were inseparable growing up. From the sicilian side of my family, their families went toward the ways of the familia... what the papers christened the mafia... When I had gotten out of college, we all joined up again fro about a year and my live almost floated in that direction, but I decided to try it “legit-boring” as Donnie used to call it- and me.... We grew apart, but always asked after one another...

Donnie was now President of the Dynamiters union.... and Frankie ran the cement business in the New York area... On the second ring, Don picked up- he was wide awake, and I knew out somewhere, not at home. “Donnie-boy, ciao cuz.. keeping your head down”” I said “Hey- o it’s legit-bore... you - you live with your head down... whatcha up to?” I gave a brief run-down of the weekend so far, with Donnie whistling from time to time, especially the Diane part, as he had kept her looked after at my request after the disappearance... and then I got to the part I needed him for.. the taxi owners name and address.. He asked me to hold and was gone for about 5 minutes, when he came back on he said “Vincenzo, it is so different.. when we were kids, all the taxi drivers spoke English and were Irish or German.. now they all wear towels on their heads- they smell and they speak no English... and they do not always cooperate... I will meet you at this address” and he hung up. Some taxis are privately owned and some are parts of fleets, were the drivers rent the car for the medallion owner.. My cab it turns out was part of a fleet based on 12th avenue by the Hudson river... Sal headed over there and we pulled up just behind Don limos.. he was probably just leaving an after hours joint he owned near by.. as a matter of fact, Donnie, Frankie and myself (though I was a deep silent partner) owned the limo company that Sal worked for.... We embraced, kissed and walked in. The dispatcher was in a glass, barred cage in the back of the garage and we approached.. I asked about the cab number and wanted him to call the cab about the pickup at the Plaza.. where did it go...? We got a blank stare and were told that unless we were cops, he did not have that info... As it was in the middle of the shift, the garage was empty.. and two seconds later one of the men that accompanied Donnie into the building kicked the door of the booth open and about 30 seconds later we were told that the driver was still out and not due back for 2 hours... So, it was suggested he call the cab in question and find out about the destination, some club on 41st street.. and we thanked the man and left.... The gentleman that had kicked in the door, tossed $500.00 on the desk and said “For your door and your troubles...” and we left. Donnie asked if I wanted him to come along and I declined the offer... Then he said “Cenzo.. this club is owned by a man I know- not a nice man.. a man that does not know respect... but he is a smart man, I could call and have him find your friend and look after her until you get there..” Again I declined, kissed Donnie and promised that he and I would meet in Atlantic City in three weeks and got in the car...

Five minutes later, we pulled up in front of the bar.. it was now about 4:30... and this place was still pumping.. no wonder Donnie did not like this guy... what was his name ah yes Richard.

I walked in and some goon made an attempt to stop me. What even I did not know was Sal had trailed me in and in a flash, the goon was back against the wall, and I said “Look, I figure you are just about to close and all, and I will not be long, but I am looking for someone..” And I described Barbara to him along with a description of what she would be wearing which Ricardo had described to me. The doorman/muscle just sort of gawked at me and I knew he knew exactly who I was describing... Sal looked at me seeing f I wanted some weight put on this guy and I shook my head no.. I was not a thug and was not going to start being on now. Instead I pulled out my money clip and tore off 2 $100.00 bills.. The guy looked at me and led me outside - “Look, I like my job here, plenty of free pussy and all the drinks I want... so please leave me out of this” That guarantee given, he proceeded to point me in the direction of Richard’s office/apartment door near the back of the club... Then he said- “listen they went up a while ago- and I was sort of indisposed for a while- in the coat room.. with one of the customers... if you know what I mean and I am not sure if she left while I was away from the door” Another hundred in hi hand and I told Sal to wait and I was at the door, which was unlocked and up the stairs... the room was dark except for the light coming in the window and on the bed- it only looked like one body. I found the light switch and when I flipped it on, the body jumped.. Naked, disheveled and smelling of booze, Richard looked at me quizzically and frightened.. I told him not to worry, I was just looking for a friend and asked him about Barbara... “Who, oh ya mean the broad that I was here with... nice fuck.. great tits... doesn’t like to talk to much and I need the bitch to talk dirty to me for me to get off... ya know... yeah some fuck- where is she?” I wanted to hit him, numerous times, but I realized he was still drunk and still half asleep and had no idea that he was this close to flying out the window. I approached him and using the sheet as protection from touching him, I grabbed between his legs and squeezed.. “OK, hear me.. you better be good from now on, or you might lose these someday.. and if you hurt her.. I will return...” I walked out slamming the door and walked out of the club and into the limo.... It was now 5:30 and the sun was coming up.... I was tired and I was hoping Barbara was safe in the hotel....

When we pulled up, Ricardo had left for the day, but had left a note for me... it told me Barbara was indeed back, though she looked as of “she had seen the diablo himself” I sighed some relief and headed up to the suite.

When I entered I was quiet and I looked into the room to see her asleep.. She looked peaceful, so I grabbed some blankets out of the closet and curled up on the coach for some sleep. after putting the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the door....So, tomorrow I would tell Barbara about my chat with Diane, and how it was truly and forever over and see how she accepted that and I guess that would decide what are plans were for Sunday and Sunday evening and Monday .....

I put my head on the pillow and fell asleep immediately.. and did not wake up until......

as I rolled over....all I could feel...was my aching head.....it felt like it had been hit by a car....my mouth felt like someone had stuffed it with cotton during the night....but God my head hurt........looking at the clock...it was only 9:30.....putting the pillow over my head....I tried to go back to sleep.........no I couldn't ....I would have to get up and get something for my head............How much had I drank? ......thinking back over the previous night.....I cringed....oh God what had I done? .....I couldn't believe I let Richard seduce me............

as I sat up in bed....I felt a little sick......I had never felt this badly before from drinking.....throwing my feet over the side of the bed I attempted to sit up......just as I did....my head really started spinning...and the wave hit me.....running to the bathroom.........I grabbed a washcloth and quickly ran it under some cold water.....and put it on my face........my god....what could be wrong with me......I know I had a couple of glasses of wine with dinner....then two when I came back to the hotel....and then another couple at the club.....but that had been in a period of ....what 8 hours......I shouldn't be feeling this way........rerinsing the cloth.......I went back to the bed....and laid down.......

what had I done?....I could hear the good and bad voice in my head...one side of me saying .......you had every right.......your single, available and over 21...no one owns you...and Alex.....he is over Diane's right now...and he probably did the same thing....except he cares for her.....and he brought you here knowing this......God...the other half said....you slut...look at you...you feel like hell.....you deserve this tortue......ENOUGH!..I screamed to myself....just get up an get an aspirin.......

getting up...I really didn't feel well.....I felt very funny.......the last time I can remember feeling this way...was when I came home from the hospital after having foot surgery.....the drugs they gave me to come home on were rather potent...and I can remember people telling me I had said things....that I couldn't even imagine...myself saying.......

maybe if I went out and ran.....that is a sure way of getting any poison out of my system......going to the closet....I found my leotards......finding a shirt I could wear....I finished getting dressed.......

I really needed an aspirin and coffee.....as I exited the room ..I noticed the Do Not Disturb sign up ....God....I don't remember putting it out...I must have been loaded......

in the restaurant...I ordered a coffee...black....bagel....with a side order of aspirin....the waitress ..never finched.....in a moment, she returned....as I waited for both the aspirin and caffeine to kick in....I thought about Alex...I wondered if he was happy.....I could just picture him all curled up in bed with Diane after a long night of love-making........my heart sank.....well....Barbara....you knew when you came here...just to take it a moment at a time......

as the waitress brought me a second cup of coffee....I started feeling alittle better.......drinking it down as quickly as I could....I started getting energized....I decided to run through Central Park.......paying the check I headed out the door......as I began to warm up.......I could picture...Alex rolling over and begin to make love to Diane.......beginning to run....I could invision him touching her.....carefully...tenderly...as you do with a love......I started running faster......I would be just fine.....I would just not think about it......I had to think about what I wanted to do during the day........

I knew I wanted to go down to Canal street....I had heard about it so often...and wanted to see if it was as ifI had heard.....laughing to myself I thought ..I had always wanted a fake rolex........and then there was SoHo..which I had to do... walk the streets...pass the galleries...and then to end my day....I wanted to go to the Bronx zoo....maybe even take in some dinner there....that sounded like a winner......somewhere in there....I would have to make arrangements to have my ticket changed....even if I did decide to go back on Monday...and earlier flight than Alex's would be the right thing to do....

turning the corner...I passed a very large pond with ducks....they were a very much needed distraction....my legs were starting to feel their weight.....my body had begun sweating profusely.....not knowing how far around the park was....I decided to turn back....I was a pretty good judge of distance...and I had probably gone about a mile and 1/2.....by the time I got back...it would be 3 miles....good enough to pay a hangover back.....

as I ran...even at this hour.....I saw many people.....old, young, single, couples, familes...and even bums.....the couples are what pulled my heart string.....everyone looking so content at being that way.......as my run neared it's end......slowing down.....I wondered what Alex was doing right at this moment.....the thought of him pleasuring Diane....like he had me....turned my already queasy stomach a little more upside down..............slowing ... I bent over I resting my hands on my knees as my head fell between my thighs....I thought shake it off....shake it off....

crossing the street....I saw the hotel.....as I entered the lobby I saw Antonio....immediately he came up to me and inquired about how I felt.......how thoughtful I thought....I must look like I am going to have a heart attack.....then in the same tone...he said ..You looked like you didn't feel well when you arrived back to the hotel last night ......I shrank about 3 feet when I heard his words.....as he continued.....and Mr. Alex , is he well also... ..Cutting him off.........I heard myself say.... why thank you Antonio for asking...I think perhaps I had just stayed out a little too late...and I am sure Mr. Alexander is just fine...he had business he was called away for...but I should be hearing from him at anytime.... Antonio smiled at me quizzically and then said...but ma'm Mr. Alexander is in the room.... he just ordered down for his usual breakfast.... the reason I was inquiring about his health...is Mr. Alexander is always up with the crack of dawn.... and this was so unusual for him to order breakfast at 11:30...Mr. Alexander is back at the room...I asked.... nearly running to the elevator.... I could hardly breath...

He was back...so ...it was over with her.... or was it...did he just come by to pick up his things...what was the breakfast for then...perhaps ...he had grown tired of waiting for me to return.... and just thought he may as well eat before he left...

Walking into the room...I didn't know how to feel...

As I walked in I didn't see him at first...I saw the breakfast cart set up near the fire.... there was a blanket on the floor.... and a pillow on the sofa.... how long had he been here waiting I thought? As he entered the room from the bedroom...we just stood facing one another...he looked haggerd.... he was still wearing his suit...minus the jacket from the night before...his hair was tossed like a fine salad...his shirt wrinked like he had been sleeping on a park bench...and his beard.... was in a full blown...shadow...he looked so very tired and stressed out...

We stood there for what felt like hours.... just staring.... not knowing what to say...finally.... he opened his arms.... and said come here...like a child that had just found its long lost mother...I ran for his arms.... and for some reason...that I couldn't explain.... perhaps the release of tension from the night before.... perhaps because of what I did.... or maybe just because I was thrilled he was back...but I began to cry... and when I say cry...I mean cry.... uncontrollaby...as he wrapped his arms around me the tears flowed like water from a stream.....we stood there .....With me crying and him holding me for what seemed like a life time..........and the longer he held me...the more I cried...

Finally when I didn't have a tear left...his arms slowly loosened their grip...I didn't know if he was here to say goodbye...see ya.... its over with her...I want to be with you.... or what...taking his hand...he wiped the last of my tears away.... and tenderly kissed my cheek.........pulling my chin towards him.... he kissed me ...with such tenderness.........his mouth felt like velvet.... as his hand moved behind my head...cradling it...I could feel the tears beginning to roll down my cheeks...

And then he began to speak..............................

Sal held Richard down on the bed and the rest of the crew had joined us... we took turns punching and kicking him, as he fell off the bed onto the floor... I grabbed the first of his “Conquest” pictures and slammed it over his head, the glass shattering and cutting his face. Sal held him back up as I hit him with the next and then the next, until I hit him with the picture with Barbara in it. By the window... naked like the others... his face bleeding more and more as I went on... then I had the pliers in my hand and Richard was spread eagle on the floor.. Each arm and leg held wide.. He begged and begged for us to leave him alone and all I could do is laugh.... uncontrollably. I felt like Al Pacino in Scarface “So, you want to play wif my litl frien...” and I reached down between his legs with the pliers and grabbed his cock... it was so small and shriveled... probably not like it was a few hours ago, huh Richard? Did you get nice and hard as you took advantage of her??? Did you dope her up to fuck her you bastard fuck??? Did you??? With that I pulled and his cock began to tear and his screams intensified... a pillow was shoved in his mouth and then I was holding the gun... against his head and I pulled the trigger and the sound was not as loud as I thought it would be... And I jumped, and fell off the couch...

A dream. All just a dream... I was sweating, and my head hurt... and that was when I realized that the bang sound I had heard was the door... I jumped up and ran to the bedroom to see that Barbara was gone... I ran back to the door and looked into the hall, just in time to see the elevator door close. Back to the bedroom, I threw open the closet doors, and relaxed as I saw that her clothes were all still there. Why hadn’t she woken me up??? Was she still pissed at me...? She had to be pissed to go off like she did and to put herself in that position, and to fuck that slimy bastard Richard.

I walked into the bathroom and threw some water onto my face and called down to the kitchen for breakfast, and then I went out to the balcony and sat down and lit a cigar to calm my nerves...

What will happen when she returns...? Hey maybe she went back to Richard, not knowing that he hardly remembered her....

Well, whatever happens will happen... all I was assured of was that my fascination with Diane was over and I had a new attitude about the world and myself... and I smiled... really truly smiled for the first time in what felt like years....

The phone rang and it was Antonio... “Mr. Alexander, I am downstairs again... is there something you need me to do???” Instead of going through the whole scenario, I just told him to empty all of the Diane related items from my townhouse here in New York... yes it is over Antonio and no I am not saddened.... He mentioned that he had seen Ms. Barbara come in last night and waited to see me, but she appeared to be alone and not too happy.... Not too happy... well that was good, I thought.... Well Antonio, all is well right now, so why don’t you go on home and take some time off... as a matter of fact, call Jean and she will arrange a well needed trip to St. Barts for you. We hung up and I called my machine in Atlanta to find a message from George... He had set the trap for Bill and now all we needed to do is await the animal taking the bait...

I got up and walked back into the bathroom... a shower... not yet, I want to make sure I am ready when she... if she... returns. At that moment I heard the door open and I flew into the living room, to see the Room Service Porter wheeling in the breakfast cart... I signed the check and tipped him and then sat down and semi-ate a bagel... then I got up and roamed back into the bedroom, and heard the door opening again... this time, I did not run and when I entered the living room, she was standing there... she had been out running and had that exercising glow about her, but her eyes were dark... and cloudy... and lifeless... and she looked lost, and my heart broke... I wanted to be so angry with her, but I could not... and I opened my arms and said come here and she fell into them and began to cry, and cry.... and I let her, even shedding a few myself, though I don’t think she saw me...

When she was all cried out, I wiped away her tears and kissed her... It was incredible... I truly think my toes curled up in my socks there was so much electricity in that one kiss... and I sat her down on the couch. As I did I saw myself in the mirror and for the first time that morning smelled myself... I was a wreck... but there would be time to get hygienic later...

“Barbara... I want you to know, right off... I went to Diane’s and she did want me back... and she was ready and able right then to pick up where we left off... “ And her eyes got even darker... “BUT, I said no.... not for you... but for me.... You see, most of the women I have dated have been just ships passing in the night... they never had a chance for a relationship with me... because of Diane... but in the last week or so... and yes you are definitely part of the reason and so is the new promotion, and you and being back here, and did I say you ... I realized that that life is over and I need to begin a new one... and maybe it is with you and maybe it isn’t... that is something WE need to find out about... but at least now, I can give it a fair shot and really see if there can be something more with a woman.. And I would like to see if that woman is you... It was not a good evening all around... and I know I look like shit... but if you’d like, I would really like to continue our vacation, and see Flashdance tonight, and have dinner and then spend the day seeing New York some more, before returning to the real world n Atlanta... and I hope you do also...” I smiled at her then, and her eyes did lighten... not totally... but they did lighten... I wanted to mention that I knew of her journey into the bowels of the city, but felt that IF she wanted to discuss it, she would bring it up... “ I slept out here last night, so that I did not disturb you and also, since I was not sure where we stood with one another... but you never woke me when you went out running...” She said, she did not want to disturb me, but her voice somehow betrayed her, and I could hear the internal fight she was having over whether or not to tell me all.... But if she did, then I would have to tell her how I went about finding her, and would she accept that side of me. even though it was not an active side.. It still made me who I am, and no one (except those in the familia) in Atlanta knew of that side... I had spoken to the people in Atlanta, once, to get a reading on a situation, that had begun to happen, but eventually, it went away by itself... so I had not had further contact with them...

I was running my hand through her hair, and I began to giggle... “We must look like two homeless people, so disheveled and dirty...” and then I kissed her... hard... urgently... passionately... needing her right then and there... and our clothes came off in a tornado of activity and we were on the floor... side by side, facing each other and I was inside her... pumping hard and fast... and Barbara’s fingernails were digging into my ass, puling me closer and closer to her... her urgency matched mine...her leg over mine... my hands clawing at her ass... pulling her closer... trying to pull myself into her entirely...so deep inside her- and the whole time our eyes were wide open and staring into each others souls.. And the lightness in her eyes began to come back and she began to cum... Over and over... it must have been 5 times in quick succession.... and as it began to hit me I began to speak to her telling her how good it felt and how silky smooth she was, how I loved the way my cock felt inside of her... how I wanted to feel her cumming all over me time and time again... I had not talked during sex in years... it was something I had always loved to do- but the act had to mean something... and I could see her eyes darken again and she just said ... please not now and her hand covered my mouth ... and I stopped talking and then I exploded like I had not exploded in years... all of the other orgasms we had together combined in the last 6 days could not match the intensity of this one... and Barbara orgasmed again right along with me and we both collapsed in exhaustion, wrapped around each other.. And I believe we both fell asleep for a while... When we awoke, we rose up and standing together naked- I took her in my arms and said, “I am going to shower- you have some coffee and a bagel and decide what you want to do and then we will talk...” Barbara looked at me, and I thought she was going to say something... but she just smiled and said, yes that is good...

And I walked into the bathroom, wondering if she would join me... and tell me.... or leave while I was in there.... and I hoped it was the first two...

.... Pulling me slightly away.... he said we need to talk...but before we had the chance...I felt his mouth cover mine...it was so incredibly soft and sensuous...his arms holding me so gently yet firmly...his kiss.... began something within me...how could he want me...I could hear myself scream...pulling myself from him...he steered me to the couch...

I could hear him tell me.... about his night with Diane...I could hear it ...but I couldn't believe it...she had wanted him back...that part I knew...no woman would have been as bold as she had been if she didn't...but he had turned her down.... not only that.... he didn't take the opportunity at taking one more shot at it...he knew I thought that he would be sleeping with her.... and he could have done it...in the sake of pretending to respect an old romance.... but he hadn't.... he had decided to walk away clean...........my head was beginning to ache again.......he continued talking....he had slept out in the living room....my God...a million thoughts past through my mind......he knew what time I came in...And the shape I was in....he knew...and he was still sitting there telling me all this...speechless I sat for a moment trying to absorb everything he had just told me...

I so much wanted to be mad at him.... for putting me through all this emotion.... for making me feel ways I didn't imagine myself feeling...jealousy a characteristic...I had never demonstrated...for the pity party I had had the night before...for sleeping with Richard...

But all I could think of.... is for the first time...I thought we might have a chance at a working relationship...and when I thought of working relationship...I didn't necessarily mean...job...but a real relationship...one that issues had to be met and faced...and the consequences where met with maturity and understanding.... I so much wanted to tell him right then.... but the mood was too much at that particular moment...and I could tell.... Alex thought the same.... he was trying so desperately to lighten the mood...

Stroking my hair away from my face he made a joke about what a mess we both looked...laughing he took me by surprise...kissing me so passionately and urgently...he began pulling on my clothes in a mad rush.... desperately I wanted to tell him the truth.... I didn't think it was fair to have him again...until I told him.... I began to say something.... his mouth covered mine.... it’s urgency taking precedence...his hands pulling my pants down...as they slide off...his hands had already opened his...in the time it took me to kick them off my feet.... he had entered me...the excitement of what he was doing.... took me by surprise...not only that it excited me.... I could feel his heat and urgency.... and began become so aroused myself...my legs went around his waist and locked...his thrusts were deep and pounding...I grabbed his ass...pulling him further inside me...I couldn't have him in deep enough...as I watched him over me...I could feel the guilt of the previous night pass...I could just feel my climax begin...as he moved me to a high-strung.... pumping rhythm...I began my body to surpass my mind...the wave of the orgasm...began...I could hear Alex talking to me.....no Alex ...don't speak....covering his mouth......I began to climax......he pumped harder....and I could feel my climax rebuild.....like the tide coming in ....I could feel my body respond to the waves....feeling my body going limp...I felt Alex explode....as he did he slowly moved in and out of me...with the softest touch.....as I could feel his hips slow and become still....he only shifted his weight slightly off of mine.....

Waking up to his movement...I stared at his face... that was resting within breath length away.... I had to tell him the truth.... I knew this...but doing it would be hard.... I knew how far we both had come.... and didn't want this to be the final straw to break the camels back...

Getting up.... I began to say...Alex I have something to say.... cutting me off he said something about taking a shower and me ordering breakfast...

As he walked to the bathroom.... I had to chuckle...his naked form...like a little boy.... his ass so perfectly rounded.... so innocent... his behavior was too...as I watched him ball up his clothes and throw them in the closet...did he think some fairy came in the room during the night and rehung them? He hadn't even noticed how I had been cleaning up behind him...smiling...I turned to the balcony...pulling down my tee...I went out...

The day looked so completely different from it had just an hour before...looking down at the park.... I could see couples making there way through the paths and sidewalks.... the thought of me being one half of one of those couples didn't seem so distant now... the air was crisp...as the wind blew I took a good whiff of myself.... the smell was musky.... it wasn't redundant...with it the mingling of sex............thinking about what I should do.... and knowing what I had to do...to make me feel good about me...I walked towards the bathroom..........

Throwing off my shirt.... I smiled as I carelessly tossed it on the floor...

Entering the shower.... Alex smiled.... he had just started washing his hair.... as I pushed my way around him.... laughing we began to play...I wet my hair...and began washing it.... it was time for him to rinse.pushing past me.... nearly knocking me off my feet...we started to really get silly.........each time he finished rinsing I would place shampoo from my hair on his head..........as I began to rinse mine.... I felt his hands begin to lather me...laughing I waited for a pinch or pull...but didn't feel either.... I just felt his hands with the help of the body wash smoothly run the coarse of my body...his hands had made there way from my breast to my stomach and were now at my diamond.... placing the washcloth down he reached for the soap...placing some in his hand he began washing my pubic hair...or should I say.... region...having a scant amount.........as he put a little curly whirl on the wisp of hair I have.... I could see him become aroused.... and once again...the mood had once again changed....

Reaching between my legs.... he pushed my thighs apart...moving his hand with the lather on them...between them...as he began to caress me...carefully and tenderly...I knew it was now or never...in a playful mood.... I said Alex.... we really have to talk about something...first...as the words past from my mouth...I felt his finger...enter my pussy.... as it did...I heard a gasp escape my lips...smiling...I said...we really need to...and as I began to say the rest.... he pushed it as far as he could up.... I could feel my body rock to him...taking his hand...I attempted to remove it from me...Alex.... seriously...this can't happen until I tell you something...

Shoving his finger further in..... he drew me towards him...lowering his head to my neck.... he began to suck...his way to my ear...as he did.... I felt every hair on my body stand on its end...inch by inch he made his way.... with every movement of his mouth...his finger glided inside me...Alex no....really there is something.... cutting me off.... he baby kissed his way from my ear...to my mouth...but before covering mine with his.... he said.... If it is about last night.... I already know...we will talk later...covering my mouth he sucked the life out of me.........his tongue was gentle yet prodding.... his mouth was demanding....

As we kissed.... I realized the full impact of what he had said. First and most importantly to me...he knew and he was stilling making love to me...secondly...if he knew.... then how.... there was something he wasn't telling me...something perhaps he needed to talk about...

And third was swept away.... with the movement of his cock on my leg...reaching down I began to stroke it...stroking it.... I heard a moan escape from Alex...he pushed harder against my hand.... his fingers.... at the same time pushing their way in me...

Kissing him again...I began to suck and kiss his mouth...chin...neck.... chest...making my way...down...stroking his cock the entire time.... as I did I felt his finger slip from me...as I reached his cock...his anticipation was apparent.... his cock pulsating with the anticipation of my mouth...slowly I began sucking his head.... stroking the base as I did...taking my other hand... I positioned myself...in a position...in such a way. I wouldn't have to hurry this along...as the water hit my back...I sucked lightly.... running my tongue around the base of his cock.... as I did...It began to enlarge...the color had begun to darken.... as I moved my hand lightly down its base.... I could feel him harden.... taking my hand in his.... he tighten my grip...taking my hand completely off.... I placed his hand on his cock...removing his hand he rubbed his pubic hair...realizing it was going to be my way or no way...he leaned back against the wall...and waited to see what would happen next...as he removed his hand I immediately replaced it with mine.... stroking him...sucking the head of his dick.........moving my hand...I slowly replaced it with my tongue...making my way down his dick...kissing and sucking him the entire...way...reaching its base.... I began sucking on his mound...slowly sucking the flesh between the inner thighs and scrotum...as I did.... I once again began stroking his cock.... sliding my tongue in the cracks of his legs...I found his balls...licking them lightly at first...his body began to move...he began to buck in the air...taking them in my mouth I began to suck...stroking him faster...I heard him moan...and I began to add more pressure to the strokes...occasionally I would feel his hand move on mine.... putting more pressure.... I would pretend to remove mine...getting the idea...he removed his...slowly I made my way back to the base of his now...rock hard cock...and slowly began making my way back to his now purple headed cock...taking it in my mouth...I could not believe how much it had grown...sucking it...I stroked him a touch harder...slowly I moved my mouth down the first several inches of his dick.... sucking and stroking...and then a little further...I felt him shove himself down the last few inches...taking the back of my head.....as though he was afraid ....I would pull away......as he pushed his groin into my face....I contracted my throat........I could feel his legs tighten up......moving my mouth back to the head.....I repeated this movement....I could tell Alex was about to come.......I concentrated on his head...sucking and milking him.....stroking his cock with my hand......the grip wasn't enough.....I could tell....and enjoyed making his orgasm...lengthen...taking my hand he desperately gripped it around my hand.......removing my hand....I could feel Alex stroke himself.......he pumped......as he stroked ..I sucked...it didn't take long from this time...looking up.... I could see and feel the pleasure he was feeling...he shot his cum down my throat...looking down he watched as I eagerly sucked him dry.........it pumped my mouth full of his cum....it was so exciting to me.... I could feel myself getting excited from the release of his pleasure...

He rested on the back of the shower.... as I raised myself and finished washing off...he watched me.... as I stood in front of him and began to masturbate myself to orgasm...raising one leg on the side of the tub.... I took my finger and began rubbing my clit...which at this point didn't need any help being stimulated...as I rubbed.... I watched Alex watch me.... looking at face...he just stared at me.... and what I was doing...as I began to orgasm...he reached for me.... and took my breast in his hand...running his fingers lightly over my nipples...closing my eyes.... I let the wave hit...shuttering.... I begged him to kiss me...kiss me.... I begged...and as he did.... I climaxed.............

His arms when instinctually around my waist supporting my weight.... as I felt myself go limp...giving me a few moments to regroup...he then pushed me from under the water flow.... and starting rinsing off.... making a joke about what some people will do...to get to the water...laughing I regrouped...exiting the tub...I began to dry of...........leaving the bathroom.... I could hear Alex call after me...what were we going to do today.........................

Flopping on the bed.... I closed my eyes...what are you going to do Barbara I asked myself.................as I heard the water shut off...............

As I was washing my hair, I felt Barbara step into the shower, and I smiled to myself. OK let’s see if she speaks about last night I thought... as she pushed me aside to get to the water... OH, she wants to play does she, and I nudged her aside to rinse the lather out of my hair. We toyed back and forth and I could feel my cock begin to respond to the softness of her skin. The total innocence we were both experiencing. Like we were two long time lovers. Totally in synch. I reached down between her legs and felt her clit, so large and hard sticking out between her lips... Barbara said something about having to talk, but my mind was on other things and I slid my finger inside her and she gasped.... She continued to try and talk... and I knew she wanted to tell me about her journey into darkness, but I wanted her.... desperately... passionately. NOW.... My mouth began to suck her neck and she kept talking- and I whispered. I know... we will talk later...and I put my mouth on hers and shoved my finger as deep as it would go and kissed her hard... and she relented and I felt her give in.... and we were kissing, so deep, so wonderfully... and Barbara began a journey down my body and I knew where she was going.... and I let her... and she began to suck and stroke me... I like to grasp my cock hard as it is being stroked, and Barbara was being gentle and I wrapped my hand around hers to help, which also turns me on so... but she wanted none of that and removed her hand... this happened once or twice more- I could not be sure, as her mouth was bringing me to places I had rarely been ever before, if at all... she was making love to my cock so incredibly. And finally I needed the roughness of a hard grasp and took charge of my cock and stroked as she sucked my head, harder and harder until I could not hold back and I closed my eyes and watched the fireworks show inside my eyelids as I exploded in ecstasy... I opened my eyes and looked down into Barbara’s eyes to see the excitement she was feeling at the same time... She then rose and stood at the other side of the tube raised her one leg up to the edge of the shower and began to stoke herself... Her outer lips were so swollen... her clit so engorged and her fingers expertly stroked it. Slowly at first and then faster and faster.... I could tell she was getting close and I reached my hand out and took the palm of my hand and rubbed it gently against her nipples. They twitched under my touch and then Barbara’s voice begged me to kiss her and I reached for her and our mouths locked on each other and I could feel her begin to shutter. I grabbed her waist so that she would not slip in the wet shower and behind my lips I could hear a primal groan escape from her.... We broke our kiss and I looked into her eyes and the lightness was almost entirely back. There was still a darkness but it was almost gone... she exited the tub as I soaped my self up, to clean off one last time and noticed that I was puckering like a prune... oh that’s sexy Alex, I thought... and smiled... how often have we been in the shower or bath together the last two days... we could turn into fish... “What are we doing today?” I called out as I stepped from the tub and then leaned in and turned off the water... I grabbed a towel and dried myself off, looking in the mirror, awaiting her answer and when I didn’t hear one I walked into the room.... There was Barbara lying on the bed, her wet hair splayed out around her head... her eyes closed... her body glowing from the wetness still present... her arms out and her legs spread wide... and she looked so incredible... The drapes were open...the sheers were open and the day was sunny. The effect almost made her glow.... I walked over to the bed and sat down... her eyes opened and she looked at me... the look was one of satisfaction, but also of sorrow... the sadness tugged at my heart and I rose and walked back into the bathroom and opened my toiletry bag and removed the oil I had packed... I went back into the bedroom and Barbara had put her arm over her eyes and when I sat, she looked up at me and said “Alex, we do have to talk, and what did you mean you know.... what do you know...” I smiled and said turn over and she did and I straddled her legs... I poured some oil into my hands and rubbed them together to begin to warm it... This oil, I order special and it heats as you rub it in, it does not have a scent, so it is perfect for a full body massage... I began at her shoulders and using circular motions I began to rub from her spine outward... always moving my hands in circular motions, I used my fingertips to locate and massage out the little balls of muscle stress... and there were plenty... I heard Barbara groan and I leaned in close and whispered... tell me what you did...and she began to talk... softly.... but I could tell from my fingers that as she spoke, the tension disappeared... she talked of coming back to the room after we returned from the restaurant as my fingers worked on her upper arms and down to her hands... releasing the tightness... she spoke of undressing and having some wine.... of looking over the balcony to see the limo gone and how that made her feel so angry... my hands were moving back up her arms and to her shoulders and then slowly making their way down her spine... a few inches and then they moved outward to her sides... the tension being pushed outward as my fingers moved... She described getting dressed and looking in her guide for a place she could go dancing and making sure she looked incredibly sexy... at which point I leaned in and told her that if she wore a gunny sack, she would shine and her head turned to my smile lightened and a smile broke out... She told of getting to D.B.A. and being at the bar and ordering another drink... and how she thought about the amount of alcohol in her body, but how it didn’t matter...and how she was summoned to meet Richard the owner... and I was glad she could not see the look on my face at that point, but my fingers gave me away and as the rubbed her spine at the base of her shoulder blades, she said Ouch, Alex, that hurts and I lightened my pressure.... Then she went into the drinks at the table and how this Richard had treated her like a queen and how the thought of me fucking Diane, kept coming into her brain... my fingers were light now I concentrated on that as they reached the center of her spine and worked their magic outward and then back into the spine... years ago, this method had been taught to me by a lovely Vietnamese lady I went to for massages... our times together had evolved and then one day after a long sexual encounter, she laid on the table and coached me as I went.. By the time she had decided to get married and retire, she used to call me her “Grasshopper” and she was my “Masterteacher”... At this point Barbara was describing the effects the drinks were having and the conversations about Richard’s life and his concentrating on her like she was the only woman in the room and how she, in an instant, had gotten so much drunker... and his offer to serve her coffee before she left... My fingers were now working on her lower back.... near her waist and then they each rested along the outside of her spine and they slid all the way up to the back of her neck and to her shoulders... I added some more oil to my hands and they slid from her neck to her waist along her spine and then outward and I could feel all of the tension moving out now... this is what she needed to talk about it... but not to have to look at me... but at the same time to have my touch insure the intimacy we had felt in the shower.... She talked of walking into his apartment, and said and you would not believe the pictures... all nude women all looking out the window... and I laughed to myself... well no more my dear... no more I thought...no that was a dream... I had not really hit him with the pictures... well that is not yet... I still was not sure whether my time with Richard was complete.... I was beginning to have my suspicions about his seduction methods, and if I was correct, my time was indeed not done.... I snapped back to the present and slid down Barbara’s legs and poured more oil into my hands and began to massage her wondrous ass.... And she continued to talk, about coffee, about the pictures... about his touching her and her being so sad over the episode in the restaurant... how he had carried her into the bedroom and how she had no feeling about stopping this from happening... I leaned in and said “Tell me all Barbara... it is the only way to let it go” and I moved off of her butt and began to massage the back of her right leg with both my hands... kneading the muscles of her upper thighs... feeling them loosen as I did... and she talked... as if in a trance... she talked... telling me about his sucking her nipples... his removing her pants and boots... how he began to talk to her... telling her what to do... how he put her legs over her shoulders and entered her... and even though I was beginning a slow burn, it was exciting to hear her speak....my hands were down her leg to the back of her knee and then all the way to her foot- I massaged to sole of her foot and I could feel more tension disappearing as she described his language.. His touches... the way he shoved a finger up her ass as she came... how he made her tell him how good he was... - I always figured... if you had to ask, you couldn’t be that good- but... and then how when he came he shot it all over her.... and then fell asleep without a word.... My hands were working her left leg now... moving down and all around it... releasing the tensions that had accumulated there.... and Barbara’s voice lowered as she talked about how it made her feel and how she came back to the hotel and she said something about not noticing me on the couch and how she had showered to feel clean... but never did... and then she slept until morning and she described her run through the park, not knowing I had been on the couch once more... and her anger... her sadness and at this point I was just finishing the sole of her left foot and I could tell she was done and I had her turn over and I got up and walked into the bathroom an grabbed a clean wash cloth and returned to place it over her eyes.... and then I straddled her waist once more and told her to continue to relax.... and I began to rub the front of her shoulders.. Once more starting in the center of her upper breastbone and working my fingers into the muscles there and swirling outward... and then I began to talk... I told her how I understood her anger with me and how I had chastised Diane for the stunt in the restaurant.... and I told her how I had come back here to find that she had gone out and that Ricardo the doorman had told me how beautiful and sexy she had looked.... I spoke of how I had gotten the taxi number and as my fingers massaged her breast... not trying to be sexual but having a hard time of it- I brushed over the getting of her destination from the taxi company and going to D.B.A. to find that she had already gone... at this point I hesitated speaking for a few moments as I considered telling her all... if we were going to have a chance together, there could be no secrets... but my upbringing of silence in regard to that part of my life stopped me from talking... as my fingers worked the muscles in her stomach. I had to remove one of them to wipe a tear with the back of my hand... I was falling so hard for this woman and what she went through was tearing me apart... I told her to not move and I rose and went into the bathroom, under the pretense of having to go, but while there I picked up the phone and called Antonio and quickly explained what I needed immediately and apologizing for once again asking a favor, for which I was told that it was foolish for me to apologize.... I returned to the bedroom and skipping a whole section I began to massage Barbara’s right leg.... really working the muscles on her thigh... as I continued to tell her, how I returned to the hotel to find her asleep and not wanting to disturb her, I had crashed on the couch and not awaken until she had shut the door to go out to her run... I was finishing her left leg at this point and I was totally hot once more for her... I was not sure if she could tell that my cock was raging hard... and my hands both slid up her legs... slowly spreading them as I went and I slid down to the end of the bed and as I moved I semi-slid her with me so that she was down at the foot of the bed, with her knees on the edge and I was kneeling on the floor and I put her legs over my shoulder and I finished my massage of Barbara with my tongue... slowly licking up the inside of her thighs... the one area I had made sure I did not put oil on.... and my tongue moved quickly between her legs and I felt her ankles lock behind my head... my mouth covered her clitoral area in it’s entirety.. And I began to suck and lick her and she began to squirm beneath my touch... my right hand went between her legs and I slid two fingers inside of her wetness... I felt around and located her gspot almost immediately... the stimulation from the massage had caused it to roughen and swell and I touched it lightly and began to tap it with my fingers... tap it like a telegraph key as my mouth sucked harder and harder against her swollen clitoris.... and her hips began to buck wildly.... and my fingers tapped faster and my mouth sucked harder and my tongue slid up under her hood and stroked the sensitive spot there and I felt her shoot cum into my mouth... it came in streams it seemed and she cried out and her body went limp.... and I slowly removed my fingers and stood up and walked to the side of the bed and slid her body back up to the head of the bed and knelt by her side and kissed her cheek and whispered “you sleep for a few...we have one more thing to do before our day begins” and I kissed her forehead and slowly made my way out of the room into the living room where I went into the service bar and found a pack of Newport’s - ripped them open, took one out and lit it.. I grabbed the blanket and wrapping it around myself and dragging a chair with me I made my way to the balcony and sat down, closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, the first cigarette I had smoked in 6 years... shortly after that, I heard the doorbell, I rose and opened the door to see Antonio and a man I had not seen in what seemed to be a lifetime... Moving aside, they entered the room and I hugged the man and apologized for my mode of dress.... and he smiled... and said, “How are you Alexander?” “I have been better, and I have been worse Dr. Stephano... and how are you and your beautiful bride?” We spoke for a few minutes and I excused myself and entered the bedroom- threw on a T-shirt and jeans and walked to the bed... I leaned over and whispered for Barbara to wake up...and she removed the washcloth and told me she really had not slept and asked who had arrived at the door- I explained that it was Antonio and my old family doctor and that I needed her to get dressed and that the doctor was going to take some blood... She looked at me frightened... and I told her it was just something I needed to check and not to be afraid...Barbara looked at me and said... in a shivering voice... “can you take an aids test so soon”... and I smiled gently and said... “it is not that... don’t be afraid my sweet”, and kissed her cheek one more time and left the room to let her get dressed...