She presses her lips to mine, and I kiss her hard, feeling her body surrender to me. Her ass on my thigh presses down my erection. I feel like a mountain lion ready to roar. We stop kissing for a while, catching our breaths.
“We should take a walk. The sunset is quite beautiful. We should enjoy this before we leave.”
“Lovely.” She rises and I stand, holding her hand. She looks down at our clasped hands and smiles.
We leave the shed, walking out into the subdued evening sunlight of the countryside. We take a cleared trail through the vineyard, entering a garden down to a rolling stream. Chasmin takes her time appreciating the sight. Looking at it through her eyes, I find the scene even more beautiful. The setting sun casts an orange-red glow on the land. I hear the soft sound the water makes as it flows and the twittering of the birds. The cultivated stretches of farmland as far as the eye can see.
We find a seclude spot under a large willow with a boulder large enough for both of us to sit. Chasmin rests her head on my shoulder, closing her eyes and humming a sweet tune. I hold her close, feeling at ease without a care for the world.
“I like this,” she whispers.
“We can have more times like this,” I reply, agreeing with her.
“Will it last?” She opens her eyes, looking hopeful. I feel my throat tighten, and I’m unable to answer her. She sighs sadly like that's enough for her. Returning to the house, Chasmin takes a minute to herself in the restroom. I leave the room to answer a call from a long time Italian friend, Charlie Ritchie.
“Hey, Charlie. How’s it going?” I ask, looking into the room to see Chasmin leaving the bathroom naked. She’s putting on a robe. I gulp with thirst, seeing her bend to pull up her red panties. Her hourglass form shines with a mesmerizing glow. I want to return to bed and worship her.
A gruff voice with a thick Italian accent speaks from the other side of the phone. “Lance, my dear friend. You came to my city and didn’t even inform me. Now, that’s bad.”
“Don’t be mad at me, Lee. I quickly pop into Italy on official business. How’s the new gas deal coming through?” Charlie is the CEO of a gas conglomerate who likes talking about himself. It’s his source of pride. We met in college and have kept in touch ever since.
“Fabulous, man. I haven’t been this happy in a while. That’s why I’m throwing a party tomorrow, and you must be there. I’ve got beautiful ladies here you’ll be tempted to spend Christmas in Italy with.” He laughs with confidence.
I look into the room to see Chasmin sitting cross-legged in bed, a laptop on her knees. She wears her protective glasses and concentrates on what she’s doing. Seeing her, I suddenly think all the other women out there are dull in comparison to her. Why would I chase others when I have her with me?
“Keep those ladies to yourself, Charlie. As for the party, I’m coming and I’ll be bringing someone along,” I say this walking back into the room. Chasmin looks up, then goes back to her work, seeing I’m on a call.
It irritates me. I want her to keep her eyes on me. “Oh, who might that be?” Charlie asks in a conspiratorial tone.
“Shhh, I don’t want to spoil it. See you at the party tomorrow.” I end the call, setting my phone down on the drawer. “What are you doing, baby?” I get into the bed, towering over her even when kneeling.
“Oh, I’m going over the new contract approving the new shipment…” I press a finger to her lips. I close her laptop, setting it aside on the drawer.
“We’re out here to have fun, not work. I need you to focus on me and nothing else.” She stretches out her legs, lying back in the bed. She gazes up at me with fascination and need. Her smile grows when she hears me growl. “You’re getting naughty, Chasmin.”
“What are you going to do about that?” Her tone is soft, but the challenge is clear in her eyes.
I straddle her, pulling her nightgown open. I grip her round firm breasts, pressing down on her hard nipples. She bites her lower lip, suppressing a moan. Chuckling at her pleasured look, I lick from her chest to her neck, breathing in her milky scent. I bite her neck and feel her nails digging into my back. “Lance!” she gasps.
I flip us over and she straddles me. I look up at the truly magnificent sight. Her beautiful body and angelic face make it hard to find just one thing to focus on.
She lays on me, sighing, kissing my chin. “You hungry devil…” My erection is trapped in her thighs. The warm hard pressure on my length feels comfortable.
“With you by my side, I am always hungry. I can’t get enough. By the way, my friend Charlie called. He’s having a party at his place tomorrow. You’re coming with me. We’ll return to the city in the morning.”
“Oh…” She rolls off me, her excitement quickly fading.
“Chasmin…” She turns to face me so quickly that I take a pause.
“We can’t be seen publicly together, Lance. It’s too soon. Being in a party setting like that, certain things are bound to slip. We have to keepusto ourselves, and that hurts me.” People will talk for sure. Lance is much older than I am, and they will think I am a gold-digging hussy, who is all over one of UK’s distinguished bachelors. And there is the possibility of photographers and the tabloids. I can’t take that chance. I won’t.She holds my hand, linking her small one through mine.
“I understand. We’ll be careful. I don’t want to wait, hiding and cowering just to be seen with you in public. You’ll be there as my assistant…” I smile, kissing her. “But we’ll find time for ourselves, or else that party will be too boring.”
“Mmmm, sounds forbidden and exciting.” I latch onto a nipple, sucking it with relish. She grips my hair, sighing at my actions. “Right now doesn’t sound so bad….” Her voice turns into a squeak of surprise as my fingers invade her dripping core.
The next day, we return to the hotel. I pick out a white and black tuxedo. Moreover, I surprise Chasmin by presenting her with a dress arrayed on the bed.
“Lance, you didn’t have to. I have dresses to wear fit for a party.” She touches the black leather dress with fondness and a modicum of resistance.