It had been about two hours since I had seen Bianca. I hoped Isabelle was taking good care of her. I was happy she agreed to go enjoy the party with Isabelle. I could see the stress all over Bianca’s face, but I also wanted the chance to speak with Luiz one on one. Luiz and I had been very good friends for a while. Even though I wasn’t supposed to be speaking about the criminal investigation with anyone else, I knew Luiz would be the perfect confidant. He had a lot of connections in Brazil, so I figured he would be able to get in touch with someone who could help me get out of the charges.

Luiz promised to make a few calls and get back to me within the next three days. I had called my limo driver to pick us up since all of us had been drinking. We agreed it was getting late and was time to leave the beach. Luiz said he would take care of the tab while I went to go find the girls. I encouraged him to split the bill with me but he refused, Luiz had always been a man with a lot of pride. When I got to the bottom of the elevator, I realized the crowd had doubled in size. I wondered if it was going to be impossible to find the girls.

I stood on a table to get a better vantage point. I skimmed the drunk faces in the crowd, feeling rather entertained by how intoxicated everyone was. I suddenly saw a familiar face; Bianca was dancing with a drunk in one hand and the other hand waving in the air. I smiled, signaling for them to come toward me. I started to walk in their directions, as well.

As soon as we met in the middle, Bianca gave me a drunken, sloppy kiss. I grabbed her ass hard and took a sip of her drink.

“Are you ready to go?” I yelled to her.

“Yes, let’s go. This place... is great!” she said, stammering over her words.

“Where is Isabelle?” I thought I had seen her walking behind Bianca, but she was suddenly nowhere in sight.

“Is that her behind you?” Bianca asked, pointing in the opposite direction.

I turned around to see Isabelle trying to force a man off of her. He was trying to wrap his hands around her waist, but she was almost bending over backward to try to get away from him. I immediately grabbed her by the arm, pulling her away from him. As soon as he looked up with a grimace on his face, I punched him square in the jaw. He fell backward, colliding with some onlookers before landing on the sand.

“Let’s go,” I said firmly, grabbing Bianca’s hand and gesturing to Isabelle.

I wanted to leave before security came. We walked toward the parking lot and saw Luiz standing by my limo. The driver came to open the door for all of us. We piled into the stretch limo, my driver offered bottled waters to all of us before getting back in the front seat to drive away.

“Thanks for helping me back there Dustin, that guy was really drunk and a lot stronger than he looked. It was hard to get away from him,” Isabelle said.

“Yeah, no problem. That guy seemed like an asshole.”

“What guy? What are you talking about?” Luiz asked.

“Some guy tried to make a pass on me,” Isabelle pouted her lip. “He was pretty aggressive about it, he just grabbed me and told me to go home with him. He was disgusting, his breath smelled awful.”

“Yeah, that was really rude,” Bianca chimed in.

“You don’t have to cover for her. Don’t lie about it Isa, I know you flirt with every man closest to you when I’m not around,” Luiz accused, letting go of Isabelle’s hand to cross his arms.

“What? You can’t be serious! Are you really going to be jealous of a drunk guy who grabbed me out of the crowd? You should be a real man and be more protective of me!” Isabelle yelled.

“Protective of you? You probably walked up to him first!”

“Wow, you are crazy!” Isabelle rolled her eyes and said a few words in Portuguese under her breath.

“She thinks I’m crazy, but she’s the one that cheated on me twice,” Luiz said to me.

“Seriously Luiz? You are going to bring that up now!?”

“You are drunk! Stop yelling!”

“So what? You’re drunk too! I’ll yell when I want!”

They started to fight in Portuguese again. I had never seen Luiz in this state before. He was usually a level headed, calm type of guy but maybe Isabelle was bringing a different side out of him.

I have always been a peacemaker. I usually don’t like to flatter myself, but I have a charming way of distracting people from their problems in order to work toward a common goal. I knew the perfect tactic to get this argument back on track toward having a good time. I looked over at Bianca, she squirmed in her seat. I could tell she was feeling pretty uncomfortable because of the loud fighting. She seemed pretty drunk, as well. I liked seeing how shocked Bianca could get. You’d think she would’ve seen it all by now as an attorney. It made me truly see how innocent and impressionable she was at heart.

“Alright, you two. That’s enough. No point in ruining a great day. I know you love each other, there is no point in fighting about this now,” I said calmly.

“He started it,” Isabelle spat bitterly.

“I have the feeling you two are the type to argue just so you can have amazing make up sex afterward, aren’t you?” I smiled as I looked between them.

Luiz was the first to smile, he looked over at Isabelle and put his arm around her. “Dustin you’re right. There is no point in fighting about this now. But you’re also right about the make up sex part, Isabelle has some fire behind her.”

“Well don’t let Bianca and I stop you, go ahead. Feel free to make up right now. We would love to watch,” I shrugged and smiled again.

The couple laughed, you could feel the sexual tension start to build. I looked over at Bianca. She gave a small laugh, but I could tell it made her uncomfortable.

“He’s only joking,” Bianca laughed.

“No, I’m not. You two are a very attractive couple.”

Luiz and Isabelle smiled at each other. They leaned in for a kiss that turned into them passionately making out. Isabelle got up and straddled Luiz’s waist. He grabbed her ass, lifting her dress up. I could see her pink thong framing her perfect ass. I looked over at Bianca again, watching her jaw drop as she watched them kiss. I rested my hand on Bianca’s upper thigh, watching the couple start to feel each other’s bodies more and more.

Luiz started to lift Isabelle’s dress over her head. I was amused when I realized she hadn’t been wearing a bra the entire time. Isabelle had a petite frame with dark, tanned skin. Her tits looked perfectly perky. She reached down to unbutton Luiz’s pants, pulling his hard dick out while his pants were still around his hips. She slowly lowered her body onto it, sinking it into her pussy.

I could feel myself getting hard as I watched Isabelle start to slowly ride her husband. I wondered if Bianca was getting turned on by watching the couple, as well. I looked down to see her face. She seemed to be disturbed by what was happening in front of her, which only amused me even more. I had always been a voyeur, but it does not come naturally for everyone. But I had a feeling that, even though she might not admit it right away, Bianca was secretly getting wet watching the couple too.

I opened up the mini-fridge and pulled out a cold bottle of champagne. I opened the bottle, pouring a couple of glasses for Bianca and me. Even though I was watching them, my focus was still on Bianca. I watched her hide half her face with her hand. I nudged her and smiled. She didn’t smile back.

Isabelle had her hands on the ceiling and was grinding hard on Luiz. They were both moaning together. It was obvious they forgot we were in the car. Either that or they felt really comfortable with us watching them. I was extremely turned on by the sight. I took a sip of my champagne and leaned down toward Bianca.

“Pretty hot, huh?”

She didn’t respond, she kept staring straight ahead, staring at the couple. It was obvious she had never seen anything like that before. Luiz and I had shared a few women in the past, so it wasn’t really anything new for me. I started to stroke Bianca’s thigh, feeling her soft skin beneath my hand. Her mouth dropped open as I started to move up closer to the lining of her bathing suit, allowing my finger to brush by the fabric every now and then. Bianca was still sitting very still. I grabbed her hand, holding it tightly as I continue to watch. I didn’t want Bianca to get the impression we were going to join them; I knew she wouldn’t be ready to swing with a married couple. She was still getting used to the idea of sleeping with one of her clients.

“Get on your knees,” I heard Luiz say from across the limo.

Isabelle got onto her knees in front of Luiz, bending down between his legs. She took his dick into her mouth right as he was about to cum. Luiz let out a soft groan as Isabelle swallowed every drop. He smiled at her, reaching down to wipe her chin. Isabelle stood up and jumped into his lap. I liked seeing how comfortable she was naked, it was refreshing to see such an open and affectionate couple, despite their fight from earlier on.

“Good timing, we are almost at your condo,” I said, pointing to the gates of their complex.

“Dustin, you’ve always been a good friend,” Luiz laughed.

I raised my glass to him. Luiz adjusted his pants as Isabelle started to get dressed. We all got out of the car, exchanging hugs and goodbyes. Luiz gave me a devious smile before patting me on the back and grabbing Isabelle’s hand to head up to their condo.

“Ready to go home?” I said to Bianca.

She didn’t respond to me, once again. Bianca got back into the limo without a word. I followed her into the back seat, the driver closing the door behind me.

“I always enjoy myself whenever they are around. Luiz and Isabelle know how to fight, but they know how to fuck too,” I laughed, pouring a glass of champagne for myself. “Would you like another glass babe?”

“No, I’m fine,” Bianca kept her eyes fixed on the window. She refused to make eye contact with me.

“Did you like that?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Why not?”

“That was really inappropriate, Dustin. I can’t believe you suggested that. There was absolutely no reason for that to happen. I have no idea what to say, they are a married couple. You can’t treat every single day like it’s a porn video!” Bianca spat, I didn’t realize how upset she was until that moment.

“Baby, it was hot! I was really into it, and I think you’re just afraid to say that you are too,” I told her.

She shifted in her seat uncomfortably. She crossed her legs and didn’t respond. I quickly slid down the limo seat so that I was closer to her. I uncrossed her legs by pushing one off the other, forcing her legs apart. I slid my hand from her upper thigh down in between her legs. I pulled her bikini bottoms to the side and slowly started to massage her clit. She gasped as I dipped my finger into her pussy to spread her wetness back up to her clit, circling while she clutched my shirt.

“I know you liked it,” I whispered in her ear as I played with her.

She didn’t say anything back. Bianca bit her lip and arched her back. I knew she liked it, I never second guessed that. I just wanted her to admit it to me. I liked the way I could watch her body contort as I stroked the most sensitive part of her body. She was completely powerless against my touch, and I was loving every single second of it. I grabbed the back of her head, forcing her to face me. I slipped a finger into her wet pussy, feeling it grip me.

“Tell me you liked it,” I demanded.

“I liked it,” Bianca whispered, I could feel her warm breath against my lips.

“Say it again, louder,” I tightened my grasp on her hair.

Bianca released another moan and spoke louder, “I liked it!”

“I knew you did baby. I know what you like more than you do. I know exactly how to make you hot, I know exactly how to make you cum. You like it when I play with you like that?” I asked her, whispering in her ear once again.

“Yes,” she moaned.

I started to finger her as I flicked her clit with my thumb. Within seconds, she lifted her head back as she started to cum, legs shaking against my forearm. She tried to close her legs, but I forced them apart with my other hand. As soon as her orgasm faded, I slipped my finger out of her, gently placing it in her mouth. She sucked it slowly as she looked into her eyes. I felt my dick pulse in my pants as she licked the tip of my finger with her tongue.

“What am I going to do with you?” I said playfully. We kissed, her body fell into mine as we took a sharp turn.

“No, what am I going to do with you?”

“Well, hopefully, you are going to help make sure I am not going to prison. Then maybe I’ll take you on a celebratory trip to Fiji, what do you think?”

“I think that would be lovely,” Bianca smiled. “But I am still mad at you.”

“No, you’re not.”

I kissed her again. I was right, I knew exactly what she needed. It was hard for her to stay mad at me for long, I had a way of winning her over. At the same time, she had a way with me too. I couldn’t help but stare at her a little longer than I would with most women.

“No, seriously. I am still mad at you. You put me in a really uncomfortable situation, you knew that wasn’t something I would’ve asked for. I had just met them, we barely know each other. Now they are always going to remember me as the girl that watched them have sex in the back of a limo. I’m educated, I’m part of your legal team. I don’t want to be embarrassed like that again,” Bianca said angrily. I couldn’t help but smile. “I’m serious! It’s not funny! I don’t want to be in a situation like that ever again. You have to promise!”

“I don’t make promises I can’t keep. Even though you are mad, you already admitted that you liked it, so I’m not going to apologize. We are at your hotel so you will have some time to yourself to admit that to yourself. Not everything that is different is bad, Bianca. I think you’d be surprised at what I can introduce you to if you let me. I can show you a whole new world,” I leaned in to kiss her, but she pulled away. I liked how cute she looked when was angry at me. I knew it wouldn’t last for long, after all, I am very hard to resist.

“Let’s focus on making sure the court doesn’t show you a whole new prison, okay? That’s what I’m really here for,” Bianca said. She gave me a quick kiss then got out of the limo. She leaned back down into the car, “I’ll see you soon Dustin. Try to behave yourself while I am away.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” I said with a wink.

I watched her walk into the building before I signaled for the driver to pull away. Even though Bianca had already allowed me into her personal life, she was still playing hard to get. I couldn’t help but admit it was sexier than I expected. She always had a way of leaving me wanting more. I wanted to do so many things to her, and it only made me want it more when she acted like I wasn’t going to get my way. She really was tantalizing. And knowing I was her first, made me want her even more. I couldn’t help the “caveman” feelings she invoked in me.

Bianca had brought a whole new dynamic into my life. I was usually serious about business but playful at heart. I like to have fun, I have always been that way. Work hard, play hard has always been my motto. But Bianca liked to work hard as much as possible. It didn’t seem as though she was used to taking a break from work to have some fun. In a way, she was helping me be more serious about something that I had been ignoring for a long time.

I would never admit it to anyone, but I was actually terrified of going to prison for money laundering. I had built an extremely comfortable life for myself. I had everything I could ever ask for at the tip of my fingers. If I wanted to spend one-week sailing off the coast of The Maldives, I could. If I wanted to spend a day in a hot air balloon, soaring over Switzerland with a French model, I could do that any time I ever thought about it. I was afraid of all of that being taken away from me. The idea of not being able to see Bianca flashed through my mind quickly. The thought felt more painful than I would’ve liked it to. Somehow throughout our time together, I had started to grow attached to her. I wasn’t used to actually liking the women I spent time with, a lot of them were there for the fun times, but they didn’t stick around when it was time to get serious again. Regardless of the fact that it is her job, Bianca cared about me, and she cared about what was going to happen to me. She was willing to be there for the fun and the difficult decisions.

I sighed and picked up my phone. I started to scroll through my contact list. I looked at all of the women’s numbers I had gotten over the years. I wondered how many of them were still in Brazil. I would usually text at least three of them at once to see who was available, who would respond the quickest, and who seemed most interested in meeting up with me. Usually, I would have my driver pick them up on the way home and show them a night they would never forget. But as I scrolled by their names, I found that I wasn’t interested in contacting any of them. It was the first time I acknowledged to myself that I wasn’t interested in fucking a bunch of women, I could only think about Bianca.

I scrolled back to the top of my contact list to her name. I clicked Bianca and called her. It rang a few times before she picked up.

“It has only been five minutes since you drove away,” she said.

“I couldn’t help myself.”

“What is it?”

“Let’s get lunch tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at noon,” I insisted.

“Dustin, I can’t spend another day relaxing. We really need to focus on the case.”

“You’re right. In that case, let’s get lunch, and we will talk about the case. Bring your paperwork along with you. See you at noon babe.”

“Alright, see you then.”

I put my phone on the seat next to me and smiled. Bianca was unique, I had never met anyone like her before. But I was glad to know her.