Time isn’t on my side. I have no choice but to resort to extreme measures. It’s not how I want to lose my virginity.

I want the white picket fence and the happiness found in the groom to be. Damon is my final hope, but I can’t tell him the truth. I don’t even think I know his real name.

It certainly doesn’t hurt that he’s handsome and has the kind of body I would love to start at the top and work my way down to the bottom. He won’t show me his face. Is he bashful or is he trying to hide something from me?

Samantha is that unattainable piece of fruit at the top of the tree. She’s unspoiled and has a purity which draws me towards her like a moth to a flame.

I don’t know why she’s doing it, but I can’t in good conscience allow somebody else to claim the prize for his own.

Money isn’t the issue, but my loyalty to her father is in question. How can I possibly give her what she wants when I feel like I would be betraying a long-lasting friendship?

Chapter one

Nicholas

I sat there in my limousine sequestered from the rest of the world and I knew those looking into the tinted window would love to change places with me.

The cigar in my mouth had a fine Cuban flavor and I had a humidor full of them courtesy of Castro himself before his demise.

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to wrap this up, gentlemen.” I was afforded the opportunity to do business from afar and I could be anywhere in the world and still be making millions. My time was valuable and I only felt compelled to show my face to those of my investors. It was the only way to give them the personal touch.

“Nicholas, we appreciate everything that you have done and we know the company is in good hands. You always go above and beyond and we can’t ask for anything more than that.” Jackson was my biggest supporter and we had started the company together on a shoestring budget.

“You can always reach me and communication is the key to any relationship.” This conference call was made possible by technology born from the money I invested. I had my hand in many pies and I found myself responsible for the next generation.

“I can see you have been working yourself into an early grave and maybe you need some time to smell the roses. Things can wait and you should go to one of your private islands. I can take care of things from this end and you know that you can trust me.” Jackson knew where all the skeletons were buried and he had metaphorically held the shovel.

“I do need a vacation and my latest acquisition is something that I have been itching to get my hands on.” I had bought myself a jet and it was one of those impulse buys. Most people would consider getting a new TV extravagant, but I went well and beyond that sentiment.

I was the perfect bachelor with boyish good looks and a body sculpted by a personal trainer every morning. It was one of the only relationships which had lasted more than a couple of months. Bentsen took no prisoners and there was no gain without the pain. I had to admit the results were hard to ignore.

I should’ve had girls coming in and out of my bedroom like a revolving door and that was the perception the public had of me.

Jackson was a man with a unique taste for Asian women and his wife didn’t know about his dirty little secret on the side. She wasn’t going to hear it for me.

“I wasn’t suggesting a normal vacation and what you really do need is to find some young thing to put a smile on your face.” It was a good thing the other investors had already signed off and they certainly didn’t need to know about my personal life.

“I’ll take it under advisement.” I could’ve had any woman I wanted, but I was always fearful about the reason why they were with me. I would never know if they were there because they truly cared or was in need of a sugar daddy.

“I know you better than anyone and it still confounds me the reason why you haven’t found somebody to settle down with. You can have your cake and eat it too. Look at what I have with Emily and I still have time to indulge in my secret fetish.” I felt bad for Emily and she was oblivious to his wandering eye.

I straightened my suit which was custom made by a little old man in Italy. He was supposed to be retired, but money has a funny way of opening doors which were closed to others.

I didn’t consider myself to be a magnanimous man and I had the penchant of running over the little guy without giving it much thought. It was all about business, but there was a necessity to give the public a different perception of me. I dedicated a percentage of my earnings to those in need. I had to have the public approval and the only way to do that was to make myself seem like I was approachable.

“I don’t know why, but I just haven’t found the one. Perhaps I’m looking in all the wrong places and I’m under the mistaken belief she will find me.” I hadn’t given up on love, but I thought it was a fairy tale with no basis in reality.

“I’ve been your best friend since high school and we made this company what it is today. I take a more active role, but I like to get my hands in the dough of the pie. You are content in jet-setting around the world and putting out fires abroad. Together, we are a formidable team and nobody in their right mind would ever cross us.” He was full of himself, but Jackson had every reason to believe he was untouchable.

I looked at my reflection and I didn’t look like I had aged a day passed my 30^th birthday. I was still ruggedly handsome, but sex didn’t have the same appeal as it did when I was younger.

“I’m almost at the Airport and I haven’t decided what my next destination is going to be. When I know, you’ll know. I’ll only be a phone call away.” I signed off, sitting back against the leather seat of the limo and then I heard this ding.

I was always looking out for anything unusual and my assistant had sent something which made me sit up and take notice.

Timothy had been my assistant for five years and still, he was able to surprise me. On the screen was a desperate plea for financial independence, but it was in the way they were going about it which got my attention.

This young woman of questionable morals had put an anonymous price tag on her virginity. She was treating her virtue like something you would acquire on E-bay.

The risqué photos of her nubile young body in various states of undress had me leaning forward to get a second look.

I was stunned into silence as I saw the telltale birthmark on her neck. It couldn’t be, but there was no other explanation.

The woman who had grown up under the watchful eye of my best friend was practically throwing herself at strangers. I was named her godfather, but I hadn’t seen her since she was 13 years old. There was no resemblance of the woman I remembered her to be except for that birthmark. She was a delectable dish best served hot from the oven, but could I even dare place the bet.

Chapter Two

Samantha

I wasn’t surprised by the results of my advertisement, but there was a desperate need to find the right one without feeling like they were perverts. Many guys sent me crude comments and pictures of their junk which wasn’t what I was looking for. I did need a financial windfall and I couldn’t depend on my parents for obvious reasons. I didn’t want to disappoint them by asking for money. A friend of mine had tried what I was doing with amazing results.

Living at home stunted my love life and I had to sneak around behind their backs. I was consciously aware of my body and how men responded with their mouths parted with anticipation. They became drooling idiots and I learned some interesting techniques with my hand. I was 22 and still hadn’t gone all the way, but that didn’t mean I was pure as the driven snow.

There was no better sight than seeing a man in the throes of ecstasy. It was in the way their faces would contort and their bodies would respond to my touch. I got a thrill when I saw them reach their release.

“I can’t believe you’re going through with this. I thought you were kidding, but you really are making them pay for it.” Julia was that flaming haired vixen who had all the boys ready to please her in whatever way she wanted. She was a tease, but nobody seemed to mind as long as they were in her gravity.

“I don’t have a choice and instead of complaining you should be helping to weed the undesirables out.” I was a bottle blond and the drapes didn’t match the carpeting. Being a blond did afford me the opportunity to bat my eyelashes and get guys to stumble over their feet to help me with my homework. I guess in some part, I was just as much of a tease as she was except I followed through with hand to cock contact.

“I told you I would lend you some money, but my trust fund is cut off. My shopping habits got a little carried away and my parents want to teach me a lesson.” She was quite endowed and I was no slouch in that department. Both of our bodies were sculpted from working out together doing pilates and jogging every morning.

“Don’t you think I wish that there was another way? I don’t want to talk about this and I need to make this happen by the end of the week. There have been some interesting prospects, but nothing really stands out from the pack.” The photographs these men had sent me were enough to set the smoke detector off in my room.

“I know you have an obsession with the big ones and you could start by eliminating those ill-equipped to do the job. You know exactly which ones I’m talking about and it doesn’t matter how much money they have.” We were both young enough to spread our wings, but old enough to understand our actions had consequences. I didn’t want to take the walk of shame with my virginal white panties balled up in my purse. If I was going to do this then I was going to do it the right way. Losing my innocence was only going to happen once and I wasn’t looking for the 5-minute wonder.

It was the middle of the night and I had absconded with a bottle of wine from the cellar in the basement. I needed the liquid courage and each sip lowered my inhibitions. I had taken some candid shots in various states of undress avoiding plastering my face for everybody to see. There was a need for discretion and my parents held some influential positions in the community.

“I do like someone with more than the average, but I need the whole package. Some of these guys are too brazen and bold which scares me. I know I’m asking them to pay, but there has to be respect. I don’t want somebody tearing my clothes off unless the heat of the foreplay has made me susceptible to their eager hands.” I knew what I wanted and I knew what I didn’t.

The photos of my body were there on the cloud and there was no taking it back. The ad had barely been online for less than a day and already I had too many responses. I specifically mentioned in the ad to read the entire thing before responding. There were those who didn’t even bother and their callous disregard was sending off alarm bells in my head.

“There has to be a better way, Samantha.” I had given this a lot of thought and the amount of money I was looking for couldn’t be had in one day any other way. My parent’s assets were frozen, but they made it seem like everything was perfectly fine. I told my friends it was because their money was tied up, but they had no idea to what extent.

“I’m open to suggestions and I’m only doing this because of Erica. She told us in confidence about her experience and we both thought she was crazy at the time. The money she received helped her to leave this town in her rearview mirror.” We were both sitting on the bed in thin tee shirts and panties. She was staying over for the night and we had enjoyed lasagna for supper and then watched a movie.

“I don’t know, but selling your body doesn't sound like it can end well. I don’t agree with what you’re doing, but I did promise not to say anything. I wouldn’t be a good friend if I wasn’t there with you every step of the way. The only thing I want from you is your solemn vow you won’t meet anybody without me. We will both grill the man you decide to meet to make sure this isn’t going to come back and bite you.” I heard the light knocking on the door and then minimized my browser in time for my mother to come in to offer us cookies and milk like we were still little girls.

“I wanted to pop in and see you both before I went to bed.” I came from good genes and when I was my mother’s age I was going to be a cougar in training. There was no doubt in my mind that my father’s political aspirations were made possible by having her as eye candy on his arm.

“We won’t be staying up for too much longer and we just need to finish up some homework.” Going to college made them proud, but they had no idea that I was burning the candle at both ends. I was struggling to keep my grades from falling, but somehow I was making it work.

“I worry about you and I hope you know you can talk to me about anything.” I only wished that I could believe that and they couldn’t know what I was doing.

She was the woman behind the man and her good looks and charm were good enough to have those movers and shakers eating out of the palm of her hand. They underestimated her and I had learned a lot from watching her. She was nobody’s pushover and most found out how mistaken they were about her when they crossed her. I got my fiery temper from her and I made no apologies for it.

“I’m just a little tired and it’s nothing that a good night’s sleep won’t cure.” Sleep deprivation and the feeling of everything slipping through my grasp was a good combination to get on my last nerve.

“I don’t believe you, but I can’t force you to tell me what’s going on. Don’t do anything stupid and think before you act. I trust your judgment and you always seem to know the right thing to do. Your father and I gave you the tools and it’s up to you to use them. I taught you most men want only one thing and will do and say anything to get it.” This was what I was counting on and I was just going to have to use my God-given instincts to make the right choice from a multitude of men vying for my affection.

The smell of cinnamon from the candle burning in the room was a perfect reminder of those Sunday mornings when I was a child with only my imagination for companionship. I thought back on those simpler times and I realized too late how stupid it was to want to be an adult.

“We all make mistakes and it doesn’t matter if we have the best intentions. I’m a survivor because of the both of you and I will always land on my feet regardless of what obstacles stand in my way.” I was majoring in psychology and reading the body language of a man was like a blind man reading Braille. I only needed a couple of minutes and their entire story chapter in verse would be revealed to me.

“I just don’t want to see you get hurt. I almost forgot and we are having a dinner party tomorrow night and your father requests your attendance. He wants those contributors to see him as a family man which means you’re going to have to be on your best behavior.” I was always being paraded out as the light of their life and I was getting a little tired of being a living and breathing prop.

She made a sigh of resignation before closing the door behind her and leaving me to the task at hand.

Sheila was soon asleep and I very carefully laid a blanket on top of her to keep her from getting cold. I had hidden the bottle, but it was almost polished off with only one mouthful remaining. I finished it and then I made a conscious effort to look at my perspective suitors.

There was suddenly a new one added to the mix and this one left a bit of mystery without a face. The body was athletic and I licked my lips wondering what was hiding underneath the transparent white shirt. The pants were molded to his body and the outline of his package was impressive. He claimed to be eight solid inches which were more than enough to satisfy my sweet tooth. His name was Damon, but it could’ve been a pseudonym. It wasn’t like I was using my real name. Sandra was the moniker I was using.

Chapter Three

Nicholas

I was still thinking about Samantha, but it still was a slim possibility it wasn’t her. Somebody else could have had the same birthmark, but the likelihood was nothing more than a pipe dream. She had grown up to be a boys’ wet dream come true and an older man’s fantasy of capturing his youth again. Those guys married with children sneaking around behind their wives backs gave the good ones a bad name.

“I don’t even know why you bother to acquire my services for the evening. You haven’t even taken your eyes off of the laptop in front of you long enough to tell me how beautiful I look.” I didn’t pay for sex, but I did use my money for the girlfriend experience. It was easy to flaunt my wealth and I didn’t have to worry about getting into a sticky situation.

“Deborah… Diana… Dolores…whatever your name is, I think I need to remind you about your place. You are to be seen and heard, but don’t expect pleasantries when my time is best spent doing business. This party is for you to mingle and to listen for anything I can use.” This girl had become something of a staple and her reputation preceded her. I couldn’t remember her name, but I didn’t have to which I’m sure was a little galling for a woman in her profession.

“Nicholas, I don’t mind doing your dirty work and you pay quite handsomely for my expertise at getting men to loosen their lips. I don’t think it’s unreasonable to ask for your attention every now and then.” She was a bodacious blonde bombshell with a pair of breasts that defied gravity. I had no idea how the dress was staying on and it had to have something do with double sided tape.

“I’m sorry, but I’m a bit distracted at the moment and I don’t mean to make you feel neglected.” I could’ve easily made the proposition of adding sex and there were times I had thought about it. She would’ve just told me what I wanted to hear and there wouldn’t have been any enthusiasm behind her actions.

“I don’t need much, but the one thing I can’t stand for is being treated like a second thought. There are men who bend over backward to give me their undivided attention. It’s what I call a beneficial arrangement that works for both parties. I know how to be whatever you want me to be. I find it simply surprising you don’t want anything more than my eyes and ears.” Her hair was done up and her long legs went to heaven and beyond.

“You must realize there’s a reason why I asked for you specifically. This is where you excel more than anybody else and I don’t take it lightly. I need to know what moves to make in the market without costing millions to me or my investors. Any inside information will go a long way to secure my retirement. The arrangement we made is monetary on the condition you’re able to get me something I can use.” She would get her standard rate, but the bonus would be quite substantial.

“I’ve never failed you in the past and nothing is going to change that.” This was the one time I felt the nervous energy and I was usually calm and calculating in my approach.

This shouldn’t have been any different, but there was a real possibility that I was going to see Samantha. She was going by another name in the classified and I could see the reason why she didn’t want to advertise who she was.

I also had an image to uphold and I would’ve been ostracized if this got out. My stock would plummet overnight with the scandal, but I just couldn’t bring myself to allow somebody else to touch her with the idea of getting their money’s worth. She was playing a dangerous game and I felt duty bound to protect her. I convinced myself that I would gladly give her the money without asking for anything in return. I just didn’t know if I was going to be able to stop myself from touching her when the time came to collect.

“I think you know by now I’m a student of human nature and I know when something is bothering a man. Far be it for me to interfere, but I consider anything you say doctor and client confidentiality.” I did trust her, but there was no way I was going to share something like this with her.

“I have some things on my mind and one of them is a young lady who has captured my interest. I regret that I’m not going to say anything more than that and I hope that you can accept my need for privacy.” I had no idea what I was going to say to Samantha when we came face to face. I knew her dirty little secret and I was tempted to tell her parents. It would’ve been the right thing to do, but I didn’t want to do anything to ruin the close relationship I had with Samantha.

It had been a couple of years since I had seen her, but we had stayed in contact without the blessing of her parents. I was able to put her in touch with one of the many companies I owned to give her a part time job. I knew her work ethic and the one thing I could be assured of was that she was never going to make me regret it.

“I don’t want to pry, but I usually know what that look in a man’s eye means. Girls can be manipulative and I would be very careful about revealing anything about your feelings. You may not even realize how deeply you feel for this woman. Take my word for it, love is a fantasy. I give them that fantasy they can’t get at home. Happiness is an illusion and giving up part of your heart to anyone is stupid.” I had gone down this road one time where I had been close to proposing when I found that her heart belonged to another.

It crippled me and sent me into a spiraling depression which only Jackson could pull me out of. I owed him a debt of gratitude I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to pay back in my lifetime. He was my brother from another mother and I depended on him to open my eyes to reality.

This woman with the kind of body made for sin had also been jaded by love. There was still hope for me, but she had found a different way to deal with it. Sex became her outlet and she had seen what resided in the dark corners of a man’s soul. She really did believe that no man regardless of his attachment was immune to her charms.

“I don’t know what I feel for this woman, but there’s really only one way to find out. I would kick myself if I didn’t take the chance even if my feelings are not reciprocated. We only get this one life to live and whatever chance we have at happiness is over within the blink of an eye.” Time was fleeting and nothing was meant to stay the same. It was ever changing sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse.

“You really have it bad and the only thing that I can do is pity you. I don’t know how you have fallen victim, but I suppose every man does eventually. I thought mistakenly you were different and realized that love is a terrible joke played on all of us.” Her opinion was infectious and what I had gone through made me rethink my position.

The white dress she was wearing had this long slit up the side to expose a healthy amount of her leg. She knew how to dress to impress without appearing like she was bought and paid for. She had a select clientele list and she was using all of us to get rich.

“I don’t need a lecture about love and destiny.” I had wandered around incomplete and I thought that my heart would never mend after breaking into a million pieces. Whatever didn’t kill me had made me stronger and more resilient than I’d ever been before.

“This woman better be worth your time and I’ve grown quite fond of you. I don’t think that I have the capacity to love and that’s my cross to bear. I know my status in life and everybody should know their limitations. I’m not going to tell you what to do and the only thing that I can stress is caution.” The estate was right in front of us and the black iron gate swung open to greet us. The limousine rolled down the driveway and finally came to a stop in front of the doors.

I glanced out the window and I was actually surprised at how much I was looking forward to this. I was still nervous, but it was like my first date and that feeling was something I had never been able to capture again.

I was momentarily stunned and the girl in the little black dress standing by the door drinking a flute of champagne was Samantha. Her hair was up giving me a bird’s eye view of the nape of her neck. I had this desperate need to make her tremble in my hands.

I looked down at the thumping presence of my manhood and I knew I was going to have to think of something to tame the beast.

Chapter four

Samantha

I hated these things, but I tried to put on a brave face for the sake of my father. He was already playing the game and then I saw Nicholas entering the room like he owned the place.

I always admired Nicholas and he always seemed to know what made him happy. The girl on his arm was way out of my league. She had sex tattooed across her forehead in bold letters.

Her breasts made me feel inferior, but I knew they weren’t real. I didn’t think any man who had the pleasure of her company really cared. Nicholas wasn’t even paying attention to her and then she separated from him altogether to mingle amongst the herd.

He was quite something and I hadn’t seen him in quite some time, but I did feel that he was deserving of my praise. He was technically my godfather, but his jet-setting ways made him an absentee godfather.

Biting the bullet, I went to where I was a mere inch away from him and then I tapped him on the shoulder. I wasn’t expecting the kind of greeting I got. He turned and his eyes lit up until I made a momentary gasp as he lifted me by my waist and spun me around the room off my feet.

“I was wondering if you were going to be here and I have to say you have changed. You’re no longer the little girl in pigtails falling for my idiotic magic tricks.” He took me back to that time by performing the one where he made a quarter appear from behind my ear.

I was a little flushed and embarrassed by this display, but secretly the feel of his hand ignited an ember of excitement. “Nicholas, I didn’t get a chance to thank you for putting a good word in for me. I remember the last time we saw each other at Christmas and how my father was not very appreciative of you buying me the car.” The car in question was a red sports model Corvette with the kind of horses under the hood to have me screaming at the top of my lungs on the highway.

I could sense somebody’s eyes boring a hole in the back of my skull and I glanced over my shoulder to see my disapproving father staring daggers in this direction. He wanted things to be staid and this kind of public display of affection was frowned upon within the inner sanctum.

“Your father is my best friend, but I just couldn’t help myself. He’s probably embarrassed and wants nothing more than to get me someplace private to dress me down.” His statement brought to mind something naughty with his pants coming down a little. I’d always had a major crush on him and I noticed he had filled out to be the perfect specimen of what a man was supposed to be.

He had me in a deep embrace and his hot body pressed up against me was enough to cause all sorts of mixed signals down below.

“My father’s too hung up on his political posturing to notice anything about me these days. He has my mother running around in circles in his campaign to be the next governor of the state. I sometimes think he only had me because he thought it would be good for his image.” I knew the dress I was wearing was a little secret most women had in their closet. I had shown my mother what I was going to wear and then I changed my mind at the last second. It did not go over very well, but my father couldn’t do much about it when he saw me make my grand entrance.

“I know if you were my daughter that I would not allow you out of my sight. Boys your own age must seem immature and you’re the one temptation that probably makes them circle around you like bees to honey. You should be careful and there are guys not very subtle about their intentions. Don’t fall for those who tell you what you want to hear.” We had never talked about relationships and it felt a little strange talking to my godfather about my love life.

“Nicholas, don’t you think what you’re saying is a bit hypocritical considering who you brought to the party? The girl knows how to work a room and I’m not blind to the way you’re using her. She’s only here to make you look good and to slip into any conversation seamlessly. You may fool some people, but to me, you have always been an open book.” His story was unwritten and I had heard rumors from my father about an unhealthy breakup which caused a decline into depression.

“This is a valuable lesson and I’m going to give you one good reason not to trust what most people say. Nobody really knows anybody’s story and there are dark corners of some of the pages which should not be seen in the light of day. Everybody hides something and it’s human nature to keep things private.” I wasn’t sure that he was directing his comments to me or if he was talking about himself. It was as if we were talking in riddles without saying much of anything at all.

For some reason, I was not appalled by his attention and I found myself blushing from the way that he was constantly scanning my body from head to toe. He was my wet dream growing up and I caught sight of him at many functions photographed for posterity. The expensive suits and the way he carried himself was only the tip of the iceberg.

“I don’t easily trust and the one thing my father did right was to instill skepticism in me. There’s always a reason for somebody to suddenly get friendly. I had a good friend and he was a man which eventually led to an awkward situation with him trying something.” I was acting like he was my confidant and somebody I could trust with the secrets I had locked up inside.

“There are a million ways for a woman to dangle a man with a promise of sexual favors. Your father did himself proud by teaching you not to become susceptible to a man’s advances. Those who don’t have the total package try to make up for it with sweet talk and of course, throwing their money around.” I felt like he could see right through me and every word worried me that he knew that I was up to something.

“I have monopolized your time and I’m sure that you want to mingle amongst the guests. It would stand to reason, a man like you would have his dance card already filled up. Do me a favor and save one for me and I’ve always wondered whether or not you were two left feet.” It was true about a woman being able to determine how a man is going to be in bed by the way he moved around the floor.

An awkward display would mean the same thing in bed, but a graceful motion would give hope to something of an explosive ending.

“I will always have time for you, Samantha.” I backed away from him, turning and feeling like he was typical of any man. I purposely put an extra swing in my step hoping he was eating his heart out. I couldn’t imagine being shy and still going through with this charade of putting my virtue on the table for a price.

Chapter five

Nicholas

It didn’t matter how many people I talked to and my eyes would constantly gravitate towards the attention grabbing daughter of a politician. I wondered how much she knew about her father’s shaky holdings and what kind of house of cards was waiting to fall down around his ears. The Internal Revenue Service had already flagged him for suspicious behavior. He was keeping everything quiet, but those closest to him would have some idea about his change in demeanor.

“I found out a few things and I have everything recorded for you to go over later. We haven’t been here for more than an hour and already I have enough to bury one Supreme Court justice and a computer mogul. Tonight has been very productive and the only thing I had to do was listen. Can you imagine what I could do when I finally pull out all the stops?” She was very good at her job and I felt like I had a secret weapon like my own superpower.

“I don’t need to know how you do it and the only thing, I require are results. I thought you might have a harder time, but liquor does have a funny way of getting men to reveal their secrets to you. You have a gift and you squander it by sleeping with men for money. If you really wanted to, you could easily become the worst nightmare for any company owner. Taking what you learn from the streets and bringing that savvy and insatiable appetite for knowledge into the boardroom would make you unstoppable.” I was talking to my companion for the evening while at the same time watching the irrepressible charm of Samantha laughing at everybody’s jokes without even finding them the least bit funny.

“I love what I do and when in life can anybody say that and really mean it? Sex is the one thing everybody has in common and very rarely does someone get what they really want. The lucky ones don’t have to hide who they are deep down inside. I let the unlucky ones explore and in the process, I also find interesting ways to cross things off of my bucket list.” She only had to use a handful words to get men to fall to their knees. Those guys were powerless to resist the sexual charisma oozing out of every pore.

“All that anybody really wants is to be happy and you have always been able to make your own happiness. Most girls in your profession would only be doing it because they have no choice. They convince themselves the money is too good to pass up, but you are different in so many ways.” I couldn’t remember exactly how we had met and I believed it was through some mutual friends. It finally came to me that my first run in with her was at a house party.

I went looking for some solitude from the mindless chatter and found her orally satisfying my best friend. I knew that Samantha’s parents were not the monogamy sort. They played around behind each others back and Lillian came to me looking to scratch that itch. I did it once and I felt bad enough about it that I told Steven. He laughed good-naturally and said it was better me than him.

Samantha’s father was a rainmaker and I had no doubt he would bounce back from what would have crippled most people financially. He was always one to save for a rainy day and never had all of his eggs in one basket.

I heard the telltale announcement from my phone and looked down with a beguiling smile. I still had the taste of the caviar in my mouth, but I also tasted the aroma of victory in the air. I was at the top tier of the bidding, but there was still two days to go. There was enough interest in what Samantha was offering that I knew my initial proposal was going to get knocked out of the running.

She might have had some design on choosing who would be the best fit, but this was an open-ended bet and there was no telling who was actually going to procure her innocence for the night.

“I always know when a man is distracted and you have been staring at her all night long. I find it fascinating you can do that without being obvious about it. There are a lot of guys who can’t stand and look at a woman in a passing glance.” I’d learned from my father and he made sure there was no way to lose my balance in the face of a beautiful woman.

“I have to question the reason why you’re over here with me when there is unsuspecting prey ready to be fleeced of information. There is one I want you to pay particular attention to. He’s nursing a cocktail in the corner. Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve to make him pant after you like a starving dog. This is the long game.” She moved her fingers down my arm and she purposely grazed my hand enough to give me a noticeable problem.

Just because I wasn’t going to have sex with her didn’t mean that I didn’t find her attractive enough to bring a little stiffness to an otherwise ordinary evening. I took a few deep breaths and from the smirk on her face, she knew exactly what her actions had resulted in. I had no reason to shop around for other companions and wherever I was in the world, I would always find a way to have her flown in at my expense.

I slowly made my way over to where Samantha was currently in deep conversation with some politicians looking to learn more about her father. They thought by grilling her they would be able to find some inside information.

“I can’t tell you everything, Miles and where would the fun be in that. You must know already my father is a very private man. Once it goes in the vault there’s no way it’s coming back out until he absolutely wants it to.” She was playing the game, touching them innocently enough and showing attention to make it look like she was working the room.

“I don’t mean to interrupt, but could I possibly pull her away from all of you?” I didn’t give them a chance to refuse and I easily hooked her arm underneath mine and dragged her away from the mundane and boring political jargon that was being thrown around.

“Putting on that fake smile for my father is driving me crazy and I’m grateful for the reprieve.” I brought her onto the makeshift dance floor and I did promise I was going to leave a dance for her. I had a few young and older women wanting to get close to hear what I had been up to lately. I was not very sociable and I would rather stay at home, but this was very important.

“This is not the place for you and there are far better things you can be doing with your time. I’m sure there’s a boyfriend and why he isn’t here showing his support leaves me perplexed.” I was testing the waters to see how much she was going to reveal without even meaning to. I was good at small talk even though I found the whole thing tedious.”

The open forum for the bidding was making for a hefty sum growing by the minute. It was automated and she wouldn’t know what was going on until she logged in to find out.

“I’m selective when it comes to men and most are little boys pretending to be more mature than they are. Don’t let any of my friends hear me say this, but I find older men more appealing. It’s not the money and it’s more of the experience and wisdom. Don’t get me wrong, I do like the finer things in life, but my father is not known to be generous.” I’d known for quite some time her father was a man of character. It didn’t surprise me to learn he wanted her to find out what the value of a dollar really was.

I was thinking about how I was going to explain myself when she finally showed up at the hotel. There had to be a way to keep my identity and still have her at the same time. Lowering the lights would be a good start, but it wouldn’t be near enough to prevent things from getting awkward.

“It’s a good idea to sample everything on the menu and you never know what you’re going to like. There are things that require an acquired taste and there are others which will certainly dance on your palate from the moment it enters into your mouth.” I was using the metaphor of the food displayed on the tables and not being very subtle about how I was making comparisons to sex. I was curious how she was going to respond and it didn’t look like I was going to have to wait very long.

“It does make sense to try different things, but sometimes you always go back to something familiar. It’s that one taste which leaves you addicted and unable to pull yourself away from it. I like a very thick sausage something to really challenge my appetite.” I felt that the conversation had taken a serious left turn and it was quite delicious to have this verbal sparring match.

“Samantha, a woman of your youthful enthusiasm should always taste new delights.” I spun her around on the dance floor, keeping her close and smelling her perfume which was making something very difficult to keep corked. I had to move in a certain way that would not make her go running screaming in the other direction. I was quite blessed and those girls who had been in my sheets had found out for themselves what I was made of.

“I may look sweet and innocent, but I have been subjected to some interesting culinary delights abroad.” I knew that their vacation was never the same place twice and her father was always trying to impress by going to out of the way destinations. She was very lucky to have an education in other cultures and she didn’t know it, but she was going to become a well rounded worldly woman.

“I must admit, you did look sweet and innocent the last time I saw you but in that dress, there is nothing virginal about you. I’m surprised your father even gave you his permission to come to this party looking like a grown-up woman.” I didn’t mean to gush, but I felt slightly at odds with those competing emotions inside me. I wanted to protect her, but I was vividly aware that I was one of those things she needed protecting from.

“You really shouldn’t be talking to me like this and you know how my father can be quite possessive.” I had helped her deal with her father’s mood swings and she was able to navigate some of those landmines without falling into the trap. Steven was always looking to get into an argument when things didn’t go his way. It was a bad habit he had never been able to break and I could only hope this was one trait that had skipped a generation.

“I’ve never seen something as lovely as I do tonight and you have my undivided attention.” There was this high voltage of electricity around us and the sexual tension was thick enough to cut with a knife. I could have easily overpowered her using my considerable weight advantage and I don’t think that she would have complained in the very least.

I reached to touch her and instead of making an obscene overture, I decided to touch her shoulder innocently. I heard her sigh and her body trembled to my touch. I was ashamed by how easily she was able to lead me down the garden path of least resistance.

I abruptly relinquished my hold on her and disappeared within the throngs of people before she could pursue. I found the nearest exit, grabbed my companion and was speeding away from the scene of the crime with my heart literally feeling like it was going to jump out of my mouth.

Chapter six

Samantha

I was disappointed by Nicholas making an abrupt departure leaving me standing on the dance floor with an abundance of sexual energy to burn off. He was the only one I was remotely interested in and I went in search only to find him leaving post haste with the buxom young thing he had come to the party with.

I was kicking myself for revving his motor and then sending him into her arms for what I could only assume was going to be a night of untamed sexual debauchery. He must’ve considered me too young or maybe being my godfather put things into perspective.

It had been two days and I was waiting with bated breath to see who was finally going to get the one gift they probably never had or hadn’t had in quite some time. A virgin was a rare commodity and not easily to come by even with those looking impressionable and young. I was the elusive unicorn.

The one guy I was hoping for was making a play at the last second. His last bid was over 100 grand and that was two days ago. I hadn’t heard a peep from him until the final few seconds of bidding.

“There are only 10 seconds left and then there’s no going back. The funds from the winning bid will automatically be transferred into a numbered Swiss bank account.” I had no interest in telling my parents and everything was going to be done anonymously. There would be nothing that could be tracked back to me and no digital footprint to leave them wondering how I could come up with that kind of money.

“Your family must mean a lot to you for you to go to these lengths. I love my family and I can only hope that I would go to these extremes for any of them. Losing your virginity is a big deal and you might be doing the right thing by getting an older man to show you what sex is all about. You won’t have to contend with the awkward and fumbling hands of our generation.” I was running out of time and I wanted it all. I felt like I was surrounded by clowns and liars, but I never imagined that I would be dragged down into the mud with the rest of them.

“Julia you’re the only one that knows the reason why I’m doing this and I’m depending on your discretion. My family is depending on me to come through and I’m not going to let them down.” I saw the winning bid was from Damon and $250,000 had been wired directly to the Swiss bank.

By morning it would be transferred as an anonymous donor to the campaign of my father. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to help him get over the hump without having to resort to going to unsavory characters.

There was talk about a loan shark and this would keep them drowning in the percentage that would be compounded daily. They were on top of the world, living the high life and then the bottom fell out courtesy of a couple of very high stake investments.

“My lips are sealed, but I wasn’t kidding about meeting him with you.” It didn’t look like there was going to be time and Damon’s requirements yielded some suspicion in my eyes.

He had sent me a room number and the lights would be lowered with only candlelight in the room. He required me to wear a blindfold which was a little exciting and terrifying at the same time.

“It looks like I’m going to have to do this on my own and he wants to fulfill his bargain within the hour. This guy really doesn’t want to wait around and I must admit this would be like pulling off a band-aid quickly. I just want to get it over with and then come home and scrub myself raw in the shower.” I had procured everything that I was going to need including a very grown up dress with enough makeup to accentuate the positives without going overboard.

“I don’t like this and I don’t understand why it has to be this quick. It’s got to mean he’s married or attached and has only this window of opportunity to make this fantasy a reality. The one thing you have going for you is the real possibility of never having to see this man again. He won’t want to take the risk of getting caught with his pants down or in a compromising position.” It was the best case scenario, but it still was a bit of mystery how far he was willing to go. If this was a married man then it would be a one-time thing, but what would happen if he became clingy and wanted something more than I could give.

“I’ve taken every precaution including a can of mace and a taser which should immobilize an elephant. I know what I signed up for and I’ve been preparing myself from the moment I placed the ad.” I went to the closet and found the red dress which did very little to hide my natural attributes.

“I want you to have my number on speed dial. I will be your personal lifeline and all you have to do is press it once and I will come running. I have a Louisville Slugger in my trunk and I’m not afraid to use it. I had to back off a couple of guys using a more tactful approach and let’s just say I used a bit of persuasion to make them realize their mistake.” She kissed the bat and then raised her arm like she was flexing to show her muscles. It was just for show and it did lend a bit of levity into something so serious.

Using my mother’s perfume, I did what I had seen her do and sprayed it in the air before walking into the mist. I wanted more than what meets the eye and I was looking forward to getting this night over with. I didn’t know what to expect, but I was hoping for someone who would understand what I was giving up. I wanted the gentleman and someone I would feel on my lips after the deed was done.

“I feel like I’m going into battle and this is my armor for this new battle of the sexes. I want this man to drop his jaw to the floor when he sees me. I don’t feel particularly comfortable about him wanting to blindfold me, but he is paying an extremely heavy sum to be with me. It would seem rude not to placate him and maybe it’s a blessing in disguise that I don’t see him. I don’t even know what he looks like and I have no interest in being with someone who would be comfortable in the dark away from the prying eyes of others.” This way I was left with the illusion of my perfect man and I could pretend that he looked like anyone including my fantasy lover of Nicholas.

“This is the reason why women take so long to get ready for a date. We need to take our time and guys need very little to throw on something that is going to make them feel like themselves. Confidence is sexy and the idea of being with this man without seeing his face is a little disconcerting. If I were you, I would find some way to lift the veil of mystery, but I’m not in your shoes.” My parents were out at yet another fundraiser and they were doing whatever they could to keep afloat.

“My parents wouldn’t be exactly thrilled by my choice, but I’m old enough to make my own decisions. I would like you to be close by across the street at the café until I give you the all clear sign. A little discretion goes a long way.” I didn’t think of how I was going to accomplish reaching out to her, but apparently, she was thinking two steps ahead.

“I’ll do what you want me to do and even take it one step further. I’ll call you 10 minutes after you get inside. If you don’t answer then I will assume things didn’t go according to plan. I’ll find a way to get inside and knock on the door incessantly until somebody answers. I said you didn’t have to go through this alone and I wasn’t just saying it to hear myself speak.” I did trust her more than anyone and she had always been there when I needed her the most. I don’t think anybody else would have been able to handle what I was about to do without trying to interfere or try to fix things on my behalf.

“The only thing I really need is to know that you’re there and you have never disappointed. Losing my virginity in this way doesn’t seem safe, but with you no more than a phone call away it does make me feel better.” I was dressed in accordance to somebody about to get some. I was a little concerned that my attire would cause people to take a second look.

“I’m not your mother and I wouldn’t even assume to know what you’re thinking of. Somewhere along the lines you found yourself in a tight spot and to help your family, you have gone way out of your comfort zone. I’m in awe of your ability to do something totally out of character.” Her praise was not necessary, but it did help to solidify my choice.

“The one thing I do really need from you is to be my buffer. If my parents call, you are to make up some sort of story to explain the reason why I can’t come to the phone. Keep things simple and don’t give them any reason to come home early. I’m a big girl and I know what I’m doing.” I could say that, but I was having cold feet, not unlike some disastrous relationships where the bride would run screaming from the church with the wedding dress following her from behind.

“I’ll tell them that you’re busy with homework or indisposed either one they will believe. If you’re ready, your chariot awaits and I hope you know how much our friendship means to me by how far I have gone out on a limb. I know you’re nervous, but this is what you wanted. Don’t over think it and it was probably a good idea this guy wanted to collect on his bounty an hour after the bid was finally put to bed.” Julia was the one I had always gone to for advice not thinking for one moment I could speak to my mother like she was my best friend. It was time to take that final leap into the unknown.

“I thought it was presumptuous, but the hotel he has gotten for the evening is something I would choose for myself. It’s not anywhere close to the motels on the side of the road catering to those with only 1-hour to spare. It makes me think this won’t be a sprint and more a marathon. One orgasm has never been enough for me and my body craves somebody with stamina and imagination. I might’ve just lucked out on both.” I felt like I was going to pass out and I needed a moment to collect my thoughts.

Julia was touching my shoulder in a reassuring gesture which had me holding onto her hand for that much-needed support. A few deep breaths later and I looked up at her with a soft disarming smile to assure her that this wasn’t going to be the time I chickened out. The bill had come due and it was time to pay the piper.

Closing the door felt like I was starting a new chapter in my life and I did contemplate if this was going to make me feel any differently. I was still a girl, but after tonight I was going to be a woman. This was a momentous moment and one of those firsts which I was never going to forget. I had nothing to compare it to, but I had a feeling I would know if it was good or not. I looked older than I really was, but that was to give the illusion of experience without really having any.

The chariot waiting for me was not a horse drawn carriage, but her Jaguar did have plenty underneath the hood. The new car smell was still lingering in the air and she had the car for almost a month. It could’ve been the air freshener giving the impression this was a recent acquisition. I wanted to keep my mind occupied knowing the next time that I was home things would never be the same again.

Chapter seven

Nicholas

I had showered and shaved while wearing something that wasn’t exactly like me. She knew me too well and if I were to wear something familiar it might wake her up to the reality. I would have had a lot of explaining to do and no doubt she would never see me the same way again. I remembered the blindfold and I could wear nothing.

Everything I was wearing was brand new from a small clothing store down the street which catered to those of taste and refinement. I hadn’t decided if I was going to change my voice, but bringing it down to a lower register might prevent her from realizing it was me. I heard the knocking on the door and I checked my appearance one last time.

I turned off the lights bathing the room in darkness and then I opened it from behind the door to see her standing there looking like a deer in the headlights. She was hesitant and then she took a few steps forward before finding me behind her after the door closed like a prison cell.

“I do hope you’re ready for this and I want to make this as memorable as possible. Unfortunately, I do have a reason for discretion which I am reluctant to share with you. If it helps you sleep better at night then you can believe that I’m married.” There was a sense of anticipation and then I heard her gasp as the blindfold was placed over her eyes. I did it delicately not to make it seem like I was committing some sin.

“I’m… I’m glad that it was you who won. I found myself almost sick to my stomach when Benjamin had the upper hand all day. Nobody outbid him and every chance was thwarted by a dollar more. You came to my rescue, but I do expect things to progress slowly.” She was trying to dictate the terms of her surrender and losing control by putting the power into a man’s hands did not sit well with her.

I took her hand and I kissed the back of it sending chills not only down her spine but mine as well. I was living my life for the moment and this was keeping my adrenaline pumping through my body. I had to show her that I was in no hurry. I was waiting for her and not the other way around.

“There’s no reason to be nervous.” I was guiding her to the bed where she sat there with her arms folded over her in a protective gesture. I didn’t mind if she needed a little bit of time and I could wait until she felt confident enough to continue.

“It’s easy for you to say that and you have no earthly idea how a woman feels at this moment.” I wanted to let it all hang out and to scream and shout with enthusiastic inhibition.

My body was on high alert and I’d noticed her hand shaking when she went to send out what could possibly be an SOS. I bent to take a closer look and found that she was giving her friend a heads up that there was no need to come and make a scene.

I could feel the attraction and I wanted her to be free of any reservation. I lifted her hand and placed it on my chest. She brought the other one up and began to unbutton my shirt until it cascaded down over my shoulders and onto the floor. She was biting her bottom lip and the candle I had lit gave an ambiance of romance.

“I may not know what you’re feeling but I do pride myself on being able to satisfy all your needs.” Her fingers were touching my skin and having a profound effect down below my belt line. “By the time we’re done, you’ll be begging to stay for a repeat performance. I’m not bragging and I find it more like giving you a warning ahead of time.” I didn’t want to say too much and I did lower my register with the sexy tone of James Earl Jones. I was not her father, but I felt like I knew her all of my life.

I wasn’t there for some of her bigger milestones, but how much bigger could it possibly get with me being the one taking her virginity? I was still fighting the natural urge to tell her who I was, but it was far more delicious to play the part of the anonymous benefactor.

Taking a hold of the strap on her red dress, I lowered it to expose her shoulder and then did the same to the other. I bent down to kiss her flesh and she swallowed hard while shifting nervously in place.

“I hope you can back up your claim and this is the one time in a woman’s life they will commit to memory. I’m sure you remember your first.” My first was an older woman who had taken an interest in a pubescent boy on the cusp of manhood. It wasn’t like I was going to stop her from inappropriately touching me after I had finished the chores.

“I was very lucky and a woman with a lot of experience decided I was worth taking a chance on. She taught me how to read body language and understand how a woman needs mental sex before the physical kind.” Samantha’s heaving bosom was barely contained and there was the sheen of nervous sweat glistening on her skin.

“Everything you say sounds good, but its actions which speak louder than words.” This was a woman after my own heart and I lifted her chin to where I could see her ruby red lips. I bent down and kissed her. It felt right and had some real passion behind the lip lock.

Our lips had come together and I didn’t force anything until I felt the light flicker of her tongue against my lips. I joined her, tickling the roof of her mouth and twisting around her oral invader. Her nipples instantly became erect like tiny hard pebbles poking against the palm of my hand. I squeezed them to hear her moan in encouragement at how I was manipulating her body.

I wanted to be deep in her love and I didn’t care about any silly auction. I was right here and I knew that she was looking for some love and sympathy. I needed a little sweetness in my life and then I realized how important it was to make this something she would brag to her friends about.

I roughly pulled down her dress until she was naked from the waist up. She was a little taken back by how forceful I could be, but her body responded with her legs spreading in invitation.

“I don’t even know if there are words to describe what I’m seeing. You have a beautiful body which deserves to be worshiped by a man who knows what they’re doing.” The kiss was long lasting and I still wanted more. Instead, I got on my knees and made her lift her body so that I could relieve her of the flimsy and gauzy garment she had decided to wear to this occasion.

“Damon, I can’t breathe and what you’re doing is taking my breath away.” I found her panties soaking wet and it didn’t take much to peel them down over her long luscious legs. I inhaled the scent of the woman, smelling the pungent aroma of sex which went directly to another part of my anatomy. Grabbing her toes, I took off her black high heeled shoes and then placed her bare feet on the bulge of my excitement.

“I want you to do whatever you’re comfortable with doing and there’s no reason to consider what kind of money I paid for the right to take your cherry. This is all about you and your pleasure is mine.” I pulled her knees apart and saw the bright pink of her sex staring me in the eyes.

“Damon, I must say you have been one surprise after another.” I fluttered my tongue along the inside of her thighs and she was gripping the sheet while sitting there during this form of Chinese torture.

I didn’t dare come close to where she was dripping with enthusiasm and my cock was literally thumping a beat against my zipper. Her feet were still massaging the length and she was putting extra emphasis on the pressure to make me rage like a man possessed.

“I look at you and I don’t know how I could be this lucky to be your first. I’m going to love you like I’m going to lose you and I know you being here is the chance for me to have no regrets. There are no promises of tomorrow when we both know happily ever after doesn’t exist. Pleasure is fleeting and we should take every advantage we have when we meet somebody we are compatible with sexually and intellectually.” I began to flex that certain muscle which made her giggle underneath her breath.

“I would ask if that’s a gun in your pocket or if you’re just happy to see me, but I think I already know the answer. I would really like to see you, but I think we both have a reason to be cautious.” I already knew who she was and she had no idea how close to disaster she could’ve come when somebody recognized her from those times she had stood beside her father in the public eye.

“It bodes well that you find humor and it’s really a defense mechanism to keep you from making a cardboard cutout of your body running through the door.” I knew I had to have her and there was no way that I could possibly get enough of a woman with a body as smooth as a summer breeze. She was untouched and her body kept calling me to attention like a soldier ready to go to war.

“I’m not going anywhere and you have this girl exactly where you want me.” I had brought along some handcuffs, but introducing her to that feeling of immobility was for another time. The blindfold was more than enough to keep her on the edge of her seat.

“I’m glad you said that and the money isn’t an obligation. I want this to feel right and to excite every part of you. If at any time you feel uncomfortable and need to leave then I will gladly open the door for you. Give this a chance and I promise to make you feel things more intense than anything you’ve ever had in your life.” It was a bold claim to make and one that I was hell bent on proving to her.

“Damon…if that is your real name… I feel perfectly content and ready to proceed to the next level. I might be nervous and you’re handling precious cargo, but I’m more than ready.” She was stroking me with her toes which showed some real talent and I wondered what other little surprises I would find.

“Life is about taking chances and if you don’t jump at those opportunities then you are the fool. I want you to know that you got me wrapped around your little finger.” I had no choice. I pushed her away before I had an accident which would come about with her eager and very experienced toes. I wasn’t expecting this revelation of kinky persuasion, but it showed there was more to her than met the eye.

Chapter eight

Samantha

I could feel his excitement and then I felt his warm breath moving ever slowly up until he was kissing the back of my knees. My toes came away from him and I was a little disappointed not to feel him throbbing with insistence.

“I feel like I’m coming unglued and I’m hanging by the thread of sexual sanity. This whole thing between us is unusual and there’s no reason not to speak about the elephant in the room. You’re not the kind of guy who jumps right into it when you would have every right considering the kind of money spent.” I had this feeling the money was nothing more than an inconvenience and he probably spent more than that on big boy toys like boats and cars on any given year.

“This is money well spent and I have nothing in my collection which even comes close. You are the crowning achievement and something I’m going to cherish for the rest of my life.” I had my hand in his and he placed it on the lump in his pants. I outlined the thing with my fingers like a blind man does with Braille.

“I figured if I was going to do this then I would have to make some conditions. Only those with a unique size were even allowed to place a bet. I want to jump into the deep end without water wings.” I pulled down his zipper and reached inside to feel the expensive material of his underwear. It wasn’t the underwear I was more fascinated with and it was the presence with a life of its own calling attention to itself.

I unbuttoned his pants and helped to pull them down with his underwear getting snagged with my thumbs along the way. I felt something barely missing my nose and I knew that his appendage had snapped up like a jack in the box.

“I don’t want to give you any expectations, but you have breathed new life into me. I feel like I’m tripping over my feet and my tongue at the same time. I’m drawn to the flame and there’s no way that I can hide from a woman like you. I love the color of your dress, but it would look a whole lot better off of you.” I finally had my hands on him and I went closer until I was giving him a different kind of kiss.

This one was leaving my lipstick on the tip of his magnificent beast. I tasted the byproduct of his arousal and the sticky sweet ambrosia was too much to resist. I opened my mouth to let him feel the heated length of my tongue. He slid across the surface, tapping at my throat and this was when I was going to find out if my experience with others had paid off. Those in the past paled in comparison and couldn’t even hold a candle to the awe-inspiring thickness and length of him.

“Sandra, you are one in a million and we haven’t even scratched the surface of what you are capable of. I would gladly guide you into a world of sexual delights. It would be my honor to introduce you to the different levels of immense pleasure you can receive.” He did broach an interesting topic and one that I was going to have to consider seriously.

His kindness paid off and I was soon smoking his pipe all the way down my throat. It only lasted a few seconds before I had to sputter to the surface to get another breath of air. I couldn’t see anything past the shadows of the blindfold. I went back for a second helping realizing he was too close to the moment of truth. I had no choice but to pull back at the last possible second to prevent an untimely and premature explosion.

I was stroking the length while at the same time concentrating on the head. I’d only gone down on one other guy and the rest were content with my magical fingers. This man wrapped his hands in my hair and was thrusting his manliness in and out of my throat in rapid succession.

“I can’t imagine a better feeling than having your lips wrapped around me. I know we have been taking the long way around, but foreplay is necessary. You may not think guys are capable of thinking past the end of their dick, but you won’t find me giving up that easily.” He was using my mouth and I felt empowered as a woman to hold him back from the flood that was currently building in his over inflated balls.

Each time they showed signs of getting ready to expel the creamy delight from within; I would slow things down to an imperceptible crawl. I was paying attention to the rhythm of his body and I was also keeping my fingers away from my own impending release.

I’d heard his loud moans of approval, gasps of desire and I was determined to be the one who he would measure against all others. If he was going out of his way to make this special then I saw no reason not to reciprocate.

“Just when I think I’ve had enough, you take matters into your own hands and I couldn’t be happier.” I never felt more alive in my life and I wanted to capture that feeling and put it in a bottle. I could’ve made a fortune selling it to those willing to pay through the nose for the chance to recapture their youth.

I knew that he was older than I was, but he showed remarkable resilience which didn’t equate to those of my own age.

“I thought I would show you what I do to those guys who get a little too close for comfort.” Using both hands, I alternated up and down using the lubricant that was dripping from my mouth that was wrapped around his expansive mushroom tip. The fire in his loins was burning and there was no telling when he was going to lose it all together. It wasn’t going to take much more convincing and there was a fine line between a huge relief and blue balls.

I was skirting the border and I felt that long vein begin to pump with renewed vigor. It shot with the force of a cannon and I stayed on him the entire time. I continued to administer to his needs and then I was momentarily taken aback by how hungry he attacked.

I was lying there looking at darkness and then I was bent in a way that would be conducive to a contortionist. His tongue found the soaking wet entrance and he was quite adept at darting his tongue in and out of me. He wasn’t just phoning it in and he knew what he was doing down to the way that he was grazing his fingertips over my clit. It was such a jarring impact that my body went into hysterics.

Adding the component of two fingers twisting inside and I had the makings of something quite intense. His tongue was making me feel like my skin was burning. I was determined to keep myself pure until marriage, but things didn’t go the way that I wanted them to. There was no knight in shining armor riding in on his white horse to sweep me up off of my feet.

“I’m cumming…I’m cumming, so fucking hard that I’m going to leave a sheen on your lips.” I lost my mind, completely short-circuited and feeling like I was flying on the wings of a prayer. I was pressing his head down tighter and he showed no end to his oral stamina. This was more than relaxing and the first one didn’t even prepare me for the second or the third one. I was left mentally and physically drained.

I couldn’t see a damn thing, but I was using my other senses to make up for it. The smell of cinnamon in the air courtesy of the candles was a nice touch. His cologne had assaulted me and I was left with that scent sticking to me like an aromatic trespasser.

I felt him on top of me and then his manly steed was forging ahead between the lips of my wet hole. I was blooming like a flower and he was force feeding me those inches in one long and continuous stroke. The momentary discomfort was soon replaced by an overwhelming need to wrap my legs around his waist. He stopped all movement letting me adjust. It was only when I slapped my heels against his backside that he was fueled into action.

“I knew it was going to be good, but I had no idea. Your body is so responsive and the way that you hold me in your tight embrace is hard to resist. I’m going to try and refrain from pounding you into the mattress and leave the imprint of both of our bodies in it for all time.” He wasn’t all about his pleasure and I admired the effort it took for him to stop the forward momentum from getting too much for him to handle.

I scratched his chest, fingernails digging into his skin and leaving a profound mark like an animal attacking its prey. When I made contact with his nipples, his head shot back and there was a noticeable jump in his libido. I found his weakness and I capitalized on it by manipulating those tiny buds between my two fingers. The initial pain was enough to make him moan but then he growled like a caged animal. I felt like I was showing him something different he didn’t know about himself.

“I want all of you and I don’t want you to hold anything back. I’ve waited long enough and I need to feel what all the fuss is about. You have no idea the stories I’ve heard some good and some vastly disappointing. You are in a league of your own and you should teach a lesson to those who have no idea what they’re doing. Women everywhere would thank you 100 times over.” I had him in the Venus flytrap of my sex, keeping him prisoner and making it almost impossible for him to pull back until only the head remained inside.

“I can’t escape you.” He was a man of few words, but when he did speak it meant the world to me.

I was lost in the pleasure and the euphoria was making me a willing victim. I heard his voice in its natural form and it didn’t register with anything more than a nagging tapping at my consciousness. The lights were out and I could hear how his body was coming in contact with my wide open legs. The smacking of our flesh was obscene and it was like gunshots going off with more in the chamber than one bullet.

I had my hands over my head holding onto the headboard using it as leverage to keep us from flying right off the mattress and onto the floor. In our sexual inebriated state, I had a feeling any kind of injury would be met with very little to indicate any damage was done. We wouldn’t feel the bruises until morning and the way that his hands were squeezing my ass and pulling me towards him was like a never-ending roller-coaster of sexual emotions.

“I’m not going to let you go and this is far too delicious to let come to an end.” I was feeling deeply before we met and getting this close had certainly been an eye opening experience.

Our bodies were pressed together, sticking like glue and my nipples poked against his which was like a lightning rod between his legs. He climbed ever higher with his cock so hard it was able to cut through glass like a knife through butter.

“I don’t want you to ever let me go and my proposition of teaching you more than just tonight stands.” I came again, but in the back of my mind, his name echoed like I was hearing it in the Grand Canyon.

“Nicholas… Nicholas… Oh, my God… Nicholas…don’t stop.” I heard the words, but they made no sense until I felt him let go of the burden between his legs. The rising storm was captured and I easily took the brunt of the eye. The tremendous offering was like a heat seeking missile. The power of his hips drove into me during and then in the aftermath.

I pulled the blindfold off while he was lying there looking at the ceiling with his hands over his eyes. This was the man who had made me yearn and my first time turned out to be something more than average. I had gotten a man who knew what they were doing, but also a man who had been a product of my fantasies for quite some time.

He didn’t notice that I had taken off the blindfold and then suddenly, he was asleep. The man was exhausted and his depleted member didn’t look like it was going to rise from the ashes like a phoenix.

I was a little startled by his identity and I made a rash decision by getting out of bed and dressing quickly. I could still feel him dripping down the inside of my thighs and clinging to the lips of my eager hole. I stopped at the door looking at my reflection in the mirror by the bathroom and I smiled for the first time.

My hair was in disarray, my makeup smeared and this was going to be the dictionary meaning of taking that walk of shame. The only big difference was that my panties were left in my haphazard rush to get out the door.

Chapter nine

Nicholas

I awoke 3-hours later to find the bed empty and the blindfold lying beside me discarded. She left because she had figured out my deceit. I felt bad and she was probably judging me this way to Sunday. I had to find a way to tell her how much this meant to me and that my proposal was still on the table.

This left me spent, completely drained of any energy with not even a single drop left to give anyone if they were to go looking for more. I didn’t stay there for very much longer and getting up, I reached for my phone and then stopped myself from making the mistake of calling her. It was more important to see her face to face. Nothing I could possibly say could make her forgive me for betraying her trust.

The only thing which might overshadow my actions was the feeling of complete euphoria running through her veins. It was hopefully a drug which she would never be able to get out of her system without having me nearby for her fix.

I called Jackson and I confided in him without naming names what had transpired. He didn’t say anything until I had finished my spiel and then I heard this awkward silence on the end of the line.

“From what I gather, you knew who she was all the time and she had no idea that she was getting together with someone she considered a friend. You’re right about not calling her and I doubt that she would take your call especially when she saw who was on the caller ID. Go to her and plead your case before it’s too late. Don’t make the mistake of thinking it would be better for her to contact you than the other way around.” He was the voice of reason and I found wisdom in his words despite being a hypocrite.

“Jackson, she’s something special, but I don’t want to do anything to ruin what she has with her family. I would only be the dirty little secret hidden away from the rest of the world. It would be in comparison to that toy chest that every woman has and doesn’t want their man to know about it.” Metaphorically, I was still flying and hadn’t come down from the ecstasy of being with a woman who had no preconceived notions.

“I’m not in love with her, but I can’t seem to keep my hands to myself when I’m around her. There’s so much more that I can teach her if only she is willing to give me the benefit of the doubt. The blindfold was there for both of our protection and I was prepared to show myself after the deed was done. I just couldn’t keep my eyes open and this was when she probably took advantage of my vulnerable state.” I didn’t even want to think about how she had seen me for that first time when she took off the blindfold.

The shock and devastation would have been the common reaction and getting her alone so that we could discuss this in private wasn’t going to be easy. I had to find some reason to walk into the lion’s den and the only thing coming to mind was a donation to her father’s campaign.

“Don’t do anything drastic and maybe you should take a couple of days before you approach her again. Give her time to digest this new information and it’s the least that you can do after everything you’ve done. Make sure you don’t leave things be for too long and she may feel you did this because you wanted to have fun at her expense.” Jackson was good at dispensing advice but he wasn’t very good at following his own.

“It might be better to let sleeping dogs lie and I didn’t do this to embarrass her. I’m not looking forward to the slap in the face or the eyes of judgment. It’s not like I don’t deserve her criticism and scorn. I was in the wrong and I should have said something long before we consummated the deal.” I felt something was sticking in my throat and the guilt was choking me. I had to find a way to make things right or die trying.

“You’re going to do what you want to and I may not be the one to talk to about this considering my views on monogamy. I think it’s a sin to be saddled with one person who doesn’t truly know who you are deep down inside. Don’t make the mistake I made when I settled for second best. I love her in my own way, but I can never be faithful to one woman. You and I differ in that regard and when you give your heart there’s no taking it back.” I had avoided making any such leap of faith desperate to keep locked up the pain I had suffered after ‘she’ left me.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do, but I’m not going to find out until I go over there and face this like a man. I can’t let her think this meant nothing and I certainly don’t want to give her the impression this was meant to get into her pants.” I didn’t tell him this was her first time because I was sure that he would get a bit of a thrill hearing about how I had taken the virginity of an impressionable young girl on the cusp of womanhood.

“We both know what you’re going to do and it’s built into your DNA. This is your one chance to show her how you feel without backing away from commitment. Do what I wouldn’t do in your shoes and make a grand gesture. Find out more about her and give her something meaningful from the heart. It’s not flowers and candy which will melt her heart and it’s something only you should know about her.” I was tempted to buy her a car, but that was for those guys who felt the girl on the side was this dirty little secret.

“I know her better than her parents and I think I know where her passions lie. I don’t know how you can dispense this kind of advice and not be able to fix your own house. I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know. Your wife isn’t happy and I’ve known for quite some time things haven’t been going well.” He had never been able to keep it in his pants, but she had turned a blind eye to his dalliances. I didn’t know for sure, but I suspected that she had a pretty good idea that his interest in her was purely physical.

I made a few phone calls and was finally able to procure what I was looking for. There was a reason for Samantha to walk on the wild side committing a different form of prostitution. She wasn’t selling her body to the night and she was being more discreet like some high-priced call girls. Hers was a one-time thing and Samantha would never consider doing this unless she had a damn good reason.

I drove through the streets like a madman and I was lucky not to get pulled over by some overzealous cop trying to find his quota.

I had the radio tuned to a hard rock station and I was reliving my youth like it was only yesterday. I got into a bit of trouble with the law, but my parents in their infinite wisdom had swept it underneath the rug. They gave me license to act out and I did so with a rebellious streak that had them both at their wit’s end.

I called ahead and made an appointment with Steven through his publicist at his earliest convenience. Thankfully, he had an opening in his schedule, but it only came from mentioning a hefty donation to his campaign. Those dollar signs flashing in front of his eyes were enough to make him postpone what he had on his docket.

I was holding my breath as I came to a stop in front of their door and I got out with my heart on my sleeve. I had entered into this contract thinking that I was the better of two evils and not quite realizing the effect I would have on Samantha by deceiving her like that.

I approached the door, taking a hold of the knocker and banging it repeatedly with the echo keeping me off balance.

I turned around and looked at the grounds and I saw a distinct difference from how they had downgraded to keep something in reserve. The lawn was the only thing being taken care of and the topiary designs of the hedges were becoming unruly.

“My father is expecting you in the study, Nicholas.” This was the moment of truth and there was no backing out from sticking my head in the lion’s mouth. “I didn’t think that I was going to see you so soon after.” She made it sound like it was no big deal, but it could be just her way of trying to save face from the embarrassment.

“I have to say that you’re taking it better than I expected. I thought for sure you were going to go into a rage screaming and yelling at me. It’s a little strange to see you not the least bit put off by what I did.” She looked at me quizzically and then she smiled before touching my shoulder in a reassuring gesture.

“I’m sure you had your reasons.” It was clinical with no real feeling behind the words.

“I have it coming to me and I don’t want to hold anything back because you think it’s going to hurt my feelings. Samantha, you deserve better and I hope that you can forgive your godfather.” I was falling on my sword and taking my punishment like a man.

“You’re making too much out of this.” She was starting to get on my last nerve and I wanted to shake her. I was expecting a chilly reception, but that wasn’t what I was receiving.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I was desperate for her to see my point of view.

“I’m a big girl and I really didn’t take it as any offense when you ran out on me during the dance. I don’t know why you’re taking it so seriously and I forgot about it soon after. You really are full of yourself and it wasn’t like I was going to run out after you to make a scene.” I was floored and she must’ve left without unveiling the secret of my identity. I thought for sure the discarded blindfold was her way of throwing it in my face. I never considered her need to keep things anonymous.

Chapter Ten

Samantha

I was sitting there in awkward silence waiting for my father to make an appearance while at the same time watching Nicholas simmer in his own juices. He had no idea I knew he was Damon and I didn’t want to shine a light on it.

“I’m sure that you have better things to do than to sit here with me. It’s a wonder you don’t have guys beating down your door to be with you. It’s not fair that your father is keeping you on a short leash thinking that something you are going to do is going to ruin his campaign for the governorship.” He was gauging me and the bait was cast, but I was not going to even give him a nibble.

“I do have some prospects and don’t let my father hear me say this, but there is one who has captured my attention. I need to talk to somebody about this, but I don’t think it would be proper to do it here where the walls could have ears.” I wanted him to learn a valuable lesson and to make him feel like a victim.

“I always thought that we had a special relationship, Samantha. You always come to me looking for advice to deal with your father’s mood swings. I know him better than anyone but sometimes he can be his own worst enemy. The fake smile he gives to the public is nothing compared to some of his tirades. It can’t be easy for you and your mother and I want you to know that I’m here for you when you need me.” He was obviously trying to make up for something he wanted to atone for.

“I don’t know how my relationship would be with my father without you whispering into my ear like a little birdie. I had a bit of a crush on you growing up and I know it’s only a fantasy of a little girl. There’s no way that I could ever measure up to some of the pieces of candy you have been spending your time with. If you don’t mind me saying so, you could do a whole lot better than blond floozies.” I was putting him on the spot and seeing how he was going to respond to my query.

“I would still like to be your confidant and you must know how fond I feel about you. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you and your family. I couldn’t even imagine hurting any of you.” He was trying desperately to make up for betraying me and I was going to make him wish he wasn’t born. He was going to pay for sleeping with me even though he was the best I had ever had. I would have gladly done it again many times over just to feel his body up close and personal with mine.

“What would you suggest as a good way to make it up to me? I haven’t seen you in a long time and I would think that would mean you would have to go above and beyond. I’m not going to make any suggestions and I’m going to leave it up to you. I wouldn’t be opposed to a shopping spree, but I know how guys can sometimes feel bored.” I wasn’t going to make it easy on him and having him carry around my purse for a whole day was a good start.

“I could see it as a gesture of good faith to buy you a new wardrobe for the summer season. You’re going to want to keep up with the Joneses and I could introduce you to some of the up and coming artists in the industry.” I was looking forward to making him jump through hoops, but my skin was still tingling from the way that he touched me inappropriate for my godfather.

It was still delicious to taste his nectar on the tip of my tongue and I had no interest in being a honeybee going around finding the difference between him and others. I wanted a repeat performance and this was going be my campaign of seduction. I didn’t know if I could be manipulative, but what he had done had certainly raised the bar.

“I hate the idea of having clothing out of date and out of fashion. My father doesn’t understand, but it would only be good for his image for me to stand as a role model to other girls. I will gladly take your invitation, but you never did take me for somebody that was fashion conscious.” The way that he moved against me was like we were made for one another and I could easily imagine him naked. It was my right as an ex-lover.

“I’ve always been known to have a fashion sense and you might call it a guilty pleasure. I know what looks good on a woman and I don’t mind voicing my opinion. I want you ready to go in the morning and this is going to be a date for you to remember for the rest of your life. I have a few surprises up my sleeve including the aforementioned shopping spree with no limit on my black card.” I was going to put a dent in his credit score and I wasn’t going to feel guilty about it. It was a small price to pay considering how he had played this nasty game behind my back to get me into his bed.

“It will be nice to reconnect.” I put my hand on his shoulder, squeezing his muscle and mimicking the same way I had touched him to remind him of what he was missing.

Losing my virginity was a bold milestone in my life and I don’t think that I would’ve done it any differently.

The money was already in the coffers for my father’s campaign, but it was merely a drop in the bucket.

“You have no idea how long it has been since somebody has touched me like this. Those fingers should be registered as a lethal weapon and any guy fortunate enough to be with you is a lucky man indeed.” He sounded sincere and had he come forward and told me the truth then things might have played out differently.

“I think you know the reason why my father agreed to meet with you and it has nothing to do with your friendship. He wants your money and he will back you into a corner until you give in willingly. Don’t let him get his hands in your pocketbook without promising something in return.” I felt liberated and some girls stated when they lost their innocence that they didn’t feel any different. I was grateful to have an experienced hand and to learn it was my fantasy man was like Christmas and my birthday all rolled into one. I didn’t like the way he had gone about it, but I couldn’t deny the results.

I reminded myself how different things could have been if he had answered the door without the necessity for discretion. I probably wouldn’t have gone through with it and I was secretly glad we had consummated our relationship. It didn’t take away from his underhanded ploy, but I was elated that my first time was a magical moment.

“I don’t do anything without a good reason and sometimes people may not understand and condemn me for them. Doing what is right sometimes means doing something that won’t sit well with others.” He was attempting to make excuses for his behavior and I was the subject of this particular speech.

“Having you back is a blessing and a curse…to my father.” I had purposely allowed an awkward moment of silence to bleed into our conversation. I wanted him to have the idea I was onto him, but then I turned the tables. I wasn’t going to make this easy and revealing I knew he was Damon was going to take some careful planning.

I suspected I would know when it was right and I had learned through my father that his stay was indefinite. I wanted to believe deep down that it was because of me and maybe I had gotten to him in the same way he had gotten to me. I certainly wasn’t going to write a song and I didn’t have that kind of Bohemia creativity running through my veins. I could put something down on paper and writing was a bit of a hobby.

“Your father and I have always had a tenuous relationship with his business sometimes interfering with my own. We will never be the kind of friends who will stand back and let the other make a mistake. We don’t sugarcoat anything and sometimes that can lead to the necessity of distance.” Nicholas AKA Damon was showing his fortitude and the strength to stand up for what he believed in.

We were sitting in the study surrounded by dusty old books and no doubt many of these volumes had never been read the entire time they were in my father’s collection. It was mostly for show and his late appearance was his way of keeping things on edge. It was a tactic he used when he was on the campaign trail. He would know they were willing to back him if they were willing to wait for him.

“I have the same relationship with my father and there are times we rub each other the wrong way. We are both stubborn and neither one of us is able to admit when we’re wrong. I know you are an honorable man and your morality prevents you from hurting anyone unnecessarily. I feel that I could trust you and there is something I need to get off my chest. Again, these walls could have ears and I would rather confess in a private setting.” I was testing his resolve and I saw that he was moving nervously twitching uncomfortably in his seat.

“Um…you can tell me anything and I will never judge you. I hope that courtesy can be returned.” He obviously wanted to tell me what he had done, but he was reluctant. I couldn’t understand what his reason behind keeping me in the dark was. I would peel back the layers of his subterfuge and make him feel as bad as possible along the way.

“I sometimes feel drunk when I’m sober, but recent developments proved to me guys are only after one thing. I don’t want to get into a spirited debate and once I start I’m not sure I will stop. I have some thoughts about the male gender, but I don’t want to lump you into the same category. I know you would do nothing to make a woman feel like they were a second thought. That their feelings didn’t count for anything.” I was poking fun at him without him even realizing he was the subject of contention.

My father came in and I excused myself looking forward to how I was going to make him feel responsible for his actions. I hadn’t told any of this to my best friend and this was a secret I was going to keep to myself. It was irresponsible of me to give my body for the first time to the highest bidder.

It was time to tease, but I wasn’t sure if I was up to the task of flaunting my body. The games were about to begin and he was on the losing side whether he knew it or not. If he thought the conversation we just had was awkward then he didn’t hear anything yet. I was going to put the screws to him, turning the heat up in the room until he was pulling at his collar metaphorically choking on the truth.

Chapter Eleven

Nicholas

I had planned everything down to the minutest detail and this day was meant to take her breath away. It started with me showing up early in the morning only to find her fashionably late. I think she took a bit more time than necessary to keep me waiting. Last night’s conversation in her father’s study was torture and it wasn’t like I didn’t have it coming to me.

I saw her coming down the stairs in a white virginal dress perfect for the weather. She looked good enough to devour and I knew what she tasted like. I would have given anything for a delicious reminder. I had to be careful and showing those kinds of feelings was only going to get me into trouble.

“I apologize for making you wait, but I hope it was worth it.” I had done something unforgivable and yet my tongue was still dragging on the floor like a little boy seeing a naked woman for the first time.

“It’s not uncommon for women to leave a bit of anticipation in the air and I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. You learned from the master and your mother always made your father wait with him tapping his foot in frustration. I was the one that had to tell him this was part of the dance. I learned early on the power was in the woman’s hands from the very beginning and trying to wrestle the control away is an effort in futility.” I knew a little too much for my own good.

Every time she moved a certain way a piece of her alabaster skin was exposed to my eager and hungry eyes. She twirled with the amusement of a woman wanting to show off her attributes. I had made it on time and even though she was late there was no way that I could show up even a minute later than usual.

“It’s almost as if all of us are conditioned from birth and guys have no chance unless we feel they are worthy of our time. There are those who ruin it for others and it’s always the bad boy which gives us those butterflies in our stomach. Those ones who have that extra something with the mystique to go along with their healthy bodies is what always gets us into trouble.” She wasn’t telling me anything I didn’t already know, but it was interesting to hear her spill the beans concerning the secrets of the female race.

“Today is going to be unlike any day you have ever spent in your life. It’s going to start unexpectedly with me giving you the keys to what I brought with me.” I tossed her the keys and she snatched them from the air like a greedy baby after a bottle.

Her face lit up like the 4^th of July and then she raced to the door swung it open to reveal the white Lamborghini. It was a recent acquisition and one I couldn’t say no to especially after I had finished giving Samantha a memory she was never going to forget.

I was going to have it shipped to one of my homes abroad, but I figured since I still had it in port that I may as well have a bit of fun. It was priceless the way the salesperson’s face showed those dollar signs in his eyes when I told him money was no expense. I always get that reaction even from real estate agents when I catch them off guard with an all cash offer.

“I can’t believe you’re going to let me drive that and you have any idea how my father would react to me behind the wheel of something with those kinds of horses under the hood?” It didn’t look like it was going to stop her and she was already bounding toward it with her eyes alight with mischief. It was enough to put a smile on my heart.

“Life is about living, Samantha and sometimes we need to do something reckless to convince ourselves we are alive. I know I go out of my way to try different things and each day is a new adventure. It all comes down to what makes you happy. I say you should never look down and always have your feet off the ground. There’s no better joy than to find something you have never done before. It’s on that day you have done it all that you should take your final breath.” I believed what I was saying with all of my heart and she needed to learn complacency was for those who were happy with the mundane.

The door swung up and she climbed into the driver’s seat with the engine coming to life underneath her. I got in beside her and closed the door. She had both hands on the wheel ready to take it for a spin.

“I feel like a kid in a candy store and I agree with you when it comes to trying something different. You never feel more like living on the edge when your life hangs in the balance. The feeling is indescribable and I don’t think anything can hold a candle other than moments of sweet surrender behind closed doors.” I swallowed hard remembering how her little body invited my manhood into the tight confines of her wide open legs. She was responsive and had the gift of knowing what to do to excite every part of me.

“This is a feeling that everybody should have and they shy away from it because they don’t understand what we already know. We have a lot more in common than you think and our childhoods were practically the same in every regard. We were both left to our own devices and we found our imagination to be our best friend.” She gunned the engine with the wheels spinning in the driveway leaving behind evidence for her father to ask about.

She fishtailed down to the road and had this need for speed which had me gripping the dashboard with my fingers turning white. She was laughing maniacally with the window down and her hair blowing in the breeze. She looked pleased with herself and I could tell the adrenaline running through her veins had the unintentional side effect of making her nipples harder than stone. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I immediately wondered if she was going full on commando.

“Nicholas, not everybody is like us and they should experience things before they make any judgments. To deny them out of hand is only going to leave them with regrets on their deathbed.” She was flying through traffic with the landscape barely a blur and I was slightly afraid that things were going to turn ugly. I had no interest in wrapping this magnificent beast around a telephone pole, but I should have known better than to underestimate her.

“I’ve always been only one call away, but you’ve never been one to reach out in that way. We’ve limited our conversations to e-mail and I think we owe it to ourselves to change that.” I had this fantasy of her running into my arms showering me with undying love, but that was wishful thinking. I was worldly and I had seen my fair share of other cultures which left me clamoring to fill the void in my heart. I wanted someone to take the place in my cold and empty bed.

“In this age of social media, I find myself communicating with the outside world through Facebook and Twitter. I have my own food blog and not even my father knows about my unique passion for those delicious tidbits touching my lips. I love the decadence of a dessert with a creamy filling.” I was feeling the itch I couldn’t scratch and I couldn’t touch myself without her seeing my condition. I had to think of something that wasn’t sexual, but it was hard when I was in the presence of a beauty like her.

“I don’t share your sentiment, Samantha and I’m more partial to good old fashioned pie. It doesn’t matter the flavor and sometimes there are those which require an acquired taste. I always smile when I am face down in a pie with those juices coating my lips and making me go in for seconds.” I saw a bead of sweat rolling between her breasts and she obviously understood my hidden meaning.

The speedometer was well over the speed limit and these winding roads were lending to a dangerous air. She managed to control what some race car drivers would have trouble keeping their hands on the wheel.

“If we are talking about desserts then there’s no conversation without a nice thick éclair. The center with the custard is my favorite part and I can’t seem to get enough. The sweetness gives me this insatiable hunger to satisfy my appetite.” She was good at this verbal sparring match and I wasn’t getting away with anything without the perfect comeback.

She wasn’t the only one sweating and the love muscle between my legs was twitching uncontrollably. I was trying to tame the wild animal, but she was doing everything to keep me in a state of readiness.

“You’re going to have to slow down and we are coming quickly to the boutique I have in mind for your shopping spree.” I pointed to the very classy establishment and she turned the wheel sharply and literally missed two parked cars to slide into the middle of them. I was breathing a sigh of relief that we had gotten there still in one piece.

I had to take a moment to compose myself, breathing deeply through my nose and out through my mouth to center my chi. I was big into meditation and it did help to clear the cobwebs in my head when I went into a big negotiation.

“I don’t even know how to express how much fun that was. You trusted me and you have no idea how much that means to me. I do believe you mentioned something about a black card.” I handed her the card and she tried to pull it from my fingers, but I was holding onto it with a death grip. She looked at me innocently and I did promise knowing full well my word was my bond.

“I only ask that you leave something in the store.” She was on cloud nine and had the card in her hands. It was giving her a license to go wild. I followed from behind and I went inside to find that she was already in her element.

“Nicholas, I want you to sit down and tell me what you think when I come out of the dressing room. This might take awhile and I do hope you don’t have any place you need to be.” I’d taken the day off with no idea of what I was getting myself into. I wanted to make her believe I was a good guy even though deep down I was still kicking myself for jumping her bones under the cover of the darkness of the room.

Chapter twelve

Samantha

The boutique catered to discerning individuals and women with the kind of bodies they wanted to show off to their significant others. I was no stranger to being sexy, but these beautiful creations put my body on display like it had never been before. I was finding more risqué attire to make Nicholas stand up and take notice.

“I know this is not something I would want to wear in public, but the bedroom is another matter altogether. I hope this doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable, but I do value your opinion.” This was a good way to turn those screws just a little bit tighter. His eyes were wide open and bulging in the same way his pants were. There was no doubt I was getting the desired reaction.

“I hope these windows are tinted and if not then there’s going to be an accident in the making. Guys crave to see something they shouldn’t and they would live that fantasy by gawking in the window.” I had cracked the code of his desire and the keys were dangling metaphorically from my fingers. I had him exactly where I wanted him and I wasn’t going to give up until he was tripping over his words.

The proprietor was busy in back going over inventory, but she told us to take our time and there was no rush. He had apparently called ahead to make sure the place was vacant and I had no idea how much that would cost, but it had to be a pretty penny.

“I would hate to see someone swerve and careen into the window of this shop because of something I did.” I was standing wearing practically nothing with this see-through mesh not leaving anything to the imagination. I made a show of turning and then bending unceremoniously to hear him make this deep sigh of resignation.

“Is it getting hot in here or is it just you? I don’t know how much more I can take before I burst into flames.” I went back in and changed into this black leather skirt without panties underneath. The black leather bustier was the perfect complement and gave me the look of some high priced stripper.

“I don’t know what your problem is, but the air conditioning is high enough to make my nipples cut through glass.” I came out and he moved a few inches further so that he was literally hanging on my every word. I straddled his lap and sat down in a compromising position.

“I would really prefer that you stand over there and you never know when somebody is going to interrupt.” He was flushed and the color of his cheeks was crimson. I wasn’t going to let this go and this was the kind of punishment he deserved.

“Don’t be silly and I remember when you bounced me on your knee. I don’t see how this can be any different than that.” I had my hands wrapped around his neck and the thrust of my ample bosom was enough to make his condition even worse.

There was no way that I could ignore the growing appendage unfurling down the left side of his leg. Love was blind, but sex was a language that everybody understood. I had his number and it was very difficult for him to sit still without touching me.

“We both know that was different and you certainly didn’t look like this back when you were still innocent and naïve about the world.” I was biting my bottom lip, moving back and forth giving him a lap dance that would make any man cream in their pants.

I was showing him no mercy and enjoying the way that his problem was becoming something hard for him to adjust.

“You’re being foolish and we’re just having a bit of fun.” He was breathing funny and he was licking his lips like he was starving in the desert. He kept trying to look away, but he always glanced back ready to take in what I was showing him.

“This is a dangerous game and one you can’t hope to win. There’s just so much a man can take before they react and I want you to know how close you are to finding my breaking point.” His column of flesh was raging between his legs and my little pussy was juicy. I was wondering how far I was going to have to go to get him to lose his composure.

“You must know all about games, Nicholas and I bet there is some unsuspecting woman who didn’t even see it coming. Your words are full of promises and you’re the kind of guy to have a woman in every port.” I was making it sound like he was loose with his affections. I didn’t know for sure, but his baby boy good looks would’ve made him easy to consume with the eyes.

“I will have you know I have more respect for women than to make them believe something that’s not true. They always know where they stand and I never promise anything I can’t deliver.” He looked like he was going to pass out and I undid the first couple of buttons on his cobalt shirt to give him some breathing room. In the process, I got a brief peek at those well-defined pectorals I had my hands on recently.

“Every guy will say anything and do anything to get a woman to drop their panties. You can’t tell me that you’re any different and I know when a man has designs on seeing what is underneath.” I turned in his lap, twisting until I was situated with my back towards him.

I put extra emphasis on putting more pressure down on what was currently nestled in between the cheeks of my leather clad ass. There was no interruption and the proprietor had still remained inconspicuous which was exactly what I was hoping for.

“I’ve known you all of your life and you have never acted this irresponsible and reckless. I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but you better stop.” He was warning me and yet he was the one I’d sacrificed my virginity for my family. The money had helped to secure my Father’s campaign for governor. The authorities still had his revenue within their investigation purview, but I suspected this was a ploy by one of his competitors.

“I’m sure you have looked at me from time to time behind my father’s back. I’m not a little girl anymore and I can be quite impulsive when I want to be. A recent lover taught me to be more open with my body and my needs. He was quite a powerhouse between the sheets and my only regret is that it was a one night stand.” I was putting him on a pedestal, giving him credit where credit was due and I knew the head on his shoulders wasn’t the only thing swelling.

I could smell the pheromones in the air and it was an uplifting involvement of all my senses. Touch, smell, not to mention the audio component of his heavy breathing was enough to leave me breathless and at his mercy.

“There are boys your age that you should be concentrating your efforts on instead of me. I’m no good and I’ve done things in my past I’m not very proud of. I can’t do this no matter how much I want to and you have no idea how much I want to.” He was fighting the natural instinct to let his body do the talking in a language that was universal.

“That’s the problem and they are boys when what I’m looking for is a man. My recent one night stand was an older man with more experience to make my body writhe in ecstasy better than any young pubescent wannabe. They are pretenders and some may be able to talk the talk, but they don’t know how to walk the walk.” I could feel his overdeveloped excitement rubbing against my mound and the lips of my sex were leaving behind their own excitement.

There was a telltale stain on his trousers, but he didn’t seem to mind or give it any kind of thought. He continued to look at the merchandise, refraining himself from touching me and I had to say his reluctance was only making me fight even harder to make him crumble underneath my advances.

This was my way of getting back at him and when things got too hot and heavy then I would pull back like the consummate cock tease. This would teach him to trifle with my affections and use me in a desperate effort to capture his youth.

He pushed me off of him and he was mumbling something underneath his breath. He took a stroll out to the sidewalk and was pacing back and forth while slapping the top of his forehead with the palm of his hand.

The proprietor came back looking puzzled, but the only communication she needed was the black card in front of her greedy little eyes.

Chapter Thirteen

Nicholas

I didn’t know how this was happening or why she considered me a catch, but I had to make myself as unavailable as possible. Putting my foot down and making her see this was a mistake was the only way she was going to learn.

Her body was a work of art made by the hands of God to tempt men like me into doing something we were going to regret.

She came out smiling, carrying her packages and loading them into the car like what we had just done was nothing more than an afterthought. I had no idea where I should go from here, but the aching need to touch her was holding me hostage by the throat. I was afraid of talking too much to send mixed signals which would make her feel it was necessary to continue this game of seduction.

“Are you just going to stand there all day or are we going to continue your effort to make it up to me? I believe you promised me a day I was never going to forget and we are definitely on the right path.” She literally reached into my pocket, touching a part of me, but I couldn’t be sure it was on purpose or by accident.

“I could help you find what you’re looking for if you were to be so kind to tell me what it is.” I was choking on the words coming out of my mouth.

I heard the jingle of the keys and I had a moment of panic thinking about how she had driven this marvel of engineering with a giddy fascination for speed.

“I found exactly what I’m looking for and a little more than I bargained for.” She produced the keys, but she felt compelled to graze the length of my package on the way out. I turned abruptly to hide the current condition of my libido.

“You appear to have woken up on the naughty side of the bed this morning and I’m unfortunate to be the butt of your jokes. Let’s try to behave and keep our hands to ourselves. I do have a surprise and I would hate to deprive you of it because of your behavior.” She got in the car, gunning the engine and making the motor vibrate so much that the car was actually getting the attention of some local tourists. If she was sitting at a stoplight beside another muscle car this would be a red flag to drag to the finish line.

She jostled the vehicle ahead a few inches making me chase after her. I got in quick, strapping in with my seatbelt in time for the vehicle to take off like it was on a launching pad.

“You have only yourself to blame for giving me the keys. You should have realized my generation would feel it was necessary to see what this thing can do on the open highway. It really does handle beautifully and stops on a dime. Whatever you paid for it was worth it and you should be very proud of your latest acquisition.” I wanted her to stop wasting time and move a little closer, but that would mean taking our relationship to a whole different level. We had already done that but without her knowledge. I couldn’t bring myself to confess my sin.

“I thought you were old enough to handle responsibility and this youthful exuberance is wasted on the young.” I was older than her by at least a few years and I felt that it was my duty to keep her on the straight and narrow. I may have faltered by giving into my dark and hidden desires, but that was a momentary slip which I had no designs on repeating.

“I have no idea where we’re going, but wherever it is I can keep an open mind. I can stay up all night long, putting my body through unimaginable pain and pleasure and still come back begging for more. I have been sequestered by conventional thinking for way too long and it’s about time I stretch my wings.” She was always carefree growing up, but that naiveté was burned out of her with her responsibility to her family. This was a woman who wasn’t allowed to be young and impetuous, but it appeared she was making up for lost time.

“I put the coordinates into the GPS unit and you just have to follow it until we arrive at your surprise. Don’t do anything to get on the radar of the local constabulary and I would hate to have to explain to your father about you becoming front page news. They say any publicity is good publicity, but they have no idea what they’re talking about.” She was still a freak for speed and the way that she was holding the steering wheel was making me anxious to have her touch me like that.

Her grip was tight with her long and lacquered red nails the perfect contrast to the dark interior of the car. She was the accent which drew my eyes to her until the only thing I was thinking about was how fast I could get her out of her clothes.

“I love this and I never knew it could be erotic to drive a vehicle this fast. I’m beginning to see all the things I lost out doing. For the sake of my family image, I never lived a day in my life until I had my one night stand. You might think it was a little foolish, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I don’t even know his real name and I doubt that I would know what to do with it if I could get my hands on it. Would I have the fortitude and courage to face him? It might be easier to leave things be and it’s obvious he was only in it for the hot and sweaty sex.” I wanted to tell her the sex was only a small portion of what I received that night.

“Samantha, there’s no point in beating yourself up over a mistake and we all make them. I’ve had my share of one-night stands although I try to limit myself to those I get to know first. It’s so much better when you feel a connection beyond the physical.” I was chasing the dragon and she was the only thing in my life I found I couldn’t do without.

I had to control those urges with the one head between my legs begging me to be bad. It was screaming in my ears to let my fingers do the walking and to consume her like the delicious treat she had turned out to be. Once on the lips, she became an obsession which I tried to deny to no avail.

“I hear what you’re saying, but what I thought was a mistake was the best time of my life. I was inflicted with sensations that made me ride the stallion all the way to the finish line. I can’t remember the last time I came with that kind of intensity. I couldn’t duplicate it with my own hands or even a well-placed toy.” Talking about her sex life was scandalous and a decadent delight. I wanted to hear every sordid detail and it didn’t look like she was shy about sharing.

“I’m not your girlfriend and if you haven’t noticed I have a penis.” I felt that it was appropriate to name it by clinical standards so as not to project anything that would be considered inappropriate. “This is the kind of conversation you should be having with one of your friends.” She put her hand on my knee and the touch alone was enough to activate my reflexes. I saw her licking her lips and staring below the equator for more than five seconds. I probably could have gotten off with just that look of hunger in her eyes.

“We have been friends a long time and it’s nice that I can say what I want. I don’t have to censor myself because of what my father might think if this became a sound bite for the local news.” She was squeezing my leg and spider climbing to the object of her fascination. “We are both adults and I find it easy to talk to you. I have been ashamed and believe me I have noticed that you have a penis.” Her hand grabbed onto the stick of dynamite, making it a subject for her devilish ways and not caring about perception.

“I consider you part of my family, Samantha and what you’re doing is dangerously close to stepping over a line.” I was on the cusp of asking for some divine intervention to cool things down, but I secretly wanted her to feel comfortable touching me. I wasn’t trying to pull her hand away and it didn’t look like she had plans to vacate her position.

“There’s family and then there’s a closeness and intimacy that doesn’t compare to anything else. I didn’t see you before, but you could be the perfect substitute for something I thought I lost. Let’s not make more out of this than it has to be. I’m a woman and you’re a man which means we both have needs. I think you know where I’m going with this, Nicholas or maybe you need me to paint you a more explicit picture.” I heard her name in certain circles and I always thought there was more to her than complacency.

“Just keep your eyes on the road.” She had no idea how desperate I was becoming and how close I was to losing this fight against my other half. It felt like I was an obscene version of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I could easily change into a lecherous man after one thing and it would’ve been an easy switch from one to the other.

“I think you’ll find I can multitask.” I heard the sound of my zipper being pulled down and I stared open mouthed at the way her fingers were sliding effortlessly inside the opening she had made. “I do like to drive stick and I don’t think that I can replicate what happened to me. I will spend the rest of my life trying to find the reverse slipper of Cinderella. Instead of a slipper, I’m looking for a cock of a unique size and diameter. I’m willing to do my research and one day, I will find my prince charming.” It was complicated and her words barely registered with the blood rushing to a certain part of my anatomy.

I thought that I was a man of complex thinking, but the only thing on my mind was how I could get her legs in the air in a compromising position. She was performing a detailed search, letting her fingers travel up the length and back down again through the fabric of my underwear. The black silk molded to my flesh, but the only way she was going to make any kind of comparison was to get her hands on the flesh and blood version of me.

Her fingers began to explore and I pulled back when she began to insinuate those fingers into the opening of the fabric. I was about ready to jump out of my skin and then I turned her attention towards the shadow of the yacht anchored at the dock.

Chapter Fourteen

Samantha

My train of thought was interrupted, but instead of falling into my trap he was once again showing that he was a gentleman. His reaction to my fingers touching him wasn’t what I was expecting. At first, he seemed to be all for it and even hunched forward a little to get a deeper massage. It was when I moved to reveal his glorious wonder that he had the semblance of mind to pull back at the last second.

I was going to pursue but then my eyes fell upon one of the seven wonders of the sea. I walked towards this huge thing overshadowing every other boat. This one seemed to have a pulse of its own and it was beckoning me forward with whispers of enjoyment in my ears.

“I’ve been surrounded by luxuries all of my life, but I’ve never seen anything quite like that. That thing can be your own personal castle and you can weigh anchor and leave port at any time. It must be freeing to know that you can cast away all of your problems with the snap of your fingers.” He was walking behind me and I could feel him undressing me with his eyes.

“It arrived this morning and I plan to leave here and have my cake and eat it too.” The only cake I was interested in was the frosting dripping from his member in the throes of pleasure. “I’m taking her out for an extended stay at sea and I have a few interested parties who would like to join me. I’ve been interviewing potential candidates and I’ve narrowed down my search to three with the experience I’m looking for.” The young ebony persuasion standing to greet us had nothing on Nicholas. Had he not been here, I might have considered a fleeting thought about how to find out if the stereotype was true about black men and their endowment.

“Nicholas, we are ready to go when you give the word. This won’t be a long journey and with only you and I on board, it means that any lengthy excursion will have to wait until you properly staff this vessel.” He was built like he was made of bricks and the bald head was a fashion choice and not by necessity. The shadow of his hairline accentuated his muscles which I’m sure was the main purpose of him hitting the gym.

“Patrick, I want you to take her out and head for the destination I mentioned to you before. I’m going to take my guest and show her around. I would like her unbiased opinion and I know I never have to worry about her placating me.” I was still wearing the leather skirt and the breeze underneath was enough to tickle my ivory thighs. It was merely a light touch, but it was enough to fuel my need to see him naked again.

Patrick disappeared and to find him would have taken a few hours. There were many rooms including one dedicated to cinema and even a hot tub seating seven. It was a bubbling cauldron of temptation and I was feeling the itch to get back to nature.

We made a circuit around the entire vessel including his stateroom with a huge king size bed and what appeared to be black silk sheets. He shuffled me out of the room as fast as we had gotten into it, but I had a feeling it was because of the thumping presence of his manhood.

I stopped him outside the door, pressing my body against him and making him a virtual prisoner of my heady desires. I moved my hands down over his chest, seeing his nipples react and become hard enough for me to graze with my long painted fingernails. He turned his head to prevent me from kissing him, but I wasn’t going to be deterred.

“Please… I didn’t bring you here for this.” I knew how I felt when somebody kissed my neck and I decided to see how the other half lived.

The pointed end of my tongue touched his neck and I sealed my lips over the top of his salty skin at the same time. I heard his need to have more spill from his lips and I understood this was the beginning and not the end.

“Let’s not say anything to ruin this moment. I can feel your arousal and I want you to do something about it. I’m going to leave you to think about it, but I will need your answer when you come to find me in the hot tub. Don’t be shy and we don’t need suits except for the ones we were born with.” I grabbed him in a not so subtle fashion and all I wanted was a chance to prove that he wanted more than just friendship.

“I would have this same reaction if any woman were to touch me like this. You’re not anything special, Samantha. I don’t want to treat you like one of the many in the revolving door of women who have seen that different side of me. You deserve so much more and I’m not the man to give it to you.” I could see the bead of sweat and the way that his eyes were wide when I pulled back the fabric of my blouse.

“Your mouth says one thing, but your body says something else entirely. Don’t keep me waiting or I might have to start without you. There’s no way that you can resist this body and the opportunity presenting itself. Don’t think with the head on your shoulders. I’m offering you a sure thing and I’m just suggesting that you do what you see on the discovery channel. I’m a dirty girl and you are a bad boy in need of a spanking.” I felt empowered and I made him jump by slapping his ass on the way down the hall.

“I don’t know what you expect is going to happen, but I can assure you that I won’t be joining you in the hot tub. It’s time for one of us to think with a clear head and it doesn’t look like it’s going to be you.” He was trying to talk himself out of joining me and I was doing everything I could not to laugh at the absurdity of it all.

“We both know this act isn’t going to last long. I don’t know why this is difficult for you to understand, but let me make this perfectly clear so there is no miscommunication. I want you, Nicholas and this is a one time offer never to be repeated again. I would take advantage while you still can and I know I would if I were in your shoes.” He was clinging to the last vestige of resistance without having any idea how futile it was to deny me.

I was essentially a prisoner of my own making, at sea with the man who had made my body into his wonderland and I was convincing myself it was all about sport. It was a game to make him want me; crave me like the oxygen he was breathing and then I would snatch it away with a venomous delight at his expense.

“I’m not going to give you the satisfaction of being like any other man. I’m not going to forget who I am and this effort to seduce me is going to be for nothing.” I bent over at the end of the hall, hearing him moan despite his conviction and knowing it was just a matter of time before he was throwing caution to the wind. The boat was moving and I disappeared around the corner where I waited to see if my game was going to yield results.

It was when I heard his words that I knew I had dangled the bait and he was going to attack the piece of meat with no more thought than consuming his bounty.

“I can’t do this and it’s wrong on so many levels. I’ve created a monster and our time together awakened something that was sleeping all this time. I’ve never felt powerless before and it’s not a feeling I want to get used to. I have to show some balls and be the responsible adult.” He was talking to himself, bolstering his courage and preventing himself from doing what was more pleasurable than I could ever imagine.

I climbed the stairs and waited to see his shadow pursuing me. It was getting much harder to breathe and I was blinded by the memory of what we had already done to one another. The heat of our exchange was enough to make me rethink my decision about playing with his emotions.

Chapter Fifteen

Nicholas

When was I ever going to learn and I was going after a taboo notion stuck in my head? She was something more than the average woman and I stood there until my legs began to move on their own accord. I followed the aromatic scent of her perfume acting like a pied piper for the wand between my legs.