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a kiss upon my lips and gently slides into me. Wrapping my legs around him tightly, we connect as though we are one and I pull him deeper.
I did it. I started with the control, then I lost it totally and utterly with him.
Emelie
Strolling across the moody and sophisticated restaurant, I casually take my seat again opposite a puzzled looking Stefano. I am eagerly awaiting for him to enquire as to why I am grinning like a Cheshire Cat, as I will not be able to hold in the news I have just received from Mario, as I was getting into the chauffeur driven car, for much longer. Almost straight away I signal for a waiter to come over to our table.
The young, well groomed boy bows his head briefly as he reaches us.
“Yes madame. What may I get for you?” he says it nervously, so it makes me wonder whether he is a new employee.
“Si. May we have a bottle of your finest Champagne? And if you could pour it our for Dr Acerbi and myself as well please...?” I purposely pause to allow him time to tell me his name.
“Oh er! Nicholas Ma'am. My name is Nicholas.” He stands tall again, holding his hands behind his back. Even though he is trying to show composure, by the way his arms are moving, I expect he's fidgeting with his bitten down nails and scrawny fingers, uncomfortably. I do get a thrill out of seeing a man, however old, quaking and quivering in front of me. Intimidation is a powerful tool to behold.
Sitting up straighter against the high backed chair, I am aware that the posture elongates my body, so that now Nicholas' eyes flicker between my smooth, crème neck and slightly exposed rounded breasts. Stefano knows exactly what game I am playing and am not surprised when I feel the touch of his leather shoe, out of view from other diners. Against my leg, it send tingles shooting up my calf, as it drifts slowly up. I expect that this public show is turning him on.
The emotionally powerful classical music being played in the background, gives an air of tension around us and I am wondering what is going through, poor young Nicholas' mind. I inwardly laugh to myself, I suppose I had better put the blessed boy out of his misery.
“Thank you Nicholas. I would very much appreciate it if you could do that for me please.”
“Yes, erm! Certainly Madame, Ma'am.”
He turns to go and I notice that his hands are so tightly clenched together, behind his back, I can see each individual pale finger clamped shut and the blood has rushed to the tips. Foolish boy.
“You are a very naughty woman Emelie. How can you tease and taunt such a young boy like that? He's such an innocent looking type and you almost ate him whole, like a starved wolf.” Stefano continues to rub his foot up and down, up and down along my shin.
“You know how much fun it can be Stefano, playing games. Aren't you playing one with me right now?” I nonchalantly sip on the glass of iced mineral water which was already decanted when we arrived.
“Let's be honest here my darling. When was the last time you showed me anywhere near the attention you have this evening? You have hardly been near me in months, let alone shared the same bed as me, and this; the compliments, the seduction techniques, there has to be a reason behind it all. I know you all too well and there is always a reason behind you putting on the charm offensive. I'd have thought that after all of these years being together my beloved, you'd have learnt that you should never take me for being a simple woman, it will come back to bite you very hard in the ass otherwise.”
Stefano throws his head back and roars with the most deep, yet cold and calculated laughter. It's enough to send chills charging down anyone's spine. It leaves a wake of darkened air and aura around us, and everything else in the
I did it. I started with the control, then I lost it totally and utterly with him.
Emelie
Strolling across the moody and sophisticated restaurant, I casually take my seat again opposite a puzzled looking Stefano. I am eagerly awaiting for him to enquire as to why I am grinning like a Cheshire Cat, as I will not be able to hold in the news I have just received from Mario, as I was getting into the chauffeur driven car, for much longer. Almost straight away I signal for a waiter to come over to our table.
The young, well groomed boy bows his head briefly as he reaches us.
“Yes madame. What may I get for you?” he says it nervously, so it makes me wonder whether he is a new employee.
“Si. May we have a bottle of your finest Champagne? And if you could pour it our for Dr Acerbi and myself as well please...?” I purposely pause to allow him time to tell me his name.
“Oh er! Nicholas Ma'am. My name is Nicholas.” He stands tall again, holding his hands behind his back. Even though he is trying to show composure, by the way his arms are moving, I expect he's fidgeting with his bitten down nails and scrawny fingers, uncomfortably. I do get a thrill out of seeing a man, however old, quaking and quivering in front of me. Intimidation is a powerful tool to behold.
Sitting up straighter against the high backed chair, I am aware that the posture elongates my body, so that now Nicholas' eyes flicker between my smooth, crème neck and slightly exposed rounded breasts. Stefano knows exactly what game I am playing and am not surprised when I feel the touch of his leather shoe, out of view from other diners. Against my leg, it send tingles shooting up my calf, as it drifts slowly up. I expect that this public show is turning him on.
The emotionally powerful classical music being played in the background, gives an air of tension around us and I am wondering what is going through, poor young Nicholas' mind. I inwardly laugh to myself, I suppose I had better put the blessed boy out of his misery.
“Thank you Nicholas. I would very much appreciate it if you could do that for me please.”
“Yes, erm! Certainly Madame, Ma'am.”
He turns to go and I notice that his hands are so tightly clenched together, behind his back, I can see each individual pale finger clamped shut and the blood has rushed to the tips. Foolish boy.
“You are a very naughty woman Emelie. How can you tease and taunt such a young boy like that? He's such an innocent looking type and you almost ate him whole, like a starved wolf.” Stefano continues to rub his foot up and down, up and down along my shin.
“You know how much fun it can be Stefano, playing games. Aren't you playing one with me right now?” I nonchalantly sip on the glass of iced mineral water which was already decanted when we arrived.
“Let's be honest here my darling. When was the last time you showed me anywhere near the attention you have this evening? You have hardly been near me in months, let alone shared the same bed as me, and this; the compliments, the seduction techniques, there has to be a reason behind it all. I know you all too well and there is always a reason behind you putting on the charm offensive. I'd have thought that after all of these years being together my beloved, you'd have learnt that you should never take me for being a simple woman, it will come back to bite you very hard in the ass otherwise.”
Stefano throws his head back and roars with the most deep, yet cold and calculated laughter. It's enough to send chills charging down anyone's spine. It leaves a wake of darkened air and aura around us, and everything else in the
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