5 comments/ 6052 views/ 1 favorites Amelia Ch. 01 By: amanda16 Amelia danced under the hot neon lights for what seemed like hours. Her body had a slight sheen but it only made the men drool more. Her 5'5" frame was small in height but it didn't matter. Her breasts were an ample D as the rested perkily in her silk halter. Her waist was thin but not sickeningly so and her hips were wider with a pert, round ass. Her legs were slightly muscled and smooth under her tight jeans that rested low on her hips. She took a break from dancing and sat down on one of the available couches. A voice caught her ear from behind. "May I offer to buy you a drink?" A smoothly bass voice asked. "No thank you re-" She stopped talking when she turned around, her mouth hung open. The man before her was gorgeous. He looked to be about 6'4", his shoulders broad. His hair was dark brown and was set in loose curls upon his head. His face was chiseled and stong with his jaw angular. His lips sensuous and perfectly delectable. But his eyes. Those were a phenomenon. Like blue crystal flaked with silver. They shined brightly even under the low light. She suddenly changed her mind and nodded a yes. He smiled and his dazzling white teeth made her stop breathing. He offered his arm to her and she accepted, feeling the firmness of the muscle there. He led her over to the bar and waved to the bartender. He hurried over to them and smiled at Amelia. She was used to the attention but she didn't even notice. She was concerned right now with her delicious companion. "What would you like?" He asked, his voice melodic music. "Just a martini if you don't mind." She smiled brightly. "Not at all." He smiled back. The bartender got their drinks and set them down on the bar. Amelia didn't know what to say to this gorgeous new stranger. "It has occurred to me, beautiful, that I do not know your name yet." "Amelia, Amelia Ranaldi." She told him, shaking his outstretched hand. "Hunter, Hunter Kale." He smiled widely, shaking back. She didn't know what to say to him. She was never at a loss for words but she definitely had no idea what to say to someone so attractive. Any compliment he's probably heard a billion times. He seemed to know what she was thinking and his lips curled up into a small smile. He just chuckled and looked over his drink at her. She was utterly confused. There was no way he could read her mind or anything. Things like that just didn't happen. He paused a moment and set his glass back on the bar. He leaned in a little closer to her and she could smell his expensive cologne. She breathed it deeply. "Would you like to maybe go somewhere more quiet?" He asked her, his husky voice close to her ear. She knew she should say no but she couldn't resist. Just the smell of him was making her lightheaded. She nodded and he took her drink from her, setting it down with his and took a hold of her hand. She shivered at the coolness of his touch. He led her through the myriad of people and finally they came to a set of stairs. The body guard at the bottom simply smiled and allowed them entrance. Hunter led her up the stairs and they came into a beautiful blue room, almost the color of his eyes. It was decorated with couches, chairs and a bar. Just like a lounge. This was not their destination however, she realized when he kept walking. He led her through a door in the back and they came into more intimate surroundings. The room was much smaller with one couch and three chairs. A small personal bar was in the back corner and a flat screen television on the wall. He let go of her hand and walked over to press a button on the wall. It suddenly split apart and moved away to reveal a huge sound system. He pressed play and smooth jazz filled the room, relaxing her. He gestured for her to sit down and she took a place on the red suede couch. He sat next to her, close but not too close. She could still smell the sweet scent of his body. She felt as if she was in a deep dream as the music caressed her ears. He smiled over at her, making her brain fuzz. "Is everything OK my dear?" He asked, taking hold of her hand, looking concerned. "Oh, yes, yes, I'm fine. Just a little curious and confused." "Why is that?" He questioned, raising his eyebrow and kissing her hand. "You are....simply stunning and I don't know why you came up to me this evening," She told him, looking down. "Have you yourself not looked in a mirror my love, you are more beautiful than I even have words for to explain." He kissed her wrist this time, tickling her skin. "Oh, well thank you." She looked down and her face flushed scarlet. Hunter brought his hand up to her chin and lifted her face to meet his eyes. She looked like a schoolgirl, blushing like that. He smiled at her kindly, trying to ease her fears. She smelled beautiful. Jasmine and chammomile, he thought to himself. She smelled like a woman should smell, pretty and enticing. She didn't understand how beautiful she was, at least not around him. On the dance floor, men were having to pick their jaws up off the floor and she noticed but it seemed like now her confidence faded. Her eyes were beautiful, a sexy shade of green mixed with gold. She had an adorable nose and full, kissable lips. Her dark auburn hair hung loosely at the middle of her back. A pool of waves that, in this light, seemed to have a tint of red. She was stunning, he just wished that she thought so too right now. He wanted to give her back a little confidence in herself. He brought his face toward hers and lightly brushed across her lips, feeling the electricity there. He pressed down just a little and enjoyed the flavor of her lips. Her eyes fluttered shut. He didn't kiss her any more urgently, just a simple kiss. He could see her face flushing as her hand drew up across his arm. Her touch was soft and gentle as she massaged his arm with her hand. He pulled away from her and her hand stopped moving, her eyes fluttered open. She smiled, a little embarassed. He ran his hand across her cheek and down her neck. "Do you trust me Amelia?" He asked her calmly. "I do." She answered, without any hisitation. "Then would you let me take you out to dinner tomorrow?" "I would...love to." She smiled at him, taken back slightly at his request. He smiled kindlly at her and leaned in close once again. He pressed more urgently this time upon her lips. Her hand grasped his arm tightly as his tongue teased across her bottom lip. Her lips parted delicately and she let his tongue slip into her mouth. He tasted her tongue with his and she had flavor of apple from her martini. He liked doing this but didn't want to rush things too quickly. He pulled away from her reluctantly and she had the look of a lost puppy. "I should probably be going Hunter." She said sadly. "Would you like for me to call you a car?" He asked, running his hand over her thigh. "That would be nice, thank you." She couldn't think clearly and she was holding her breath. He sat there for a long, silent moment, stroking her leg with his hand. She looked like she was about to pass out and he felt bad. He didn't think he would have that much of an affect on her. Apparently he had been wrong about a lot of things tonight. He hoped he wasn't wrong about everything though. "Um, Hunter?" She waved her hand in front of his face. "What? Oh, sorry. Lost in a daze." "It's ok, what about that car?" She smiled. He pulled out his cell phone and sent a text to one of his drivers. He knew they would be here within minutes. He was wondering what exactly he was going to tell her tomorrow at dinner. She had to be suspicious of something at least. He took a hold of her hand and let her back into the blue lounge and down a set of back stairs that led them into the lot at the side of the builing. He drew her close to him once more and she looked up at him, smiling as she finally realized how much he towered over her. "I can't help it you're a tiny, little thing." He said laughing. "How did...you know what I was thinking?" She asked cautiously. "We'll talk tomorrow dear. There's the car." He took her hand and led her toward the road where a limo was parked. "Hunter, you said a car!" She exclaimed, slapping him in the arm. "It is a car of sorts. Now, here is my number if you need me, and I'll need yours to call you tomorrow." He handed her a piece of paper and she placed it in her pocket. "Do you have paper?" "I'll just put your number in my phone." He pulled out his cell and she gave him her house and cell number. He kissed her hand, her cheek, and finally her lips. He couldn't resist simply because of the way she looked at him. He wanted to tell her so much right there and then. Just to get everything off of his chest. He hoped that when it was all said and done, that she wouldn't hate him and who he was. "Call you tomorrow." He said, pulling away from her and opening the door. "Thank you Hunter, talk to you soon." She got in the limo and Hunter closed the door behind her. Amelia She sat in silence as she waited for the driver to arrive at her apartment. She felt like she had no idea what exactly had happened tonight. She knew it wasn't a dream but it just felt way to good to be true. She pulled Hunter's number out of her pocket and looked at it intently. She would find out right now whether this was the real thing or not. She pulled out her cell and punched in the numbers. It rang not even once before Hunter picked up. "Amelia, is something wrong?" His voice was urgent. "No, not at all. I just missed your voice." She told him, with a sigh of relief. "Oh, darling, you scared me. Well I missed yours too. Will you be alright? Or do you want me to come home with you?" His voice didn't hesitate. "I don't want to burden you Hunter. Go on home." She replied, even though her heart sank at the thought. "My dear, you don't lie very well you know. I'll be there soon." He chuckled and she heard the phone click as he hung up. She tried to get her breathing back to normal. She didn't know why she felt so right with him, but she did. And now she didn't even want to be away from him. She felt much better knowing that this all wasn't some lie. It wasn't like he was a rapist, praying on innocent women. He was genuine and that's what was important. She was still young, only 24, and she hadn't really found someone that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Maybe Hunter was him. Hunter He put his phone back in his pocket and smiled to himself. He knew she would feel the way she did. He was hoping at least. She was something rare and he knew that he needed to have her in his life. He just didn't know how to tell her the complete truth. Would she accept him and love him for who he was? He didn't know for sure but all he could do was hope. She had a good heart, and an open mind, he knew that for sure. But how open? He would need to stop by his place before he went to hers. He made his way to his house, not really paying attention, he knew the route so well. Soon he pulled into the garage and got out of the car. His hands didn't have to fumble in the dark to find the right key to the door, his vision was overly developed. He got into the house and didn't bother turning any lights on. He walked back to the bedroom. Quickly, he packed and overnight bag. Just the essential things he would need. He would come back here before their dinner tomorrow. If she still wanted to that is. He wanted to take her somewhere nice and spoil her rotten. She deserved to have someone take care of her. She couldn't have been any older than 25 and she already had a sad look to her face. A look of want but also a look of abandonment. He finished getting his things and headed back out to the garage. He set the alarm and got into his BMW this time. He wanted to impress her but he didn't think it was really going to be that hard. He pulled out of the garage and headed toward her apartment, deep in thought. Amelia Ch. 01 I was going cruising down a country road. I was upset and just wanting to clear my head. James and I had just moved and I didn't know the area. I must have been going to fast, because I started to loose control. I ran off the road and into a field. I think I hit a tree but I was knocked out. When I came to, I didn't know where I was or why I hurt. As I laid there, I realized that I had wrecked, but where was I? Was I alive? I tried to sit up but I couldn't. It made me dizzy. When I opened my eyes again, there was a young woman standing next to me. She told me that I was 22 miles from the nearest hospital and since they didn't have a phone and mine had no reception, it would take a couple of days to get me there. I figured out very quickly that they were very religious Mennonites. I implied I didn't think I was hurt that bad and asked how bad my vehicle was. They didn't know since they had never been in one. Horse and wagon was fine with them. I was in culture shock as I looked around. The next chore was the bathroom. They did have indoor plumbing though they weren't sure if it was right, as that was a luxury. The mother and daughter helped hold me up because I didn't have much balance. The daughter, who must have been 18 or 19, kept looking at me and smiling. I thought I must be delusional still because otherwise I would think that she was flirting with me. After using the bathroom, I decided it best to lay down. I pretty much slept for 2 more days. Then like a normal night's sleep I sat straight up. I was sore but only because my back was out of place. I turned and my back cracked six ways to Sunday. Just as I was popping my neck, the daughter walked into the room. She said, "That sounded like it hurt." I told her that it actually made me feel better and then I joked, but I could use a really good massage right about now. She responded almost straight-faced that she could do it. Her family asked her to do it for them all the time. "Besides some new muscles would be fun to work on. We better go to my room though, so we don't wake the whole house. Besides, a soft bed has to be more comfortable than that old couch." I wasn't going to disagree with that. She took me by the hand and led me down into the basement. Her room was very plain yet had a warm feeling that I couldn't put my finger on. There were some fresh flowers and I assumed a beeswax candle. It smelled wonderful. She handed me a sheet and said that if I wanted out of my clothes for a while, she would rub me in it and she left the room. I did so I laid down with it just draped over me, so if she wanted to get to my lower back she could. When she came back, she crawled on the bed and started rubbing. She was a little rough for my taste and I told her so. She lightened up and I was in hog heaven. She started asking me some general questions. I answered them kind of off in lala land. Very soon she started asking very personal questions finally leading to a sex question. I almost answered and then I stopped. I told her that she was way too innocent for me to answer. This was her answer. "I am 18 years old. I have never had a boyfriend. My parents are arranging a wedding for me for my 19th birthday. My mother has told me about the birds and the bees and my duty to supply my husband with what he wants. But I have read books and think that there is more to it, I just don't get it. I have played with myself but don't see the big deal." I told her, "If you find the right spot, it is a very big deal. The clit isn't always the spot like I am sure that you read in a book. Run up and get my travel bag." This would give me time to think on how to handle this. How far do I go? How much do I teach her? How much do I tell her about the real world? If I decided to show her anything, I always carry a dildo and a couple of vibrating toys with me. When she came back down with it, I asked her point blank, "What do you want? Want to know? Want to do?" She was quiet for a second and then said, "I want to know what the big deal about an orgasm is and I want to know what one feels like. I paused a second and then said, an orgasm is 3 things- 1.When a man blows his load of sperm 2.What a man always thinks a woman has but rarely does 3.Most women have never had a full-blown real orgasm, even if they swear they have. They must do it to themselves unless they are lesbian or bisexual and then they have another woman who knows how to please a woman; you hope or on a rare occasion have a really rare man that can actually do it. Her next question showed her innocence, "Women have sex? Sex is only for making babies." I told her that maybe true here but that is not always true elsewhere. Your parents would have me thrown out if they knew about my life. I am happily married to a man. We have great sex and love each other eternally, but I also have a girlfriend who I have sex with and also sometimes join us. I know I have told you too much already, so I don't think I should teach you about having an orgasm. If I would show you, you might never want to have sex again because it is likely to be boring and missing something after you know what the great mystery is. I am also sure you would get in trouble for playing with yourself. Some think it is wrong. I was about to say something else when she bent down and kissed me. "If you don't show me, I will run away. I have wanted to know and I was going to run away and find someone to teach me." I told her not to do that ever. There are a lot of mean and dirty people in this world that could give you diseases or hurt you. Men especially prey on the innocent. If you want to know that badly than I will show you. I leaned forward and kissed her back. I had her lay down beside me and then I asked her to show me how she played with herself. She was hesitant but then she went to work. Her technique was good but she was missing the fine touches. She was going to rub herself raw, so first I told her about lube. I said either lick your fingers or stick them in your honey pot. If you work it right, you will have plenty of lube. The next thing was she started way to fast. Finally she stayed in one place. I was giving her time to relax before I showed her. I asked her which hand she liked to use and I would work from that side, it was her right. This way I could direct her left hand. I licked my fingers and then started slowly. I told her every woman's hot spot is in a different place. I worked slowly up and down, dipping in her honey pot, and she was getting wet. On my trip back up to her clit, I found her spot. It was in the same place as my girlfriend. She jerked and gave me a look. I reassured her that is a good thing. I kept moving but focused on her spot. I could tell she was ready to scream and she was fighting me. I told her to play with her nipple. She bit into her pillow and screamed as she went limp. I flicked her button a couple of times just to make her jump. I whispered in her ear, now touch your pussy. She did and she was very wet. I was dying to taste her so I took her hand and licked her fingers clean. She was taken back but then she dipped again and tried herself. She got a funny look but then asked if she could try mine so I let her, as I was very sweet and very wet. She asked why I was so wet. I told her that I get turned on watching other people get turned on and I am very attracted to her. She asked me to show her more but I was ready for sleep, so I passed out. I awoke to the smell of fried chicken and mashed potatoes and gravy. I was starved. I saw that the sun was still up so I ate and went out to see my car. I got in and it started right up. I put it in drive and drove. I parked it and got out to look. There was just a minor dent in the front fender. I went to the people and asked what day it was. I had been gone 6 days. I asked if I could stay 1 more night, as it was getting dark, they agreed and I thanked them and then headed downstairs. I told Amelia (I finally found out her name) that I was leaving early in the morning so if you want 1 more lesson, I will show you. You will not likely ever repeat this; I am going to eat your pussy to orgasm like a lesbian would. I stuck my finger deep in her pussy and said, "You are not a virgin are you?" She said she wasn't. I asked her, "Do you want this?" She flipped around and kissed me and then flipped back. We waited till everyone went to bed and was snoring soundly. I ate her to 3 orgasms and a flood. I wanted more but knew I had to stop. I went to my back and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote down my info and told her that if she ever needed me to send me a letter and I would do my best and then I left. When I got signal back on my phone, it went nuts. I quickly called James and then when I had calmed him down, I called my mother. I told them I had basically been knocked out for 5 days but I was okay. Then I texted all my friends who had left me messages. Six months went by and then I got a letter and a wedding invitation. She asked me to come early because she missed me and needed to relax. She was marrying the boy that she had been sleeping with, though no one knew that they even knew each other. Besides, she wanted to ask a favor dealing with the Original question. James couldn't go so I drove back to the farm 2 days before the wedding. She took me out back, and there hidden in the trees was a strapping young man. He jumped down and kissed the girl. It was cute. I asked her what she wanted. She got a little red and then said I want 2 things- a lesson on blowjobs and a threesome with you. I want you to show him what an orgasm looks like because he is good with his tongue but is not quite right. I turned my back and she came up behind me. I told her that I didn't know if that was such a great idea. He came around me and looked me in the eyes. He said, "She can't stop talking about you and what you taught her, this is what she wants from you." I told him, "This means you will have to touch me and be intimate with me so I can teach you what she likes and I will have to do the same to you to teach her." I reached out and he had a hard on which I guessed was about 9 inches. I told Amelia that she was a lucky girl and then asked if she had any problems taking him although I already knew that she didn't. We went to their secret place underground and we had sex for hours. I taught them some new positions, plus I had brought some toys so I showed them how to enhance their sex life, and then she and I went back to the house. I was going back to town. I again told her if she needed anything to let me know. Shortly after the wedding, I got a thank you card. 10 months later I got a card requesting my presence for a one-year party, 2 days before their anniversary. How ironic. I wonder what will happen. To be continued... Amelia Ch. 01 When Jayden and his wife Betty saw off Amelia after the party at their place the previous night, it was well past midnight. Usually a recluse, Amelia's husband Ryan was impatient to leave, having had enough for a night. Back home, Amelia found that she was more than once left wondering about the charming Jayden, middle aged but strikingly fit and handsome too with streaks of grey around the temples. These thoughts carried on the next day, till at last she was tempted to send across an instant message to the host of the previous night whose cell number she could easily get from the printed invitation card. She quickly saved the Jayden's number, for something seemed to be indicative of a long term need for it. With her cell in hand, she became pensive. What message would she send without seeming to be outwardly eager for an interaction? She thought a while before she typed on the keys of the cell with her nimble fingers. "Last night was wonderful. Thanks." Having sent the message she was filled with a tingling sense of excitement and anticipation. At worse, she thought, he would ignore the message which, although embarrassing for her, would enable her mind to be at rest instead of the present turmoil she was facing. She busied herself with the work in hand, stealing cursory glances at her mobile now and then. Later that evening, as she flipped over the engrossing pages of a book, she heard her mobile ringing in her bedroom. She got up from the couch, irritated at herself in having left it there, brushed the hair of her face and treaded quietly to answer the call. Amelia glanced at her mobile and already there was a flush on her cheeks as the name 'Jayden' stared into her eyes from the screen. He was still on the line, patiently waiting for her to respond instead of disconnecting in haste. She overcame her shyness and uncontrolled excitement and then, in a voice that was shaky and yet grave, she whispered, "Hellooo." "Hi" responded Jayden, "the evening is still young and I just wondered if the lady would make it as lovely as she had made it last night. Coffee?" Amelia didn't know how to react. Inwardly, she so much wanted to and yet she knew her response should not be an open or brazen display of longing. She decided to leave traces of uncertainty that would leave the path open." "Coffee? Umm ...isn't it a bit late? I usually have an early dinner! " she uttered. "Well, dinner then? It's your company that I seek ...to carry on from where we left last night. I don't mind a ten course dinner if it opens the possibility of sitting beside a charming lady," said Jayden, his grin almost visible to Amelia. She couldn't afford to sound evasive any more at the cost of losing what she hoped would be a very exciting evening and may be, if it went well, a long night. "That's tempting. I've never had more than a five course dinner and you talk of ten! But I warn you, I have a reputation for sticking to a regimented diet. Where do you propose we have this.... mmm.... royal dinner? " Amelia asked, "and when can I expect to be back home?" Jayden, taking the call from his office, found the voice over the phone to be flirty and felt his heart pounding louder with each minute. He knew his wife would be away to her parents for a couple of nights and was willing to take a risk. "Aye...." he paused. "You may not have had more than five course dinner before, yet you have not met me earlier too. Is the lady willing to find out...?" He offered. A grin broke out on his face unseen by Amelia but she could hear him chuckle. Amelia wondered where this was going. She did not want to lose out on the opportunity and see where he would take her. She closed her eyes just for a moment and almost said in a whisper "and what would it take to find out?" He could sense as if her fingers brushed the edge of the cushion as her feet rubbed each other involuntarily. "You will have to leave the matters in my hands" His voice slow and deep. "In your hands?" Amelia asked in a whisper. "Would you?" his voice had a degree of seriousness. "I really can't follow you," she was unsure. "Meet me at Red Dragon at seven" he said changing the subject, as if he wanted to discuss this over dinner. Just an hour for her to get ready and reach, thought Amelia. "And make sure that you are not late," he said before he hung up. Amelia was in a fix. For one, she had to get ready and, as was her wont, being ready for her meant a good hour or so. She would hate to look anything other than gorgeous on her first 'date'! My god, Red Dragon ... that was quite far off! Jayden had a unique sense of hospitality or he wouldn't have thought of this place for her. Knowing the city's traffic, she would be lucky to reach her destination within the threatened time and, even if she did, much of her freshness would have been lost. Without wasting further time, she carefully examined her wardrobe and, while she initially remained undecided, she selected a three quarter sleeve magenta colored pencil dress that came down till her knees. Simple pearl ornaments would match well, she thought as she brought out a set from her box. There was a mischievous smile on her face as she opened the drawer containing her lingerie and chose one exquisite white lacy pair from Victoria's. Hoping that she would not be late, she hurriedly left the apartment and strutting in her five inch heels to the elevator. She smiled at the other occupant, an elderly gentleman, who was appreciative of her looks. Amelia decided to leave her car behind, not wanting to drive the distance when she was in such a hurry. Once outside the gates, she quickly hailed a cab and was off for the evening. Jayden was, by now, a bit impatient. It was already fifteen minutes past seven and he was desperate to set his eyes on this woman who was, without a doubt, occupying too much of his mind. He had come straight from office, ensuring that he was not late -- he hated keeping a lady waiting for him but was always gallant even if he was kept waiting himself. His tie hung loose, he never cared too much on looks and usually hated the official attire or dress codes, if imposed. He could have walked in and taken a table but that was unthinkable to him. ...he would wait and he would wait outside. Even though he loved his wife Betty and a fleeting thought of her crept in, he quickly brushed it away. His mind was too full...too full of only one thought, and that was of Amelia. Just at that moment, a cab came to a halt outside the Red Dragon almost beside Jayden. He walked across and opened the door as Amelia slipped out with a radiantly smiling at him. 'I am sorry...I really am,' she was quick to apologize. Jayden knew he had given her a tight window to be at the Red Dragon. He also knew that it would take about thirty minutes of travel time and hence one hour was enough for her. He forced a smile as he opened the door of the cab and offered her a hand to come out of the taxi. "Come." He offered few words and guided her inside the restaurant. The touch of her soft fingers in his hand sent a soft tingle through him. He held her hand till they were inside and had walked up to their seats which were in a relatively discreet corner. He was seated across to her after she was seated. "You're late." He said in a quiet voice and without any preamble. "I am sorry.. " she said and there was intensity in her words when she went on to be more apologetic, "Believe me, I feel so bad. I .. I ...." She looked at him, trying to gauge if her words had been acceptable. "I will not listen to your excuses." He cut her off and his eyes bore into hers, "This will be the last time, let me tell you." His eyes were searching hers, trying to make out the effect that his rasping words had on hers. If she bore this well she could well be the girl that he was seeking. He kept looking at her pretty yet sensual face, the lips coated with a subtle shade that made her desirable. She moved uneasily on the cushioned chair, trying to avoid his gaze. "Last time?" she hedged without looking at him, for she was not sure what he meant. This was not exactly the start to the evening she had imagined so far. Her heart was thumping deep and loud. "Show me your right hand," he said gravely. Instinctively, without questioning, she placed her right hand on the table - a soft, delicate hand that now rested on the table. Jayden placed his own hand over her hand and patted it softly a couple of times. "In future you will do as you are told." His voice was firm and pleasant as if he expected that to always happen. Amelia was surprised at the tone in his voice. When Jayden had called her a couple of hours back, inviting her for dinner, each word carried a warmth that was so appealing to her. In stark contrast, at this moment, it was grave, serious and almost domineering. She felt a cold chill down her spine, as if she was sitting under the glare and scrutiny of a very dominant personality, the likes of whom she had read or heard only but never had an occasion to be acquainted with. She couldn't continue looking at those hypnotic eyes and, involuntarily, her gaze lowered to the table and the hand that rested on hers. The hand was large, strong and manly as it covered her frail hand fully. Her hand shook and she sensed that it was cold. Surely, he would have noticed, she thought, but was too numb to pull her hand away. "Please....",her voice trembled, "I ... I.. It'll never happen again. I am really sorry for being late." Jayden realized how visibly shaken this woman was but didn't want to loosen his control on Amelia's mind. He wanted to dominate and possess her, to have absolute control over her from the first night. He already gathered the impression that she was submissive at heart and the perfect foil to his dominating character. They could make a wonderful pair in the games that he had in mind. While Amelia's eyes remained riveted on the table Jayden's eyes continued to feast on the beauty that sat before him. Her uneasiness and movements had only added to making her more vulnerable and he could make out the rise and fall of her shapely breasts as she took in deep breaths in her shock. Jayden patted her hand reassuringly and, in a deep voice said, "You do realize you are beautiful, don't you? I definitely admire the way you have dressed for me." He deliberately stressed on the word 'me', as if he already possessed her. At least, he tried to give that impression. Without looking up, Amelia could only softly utter, 'Thank you." "You agree to what I said just now, don't you Amelia? You have dressed for me," Jayden said, again in that resonant deep voice which was almost audible beyond the corner where they were sitting. Jayden observed Amelia's discomfort. She was probably shaken first by his stern caution to be on time in future and then by his almost embarrassingly straight forward conclusion that she had dressed for him. He seized this situation to extend her embarrassment. "I am waiting for an answer Amelia. Don't keep me waiting. You have dressed for me?" Amelia felt awkward at this insistence. The fact remained that she was late to reach the place because she was getting ready for him. She remembered how she had chosen each piece she wore, even the lingerie. Involuntarily she moved her thighs close wanting to make sure that her panties was still in place. Wriggling her hand a little to release his grasp, she nodded and whispered, "Yess.." "You know that I am a married man and you are my wife's friend?" Amelia didn't know if this was a question or a statement but Jayden had tightened his grip over his hand. She nodded her head. "And I don't know whether you are married or not .... does that make a difference?" He was actually curious to know if she was indeed married or not. She remained deep in thought and then, realizing that she had been asked a question shook her head. No it did not matter, she pretended. Yet it did make a difference. "Look into my eyes.... NOW," Jayden said as he took her fingers in his own and tugged at them, the very touch resulting in an arousal for him. There was something irresistible in the voice, for Amelia had to look at him. "I have an offer to make," Jayden said. Amelia seemed unable to take a hold of herself as slowly she seemed to be overcome with an inner longing to be dominated by this man. Her fears and apprehensions were giving way to an unknown freedom of unimaginable depths. The voice and the mesmerizing eyes of this man the likes of which she had never encountered before, had sent tremors through her body and she knew her vulnerability would soon be exposed. She feared she would lapse into a swoon before long if she didn't take control of herself. Mustering as much calm as she could generate within her, she tried to respond to the man's unknown offer. "What offers would you make to a married woman?" she asked at last. Jayden smiled. Yes, his hunch had been correct -- she was indeed married. This confirmation, in itself, was enough to enhance his desires another notch. He knew what he wanted and Amelia met those requirements -- young but married, intelligent, articulate, sensual and, possibly, a woman who wanted to explore unknown and untried areas. "An offer of delving into your deepest fantasies Amelia, which I am sure you have in abundance" again that mesmerizing voice as he continued to say, "No, don't deny it Amelia. I have known and felt this within you the moment you were introduced by Betty." He gripped her hand a bit harder now. Amelia blushed beyond measure, her cheeks almost crimson. How on earth did this man ever get to know what longed deep inside her. As far as she knew she never discussed this with anyone, not even Betty. Yet, now, she squirmed in her chair as the very thoughts kept flooding her mind in waves. She just looked up once at Jayden and then her glance, once again, was on the hand which was virtually squeezing her own. "Go on Amelia, tell me", he commanded. "Tell you what?" she asked as her mind raced through random thoughts that usually crept in at various moments during her existence. "That you have fantasized a lot about being someone truly and fully," he said gently before continuing, "even though you are married." She had never thought that her innermost secret of her mind would be so apparent to this man holding her hand. She was perplexed and unsure, not knowing whether to tell the truth or simply deny what the man had concluded. In the end, as was her character, she stuck to the truth. "Yesss ..." she whispered in the end, barely audible to herself. "And in your heart and mind you are open to explore and find out what doors that may open?" Jayden asked. She nodded shyly, unable to look at this man in the eye. "Do you trust me?" His face was now serious and was eager to know how far this girl would proceed. "Yes. I do," she said, nodding her head as well. Jayden paused, pleased at her response, before he went on. "I ask you to submit to me and be my girl. I will... with you, explore the deepest of the pleasures," he paused before he continued to say, "... and the pains that a man and woman can only dream about but hesitate to indulge in. And yet they are capable of wildly sharing these experiences with one another." The mention of word pain sent a shiver through her body and Jayden could sense this in the soft hand that he held. He tightened his grip to comfort her. "Rest assured Amelia, we will never allow this to intervene or affect our married lives. We will remain wedded to our respective spouses and fulfill those obligations that are expected in our family. Our love for our spouses will not lessen in the least," he said trying to sound convincing. He paused just for a moment, continuing to look into her eyes and search for indications of acceptance or resistance. Jayden could make out that Amelia was in the process of surrendering herself and it would be soon that he would get her complete submission. "You will be my girl at the times that we agree to be together. You will submit to me during those times ... in totality.. in ways that we will agree to. I will always care for your wellbeing, both physical and mental.... for your safety and from any harm that may come because of this relation that we shall now have." He waited for her to absorb all that he had said. Satisfied that she was not in denial mode, he wanted a confirmation. "Do you have any questions?" he whispered. Her glossy lips quivering, Amelia was embalmed in an excitement she had never felt before. The man's whispers, his words, his wishes now seemed to be ringing melodiously in her ears. How often she had visualized these situations, how often these recurred in her fantasies! Amelia had so many things to ask but simply blurted out something so very inconsequential that she blushed again before responding. "I would hesitate to call you by your name. How should I address you?" she asked and apprehended that he would laugh at her immaturity. To Amelia's surprise, Jayden didn't laugh at all, neither was there any trace of a smile on his lips. Rather, he was most serious and the voice carried tones of someone who certainly expected obedience. "No, don't call me by name. You should know what you must call those who deserve your obedience Amelia. Go on, think - what have you been calling such persons in your fantasies?" Hadn't she heard voices in her past, in years gone by, when she was much, much younger and others expected obedience from her? Now, it was the same voice, the same tone. She feared then but now, there was an attraction which she couldn't bear to ignore. She thought it over and over again -- the one name which befitted that voice that exuded command. "Master" she said at last, in whispered tones, lest raising her voice be interpreted to mean disobedience. Jayden squeezed her hand and looked into her eyes before responding. "Yes," he said, "that is what you will call me from now on because you have agreed to submit yourself to me and be my girl. Because the Master alone can give you all the pleasures that you seek and you thought in your fantasies. Isn't that so Amelia?" Amelia's face flushed with her hand still in his. Jayden was gently caressing his fingers on the inside of her palms as it sent further goose bumps through her. She was experiencing a sensation never felt earlier, something that seemed to take complete control of her mind. She clasped her thighs in an effort to contain a flow that appeared to drip into the soft panties that covered her underneath. The sight of this man sitting in front of her was so imposing that her answer to Jayden's question was spontaneous. "Yes master!" she said at last. "Any more questions?" he enquired wishing to be fully convinced that Amelia would be willing to go the whole way towards her submission. "Jayden... ahh sorry.... Master.. where would you see me.. umm.. we shall meet?" "I have an apartment that I own ... an investment that helps me enjoy a privacy that I seek at times. I have furnished it well .... a sort of retreat really. No one lives there. I will give you the key so that you will be able to get in any time that you wish," Jayden said. Amelia continued to listen with rapt attention. "This retreat that I am talking of is located in a block of many and named SPIRAL APARTMENTS. "You will be able to park your car there in one of the two parking slots that I have taken with the apartment," Jayden said as he delved into his pocket and pulled out a house key with an entry card and placed it on the table, "But more of that later ... here, the keys to my apartment." "Master ... " her mind excited yet clearly worried, "there's something that bothers me. What if my husband were to know? And what sort and degree of pain did you refer to? Amelia Ch. 02 It is hard to believe that so much has changed and yet so little has changed. That young couple who were so in love before they got married were even more in love. I was really surprised that they weren't pregnant yet. Come to find out, their parents asked them to wait awhile because there had been a rash of separations. That was nothing big; Amelia liked sucking off Jeremiah or having it blown on her. I couldn't wait to see what they had planned for this time. I knew that I was going to have to draw a line at some point but I hadn't seen it yet. The couple lived maybe 100 yards from her family. We sat around and talked for a while but avoided most real world subjects unless they inquired about an explanation of something. Amelia and I went to see her mom while Jeremiah helped her dad feed. I don't think her mom likes me much, only if she knew. She was hurting and I could tell it. She was large-chested so no one could walk on her back. I asked her to give me a hug. She agreed and as she breathed out, I squeezed gently and she cracked loud. I held her for a second and then let her go. She took a deep breath, it didn't hurt as much. Then I asked if she wanted the rest to pop. Before I did it, I said, "A guy cannot do this; my chest is what enables me." I put her in an arm lock and leaned back and she zippered. Amelia held her mom up when I let go. You could see the relief in her face. She right went back to work. As we went to leave, she gave me a quick smile and I nodded. Amelia couldn't believe what I had done as her mom did not like me at all. I told her I needed a little work done while Jeremiah was gone. We shut the door and I kissed her. I lay down and first she walked on my back and then rubbed me down. I taught her about chest muscles, and she was good. The next thing I knew, I was waking up to Jeremiah beside me. He asked me to move to the corner and be real quiet. He walked out and I moved into the chair. He brought Amelia in and the first thing she said was, "Where's Kelli?" "She went for a walk." He made mad passionate love to her and it was really hard for me to stay quiet. They went on and on. Finally, he was lying beside her when he made eye contact with me. He sat up and stuck his dick in her mouth so she couldn't see me. I got up, took off my shirt and went over to her, sticking my face in her pussy. She wrapped her legs around me and I was buried. I teased her and pleased her. I finally set up and she went to say something. I shoved two fingers in her pussy and winked at her. Jeremiah gave me room. I intended to use the move I use with my girlfriend, turning my fingers downward. I was slowly working her and then pointed my fingers down and placed my lubed thumb in her ass. I went to town and she was going nuts so I added another finger and then another. My thumb was in her ass and she was going insane. I fucked her hard till she came; I took out 1 finger and thumb and gave her another orgasm or two. Finally she went limp and collapsed. Jeremiah gave me a funny look and said. "Why aren't you moving your hand?" I looked at him and said, "This is why," and pulled very slightly. She clamped down harder and squirmed. I told him, "She is trying to break my fingers but I would rip her inside out if I pulled out." He came down and looked, my upper knuckles were turning white. She finally calmed down and started pushing my fingers out. She sat up and grabbed my hair, pulled me to her and kissed me like she needed air. Then she grabbed my tits. I could see the hunger in her eyes, she was in a trance. I told Jeremiah he better get comfortable because she is not going to quit until she does what she thinks she needs to do. I laid back because there was no arguing with her. She licked and sucked leaving a very large hickey and then she headed south. She stripped me down and face dove right into my pussy. Instinct took over and she rocked my world. I was coming as hard as her and then she pulled my trick and finger fucked me. I was in control still and I saw Jeremiah was hard. I asked, "Do you want to know what I felt just a couple of minutes ago?" I got into doggy and had him insert. I whispered in her ear to work my clit. He was fucking me hard and then I clamped down and I stopped him in full stroke. I came on his dick, twice before I let go but then there were aftershocks. I looked over my shoulder and practically yelled, "FUCK MY BRAINS OUT!!!!" Amelia was sucking and playing with my clit. She got a facial as he pounded me and then I flooded everything and collapsed. She curled up in front of me and Jeremiah was behind me and we fell asleep. I was awakened to Jeremiah's dick head at the entrance of ass. I shifted my hips and he slid into my pussy. I was going to finger his sleeping wife, but he stopped me and said, "I want to say thank you for helping us celebrate our anniversary." He proceeded to fuck me slow and deep. It was amazing. He rolled on top of me and continued a nice slow fuck. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "I love fucking you and pleasing you but there is something I want to see." I looked at him with a questioning look. He kissed me and then said, "I want my anniversary present to Amelia to be a threesome with you and your girlfriend, with me watching. She wants it but she is afraid that you will say no." I looked away for a second and then said I will do it on 3 conditions- 1.You provide your dick if asked 2.It take place at my house cause we wouldn't have enough room here and my girlfriend is way too loud 3.Fuck me now to show me how bad you want this to happen I don't remember the next 20 minutes or so. He fucked me till I was practically begging him to stop and then he flipped me over and fucked me till we both came. I guess he really did want this to happen. I told him that we would tell her that I wanted to take you two somewhere special. She won't tell me no. We woke her up and got ready to go. I told her mom and she said, "Pop my back again and I will pretend I didn't see you leave." I told her I was just taking them to meet my husband and a few of my friends and celebrate. "Can I have them for 3 days?" She agreed. I told her that I would pop her back again and asked if there was anything she needed. She told me what she could use if it wasn't an inconvience and I went back to the house and said, "Let's go." I would find something special for her mom that wasn't practical. "Mom said yes?" "Well, no but she said she would look the other way. Plus I am going to bring her a few things she needs." We left and she was looking out the window, then she turned her back. In truth I think she kind of wished she could go. When I got in range, I called James and Texas to set things up. James would have to watch from our bedroom with all the camera feeds. All Texas said is, "If this is what you want, I will help." We drove around for a little bit before going to my place. When we got there things were kind of weird as the kids had never really been off the farm. We sat in the living room and talked. Finally Amelia asked me to show her where the restroom was. When she walked in, she asked me to stay. "What's going on?" I leaned over and kissed her and said, "Ask your husband." She went out and I hollered at James and Texas to come to the bedroom. The kids needed some alone time. I kissed Texas and asked her, "What do you think?" She shrugged. I asked, "Is everything okay?" and she nodded it was. James was watching the monitor intently so I knew something was happening. I walked into the living room and she was on his lap. I started kissing the nape of her neck. I took her hand and led her to a soft mattress on the floor. I was keeping her attention when Texas came up behind. Amelia started to freak and looked at Jeremiah. He said, Honey I love you. I know that ever since you have been with Kelli and knew she had a girlfriend this is what you have wanted. This is my anniversary present to you, have fun. I gently turned her face toward mine and I kissed her. As I looked deep in her eyes, I said, what do you want? She was quiet and then said, can I start by watching you and Texas so I know what you do to me. I kissed her again and then I said only if you kiss Texas, Texas waited till she moved in and then very tentatively at first kissed and then Amelia got bolder. I looked at Jeremiah and winked. I sat back. Amelia and Texas started to undress each other. I gave small tips along the way. Finally they both turned on me. They worked very well together. We fucked and sucked for a long time. I told Jeremiah to fuck his wife and James came and fucked me. We all fell asleep shortly there after. The next day I took Amelia and Texas with me to go shopping. We picked up all the things I needed for Amelia's mom and then I dropped them off to go find something special. I found a Boyd's Bear in a kitchen that said, Love begins in the kitchen. It was perfect. I went back and the girls were talking on my bed. I kissed them both and laid down. It wasn't long before we were at it again. I told Amelia to sit back and watch what a wild ride looks like. I fucked Texas hard and put her away very wet. We had a very nice dinner and went to bed early. I wanted to get Mom's stuff to her before she got into her routine. She had just finished cleaning the kitchen when we walked in with her stuff. I sent Jeremiah and Amelia away and said I would see them before I left. As she was putting things away, I set the bear on the table and walked into the other room. The next thing I knew, she was standing behind me. She asked, why? Because I wanted to say thank you for everything you did for me and for trusting me. She turned me around and hugged me. I popped her back but still she didn't let go. She tried to walk away but there was a tear in her eye. I went to hug her again but she turned away from me so I started to rub her back and she melted in my hands. I had her lay down on her bed and I rubbed her good but I hadn't found her tension spot. I knew it was her chest muscles, so I asked her if she trusted me. If you do, turn over. She did and I laid my hands on her chest and she tried to move. I said trust me and I started to work her over. She finally started to relax and then she caught me off guard. What did you do to Amelia to make her so happy? I kept her from doing something dumb for what she read in a book. Show me, please. I leaned down and kissed her and you could tell that she was hesitant but didn't pull away. I proceeded to let my hands wander as I said, I just showed her how to make her body feel good and to please Jeremiah. Show me, please. I was very soft and gentle and made her like putty in my hands. She finally stopped me and said; I am feeling things I never felt before. I feel ashamed. I said I didn't do anything but relax you, minus the kiss. Every person is different. Older women just want to be appreciated and loved and relaxed. You are very easy for me to do those things for you and I do other things to your daughter. This is between you and me and no one has to know. Amelia has my address if you need me. I leaned up to kiss her on the cheek but she turned her head and kissed me. I walked out and went to say good-bye to the kids. Some months later I got a note, which at first I thought was from Amelia, but it was from Anna. It read: Kelli, I talked to Amelia this morning and we both need worked on. If you could, would you come next Saturday, as the men will be gone. Anna I drove out to see them. When I walked in Amelia got up, kissed me on the cheek and walked out. I looked at Anna and said, I have something for you and handed her a box. It was a sewing Boyd's Bear that read, Life is sewed with love. I spent several hours doing exactly what she wanted. She wants a `little more every time. I went down and took care of Amelia and then we came back to the house. Over a glass of tea it was decided. I would come every 6-8 weeks to relieve stress. It is a nice reliever for me and sometimes I bring Texas to visit with Amelia while I take care of a very beautiful woman, or two, or three. How lucky can a girl be? To be continued...