Clandestine Nights

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OOC
John was 50, the years had been kind, and his rigorous physical activities made people assume he was at least 5 years younger. His rugged features hinted at something darker than the Vice President’s position he held at International Securities which was in the international currency markets, but also provided discretionary services to a discriminating clientele.

Back in the university his fraternity mates used to speculate about what multiple of your age you could be making per year and how long and you could keep that pace up. Most of them had gone directly into the university John had spent 4 years in the military, and government service before going into the university. He had come into the business world at 28, already making triple his age in salary. Now at 50, his publicly reported earnings were 6 times his age.

John had a number of responsibilities in the company , one he considered a perk was the annual recruiting trips to his old Alma Mater. Each year he had the opportunity to strengthen his position in the Alumni Association and hire a new apprentice for the company. Last year he ventured from his normal candidates and focused his attention on a dazzling coed. Her body was trim and firm, with long sensuous legs that should wrapped around a lover. He had allowed himself to envision her in other settings, special settings reserved for an elite group with common erotic interests. It had always been John’s desire to keep his personal interests separate from his business environment, so he had seriously considered not hiring this vixen and using her in other ways. After a second round of interviews at the office, she had been hired.

Initially, John set aside his other thoughts and was pleased with Melanie’s intelligence and ambition. But he continued to observe her; he could not help but be entranced with her auburn hair, which draped to her shoulders in waves. Her lips hinted at her true sexuality and the pleasures she could provide with her lips and tongue. She had a habit of licking her lips which always aroused John. Looking into Melanie’s dark eyes was like staring into a dark pool at night, trying to imagine what secrets were hidden within.

When John overheard Melanie sharing her interests, in John, with a co-worker he know it was time to move forward. He arranged for her to be at an exclusive bistro, as part of a business meeting, the next Friday evening.

 

[Destiny]

Melanie Daniels

The darkened room was smoke filled and noisy. Her eyes skimmed the rim over her glass of wine as she sat on he barstool Several men admired her lithe form as she remained almost motionless like a marble statue. Her Long auburn hair fell in waves and curls along the center of her back. The ambient light of the bar hinted at red high lights and darker promises along her lips. Long delicate lashes framed almost black eyes as she continued to survey the room. A small pink tongue slipped out as she caressed it along her lips to lick the fluid from them as she set the glass down onto the top of the bar.

Another look at her watch and she began to uncoil her legs and frame from the barstool and prepare to leave. That is when she saw it a piece of paper lying on top of her purse. It hadn't been there before, where had it come from? Her name was scrawled across the top of it and in a bold script. Reaching for the expensive piece of paper her hand gave away her nervousness as it shook slightly. Her cool Demeanor slipped a bit more as she looked around the room and finally opened the piece of folded vellum.

It read......Tomorrow night ....at the chateau.... three article of clothing your choice. She was in. The elevation of her blood was quick and a surge of pleasure slipped through her body. She was finally going to meet him. refolding the paper back up she grabbed up the rest of her belongings and left the bar. Walking toward the subway, Melanie couldn't believe it, she had actually been chosen. She hadn't known what to expect when she had told her friend that she was interested in the VP of the company, but hopefully now she was going to find out. Rumors abounded he had particular tastes and she wanted to find out what those tastes included.

Stepping into her two room flat she stripped from her clothing slowly. Three article of clothing...what the hell.... Shaking her head she moved to her closet and began to go over the clothing there, something sleek and soft. There that was it a black velvet spaghetti strapped dress that complimented her hips and ass to perfection. Next a pair of silk thigh highs and finally a strappy pair of sandals. Three articles of clothing. placing them aside she moved to the bedroom and began to prepare for her day off and to dream of the night that was to come.....

 

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John:

Setting up her trip to the Bistro was child’s play, compared to the scenarios he had orchestrated in his prior life and with the company. He was in place before she arrived and observed her every move. Shortly after she arrived, the bartender gave her the phone, and he informed her that he would not be able to make the meeting. He invited her to enjoy a diner and drinks, the bistro would put the charges on his tab.

While Melanie ordered her drink, he slipped a note onto her purse, lingering just long enough to inhale her intoxication scent. John returned to his vantage point, watching her, becoming immediately aroused as she unwound her legs from the bar stool and departed.

He left shortly after and began his preparations.

 

[Destiny]

Melanie Daniels

She awoke the next morning and it being the weekend she didn't have that much to do. Rising from her bed naked she stretched at the side of it and slowly lifted her arms up and over her head and then bent at the waist to touch her toes. A couple of times and she was more limber. Walking naked through the apartment she was comfortable here alone in her world. She prepared breakfast for herself and some for her cat.

Moving back through the rooms of her spacious 5th floor apartment she moved to the bedroom and dressed in a pair of tight shorts and a tank top and began to clean the rooms. A meticulously neat person she didn't have much to do but it would keep her busy. Finally it was getting through the day and it was about 6 PM when she began her preparations.

Hair brushed back and along her shoulders, she put on a spare amount of makeup, only enough to highlight her eyes and draw attention to her lips. Her best feature in her honest opinion. Finally moving back into the bedroom, she slid on first one thigh high black stocking and straightened the line that ran up the back of her thighs and then repeated the procedure on her other leg. She had nice long legs and she prided herself on keeping them fit and herself as well. Then next came the shoes a pair of black stiletto pumps that match the black silk sheath dress. The dress slid along her body pausing at her breasts and then sliding further along her body as she tugged on the hem. Her nipples were taunt and the cloth clung her her breasts like a lover's caress. The dress was just long enough to be decent and short enough to show off her gorgeous figure. Finally completely dressed and ready to go she left her apartment and headed for the car park. AS she arrived from the elevator. Standing there was a gentlemen in a chauffeur's hat and holding the door open to a black limousine. Melanie blinked and looked around and her attention snapped back to the man standing there as she swallowed. "Miss Daniel's I will be taking you to your destination tonight. " His voice was a deep rumbling sound and the look in his eyes showed he was very appreciative of the picture she created. Moving to slide into the limo Melanie was quite aware hie eyes didn't miss anything as they wandered over her body. It sent a chill along her spine and she wondered for the first time that day if she was making a mistake.....

 

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John:

John was relaxing after his driver and trusted confidant, Dusan, left to pick up Melanie. Dusan and John had first met in Serbia. John had saved Dusan’s life and later brought him to this country. Conversely, Dusan was one of two people that had personal knowledge of John’s ordeals in Serbia and how they contributed to his character today. The only other person was the Medical Officer who worked John before his release form government service. John’s apprehension to relinquish control and desire to gain control of all situations had led him to his current level of professional and social success; they also could be traced to his approach to personal and intimate relationships.

The smoke rose slowly from the Cohiba cigar, now resting in the ashtray; and John sipped the chilled Grey Goose Vodka. He had been looking forward to this night since he first laid eyes on Melanie. Finally, he was going to realize what he had only fantasized to this point. It wasn’t as though he had been celibate or certainly not monogamous during this time, but she had always been in his thoughts. Eventually the others may want to join his pleasures, for now she was his and his alone, besides they all had their own interests/activities.

Dusan and Melanie would arrive soon; John rose and walked to the mirror to evaluate his appearance. His suit hung flawlessly on his hardened body. The graying at the temples and his deep blue eyes were two of his attributes that helped him seduce any woman he had wanted. The four years in the military and his travels to remote parts of the world had provided sexual skills and tastes that intimidated some women, but left them always wanting more. The only women that moved out of John’s life were those he had tired of, or he wanted out. Glancing back at the mirror, one last time, his rested on the deep scar along the side of his right eye, it was the only flaw visible to most people. Some did not consider it a flaw; to them it enhanced his mystery. Most would not be able to comprehend the past that had created this scar and others in more intimate parts of his body.

John walked over to the string quartet, sitting behind the sheer drape and indicated they could start playing. It was on no concern that the drape was sheer; each member of the quartet was blindfolded. The other members of the staff at the Chateau would not be allowed into this room tonight. Only Dusan would have access to John and Melanie. The other members of the elite group that owned and enjoyed the Chateau had respected John’s wish to have the place to him self tonight. In reality, none had ever failed to respect John’s requests, since he had created the Chateau and brought each of them into the membership.

The door opened and Dusan led Melanie into the room. She stopped in her tracks; she could not conceal her awe of the surroundings. She could not have imagined this place in her wildest dreams. This gave John the opportunity to gaze at Melanie and her choice of attire. He was impressed by her dress, but more impressed with her beauty. Her business attire concealed the full magnificence of her beauty. Her legs were perfect in John’s estimation. To John her lips revealed the true nature of her sexuality. It had been Melanie’s face, her lips and eyes that first captured and maintained his interests. Seeing more of her body now, he knew she was worth the wait and that she could not fully anticipate the pleasures she would enjoy tonight. The black dress clung to Melanie’s breasts, and did nothing to conceal her hardened nipples. John took the last drink of Vodka from the glass, set it down and walked towards Melanie.

 

[Destiny]

Melanie Daniels

The man driving the limo was dark and mysterious looking and explained she could indulge in any of the drinks in the limo as he continued along the dark streets. Melanie had only ever been in a limo once before in high school and not since, this was a definite treat.

Pouring herself a glass of champagne she sipped at it coolly as she extended her legs before her and relaxed in the darker interior of the limo. When she moved to open the window she was informed that they were liked and she would have to wait until she got to her destination to see her surroundings. The lights of the city soon pasted away and she barely glimpsed through the dark limo windows that they were heading a long way out. She would never have found the place she now realizes as they finally stop.

The man gets out of the limo and moves to her door and opens it as he extends his hand toward her and states,"welcome to the Château Miss Daniels." Melanie nods and slides from the car and rises to her full height sliding her hands along her dress nervously as her heels crunch on the gravely drive. Taking a deep breath she walks along behind the man who drove her here and into the building proper. The decor of the building was gorgeous better then anything she had ever seen in her entire life and as she was lead along to a room on the lower level she can't seem to see enough. Finally she enters a room and her attention is riveted on the vaulted ceilings as the man who drove her opens the door, stepping into the room still holding the glass of champagne from the car she turns slowly around in the room looking at all the paintings and furniture. The music soon draws her attention and she finally looks to where it seems some men are behind a draped curtain.

Her hand slides along her hips and she finally looks at the man that arranged the meeting and she clears her throat," Mr. Davis...I."her voice falters some as she blinks not really sure what to say at this point now faced with the man of the company. Her breath was deep making her breasts rise and fall slowly as she takes a few more steps forward.

 

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John:

I watched Melanie walk into the room, immediately pleased with her choice of attire. Her long silky legs were stunning on their own. But the black stockings did highlight the delightful curves of her calves. As I walked over to her, she started to speak.

“Mr. Davis, I...."

Melanie did not seem to know what to say, not about the Chateau, about my appearance, or about the fact that she was actually here. Her breathing was deep making her breasts rise and fall slowly, the touch of her nipples against the fabric, the excitement of the moment, the anticipation of our encounter, all had her nipples rock hard, pressing against the light fabric of her dress.

Melanie took a few more steps forward, as I moved toward her and took her into my arms.

“I am so happy to see you here, my dear.”

I embraced her face, lifting it ot mine, and met her lips with a kiss. My arms embraced her, and my hands slid over her body, I was again pleased to confirm she wore no undergarments. As my lips parted and my tongue traced lines on her lips, gently parting them, my hand settled on that perfect ass and pulled her close to my body. Melanie did not resist, as her body molded to mine. My tongue slid past her lips as both our mouths open into a kiss filled with lust. The lust I had felt from the moment we had met, and obviously a lust she shared as well. If Melanie had any questions about my intentions for this evening, they should be clear to her now.

Dusan left he room as I loosened my embrace. Our kiss ended, and I cleared my throat.

“Now that everyone has arrived, I have taken the liberty of having the staff prepare a light meal, let’s sit and talk over some wine and dinner.”

 

[Destiny]

The Kiss

The Kiss rocked her off her feet, she wasn't sure what to expect but the kiss wasn't there in her mind. As his warm hand engulfed her face she was stunned and his eyes so magnetic to her own drew her into a whirl pool of deep longing. Then the kiss began. It was one of those lips meeting lips kiss that started at the base of your stomach and slowly slid up and into the middle of your torso. its fingers wrapped around your muscles making them jello kisses. his hands slid from her face and yet the kiss continued and it sent a wave of desire along her stomach down between her legs and around to her back turning her into a waiting zombie. Her body was his to mold as he pleased at that point.

His hand at her ass barely registered as he lifted his lips from her own and looked into her eyes once more and she finally remembered to breathe. She had never had anything like that happen to her and doubted like it would ever happen again. She had no doubts where the night would lead, and she licks her swollen lips as she nodded slowly to his question, was it a question. Food was mentioned. She swallowed and followed all in a breath of time her mind whirling with the thought of what more he could, would do to her. Her legs felt like sponges and she had to concentrate to walk moving almost mechanically to the table still not having uttered a word.

 

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John:

The kiss had the affect on Melanie, he had anticipated. She seemed lost in a trance as they moved to the table. Her nipples betrayed her as she had leaned into his body during the embrace. He knew she was ready. What he had not counted on was how he had also been consumed by her passion as she returned his kiss and molded into his embrace. Melanie was everything he had anticipated and more.

As they sat down and crossed her legs, Melanie’s dress rode high displaying the tops of her black stockings. John cleared his throat.

“Melanie you have amazing legs, so trim and smooth. My first reaction when you walked in tonight was that your black stockings would conceal the natural beauty of your legs. But, I have to admit they actually highlight them and enhance your sensuality in that dress.”

Melanie smiled, as her cheeks pinked. She said something. John heard her voice but did not comprehend her words. His eyes were locked on Melanie’s legs. While she spoke, she had uncrossed her legs and lifted one pretending to smooth the stocking. Doing so she had opened her legs and allowed John an obstructed, intimate view of the treasures she would share as the night progressed. A sacred spot already moist, evidence of her passion.

John was unaware of Melanie’s smile as she stared at him staring at her. Neither was conscious of how much time passed before John’s mouth snapped shut and his gaze returned to Melanie’s eyes.

He face reflected no embarrassment when his eyes locked on hers; his pleasure with her was more than evident. John reached for the wine and poured two glasses. Offering her a glass, he said.

“Let’s toast to new liaisons, secret passions, and forbidden pleasures.”

 

[Destiny]

Melanie

Walking was at best mechanical her stomach was doing butterfly turns as John walked her along the room to the table he had had prepared for their rendezvous. She slid into the chair and slid her hands along her skirt as John paid her a compliment on her dressing for the evening. A slow soft laugh left her lips and she decided to tease him only slightly. She watched him surreptitiously to see if he would notice and was unsurprised perhaps when he looked directly at her sex and she quickly shifted and rearranged herself once more.

How was she keeping her cool while she did that she would never know. She wasn't a virgin by any means, but she wasn't a slut either and having shown off the most secret of her places she grabbed her glass as he made the toast.

“Let’s toast to new liaisons, secret passions, and forbidden pleasures.”

The glasses touched and she brought the rim to her lips and took a long slow drink of the dark red fluid. Licking her lips slowly she tilted the glass back down and smiled once more as she lifted one hand up and began to slide her finger along the rim of her glass slowly. Her voice was soft as she talks,"So tell me John? do you often bring women here to be seduced?"

 

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Seduced, the word sounds almost innocent spoken by itself. When Melanie spoke the word it seemed both innocent and provocative.
The movement of her finger on the rim of the glass, combined with the way she licked that wayward drop of wine from the rim was seductive.

“Melanie, you were not invited here for an innocent seduction. I originally built the Chateau as a place to satisfy my desires, my hungers. Over the years I have gathered a group of like minded individuals who enjoy similar pleasures. There are very few rules for those who share in the pleasures enjoyed here. One is that what happens here is never spoken of outside these walls. The other is that each person participates at their own will.”

I leaned back into my chair, and enjoyed my cigar before taking a sip from my wine glass. I wanted to give Melanie time to consider my words.

“Yes, there is seduction here. But do not be confused, the Chateau exists to satisfy lusts, debauchery, and what many may consider perversions. Your seduction began long before you were invited, and I believe you have teased me long enough. You are correct though, the time is right for a seduction. It is time for you to stop teasing; it is time for you to seduce me. Tell me of your unfulfilled passions, better yet show me. Seduce me as you have no other. Your desires are evident on your face and in the scent from the growing moistness between your legs which betrays you.”

Leaning forward I slid my hand under her dress and gathered Melanie’s nectar on my finger. Drawing my hand back, I leaned back in my chair, raised my hand inhaling deeply of Melanie essence. As I licked her taste from my finger, I stared into her eyes waiting for her reaction.

 

[Destiny]

She listened to everything he had to say, she had heard the rumors of women being asked here by various high profile men within the company. Had also heard John never asked for anyone. His candor and his ease way of explaining things made her shiver as she thought of what he said.

"So," her voice faltered her and she cleared it and started once more,"So if I don't want this then you will let me leave and nothing will happen to me? I won't be harassed or anything like that at work." She had worked to hard to get where she was within the business world, she would do anything to keep herself in an upward momentum.

When John leaned back in his chair and regarded her for the longest time she blushed finally for the first time not used to such open lust in the look of a man she only knew as the owner of the company.

John spoke again and now more intimately of her body and how she was feeling, she found feel the heat of her sex now, could smell her scent wrapping around her like a cloak. Could feel the sweat and her body's natural lubricant building along her inner thighs. When he leaned forward and slid his hand up and along her thigh the flushed cheeks brightened redder. No man had ever been this straight forward and possessive of her body in her life. Men in school had called her the ice queen because she wouldn't go out with any of them.

She watched in fascination as he looked into her eyes and slowly slid his hand up and along her sex and gathered her juices onto his fingers. Her breathing escalated and as his fingers brushed her clit her lips parted in a slight gasp of pleasure. Her hands went to the arm of the chair and she quickly thrust her hips pressing her deeper into the chair and away from the hand that had been there.

"So you have brought me here to satisfy some craving you have for me, or is this to be something else? Pass me around to the men of your office as you all take your turns with a new toy?" Her voice faltered slightly as she awaited his response.

 

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Destiny:
"So you have brought me here to satisfy some craving you have for me, or is this to be something else? Pass me around to the men of your office as you all take your turns with a new toy?"

John:

"You assume too much my dear. Nothing you do, or don't do, here will ever affect your position in the office, unless you want it to."

I stood abruptly, standing directly in front of Melanie.

"Trust me, you will never do anything here that you do not want to do, in fact I expect you will plead for more pleasure."

Lifting her face, I leaned in to kiss her again. She was breathing heavily and her breasts rose and fell with each breath. Leaning further, my lips brushed over her neck as I exhaled close to ear.

"Melanie, it is true that I want you, but you are not a craving to me, not yet at least. You could try to tell me you don't want to be, that you don't want to fulfill your own lust, but your wet pussy betrays you."

I released the lever that allowed the chair to fully recline.

Standing now between her wide open legs, with her dress now at her waist, Melanie glistened in the candle light. She made no effort to conceal her body or her passion. Kneeling now, I ran my hands up her wet thighs. As I leaned forward, I inhaled deeply.

"UHMMMMMMMMMM, I do love the scent of a woman's lust."

 

[Destiny]

As the chair fell back into a full reclining position and Melanie was now exposed to the man before her, her breathing almost stopped she was that excited. Her eye betrayed her passion as did the scent of her body filling the air around her and then man that moved between her thighs.

Melanie shifts as he moved in closer and ran his fingers along her inner thigh. Her wet pussy easily accessible to him now as she moaned softly. His touch was like liquid heat to her and made her whimper slightly as she looked along her body and into the eyes of the man there and she was speechless and unable to form a thought in her head let alone put it together for a sentence to ask, to know what he wanted from her then, later....forever.