Paris Moon (closed)

[Arioso]

Let's see if I can coax a Tiger out of the brush...oh Tii-ii-iiger...

A closed thread for Hunting Tiger and Arioso.


The first time, it had been a sick Labrador. After overcoming nerves, schedule conflicts, and the Atlantic Ocean, they'd been poised to meet when his faithful, four-legged friend of eight years had developed a severe case of the doggie flu. And so the plans fell through.

Then it had been her flooded basement, which pretty much wiped out her savings account for a while...

...then his cousin's wedding...

...her passport expiring, and the new one getting lost in the mail...

...his job...

...her job...

It had to be a jinx, that's all there was to it. It was worse than Murphy's Law, more certain than death and taxes. If they made plans to meet, inevitably something would go wrong, forcing them to postpone yet again.

They'd been talking about meeting each other for close to two years. Their bad luck had become a running joke by now, although the prospect of finally satisfying their curiosity always glimmered on the horizon like a beacon...holding out hope...urging them to make just one more try...

But now...this time...would it work?

Danielle Genovese, 29, freelance writer for the Village Voice, waited anxiously on the Pont des Arts to meet a man she'd only encountered in the virtual world of message boards and e-mail. Her curly, dark hair was swept up atop her head in an elegant twist, so she could feel the cool, night breeze against the nape of her neck. She wrapped her arms around herself and paced.

Would he come?

In her hand, she clutched a red rose. They hadn't so much as exchanged photographs, enjoying the element of mystery in their online friendship, so when they'd discussed how to recognize one another, she had told him to look for the lady in blue holding a red rose.

So she waited beneath the Paris moon, watching its light reflected in the silently flowing Seine, as she shivered in her indigo silk dress, wishing that she'd told him to look for the lady in a nice, warm overcoat (but still holding a red rose). Danielle rubbed her hands over her bare arms and pressed her silk-clad legs together, trying to keep warm. She could have kicked herself: she knew what the weather was like in Paris this time of year. She traveled here often enough.

But she'd wanted the romance. Even if they did no more than share a friendly dinner and a stroll through the festively lit streets, Danielle had let herself get caught up in the romance of flying off to Paris to meet her unseen online friend. So, as impractical as it was for a cool autumn night, she'd opted for a sleeveless, blue silk cocktail dress that looked perfect for a night on the town, but did little to keep out the chill.

Then she heard the warm, hollow echo of footsteps on the wooden planks of the Pont des Arts. Her hopes rose as she turned toward the sound. A man's shadow heralded his approach on the moonlit bridge, but he was still too far away for Danielle to see his face so she couldn't tell...

...was he looking for her?

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

OOC: Ole Andersen, a 26 year old laywer to be from Norway. Ole could have been a raw model for all Scandinavian, with his tall lean body, his blue eyes and his blond hair.

IC: Pont des Arts ! Her choise had surprised him at first, Ole had always thought that if you should meet someone in Paris you would choose Champ's Elysses but that was before he had seen the bridge that he was about to cross. The dim lights of the bridge and its wooden planks changed it from just a bridge to something else. Where if not in Paris, the city of romance, would you find a place like this with Louvren on one side of the Seine and at a distant The Eiffel Tower on the other.

He had had to make his own image of Danielle since he didn't know anything about her looks but he had assumed that she was a romantic from day one. Her words "Look for a lady in blue with a red rose" had been another bit in the puzzle that was Danielle and now that he walked over the bridge he knew in his heart that he was right.

Was she the dark figure in front of him, he wasn't sure yet but it seemed as if somebody was waiting nervously there.

Ole wasn't a guy who got nervous but this time it was different, he wasn't even sure that she would turn up since they had had so many disappointing efforts behind them and if she did, would she really be 29 and not 17 or 53? He still had the warning words from his friends ringing in his ears but he had decided to go for it, the worst thing that could happen would be that he had to spend a week alone in Paris and he was sure that he as a single would be able to have lots of fun if he only took the chance.

It was a chilly evening so he was glad that he had chosen to wear a dark jacket over his shirt and he knew he would match her as long as she didn't turn up in jeans and a tshirt.

He wasn't more than 20 meter away when the woman infront of him turned around. He walked closer to her and then he saw it, the rose in her hand. His face lit up in a smile, a smile that got broader as he came closer to her. He had been planning this for months but the only words he could find was

"Hi Danielle !?"

He saw the smile on her face as she said

"Hi Ole, its great to see you"

He opened his arms for her and she slipped into his embrace without hesitation. It was a long hug in silence, a silence that finally was broken as he leaned backwards and said
"It took some time to meet but it was worth every moment of waiting" ... he felt her shiver from the cold and continued
"I hope you didn't have to wait too long for me"

 

[Arioso]

A sheepish blush crept across Danielle's face as she confessed, "Well...I got here at 7:30. It was just that we've had so many things spoil our plans, I wanted to make sure I didn't miss you again this time."

She shivered again, unintentionally reinforcing the fact that she'd been waiting in the chilled air for about half an hour.

Without missing a beat, her friend drew away from her in order to remove his jacket and slip it over her shoulders.

"I don't want anything to spoil our plans either," Ole chuckled. "Including you catching a cold and being sick for the rest of the week."

Danielle smiled at him, enjoying the lingering feel of his body warmth in the jacket as he wrapped it around her. "So...you're not just a law student and a fun guy over the internet...you're a gentleman, Ole."

He shrugged and said with a grin, "I just like people to be comfortable in my company."

It was more than she could have hoped for. Danielle had been haunted by all the same doubts that anyone has when meeting someone in person after getting to know them online. But Ole was just as sweet as he'd been in his e-mails...and very handsome. Standing there in his dark slacks and dress shirt, one hand thrust in a pocket, he looked relaxed and masculine. Such an appealing combination. Danielle suddenly felt shy, despite the fact that she was normally an outgoing, confident person.

"Here..." she extended the rose toward him, her eyes lowering to her hand rather than meeting his eyes. "This is for you." A nervous laugh spilled out over her lips. "I know a coat for a rose isn't a very even trade...but I just thought...um...well, I wanted to mark the occasion."

Ole took it from her, his fingers brushing against hers as he grasped the long stem. When their hands touched, Danielle lifted her gaze to his.

"Thanks," he said with a steady, warm smile that silently urged her to relax. "A rose from a lady. It's not every day that I get that."

They stood grinning at each other for a few moments, both a little floored by the fact that they were finally seeing the other in person. Then, Danielle finally shook herself and prompted, "There's a nice little cafe right near my hotel over here on the Quai Voltaire. Would you like to go have a drink before we pick our restaurant for the evening? I think I remember promising to buy you a glass of wine to celebrate you getting closer to finishing your law studies."

"Okay, but don't forget I promised you a beer to console you over your flooded basement," Ole countered.

"Well, then, we'd better get started," Danielle laughed. Without thinking she reached for his hand to tug him in the direction of the quai...then paused and looked down at their entwined fingers, wondering if hand-holding was pushing too much.

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

Ole had always wondered what would happen when they met, would they be nervous and reserved or would it feel as natural to meet face to face as it had felt over the net. Whatever doubts he had disappeared as soon as he heard Danielle’s laughter, it was a laughter that promised that this would be a week to remember for both of them.

There were so much Ole wanted to do in Paris together with Danielle and her ”We better get started" told the same story. He smiled as she took his hand in hers and started to pull him towards the Quai. Her fingers that were entwined with his felt soft and warm and he gave her hand a gentle squeeze as they walked slowly along the bridge. It was a wonderful evening where the moon gave the bridge a special atmosphere and it was with a desire to give her a kiss or two that Ole walked beside Danielle, but he resisted the thought since they had only just met and he didn’t want to spoil what might be.

It didn’t take them more than a few minutes to reach the Café Danielle had been talking about. It was one of those small inviting Café’s that Paris seemed to have thousands of, Café’s that usually were filled with people but they were lucky enough to find a table in the corner of the room.

The waiter soon arrived and Danielle ordered a bottle of wine for them. It wasn’t until now in the Café that Ole saw the full beauty of her, from her sparkling eyes and wonderful smile to the body that was hidden under her silky dress.

“A penny for your thoughts Ole”
Her voice brought him back and he thought he could see a slight grin on her face as if she had noticed the way he had been studying her.

“I was going through the menu in my mind and was trying to figure out if you would like frog legs or oysters as a start” he gave Danielle his best smile before continuing “but I suppose that is to run way ahead of time, lets focus on the wine instead”
Ole nodded towards the waiter that was heading towards their table with a bottle in his hand.

 

[Arioso]

How had they let themselves go on this long without meeting in person?

Well, all right, Danielle knew about all the minor disasters that had befallen each of them and cancelled earlier plans, but still... Now that she was seeing exactly how much Ole was just as he presented himself online -- funny, playful, charming -- she seriously regretted all the time they had lost. She laughed softly and flashed him a sly grin when he quickly explained the lingering glances he'd been directing at her by pondering what appetizer to order.

Not that she was complaining. Ole was even more handsome than she'd imagined; she knew she would probably send some lingering glances his way throughout the evening, too.

"Why don't we try the frog's legs," Danielle proposed, smiling and resting her hand atop his on the marble table-top. "I'm not really a fan of shellfish. And do you know, I just realized: we've talked about so many things online, but I don't know if favorite foods ever came up!"

Ole laughed at that, and without missing a beat he shifted their hands so that he could stroke hers with his thumb. It was a small, subtle gesture...but one that left Danielle glowing all over. She'd been so tempted to pull him into an impromptu kiss out on the bridge, but had let the opportunity pass by.

Were they doomed to missed opportunities?

The waiter had arrived and stood beside Ole, holding the bottle out, label up, for Ole's approval. When Ole nodded, the waiter deftly uncorked the bottle and poured a small amount in Ole's glass, whereupon Ole swirled it, brought the glass to his lips and tasted the wine.

"C'est bon," he said with a nod.

After filling both of their glasses, the waiter left them rather than taking their order right away. Danielle had always enjoyed the much slower pace of dining in France. She never felt rushed, and had time to enjoy her companions.

Ole turned to her and raised his glass. Smiling, his eyes still roaming over her as if he could be content to drink her in and forget the wine, he asked, "So, my friend, what shall we drink to?"

Gripped by a sudden inspiration, Danielle brought her glass to meet his and murmured, "To ending our pattern of missed opportunities."

Her eyes must have flashed with a certain eagerness or anticipation, for as soon as the words were out of her mouth, Ole's eyes shined warmly and he looked at her with just a little more intensity. They clinked their glasses together and each took a sip of the wine.

Then, before she could worry about whether it would be appropriate or if she was potentially ruining the rest of the week, Danielle leaned in and brushed a soft, fleeting kiss over Ole's mouth, tasting the robust wine on his lips.

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

The kiss came as a surprise for Ole and Danielle pulled back before he had a chance to respond. He looked at her face, did he detect just a hint of nervousness as she waited for his reaction ? The broad smile he gave her as lifted his glass again and said
"I agree, to ending our pattern of missed opportunities" was enough to put the smile back on her face.

The kiss had been short, but her soft warm lips had tasted more and it was with a hope of many more kisses that Ole sipped on his wine.

Ole’s hand soon reached out for Danielle’s as they started to discuss their food preferences. They found out that they loved pretty much the same food apart for the shellfish. Shellfish was one of Ole’s passions, not only shrimps but also crab, crayfish and lobster.

One glass of wine was emptied, then another as they continued their food discussion, a discussion that wasn’t ended until Danielle said
“I love almost anything that can walk around or swim as long as it isn’t walking backwards in the water”

Her face cracked up in a smile, a smile that grew as she heard Ole’s rolling laughter. He gave her a teasing wink when he stopped laughing and said

“I can see a problem with that, what do you eat for dessert ?”

“Cheese what else ?”

“How about .. ?” Ole leaned towards Danielle and gave her a soft kiss that was as quick as the one she had given him earlier.

Their teasing talk continued until the wine bottle was empty and Ole said.

“I think we know what we want now. We better try to find a good restaurant unless they have a chef here that can surprise us with his skills”

 

[Arioso]

Ole's fingers felt warm and welcome laced in between hers as they drank their wine and chatted about their favorite culinary indulgences in Paris. And when he returned her earlier, fleeting kiss with one of his own, Danielle warmed to the thought that this could be a wonderful week in the making.

There wasn't any pressure on either of them, and yet they both seemed to be eager to share and explore this vibrant city together. Danielle felt her romantic side, the one that got sentimental over a good, old Cole Porter torch song and a smooth red wine, glowing with visions of just losing herself in Paris for a week with her friend -- wandering and laughing hand in hand without a care for the rest of the world. And she couldn't wait to get started.

I think we know what we want now. We better try to find a good restaurant unless they have a chef here that can surprise us with his skills.

Danielle nodded in agreement, tugging Ole's hand with the eager excitement of a young girl. Her eyes twinkled as she said, "I want to introduce you to one of my favorite restaurants. Do you like couscous?" Arching her eyebrow in teasing seduction, she murmured, "Do you enjoy things that are a little spicy?"

It was the same, verbal flirtation they'd engaged in online, but there was something just a bit more enticing about doing it in person.

Ole chuckled, falling into their familiar game with ease as he teased back, "Hmmm....you mean, things that are hot?"

"Very," Danielle murmured back. They held each other's gazes for a moment before grins broke out on their faces and they relaxed back into easy companionship.

Danielle began to rise from her seat, but Ole was even quicker. He stood and then held her hand, like a gentleman, to help her up. It was a small gesture, but one that was so very like the man she'd gotten to know online. Between that and the wine, Danielle felt her cheeks flushing deeply.

"Come on," she urged, clasping Ole's hand in hers and leading him out of the cafe. "Let's get a taxi. I'm treating you to dinner at Mansouria. It's in the 11th, not too far from the Place de la Bastille, and they have some of the most incredible couscous in Paris."

As they stood out on the gray sidewalk, watching the traffic on the quai for a taxi, Danielle felt Ole's arm wrap loosely around her waist. She still wore his jacket, and it felt good to be so surrounded by him. When they finally flagged down a ride, they sat close together in the back seat. Danielle felt his warmth everywhere they touched: thigh-to-thigh, side-to-side.

The taxi slowed to a stop at a traffic light. She'd been telling Ole a little more about the restaurant -- the warm, elegant interior done in the style of a North African villa, the sensual play of flavors in the cuisine, from cinnamon-perfumed rice to savory chicken tagine to the sweet, succulent dates that finished the meal. But at the light, they both slipped into a quiet moment of just looking out the window at the city by night.

"This is one of the things I love about coming to Paris," Ole mused as he gazed at their surroundings.

"Tell me," Danielle prompted, wanting to know more about her friend and what moved him.

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

Ole turned towards Danielle and saw the curious look in her face. It was one of the things he liked best about her, the genuine interest in other people and their thoughts. He had noticed it at once when they had chatted online and she seemed to be the same person now when they finally got the chance to see each other face to face.

He winked teasingly at her and said
"You better stop me before you get bored since I could go on forever about Paris"

A giggling Danielle replied
"Give me the short version since we will be at the restaurant within five minutes"

It was no easy task for Ole, since where do you start when you should try to describe a town that affects your mood as soon as you see it. He had been in a good mood all day and it wasn't only because he would see Danielle for the first time, it was something beyond that.

"Look at all these old houses, I'm sure each of them would be able to tell an amazing story from days gone by if they only got a chance. Add the lights and a glass of wine or two and you have an atmosphere that is wonderful"

Ole's hand brushed against Danielle's leg as he leaned towards her and gave her a soft kiss before whispering
"I almost forgot, you need someone to share Paris with to make it perfect"

He saw the smile on her face as she gazed into his eyes. It was the kind of smile that could light a fire and Ole could feel that something happened within him. It was as if he was about to fall and nothing could save him. His mouth was drawn to hers and their lips met again for a kiss, a kiss that was longer and more passionate than the earlier had been. Ole's hands were soon wrapped around Danielle's body and he held her close to him. They forgot about time and place as the kissing went on but they were brought back to reality as the cab driver said
"Voila, restaurant Mansouria" .. "I hope you will have a wonderful night in Paris"

They paid the driver,stepped out and walked towards the restaurant. Danielle turned towards Ole and said
"I hope you will like this restaurant as much as I do" as the door to the restaurant was opened.

 

[Arioso]

Danielle's lips were tingling. Her whole body felt warm and euphoric. Ole's kiss seemed to echo throughout her, leaving its imprint in her very pulse.

She was surprised that she'd been able to say anything at all when they arrived at Mansouria. Her breath was still shaky, as if the feelings Ole had stirred within her were agitating the air in her lungs.

Only in her most idealistic, hopeful fantasies about a romantic week in Paris had Danielle even dreamed that meeting Ole would affect her like this...that they would both ignite in each other the same spark.

Refined, courteous hosts greeted them at the entrance and guided them through the elegant restaurant to their table. Muted-champagne tones and subdued lighting created a feeling of warmth and intimacy. Moroccan art graced the walls, while a tiled alcove with beautifully arranged roses suggested the hint of a garden. Each linen-draped table was bedecked with glowing candles. In the background, soft strains of Andalousian guitar added to the mood.

"This is quite the romantic place," Ole remarked with a smile once they were seated.

Danielle answered his smile with a bashful grin and admitted, "I did have a picture in my mind about our week."

"Oh?" Ole's smile remained, but the teasing gleam in his eyes mellowed to a warm, knowing gaze shaded with male interest.

She nodded, her head lowered somewhat shyly but her eyes raised to meet his.

"I have a special passion for Paris," Danielle explained softly. "But like you, I think it's better when shared."

Both of them were resting their arms on the table. Ole stretched his easily across the table and took Danielle's hand in his.

"The passion, or Paris?" he asked, brushing his thumb over her palm.

"Both," Danielle answered without hesitation.

The moment was thick with promise. Danielle and Ole gently caressed each other's hands, each enjoying how easily they had relaxed into their budding attraction.

However, the enchanted mood was broken when the server arrived to take their orders.

"Since this is your favorite restaurant, I'm going to leave it to you," Ole said.

Nodding, Danielle knew without hesitation what she'd introduce him to. "Le couscous voilé pour deux, s'il vous plaît, et comme vin le Côtes du Rhone."

As the server withdrew, Ole asked, "So, what are we having?"

"Couscous voilé. It's chicken in a spicy, savory sauce hidden beneath a layer of couscous, sprinkled with almonds. It's wonderfully delicious, and not something you can get at your average, quickie couscous place."

With an impish grin, Ole teased, "Well, quickies are usually never as satisfying."

Laughing, Danielle squeezed his hand and mused, "I'm glad your sense of humor carries over from the online environment. So...if you prefer things to be long and unhurried...then a stroll along the Seine will be okay after dinner?"

It was one of Danielle's favorite things to do in Paris, and definitely more romantic at night than during the day. She hoped that Ole didn't mind wandering through the streets at night.

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

Danielle's gentle squeeze was another of the small romantic gestures that she seemed to be doing all the time and it was something that Ole had started to expect already. Combine that with good looks, sparkling eyes and a wonderful laughter and you had a woman that was irresistible.

Ole tried to look as if he was hesitating but it was with a chuckle in his voice that he said
"A stroll with you would be okay no matter if it is along the left or the right side of Seine"

"And what would make it perfect ?"

He was about to answer her when the waiter came back with their wine. Their glasses were filled and they were alone again. Ole lifted his glass, looked deep into Danielle's eyes and said "To a perfect evening"

Her only reply was a soft squeezing of his hand as they sipped on their wine. Ole's body was filled with a warmth he hadn't felt for a long time, it was the kind of warmth you could feel when you were falling in love with someone and if it was one thing he was certain of now, it was that he was falling for her. He leaned towards her and gave her a soft kiss, a kiss that was filled with hopes and promises for a romantic week in Paris. Ole's mouth were soon opened and he let his tongue lick slowly against her upper lip before he pulled back from Danielle.

It was with a grin on his face that he said
"I had to check if your wine tasted as good as mine"

The time was flying as they sat and teased each other back and forth until their dinner arrived. A quick look at the couscous in front of him was enough to tell Ole that he had done the right thing when he let Danielle choose his dinner. The scent that teased his nose added to his expectations and he smiled as he said
"I hope it tastes as good as it looks"

 

[Arioso]

OOC: Sorry for the delay dear Tiger...but I'm back in business.

Danielle's eyes danced with pleasure as she watched the play of emotions on Ole's face. He'd just taken his first bite and the flavors provoked a response that rippled through him visibly. Above all, there was the subtle blend of spices. Spices that seduced the tongue rather than burning. The spices, the sauce, the melting texture of the chicken were all orchestrated to achieve an exquisite mouthful that was felt as well as tasted. Although elegant in the simplicity of its ingredients, the overall effect was heady rapture.

"Mmmmm," Ole's moan rumbled in his throat as he savored it all. Eyes closed like a mystic in communion with the cosmos, he was the very picture of bliss.

"So, you approve?" Danielle laughed softly.

Expressive blue eyes glowed with delight as Ole reached across the table, grasped her hand, and answered her by pressing a kiss to her palm.

Their hands remained joined throughout dinner. Ole and Danielle enjoyed the meal at a leisurely pace, taking it for what it was: a chance to discover each other and a prelude to greater intimacy. A golden nimbus, that's what it was. Like a soft, warm halo enveloping the two of them. With each passing moment, each sip of velvety wine, they relaxed even as their pulse's quickened in anticipation of where the evening might take them.

By the time the waiter returned with a plate of buttery sweet dates still on the vine and took their order for potent, Moroccan-style mint tea, Danielle's leg had insinuated itself along Ole's, her calf brushing his. A knowing light gleamed in his eyes, though he did no more than gently stroke his thumb in slow circles over her hand.

The meal finished, they left the restaurant and caught a cab to drop them near the Seine. A romantic stroll was all fine and good, but Danielle didn't want to walk half the city...she was hoping to channel their energies elsewhere.

Silently, they walked. The city's enchantment caught them, leaving them almost reverent at the dark, flowing river, the seemingly timeless buildings, the lights. It was intoxicating...or perhaps it was just the wine. But finally, Danielle couldn't take it any longer. They had made it as far as the Pont des Arts, coming full circle to the place they'd met for the first time earlier that evening.

She halted in the pale yellow circle of light beneath one of the street lamps on the bridge. Raising her eyes to Ole's, she only had to tug slightly on his hand and he was right there with her, his body pressed close to hers. They tilted their heads and came together in a kiss that drew on and on in a slow crescendo of desire. Tongues slid against tongues, teeth nipped lightly at lips as the two friends ventured further into the realm of lovers.

When they broke their kiss to gulp in deep, shaky draughts of air, Danielle murmured against Ole's mouth, "I want you. I'd thought I wanted to take things slowly...but God, Ole, I want you so badly."

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

“God, Ole, I want you so badly."

Danielle's words were like music in his ears. This was more than Ole ever had dared to hope for, not that he hadn't felt the attraction online but this was something else, it was deeper and above all it was for real.

Ole's hands were all over Danielle's back as he whispered
"Mmmm Danielle .. I want you too, my body is aching for yours"

Their lips met again for a hot, deep kiss where tongues moved back and forth in an attempt to explore. Danielle pressed her body against Ole's in a way that turned him on even more. He would probably have made love to her where they were standing if he only had known her a bit better, but he broke the kiss instead and whispered

"Do you know a good hotel that we can use ?"

She smiled at him and said
"My hotel is not far away and I think my room is big enough for you"

They left the bridge at once and hurried towards Danielle's hotel, at times almost running, at others stopping for long passionate kisses but before long they were standing outside her door. Ole was standing behind Danielle with his arms around her as she fumbled in her purse for the key. His hands were brushing over her breasts, his body was pressed against hers and his lips were kissing her neck before he whispered
"Hurry up or I will make love to you here in the corridor"

He could feel her butt squirming against his body and heard a soft moan.
"Be patient Ole, be patient .. we have a whole week ahead of us"

He squeezed her breasts gently before whispering
"Patience is an overestimated virtue Danielle"
A click was heard from the lock, the door opened and they could finally go inside.

 

[Arioso]

No amount of online flirtation could have prepared Danielle for this. Her entire body sizzled in response to Ole's ardor. She was drowning in him. His clean, masculine scent; the firmness of his form pressed against hers; the hushed hunger of his hands as they explored her flesh.

With impatient relief, Danielle finally managed to unlock the door to her room and shove it open. She and Ole stumbled inside and almost instantly slammed it shut again with the force of their entangled bodies. They clung to each other as greedily as children seizing hold of their Christmas presents attacked each other's clothing with just as much gusto.

Danielle worked on the row of buttons down the front of Ole's dress shirt as if her life depended on baring the vast expanse of his chest. Which was a formidable challenge, considering that Ole's mouth was locked on hers and kept her from looking at what she was doing. She let touch guide her, feeling her way down to each button and indulging in sensual swipes of her hand against his skin as she opened his shirt. He felt so good -- hard and male, the light swirls of hair all rough and coarse across his chest.

As their tongues darted over and around each other, lips slanting so they could delve deeper into warm, wet mouths, Ole cupped his palms on either side of Danielle's head and threaded his fingers through her silky, dark curls. Then he did something he'd been wanting to do all evening: he reached back to undo the elegant twist that held her hair neatly atop her head. Methodically pulling pin after pin out of her luxurious tresses, he felt the sable curls spill down over his fingers.

A tug and a shove, and Danielle had pulled Ole's shirt completely out of his slacks and sent his jacket falling to the floor. The shirt soon followed.

Tearing her mouth away from his, Danielle bent her head to take a tight, fleshy male nipple between her lips. She suckled gently, loving the sound of Ole's ragged breathing as her teeth squeezed the bud to a sensitive point which she then teased with light flicks of her tongue.

What really made her shiver, however, was the feel of Ole's hands drawing down the zipper on the back of her cocktail dress. Her skin flushed warm and she tingled with the anticipation of what he'd do. Was he so heated and urgent that he meant to undress her and fuck her right against the door...or would he let the dress fall only to her waist and seduce her further as she stood half-naked in his arms?

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

Ole was seldom in a hurry but this time was different, Danielle had ignited a fire within him that was unstoppable. It was not only his nipples that responded when she licked her tongue against them but his cock had also started to throb inside his trousers. He wanted her and he wanted her now and nothing was going to stop him. He pulled down her zipper fast and it was hungry hands that moved up to Danielle's shoulders and started to undress her.

Ole felt her warm skin under his fingers as he slid her dress down and although he was in a rush he still gave himself time to let his hands follow the shapes of her body over her hips and down along her legs until he finally let the dress fall to the floor. Danielle moved a hand in between their bodies and started to rub it against the bulge inside his pants. Ole arched his hips towards her hand and moaned
“Oh Danielle .. I want you now”
before he gave her a long hot kiss.

His hands slid in under the waistline of her undies and gave her butt a gentle squeeze and that was all the encourage she needed to unzip his pants fast and start to tug them down. Their clothes were soon in a pile on the floor and they stood naked in front of each other. They stared at each other, letting their eyes view every part of the body in front of them as if they tried to prove for themselves that they were not in a hurry but it didn’t take more than a few seconds before they stood close and kissed each other again.

Ole’s arms brushed over Danielle’s body and he lifted her up as soon as his hands found her butt. Their kissing grew deeper as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her body against his. His hard cock was throbbing against her body, a throbbing that became more intense as she rocked her body slowly up and down against his. Her actions were making him hot and bothered and drops of precum were leaking out from the tip of his cock.

Ole turned around and took the few steps that were needed before he pressed Danielle up against the wall. Her hand slid in between their bodies, grabbed his cock and guided it towards her pussy. A groan was heard from Ole as she started to rub his cock against her wet lips, a groan that was matched by Danielle’s own as she rubbed the head of his cock against her clit. Whatever she had in mind it was turning Ole wild, his hands were digging into her ass and he groaned
“Oh fuck … I need your pussy now”

 

[Arioso]

Was it some perverse desire to draw out the suspense, much as they'd both been kept in suspense by all the delays that had prevented them from meeting until now, that caused Danielle to tease Ole rather than easing his swollen, eager cock into her heated depths? Danielle wasn't quite sure, but whether it was out of mischief or simply the desire to savor him like a connoisseur, she couldn't resist keeping him on the edge.

So she rocked her hips gently, gliding her moist slit along Ole's shaft, caressing him intimately but with mounting intensity. Ole's moans grew more fevered and he clutched at her with pent-up desire that threatened to burst. Greedily, she drank down his urgency and matched him by clasping his body tightly to hers. And the more she denied him, the more she kept her pussy dancing just out of reach, the more fervently Ole pressed against her, as if he would push her right through the wall in his quest to sink home in her welcoming channel.

It drove them both wild. They kissed like wild cats tearing into their prey. Although they weren't necessarily violent, their mouths devoured each other fiercely, biting and sucking, driving their tongues deep, with claiming force. And they panted and whimpered hungrily, so close, so close to finding each other...at last...

When Danielle finally shifted to position the crown of Ole's cock at her entrance, she broke her mouth away from his with a deep, shaky gasp. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked at him with wild eyes. Ole was no less frantic, drawing in ragged breaths as he gazed back at her, transfixed in anticipation. Slowly, she sank down onto his meaty staff, sighing rapturously at the feel of his rigid, velvety flesh parting the walls of her cunt. Ole's eyes slipped shut and he let his head drop forward to nuzzle against her shoulder as he, too, shivered with pleasure at the feel of her wet heat enveloping him.

"Oh, god..." Danielle and Ole whispered together.

Danielle could feel her clit -- hot, hard, and painfully swollen -- as she rested for just a moment, letting herself adjust to the full, wonderful length of him, seated in her to the hilt. Then, she began to move.

She started slowly at first, digging her heels into Ole's ass for better purchase as she rode him. However, if Ole's passion was as dangerously close to erupting into a white-hot fury of lust as hers was, they would soon be abandoning slow and tender for fast and furious. Whatever happened, though, Danielle already felt her pulse racing at the thrill of discovering her new lover.

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

If it was the long waiting before they finally met or a desperate need to have a good fuck would never be known but Ole and Danielle was consumed by the raw desire between them. Ole’s cock was throbbing wildly inside Danielle as she started to ride him slowly, but what started with soft moans soon turned into loud groans as she squeezed her pussy tightly around his thick shaft. His teeth sank into her skin giving her one bite after the other before he moaned

“Omg Danielle … , your cunt is .. soooo fucking hot”

Ole pushed himself towards Danielle and could feel his cock slide deeper into her waiting pussy, a pussy so hot and wet that he was taken rapidly towards his climax. His hips moved faster and faster driven by the same passion that made Danielle groan in his ear

“Give me your cock .. show me how much you want me lover”

Ole’s fingers were digging into her butt as he tried to pull her closer to him. His thrusts were met by Danielle’s and there was no holding back from him as he pushed hard and deep. His breathing was heavy, his heart was beating as if he had been running an hour and drops of sweat could be seen all over his body.

He nibbled in her earlobe until he mumbled
“God .. your so … this feels .. heavenly…. so close ”

Ole’s cock was one pulsating piston that was pumped in and out of her pussy, a pussy so tight that it fitted him like a glove. Danielle’s fingers were scratching his back leaving red marks all over it as she rode him to perfection. She squeezed her pussy around his hardness as if she tried to suck the cum out of him and groaned with a husky voice

“Cum with me … I want to feel .. Your”

She didn’t get any further before the climax hit Ole and he exploded inside her.

“Ohhh yessss .. I’m cumming”

One load after the either of Oles’ hot cum was pumped into Danielle’s pussy which sent her over the edge and she climaxed with him.

 

[Arioso]

Ole had unleashed a raw, animal passion that Danielle might never have expected from the playful, gentle demeanor she had come to know online. But at her urgent, hungry plea for his cock, he'd met her fierce need, thrust for thrust.

God, Ole practically branded her flesh with his body! It left her dizzy and gasping into his mouth as if he were the air she breathed. Feeling his cock spear into her soft depths, over and over, spreading her and teasing her to climax with hot, rapid friction was too much; it was more heaven than a mere mortal could bear.

Oh yessss....I'm cumming....

Ole's gasped release surged straight up from his gut, and the first warm splash of of his semen in her tight channel filled Danielle with a profound sense of completion. Clenching her jaw, she pressed her brow to his and after a few more fervent thrusts around his spasming cock, felt herself start to tumble over the edge.

"Ahhhh....ohhhh goddd Ole....I'm....ohhhhhh...."

Pleasure burst to life in her, flowering in her core and radiating out with all the speed and bone-rattling force of a tidal wave. Danielle felt light-headed -- she was the pleasure, the euphoria, crashing against Ole, breaking against his body, firm and solid as the shore.

For several moments, they clung to each other, panting raggedly in the aftermath of their frenzied coupling. Then, with a strength that Danielle envied, Ole managed to turn them around, still supporting her around his waist, and stagger toward the bed. Shaking, he lowered her down and followed swiftly to blanket her body with his own.

As he brushed the dampened hair from her forehead, Danielle became aware of the hot sheen of sweat that covered her. She hadn't made love that passionately in a long time -- and Ole had drawn that out of her in a matter of minutes! Good god, this mild man who had been making her smile at a distance for years...what hidden talents he had!

She began to stroke him with her hands, like petting a huge cat.

"Remind me again why we waited so long to do this?" Danielle murmured, her voice still trembling from the powerful emotion stirred up by their lovemaking.

It was a rhetorical question, of course, but Ole's answer was perfect: he held her close and tickled her body with his hearty, rumbling chuckle.

After several, long moments of tender, wordless caresses, in which they both regarded each other with wondering eyes, Danielle again found her voice.

Raising up onto her elbow, she traced her finger around Ole's lips.

"I'm going to ask you to stay here with me," she declared softly. "For a long time, I've wanted to know what it feels like to sleep in your arms. But first, it might be a good idea if we shower...can I tempt you?"

Like most Parisian accommodations, her hotel room had a rather narrow shower, better suited for one person than for two. It would be a tight fit...

...but, then, where Ole was concerned, Danielle was rapidly learning that she quite liked a tight fit...

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

"But first, it might be a good idea if we shower...can I tempt you?"

Ole felt her finger slowly following his lips before she finally let it slide inside his mouth. His eyes were on Danielle the whole time and he bit teasingly in her finger at the time when she least expected it. The effect was immediate, the finger was pulled out which gave him a chance to say

"And what can be tempting with freezing your ass off in a cold shower in Paris ? "

He tried to look serious but Ole's face soon cracked up in a smile.

"I don't know where you are staying but I am happy to announce that this room has both hot water and liquid soap" ... "so I can see lots of opportunities, can't you ? ."
There was a naughty smile on her face that told him that she was full of wicked ideas of what to do in a shower and he was sure he could add a few of his own if she run out of them.

Ole reached out with his arm and let his hand caress along the side of Danielle's body before he slapped her hip gently and said
"What are you waiting for ? ... last one into the shower is a chicken"

She was on her way to the shower before Ole even managed to get up from the bed, partly because his eyes had been more interested in following Danielle than to be the one that turned on the water in the shower. His plan worked to perfection because he could hear the sound of running water as he was walking towards the bathroom and once he was inside the door he could see her step into the shower. Ole couldn't help staring as he saw the first drops of water hit Danielle and start to run down her body towards her breasts. The way the warm water ran over the breasts did not only effect him but also her since he could see her nipples hardening.

Ole's eyes followed the water over her stomach down over her hips and further down along her legs before they moved upwards towards her crotch. Danielle lifted her arms and let her hands run through her now wet hair as she whispered

"You better join me before the water turns cold"

It was all the encouragement Ole needed and he joined Danielle under the shower. She greeted him with open arms, something he took advantage of as he pressed his body close to hers. The warm water hit his body as he leaned down towards her and gave her a long passionate kiss that soon was followed by another.

 

[Arioso]

For the moment, getting clean was forgotten as Ole and Danielle kissed each other beneath the steamy cascade of the shower. Two wet bodies pressed together in a tender embrace; mouths slanted against each other for a deep, intimate exploration. And Danielle could feel herself getting aroused again.

With a reluctant smile, she pulled away from Ole, wanting the chance to map her hands all over his body.

"Let me wash you," she murmured coyly, running her eyes all up and down his nude form as she reached for a washcloth and soap. Ole grinned back at her and Danielle could have sworn she saw his cock give a little twitch.

When she'd worked up a foamy lather, Danielle placed her hands on Ole's chest and began to massage in slow circles. She delighted in his firm, resilient muscles; in the coarse wisps of his hair; and in the stiffness of his nipples.

Then her hands glided up to caress his neck and shoulders. Although he was slim, his shoulders were strong and sculpted, like the rest of his body. Indeed...Ole was beautiful. He stood beneath the streams of water like a statue of Apollo or Poseidon come to life. Danielle shivered, and not just because her drenched, heavy locks of hair hung cold against her back.

She just couldn't believe that this was working out so well...that she had just made love to this magnificent man, her friend, and that she'd have him all to herself for the rest of the week.

And then what...? a sad voice wondered in her head.

However, she ignored that thought and settled into a leisurely exploration of Ole's body. Her hands worked down to his flat stomach, rubbing for a while before dipping even lower to feel the heavy weight of his manhood. Danielle cradled his velvety sac in one palm, bathing it with a creamy lather, while her other hand slowly stroked his cock back to life.

After several minutes, Ole groaned and stayed her hand, reluctantly tugging it away from his shaft.

"My turn," he insisted, gazing into Danielle's eyes with raw heat. "I can't let you monopolize all the fun."

Danielle grinned mischievously back at him and waited to see where he'd take the game next.

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

"I can't let you monopolize all the fun."

Ole grinned back at Danielle as he reached for some soap. Her soft hands had made him aroused and although part of him wanted to make love with her at once, other parts wanted to continue with the erotic game for a while.

Ole winked at Danielle and said

”You better turn around if I shall have a chance to do this properly”

She turned around slowly in front of him, wiggled her butt and said

”Like this ?”

Ole moved up close to Danielle and wrapped his arms around her waist. He moved his hands slowly all over her soft skin until they brushed gently over her breasts.

”Do you know what is the best thing with showering together Danielle ?”

”No”

Ole started to rub his body against Danielle’s back as he whispered

”It is a fast way to apply the soap since you can take care of both sides of the body at the same time”

He could feel his cock hardening as it was gliding between her ass cheeks. He cupped his hands around her breasts and leaned down and kissed her neck before whispering

”Not that I am in a hurry”

Ole continued to massage her full breasts and was rewarded with a moan from Danielle as she squirmed her ass against his hard shaft. He was tempted to push her upper body downwards to get the chance to slide his cock in between her legs to her waiting pussy, but decided to try to take it slow even if it was no easy thing to do as hot and bothered as he was. His fingers rubbed against her hardening nipples, his lips continued their slow travel against her neck and his hips continued to move against her butt.

He pinched her nipples between his fingers before he let one hand move over her body down to her legs. His hand slid in between her parting legs and was soon brushing against her moist lips. Another moan was heard from Danielle as his fingers started to move slowly up and down her lips. His other hand was gliding upwards over her jaw to her mouth where her tongue soon licked against his finger.

Ole let his finger slid in between Danielle’s pussy lips as soon as she sucked his finger into her mouth. She was hot, but he wasn’t aware of how hot until he started to move his fingers in and out of her. She pressed her butt hard against his hips and started to squirm with an intensity that turned him wild. His cock was throbbing, precum was leaking out from the tip and his breathing was heavy. Ole forgot about the soap, all he could think of was to fuck her again as he slid another finger inside her pussy.

”Ohhh Danielle .. I want you”

 

[Arioso]

Ohh Danielle...I want you

Just the tone of Ole's voice alone sent shivers up her spine, despite the delicious heat of the shower.

"Yes...yes, Ole...again, lover..."

Danielle braced her feet apart a little wider as she felt the gentle pressure of Ole's hands on her hips urging her to bend forward. She lowered her head and shoulders, planting her palms flat on the slick, tiled wall and raising her ass in invitation.

When she felt Ole's strong hands slip between her cheeks to feel for her pussy, she groaned.

"Ole! OOhhhh...you're so good...please!"

His firm quads pressed intimately against her thighs as he guided the tip of his cock between her labia and slowly pushed inside. Inch by inch, his length buried itself in her depths, joining them in pleasure.

Heaven...pure heaven. Danielle thought she might melt away. Water cascaded over her back and ran down her legs, sensually caressing her entire body as Ole began to move...thrusting in and out..

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

Ole’s heart started to beat faster as soon as he saw Danielle bend forward and show him her sexy ass. It was all the encouragement he needed and he could feel that she was as hot as he was hard the moment his cock slid into her pussy. His cock was already throbbing inside her, begging him to fuck her deep and hard but he did his best to take it slow and enjoy every moment of this.

Ole’s hands caressed the side of Danielle’s body, but found their way to her breasts as soon as he started to move in and out of her. A soft moan came over her lips as he cupped his hands around her breasts and gave the nipples a first pinch. He had to force himself to move slowly as she tightened her pussy around his hard cock, the feeling was so intense that it made his cock ache for more and more. He squeezed her breasts harder and harder as his lust grew stronger and was rewarded with another moan

”Yesss Ole yessss” .. ”just like that”

as she pushed her ass towards him. Her legs parted a bit more and he could feel his cock slide deeper inside her waiting pussy. He was still trying to move slow but the way his cock rubbed against her soft pussy walls when he moved in and out of her made him pick up his pace. His thrusts became deeper and harder and his cock grew rock hard.

”Mmmm, this is heaven Danielle”

Every trust of his was met by a push from her and her pussy was tightening and releasing around his hard shaft to give him full access to her hot body. It was driving Ole wild, his hand started to move down her body and in between her legs where he found her swollen clit. A moan was heard as his finger brushed over her clit, a moan that got louder as he pressed his finger harder against it.

Ole’s breathing was getting heavier as he moaned

”Tell me what you want baby”

 

[Arioso]

"You're going to spoil me Ole," Danielle murmured, giving herself over to the delicious feelings that her friend and lover was stirring in her. "I'm not going to want to let you go at the end of the week."

Fingers still teasing lightly over her tender pearl of flesh, he chuckled, "Promise?"

Her only answer was a low moan and another thrust of her hips back against him. Their lovemaking was slow and unhurried this time, as if the sultry steam had lured them into an erotic dream.

"Tell me what you want, baby," Ole repeated.

For a moment, Danielle couldn't answer. His cock felt too good, driving into her liquid depths, and she also was shy about putting her desires into words. It might have surprised Ole, given how outgoing and flirtatious she'd always been...but yes, she was a little shy about asking for certain pleasures.

Especially since she thought that her idea of pleasure was a little simple as far as sex went. There were a lot of things that she hand't tried and, deep down, it made her just a little insecure about her own sensuality.

But finally, the trust she'd developed with Ole over their long friendship won out.

"I like...nipple play," Danielle confessed softly, pushing back against Ole's swollen cock as he thrust into her heat. "It feels so good when you twist them and pull them. After a while, they get so sensitive that I can almost come just from having them pinched hard."

Worried that Ole might be disappointed with such a tame request, she added hastily, "And I'd love to learn how you like to touch a woman when you're making love...so if there's something you'd like to do..."

But if she had any fears of inadequacy, Ole's touch instantly put her at ease. His hands fanned out over her back, smoothing through the slick sheen of water that covered her skin, and running down along her sides as if he were trying to memorize every inch of her figure. Danielle slowly relaxed as he continued his exploration, wondering if he would simply continue teasing her to a slow, steady crescendo of ecstasy, or if he might share something about his own favorite way to love a woman's body.

 

[hunting_tiger]

Ole

Life couldn’t be better, here he was in a steamy shower with his long time chat friend. It had clicked at once on the net but Ole had never in his wildest dreams thought that it would click like this when they met. He was sure that Danielle meant every word when she said that she didn’t want him to go when the week was over. He didn’t know what would happen to them later, all he knew now was that he would take every chance to get to know her better and what could be a better way then to find out what teased and pleased her when they made love.

Ole’s hands kept caressing her body, a body with a skin that was soft and warm. He preferred this slow tempo where his cock slid in and out of her in a way that increased their excitement without sending them over the edge. The way her soft silky walls tightened around his throbbing cook was enough to send waves of pleasure through his body. His hands continued down her legs as he leaned forward and started to kiss her along her spine up towards her neck. He loved her neck and to get a chance to slowly kiss it on his way to her ear was a bonus for him. A moan was heard from Danielle as his tongue licked her skin before he whispered

”There are lots of things I love to do and I promise that I will use this week not only to show you what I like but also to find out what pleases you the most.”

Ole nibbled softly in Danielle’s ear before whispering

”In case you haven’t figured it out already … I love to make love like this ” ..”In a slow tempo that increases as you get hotter until you loose control and turn into a passionate animal”

His hands was once more cupped around her breasts with his thumbs slowly rubbing her hard nipples. He had to use all self control he had to avoid picking up the pace of their lovemaking and instead concentrate on Danielle and her needs. He heard a soft moan as he pinched her nipples between his fingers and he whispered

”I think I have some work to do here”

 

[hunting_tiger]

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