The Playmate

[Miltone]

Chase Bradford

Natalie’s body writhed as another orgasm swept through her petite body. Her back was arched, thrusting her firm tits and sharply pointed nipples toward the ceiling of the cabin. Her thighs were clamped tightly together, trapping the toys firmly where Chase thought that they belonged, their low buzz muffled by her taut greedy flesh. When Chase reached to touch her belly, Natalie exploded. She seemed beyond words emitting a series of cries that defied language, but communicated her passionate release completely.

Chase dialed the toys down, letting Natalie catch her breath and giving her body a chance to recover. He touched her, softly massaging her tingling skin. Her body was quivering, trembling, vibrating like a string on a cello being stroked sensuously by an expert bow. He ran his hand over her belly, her hips and thighs and down to her feet. Then his hand glided up along her shapely leg and svelte body till it reached her breasts, and cupped one of them, feeling the soft skin, the firm yet pliant flesh, his thumb and forefinger rolling the stiff nipple. When his hand continued up to her neck, Chase leaned over her and kissed her fully on the mouth. Her lips and tongue were cool from her heavy breathing, yet she eagerly accepted his kiss and returned it with great passion.

“You are so beautiful, baby,” Chase whispered in her ear. “You must be hungry so I’ve brought you a little refreshment.” In the bowl on the nightstand was an assortment of fresh fruits, conveniently cut to bite size although the strawberries remained whole. “Would you like something?” he asked.

Natalie nodded her head.

“All right then, open wide,” Chase said. Obediently, Natalie opened her mouth almost like a baby bird. “Now you have to tell me what this is,” Chase said, reaching for a mango slice and placing it against her parted lips.

“Mmm,” Natalie tasted it, took it into her mouth to eat before humming and smacking her lips. “Orange? No! Mango!”

“Very good!” Chase exclaimed and then ate a slice himself before rewarding her with another kiss on the lips. He fed her another piece and then plucked a pineapple chunk from the bowl. “Now this.”

Natalie nibbled at the fruit hungrily. “That’s too easy, Chase. Pineapple!”

Chase chuckled and continued their game with pears and peaches, grapes and cherries, and the other fruits in the bowl. “You obviously know your food groups,” Chase remarked with a chuckle after Natalie had named every morsel. “Let’s try this.” He picked out a fresh strawberry, dipped it in cream and then brought it to her lips. He held it so that she could take a bite.

“Mmm, strawberry! I love fresh strawberries,” Natalie replied.

A second and third berry followed and again she ate hungrily. When some cream dripped onto her cheek and began to run down it, Chase licked it clean from her. Then he kissed her mouth, a full wet passionate kiss that lasted a minute or more before he shifted and moved off the bed. “So would you like some more?” he asked, standing beside the bed and preparing the next treat for her pleasure.

“Yes, please,” Natalie answered, nodding her head and opening her mouth. Chase moved back onto the bed, kneeling beside her. A drop of cream fell onto her tongue and she sampled it and swallowed. “Cream,” she said. “But no fruit.”

Chase chuckled and lowered the next treat down to her lips. When she closed her mouth around it, she discovered that although it had a similar texture and shape it wasn't a strawberry, it was his cock covered with strawberry syrup and thick cream. Chase had removed his clothes and was kneeling beside the captive Natalie on the bed. Fortunately for him, she hadn't taken more than a nibble and quickly realized what Chase had done; she giggled and then sucked his cock into her mouth greedily, moaning as he began to gently thrust himself inside her mouth.

“Oh, Natalie! You are a hungry little thing, aren't you?” he teased her, as he stroked the side of her face. Chase reached down to the toys, still humming away in her pussy and ass, and adjusted them a bit higher. The extra vibration seemed to spur her on to suck his cock harder.

When Chase went to adjust his position, straddling her chest, his cock popped out of her mouth momentarily. “Please, Chase, turn my hands loose so I can really please you!”

“But you are pleasing me endlessly right now,” Chase replied, and guided his cock back to her mouth. Between the toys in her twat and ass and his cock in her mouth, Natalie was filled completely, and her body was writhing from the extreme sensations. Chase fed her his cock that was quickly growing firm and long.

“You know how I've told you how beautiful I think you are?” Chase said softly as he gazed down at Natalie’s body turning and twisting with arousal.

“Mmmhmm,” she moaned, her voice muffled from the presence of his cock in her mouth.

For several minutes she took his cock in her mouth, almost as if worshipping it, kissing and licking and sucking as well as she could with her hands still restrained. Chase looked down and was seized with a deeper, fuller desire for her. He pulled his cock away and moved to the edge of the bed. As before, he ran his hand over her heated flesh, circling and caressing every part of her that he could reach.

“Chase? Can you let me up now?” Natalie asked. “At least let me see you.”

“Well, seeing that you have been a pretty good sport about all of this, maybe so,” Chase said. “So what will you do if I turn you loose?”

“I'll do anything for you, anything, just let me up, okay?” she pleaded.

Chase’s fingers were dwelling on her sensitive nipples, now warm and puckered fully. He couldn't believe how hot she was, how pencil tip hard they were, and how she squirmed beneath his commanding touch.

“Tell you what,” he said slowly. “We'll compromise.”

Chase trailed his fingers up her body, dragging along her neck, then finally reached for the blindfold. Natalie blinked when the subdued lights in the cabin flickered into view as the blindfold was lifted away. He leaned down to kiss her lightly and keeping his lips in contact with hers, he moved his hand down toward her pussy.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Natalie?” he asked as they continued to kiss. “Do you want a real hard cock inside you now instead of this plastic thing?”

“Oh, God, yes!” Natalie moaned as she wiggled under him. “Fuck me. Please, Chase, fuck me!”

Chase turned off the vibe in her pussy and slowly withdrew it. He then maneuvered himself on the bed so that his body was hovering over her. The head of his cock bumped against the drenched folds of her abused sex. As hard as his cock was, there was little to stop it from pushing its way down inside her. With a long deliberate and slow stroke he slipped deep inside her pussy, savoring every inch of him that disappeared inside her. He penetrated her up to the bone then began to pull back out, more slowly than when entering her. He could feel the plug still vibrating in her ass.

He held himself up from her body and looked down at her. Natalie appeared to him as a wonderful mix of beauty and passion. Her light blue eyes were filled with lust and desire; her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue of arousal; her mouth was open and her breathing fast and deep; her body writhing with pleasure. Chase wanted to relish every moment of this, the look in her eyes, the movement of her body, and the way she made him feel as they ground their bodies together.

“Baby, I love the way you look tonight,” he said, his own feelings of lust and desire growing with each second. “I want both of us to remember all of this.”

“Fuck me, Chase,” she called out, rocking her hips, grinding herself on him. “Fuck me!”

Chase did. For several minutes he drove his cock into her sopping wet cunt slow and deep, then hard and fast, then slow and deep again. For her part, Natalie wound her legs around his waist and humped him from beneath until he was nearly ready to cum. He pulled his cock all the way out of her and she moved her legs together and squeezed the head of his cock as it popped free. He rubbed the head up and down the length of her pussy several times, as slowly as he had his tongue earlier. She tried working her hips into position so that it would be taken inside her, but he fended off her attempt. A devilish smile came over his face.

Kneeling on the bed, Chase reached for her legs and lifted them up. Holding her ankles together with one hand, he removed the butt plug and nosed his cock toward her nether opening. There was no protest when he thrust himself into her ass. Chase hooked her legs back over his shoulders, lifting her hips up. Grabbing the vibe, he managed to turn it on and run it over the puffed folds of her sex while he took her ass slow and deep.

Natalie swore and cursed at the double penetration by man and machine. For a few minutes they were caught up in a sublime sensation. But the sight of her completely surrendered to the supreme pleasure of the moment was enough to set Chase off. He soon erupted violently, shooting his load deep into the tight depths of her ass. Exhausted, Natalie lay limp against the bed as Chase withdrew his spent cock. Setting aside the toys, he loosened up the restraints and massaged her wrists. Freed at last, Natalie collapsed on the bed, her body still trembling from the intensity.

Chase switched off the lights and climbed onto the bed beside her, tucking her into a spooning position. There were thought darting through his head, but there was no need to exchange words, for both were dog-tired and a step away from sleep. It wasn’t long till they fell asleep, the Cormorant cruising through the dark Atlantic night.

* * *

Chase sat with Natalie and Nicole on the fantail deck sharing an afternoon cocktail as the sleek Cormorant II pulled up to the slip smoothly. There were perhaps a dozen others already tied up at dock. Although dwarfed by a couple of others that hailed from Middle East ports of call, the Cormorant fit in proudly, reflecting elegance and the modest taste of its owner. The well-manicured grounds of their host’s estate swept up a gentle incline toward the gracious mansion that gleamed in the late afternoon sun.

“Do we let them know we’re here?” Natalie asked, her naked body a gorgeous golden brown.

“They know,” Chase replied, dressed casually in khaki shorts and an unbuttoned white shirt. “I’m sure that we’ve been watched ever since we entered the port. Will you be joining us for dinner, later on Nikki?”

“I’ll probably make an appearance,” Nicole said. Like Natalie, she was naked, her slim blonde body turning rosy. “A girl has to eat, you know, and when these people eat, they don’t eat cheap.”

“Peter Worthington is a great host,” Chase remarked. “You’ll both be treated like queens here, no doubt.”

Soon their cocktails were finished and Chase suggested that Natalie join him down below in their cabin to get ready. Natalie sat on the bed and watched as he drew a hot tub of water and sprinkled in some bath salts.

“I usually prefer to shower but with the leisurely pace of the day I thought a bath would be more in keeping with the mood.” While Natalie pinned up her hair, Chase stripped off his clothes. He held out his hand to Natalie and helped her into the tub.

They reclined in the warm refreshing water. Chase grabbed a loofa and ran it over Natalie’s shoulders. They took turns washing each other thoroughly, even to the point of standing in the tub so that the other could reach their nether parts. With Natalie standing before him, dripping wet, Chase gave in to the urge and leaned forward to kiss the split of her sex, his tongue wiggling up and down and then circling her clit. Natalie returned the favor as she washed his cock and balls, including some kisses when rinsing off his proud manhood. When she captured the head in her mouth, Chase groaned and pulled back.

“Oh, baby, as much as I love the way you do that, I want to wait till later, okay?”

Natalie frowned. They reclined together in the tub until the water had lost its warmth, and then took their time drying each other off.

“Before dinner they have a little Vegas room open, dice, cards, roulette, you name it,” Chase said. “I’ll head over first and you can come later. I’d like you to wear this.”

From his hanging locker, Chase pulled out a long light blue silk gown and heels that perfectly matched Natalie’s eye color. The neckline was cut down practically to the navel, the back down nearly to the split of her ass. The fabric was so thin as if to be transparent. Shoulder straps, thinner than spaghetti, tied front to back, crisscrossing as they descended down the back. The long skirt was slit up on one side nearly to the hip.

“Oh, my god, Chase. I’m not sure that I can wear this,” Natalie said as she examined the gown. “Not in front of a room full of strangers.”

“Yes, you can. And you will,” Chase replied with a smile, the kind of smile that creased his face and accented his dimples.

“I mean, it’s one thing to be naked at your house full of strangers, but out in public?”

“It’s not exactly public,” Chase said, hoping to reassure her. “This is a private estate. Sure, the guests are some of the world’s richest and most powerful men and their wives and consorts, Saudi princes, Asian billionaires, Russian mobsters, South American entrepreneurs, European aristocracy, but beneath all the pretense they are just men.”

“There’s no way I could wear anything underneath it and it would almost be like … like … like I’m naked.”

“And that’s the way I want you, Baby,” Chase replied, moving beside her and holding the dress up against her body. She ran her hand down over the fabric that felt as smooth as a fresh water stream. “You are a spectacular woman, you know. There isn’t a part of you that isn’t exquisite. And that includes your mind and your heart.”

Natalie took the gown and draped it against her naked body. Chase could tell that she would look spectacular wearing it. She glanced at Chase and smiled. He wasn’t sure exactly what she was thinking. She laid the gown on the bed and sat at the dressing table to begin doing up her hair. Meanwhile, Chase dressed in an elegant tux, black trousers, white shirt, and a red silk bowtie.

“Here’s the plan,” Chase said as he inspected his tie and straightened it. “The game room is right off the water. You’ll see it and hear it as you walk up from the dock. There’ll be a couple of doormen to let you in. I’ll be seated on the far side of the room at the black jack table facing the entrance as you come in. Dinner is at seven in the dining hall but always begins late, so I’d like you to walk up say around seven-twenty. That way everyone will have arrived and you’ll be the last.” Chase took out a crisply pressed white dinner jacket and slipped it on his shoulders. He stood behind Natalie, still naked and tending to her hair, and watched her in the mirror as he continued.

“You’ll see me clearly. I want you to walk slowly, very slowly but directly toward me. If people say something to you or call out your name, wave, smile, acknowledge them in the slightest, but make it clear that your focus is on me, because it should be. You belong with me tonight. I want every pair of eyes in the room on you. I want you to feel them caressing you, making love to you, wishing they were lucky enough to be the object of your attention. Come directly to my side, rest your hand on my shoulder, maybe take a peak at my cards and frown like I’m holding a bad hand, which I probably will since I suck at black jack.”

“What is this about, Chase? Using me to show off?” Natalie asked, their eyes meeting in the dressing table mirror.

“I suppose some might see it that way, and on some level they might be right,” Chase said, his fingers dragging lightly back and forth along her shoulders. He noticed how exposure to the sun was bringing out reddish blonde highlights in her auburn curls. “But for me, this isn’t about ego or showing off or showing someone else up. I want to see the look on your face, the looks on the faces of others. I want to see who is weak and who is strong.”

“And a half naked girl walking by will do that?”

“Yes,” Chase said. His hands gripped her shoulders lightly as he leaned over to kiss her on the neck then the cheek. “You’d be surprised what you can find out about someone by the way they observe just that. Now, if you’ll excuse me, baby, I have to go lose some money to people who really don’t need another dime.”

* * *

Chase was seated at the black jack table, just as he had told Natalie, however, his luck at cards was much better than he had predicted. He was feeling good and a bit reckless, a sense that was fueled each time he raked in more winnings.

It was seven-twenty-five when Natalie appeared at the doorway. She looked magnificent in the sheer light blue gossamer gown, her hair done up high on her head with a few curling tendrils framing her pretty face. Her light blue eyes scanned the crowd and quickly focused on Chase. She smiled warmly, licked her lips, and began to walk toward him very, very slowly. By the time she had passed two tables every immediate eye was on her. The sheer fabric hid nothing of the sweet body underneath, the points of her nipples jiggling and bouncing in cadence with her stride, her hips swaying in perfect rhythm. Chase examined his cards intently and heard a few comments being whispered about. Of course he surveyed the crowd noting the expressions on the faces of those who were captivated by Natalie’s arrival.

When Natalie approached the table, Chase looked up. “There you are darling,” he said and grinned at the beautiful vision of female pulchritude before him.

Natalie sauntered straight to his side, rested her hand on his shoulder, and then leaned down toward his upturned face to kiss him fully on the lips. They both issued a soft moan when their tongues met. Chase’s hand glided up over her leg to rest on her hip sheathed in the gossamer fabric. It was a long deep wet kiss that caused a stir throughout the room.

“Chase! Chase!” said Peter Worthington, seated to his left. “Are you in?”

“Yes, I am, “ Chase replied. “No cards.”

A few eyebrows raised as most of the others requested another card from the banque. Several tall stacks of chips joined the pile in the center of the table. Chase was content to stay with his hand. Natalie exchanged a polite smile with the tall exotic East Indian beauty standing beside Worthington, before turning her attention back to the table. One by one the players around the table tossed their hands in or turned them over. With a scowl Chase examined his cards for a moment before turning them over. A king and ace of hearts.

“You’ve got me, old man,” Worthington exclaimed with a laugh as he tossed his cards away. “And everyone else as well.” The tall Englishman stood. “Enough of this frivolity. Everyone! May I have your attention? Dinner will now be served!”

To a general acclaim, everyone rose and began to sort their way toward the dining hall.

“Peter, I’d like you to meet my personal assistant, Miss Natalie Nichols,” Chase said, rising and placing his hand on the small of Natalie’s back. “Natalie, this is our gracious host, Peter Worthington.”

The dapper Englishman smiled and took Natalie’s hand, lifting it to his lips for a kiss. A fabulously wealthy British national, his uncanny resemblance to a young Sean Connery had earned him the nickname of “Bond, Peter Bond.”

“Pleased to make your acquaintance,” said Worthington. “I’d like you to meet my wife, Sahira.”

The dark-eyed, dark-skinned beauty beside Peter smiled warmly toward Natalie and nodded. Chase offered his arm to Natalie who looped her delicate hand inside and followed along.

“I’m sure that dinner will be delectable, but you look absolutely ravishing!” Chase said to Natalie, as he looked his dinner partner over. “As I was saying earlier, spectacular!”

 

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Her body arched and turned as she felt his touches to it, she couldn’t give to him no more at that moment, her cunt pulsed hard and fast, her inner muscles clamping around those vibrating toys as she struggled slightly against the binds that held her captive to Chase. Natalie couldn’t even form words; she had a hard time trying to catch her breath even as the toys every now and then grazed her over sensitive clit.

Natalie was grateful he turned down the speed of the toys; her body couldn’t handle no more of the quicker pace he had them on. Her eyes were on him; her chest heaved up and slowly dropped as he touched her trembling body. Every nerve ending was more sensitive than ever before his fingertips glided up her body touching her as she groaned and moved under his hand. Her eyes closed behind the blindfold as she laid there now still her mind concentrating on his hand as she felt it slide up her thigh to her stomach and then her firm slick breast. She gasped out and twisted slightly to the right and then back as his thumb and fingers rolled her stiff nipple between them.

He didn’t stop there, he released that nimble nub and smoothed his flat hand up to her neck and without her knowledge she felt his warm breath roll over her face and his lips brush against hers for a soft kiss that turned hot and passionate between them. Natalie squirmed under him; her body brushing his as she moaned to his as her tongue teased along his pink war muscle within his mouth. She slowly licked her lips tasting him from them once the kiss broke.

Chase’s voice was soft when he spoke to her ear, it made her body tingle within, she kept her eyes closed behind the soft blindfold and left his voice be locked within her head, like a memory stored for a later time. She nodded her head to him when he stated about her being hungry, she was actually. He was beginning to know her well, perhaps to well till this was all said and done.

He chose to tease her and play a game with her as he placed a slick sweet tasting fruit between her lips as she allowed her tongue to swirl around it and then sucked the juice from it taking a guess and then quickly changing her mind and guessing it was a slice of mango as she bit into it and took half the piece he held there between his fingers. She could hear him take the other half and eat it as she felt the kiss to her lips as a reward for answering correctly. Natalie had a quick thought run trough her head, thinking that she could play this game with him more and more if his kisses were the rewards but in all honesty she knew all she needed to do was pucker up and just take the kisses she desired from hi lips and he’d never say a bad thing about it.

He gave her an easy one next but she took it quickly knowing just from the scent it was a pineapple but she waited for the rewards to follow when she guessed it right and savored the juices from his lips as they shared piece after piece and each time she got it right another kiss till all she wanted was one long deep lingering one to end it all.

The last one he placed to her lips was a fruit Natalie loved the most, a fresh juicy plump strawberry with the tip dipped in cream. She let out how much she adored the scrumptious fruit right after she bit it in half and tasted the sweetness. He fed her a few more and then she felt him slide his warm moist tongue along her cheek which in turn led to his lips kissing hers. The kiss was the type that Natalie had been wanting since the game began. Her body moved slowly upon the bed as it heated up and turned into something deeper than just a reward for being a good guesser. She moaned to his lips, she tasted the sweet sugary juice from them as well as her own; she moaned out and struggled against the bind to want to wrap her arms around him and rake her nails along his back as her hips grinded up to his.

He removed himself from the bed and asked her if she’d like more, she responded yes, opened her mouth and nodded her head as she felt him move back on to the bed as she went from side to side like a slow moving wave. He dropped a droplet of cream to her open mouth she guessed cream no fruit and he chuckled. Natalie thought nothing of it as she was so wrapped up in their little game they were playing, that when he pulled the next move it was quite unexpected.

What she thought was a another red sweet strawberry was really his cockhead covered in strawberry sauce, she giggled and began to swirl her tongue around his head as her lips closed about the swollen knob as she sucked it within her warm mouth and fed upon it in a hungry fashion, letting her hear his low moans of pleasure as he fed her with a single slow thrust giving her every inch of his sweet manhood.

Chase teased her and she loved it, his playful side was a turn on all by itself to her. She felt his hand caressing her cheek as she sucked and licked his dick. He reached down and when he slightly shifted she could feel the vibration of the toys speed up faster which in turn made her suck him faster and deeper as she worked him the best she could being bound and blindfolded under him.

As soon as he pulled back and began to reposition himself on the bed Natalie begged him to be released from the binds to fully please her boss, but he didn’t buy it, she was already pleasing him fully without the use of her hands and sight. He placed his turgid meat back within her wanton mouth and she sucked him again as her desire to be fucked grew and her body squirmed between his thighs. All three holes of her body were filled to the hilt by him; she had never had so much pleasure at one time till now. Natalie was in heaven with him, she loved how he pushed her and taught her so much that she’d never even desired or thought about.

He complimented her as she fed off his cock, her mouth full she answered him with a muffled ‘m-m-h-m-m’. Natalie lost herself in the sexual pleasure she was feeling. She worshiped his meat; she licked, sucked and kissed his stiff tool. Her tongue danced along it, feeling ever blood filled surging vein that pressed against the skin. Her wrists tugged against the hold as her body lifted and fell, turned and twisted as her breast moved from side to side, her nipples so hard they were like fine diamonds that could cut through glass with a single slice.

He pulled back with his hips as his cock moved through her lips, her tongue pressed hard against his shaft as she felt the rim of the head pull against the inside of her mouth as he drug the head slowly from between them causing her to moan out lightly to him.

Natalie begged her boss to free her or at least remove the blindfold so she could see him, and he responded with a question, asking her what she would do for him if he did either or both.

Natalie would have done anything and she meant anything when she answered him, telling him that. A moan released from her mouth as she felt his fingers tweak her swollen twin nipples, her body arched as she parted her lips and licked across them seductively, she needed him to take her, she wanted him to fuck her so hard she’d scream for him.

He teased her more telling her they would compromise as he trailed his fingers slowly up her neck and soon she felt the blindfold lift and lay loose over her blue hues as he pulled it from her face, her eyes flickering and fluttering to the lighting in their cabin. She felt his kiss and responded back as his hand moved down her slick sleek body, she felt his fingers move over her bare mound as she lifted her ass slightly up from the bed and trembled under his touch and then placed her ass back down as his hot breaths blew across her face as he released each breath.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Natalie?” he asked as they continued to kiss. “Do you want a real hard cock inside you now instead of this plastic thing?”

“Oh, God, yes!” Natalie moaned as she wiggled under him. “Fuck me. Please, Chase, fuck me!” Natalie couldn’t express it enough how bad she wanted his rock hard dick thrusting in her like a well oiled machine. She felt her cunt muscles gripping around the vibrating toy as she thought about how bad, there wasn’t any words at that moment that could express her need for him to full her up full and just make her cum over and over like the toys have been. Her eyes were big, blue and soft as she looked at him, “I need and want you to fuck me so hard Chase, please just fuck me.” She begged him, not caring if she fed that male ego with her pleading for his cock or not she was beyond the words fucking horny.

He reached down and she felt the vibration of the toy shoved deep into her cunt turned off and her swollen meaty fat lips move along its length as he removed it leaving her with a void to be filled by the real deal, something more pleasing and desired other than the toy.

As soon as Natalie felt his head move against her cunt she cried out to him in need and struggled against those binds that held her wrists, her body arched as she tried to shove his thick cock into her sloppy wet dripping fuck-hole. She had wanted him that moment more than any thus far in this business arrangement. He had her to the point she really would have done anything to have him take her and make her cum over and over again and again. She’s never been at that point ever before till now with him, and knew that it would be impossible for another to reach those high standards he was setting for her in bed.

Natalie moaned out and clenched her teeth as he pushed his cock inside her pussy, she welcomed him as she tightened her pussy muscles and tried to suck him in faster…deeper but he took his time wanting her to feel every inch of his prick move in between her folds filling her as she cried out loudly not caring who could hear her, that was the least thing she was thinking about.

He moved so slowly within her, she was in heaven with him, every nerve ending caressed by his cock, her breaths erratic, she could cum quickly if he kept it up. She moaned and whimpered to him, her body was so in tuned with him it felt as if fire was ripping through her veins as the blood rushed along its course through her body, she lifted her hips for him to give him that direct straight passage as she felt him pierce her to the bone over and over, feeling him move across her g-spot, egging her to come without words only silent motions allowing his meat to manipulate her inner velvet walls.

Natalie felt him making love to her, this wasn’t fucking, her mind spinning, her body aching, as she tossed her head from side to side, her fingers wrapped about the binds that held them to the bed as her ass lifted and fell in synch with his. She moaned out and sucked a breath letting it out as she trembled and tensed up. Sweat covered her naked body, he had her hotter than hell could have ever been.

She had hoped he’d not stop, he was leading her to a hard slow orgasm, one that would wipe her out totally, she felt the plug within her ass vibrating adding to it all as she looked up to him seeing him looking back as they locked eyes. Her mouth opened her throat dry as her body writhered under his. Her eyes pleased out, begging him to make her cum, begging him to continue and just take her as he was.

There was nothing animalistic about this session of sex with him, he knew what he was doing to her, he fucked not only with her body but her head and she was falling for it, that porn star of his wasn’t there tonight, it was all Natalie that once innocent woman from New York that was making love to Chase, doing something she couldn’t do with him, something she wasn’t going to allow happen. As had as she tried to bring that whorish female to the surface she couldn’t, she just moved in motion with him and continued to make love to her boss.

“Baby, I love the way you look tonight. I want both of us to remember all of this.” He aid to her with a straight sincere face, one that melted Natalie’s heart in an instant. She was speechless…dumbfounded in what to say back to him. For the very first time in her life she couldn’t speak back, those words wouldn’t release from her lips, the real one’s she wanted to let go just wouldn’t; come out, couldn’t come out instead she responded with words that shielded her from harm, hurt and pain of a shattered heart.

“Fuck me chase, Fuck me damn it, take your little slut of a porn star and just make me cum you bastard!”

Natalie’s voice and look changed as she said those words, she didn’t mean them but needed to say them. He did as told he fucked her still slowly and deeply as she groaned and growled in a low tone until he picked up the pace and just fucked her over and over till she was just about to cum for him and he tugged his cock from her cunt as she looked at him in confusion wanting to just yell and scream at him but didn’t she closed her eyes and calmed down, he had no idea how bad she just wanted to fuck him herself and use his dick like her own personal toy and then go to sleep.

Natalie felt frustration and anger within, being teased so badly and then screwed with wasn’t making her happy, he knew exactly how bad she wanted to let loose and yet he played on and held her legs closed while he popped his cock from her hole freeing her cunt juices as she felt them trickle down between her cheeks and around the anal plug shoved into the depths of her bowls.
Her eyes looked to his as she tried to pivot her hips to get him inside her again, “fuck you chase, your being a bastard now just fuck me!’ she exclaimed to him as she watched a devilish grin move over his face as he looked down to her.

Natalie felt him push her legs up into the air and hold them there within his wrapped fingers, she felt them tighten around her slim ankles as she then felt him pressing the tip against her semi loose back puckered hole. Without warning he pushed his hips forth and nudged her open as she could feel the head of his cock slide within her ass without a word from Natalie, only a lingering groan from her lips. She didn’t fight him again taking her ass, she instead pushed those muscles around his cock out making it tighter around his shaft as he slide his length inside her warm soft tunnel, and at the same time she felt a jolt surge through her as he placed the vibrator against her folds teasing her again as she arched her back up and opened her mouth moaning out to him through half closed eyes.

“Oh-h-h f-fuck-k me r-raw, you ass!” she cried out as he raised the limit to her arousal once more as she felt him take her ass loving every stroke she felt. The vibrations to her thick protruding clit sent her over the edge quickly, Natalie bucked up and down the best she could feeling him taking her over and over bringing her pleasure from both ends as she closed her eyes and left it go, she tensed up and came harder than ever for him as she felt his seed explode within her bowels as he took her ass. Natalie opened her eyes and looked to him as she gasped a breath and whimpered out, a soft moan followed from her full lips as her body quivered under him.

“Damn C-Chase, that….was wonderful” She managed to say as her breaths were still erratic. She laid there under him as limp as a rag doll, she surrendered her every being to him. Chase pulled from her folds; he placed the toys aside and then released her from the wrist restraints and massaged her slightly red flesh. Her body settled down on the bed as she looked to him, watching him as her inner cunt muscles convulsed.

The cabin went pitch black for a second, the moon shone through the small portals upon them, she felt him climb into bed with her and spoon her, he held her tightly within his arm as she found sleep quickly, the waves crashing along the side of the yacht as it took the ocean by storm never bothered her, sleep was peaceful and needed.

* * *​

Natalie woke with Chase; they joined Captain Ray and Nicole for breakfast. They sat in a circle around the table, Natalie and Nicole naked of course, even though Nicole had no house rules she like Natalie took advantage of the warm morning sun. Natalie’s tan grew darker and darker as the days went on; her flesh was nice and golden and looked even more beautiful when she glistened from the oil under the sun’s rays.

After breakfast Chase went into his office and did a bit of last minute work while Natalie and Nicole lay out on the front deck of the yacht and talked between themselves. Natalie thought it was great; there were no ill feelings between them about what happened if anything they were more like sister’s than before.

The morning hours went by quickly and by the afternoon Chase and Natalie were settled on the fantail deck sipping cocktails as she watched the yacht pull up close to the dock. She watched as captain Ray showed his expertise as he pulled into the slip with ease. Natalie was impressed by his skills with steering such a large vessel. She looked about seeing about a dozen other yachts docked on both sides of them, some bigger than Chase’s but not by much. She stood up and watched the yacht settle in its new home and looked at the beautiful estate before them.

Natalie asked about how the whole thing works when docking as they did, do they tell the host they are there, and such, as she listened to chase answer her while she peered out into the wondrous estate. Natalie turned and looked over Nicole and smiled as Chase asked her about dinner, listening to answer about possibly making an appearance eventually sometime through the evening.

Natalie listened to the chit chat between them as she continued to look about not caring if other’s were as they would see her naked golden tanned flesh, growing accustomed to being seen nude nothing like that bothered her, if anything covering up was now starting to become an issue. Thou at times she did disagree with him in certain areas around other’s she didn’t know but hell what a way to get to know them.

Once the drinks were finished she felt him take her hand as he led her below and back into their shared cabin where she sat upon the bed while he drew them a bath. She knew she was lucky to have this year long time with chase, she didn’t need to have another treat her like a Queen, he already did.

Natalie tossed her long curly locks up on her head pinning them tightly as she smiled listening to him and watching as he undressed. She sighed softly and then stood taking the hand offered as she stepped into the heated water feeling him follow as they relaxed as one for a but and then as he began to wash her she returned the favor, each bathing the other as they took turns standing, she loved how gentle he was with her, and how he followed through to the fullest. She herself paid close attention as she knelt before him washing his cock and sac, every now and then kissing his tip, the shaft as she left her tongue dance against his sac. Natalie took the cap of his cock and suckled upon it feeling him pull from her mouth across her lips as he groaned and told her later would be better for that deed to be done. She wasn’t happy with his answer but accepted it and settled back under the heated water relaxing against him with her eyes closed just taking in the mood till the water turned cold and then they stepped out and took their time slowly drying each other off making sure every bit of flesh was dry.

Standing in the cabin she looked to him and watched as he spoke, he filled her in about the evening and what was he would have her wear to the Vegas room that evening. Natalie thought the gown was beautiful, but it was sheer and thin, everyone would see everything under it and see nothing at the same time. She knew he’d have her naked under it, the back wasn’t made to wear a bra, and the panties would look stupid.

Natalie protested against wearing it but she soon realized it did no good against Chase. When she heard the words...’you will’ she thought about it and tried to protest about wearing it again but again it didn’t matter he was hell bent on her wearing the dress that evening in public or as public as it will get. She spoke out about unable to wear nothing under it and he confirmed that was exactly what he wanted.

His words made her mind up, she knew she’d never win and when he added the final touches to his reasoning Natalie gave in. She held the dress against her naked form, her hand moved along it as she felt the softness of her skin as well as the material. She lifted her head and looked at him and smiled, and then placed the gown upon the bed and sat at the vanity and began to do her hair and make-up for the evening.

Natalie watched him in the mirror and cocked her head as she eyed him up, he looked handsome as ever and she was proud to be seen on his arm in anything he picked out for her, even when she protested. She thought the red was a nice touch but thought blue would have been better since he picked blue for her and she would eventually be upon his arm that evening but she said nothing and just worked on her hair placing it in a pile of curls upon her head with a few wisps about her face.

Natalie looked to him in the mirror as he began to explain the plan for the evening. He seemed to ask a lot of her she thought as he continued. She began to do the make up around her eyes always a nice smokey look for the evening, black and blue looked nice and would bring her eyes out and look nice with the blue dress. He stood behind her and watched her in the mirror, she smiled as she finished the coloring and liner on her one eye and then moved to the other.

After he filled her in fully, Natalie looked directly into his eyes seeing him looking back through the mirror before her as she came right out and asked a question “What is this about, Chase? Using me to show off?” he said it was and that was a touch upsetting to her but again he charmed her and explained what it meant to him, and once again Natalie felt better and even relieved she wasn’t just a piece of eye candy for on his arm, but he actually had a reason behind it all whether it was bullshit or not she accepted it and asked another question and again he answered her to the fullest and once more she nodded and seemed okay with it all.

“Have fun Chase and I’ll see you in a bit.” She said as she watched him leave the cabin, she watched through the mirror seeing how he walked erect and with confidence, she admired that in him and his ass looking great in anything he wore was a plus as well.

Natalie dressed for the evening, she checked herself out in the mirror and shook her head as she noticed when the light hit her body the right way anyone would be able to see everything in detail under her dress, but this was for him and this was what he wished from her and she agreed. He did have taste she thought as she smoothed over the front of the dress, twisting and turning admiring her body and how the dress draped so nicely.

At seven fifteen Natalie walked along the dock to the walkway that lead up to the mansion, he was correct she was easily able to find the Vegas casino area. She took a deep breath and made an appearance in the doorway. Looking around the large room she scanned the faces of people attending the function and quickly she found the man she was looking for and her soft pink colored lips curled up into a bright beaming smile that could easily have lit up the room and did just that, as she moved the tip of her tongue across them and made then shine as she took the first step into the room feeling all eyes upon her as she glided with confidence with each step taken.

Natalie walked slowly, just as she was asked to do, there was a slight bouncing of her breasts as her nipples stood erect and moved nicely against the thin material of the dress. There wasn’t nothing about her hidden, the lighting made sure of that. Her hips swayed from side to side as she continued to look to Chase regardless if he was looking to her or not, she was letting all those around her know she was with another.

Once she made her way to him she stopped at his side and lifted her delicate small hand up to his shoulder and placed it there lightly, her red nails perfectly manicured and painted, red for she knew he preferred that color and this was all about pleasing him this night.

She leaned forth and lowered her lips to his and placed a hard long passionate kiss with a mutual released soft moan from both for those close by to hear. She held there for a few moments it was apparent to those looking at the ‘couple’ the front of her dress hung down and exposed more of her perfectly rounded breasts to all those that were looking. She stood back up, her back slightly arched, shoulders back and head up, model material with grace and poise. His hand remained upon her hips a bit longer, she felt the eyes and heard some of the soft whispering going on between couples, mainly the females but Natalie didn’t care, she was with the most handsome man in the room and it showed how proud she was of that fact and him.

Natalie heard Chase’s name called twice by the man standing aside him, Natalie smiled as his attention was drawn from her back to the game at hand. She surveyed the table noting the sizable stacks of chips all around before the players knowing fully it wasn’t chump change they were playing for. Smiles were exchanged between the eastern beauty and Natalie; there was a time when Natalie would feel insecure about being around such beautiful women and men with money but now a days it was nothing, she ran with the best of them, it wasn’t ego, no it was confidence that Chase had stilled within her.

She turned her attention back to Chase and heard the sound release from his lips and then watched as he showed his cards when he placed then face up on the table. Natalie was impressed with the way he pulled that play off; she smiled at him and then lifted her eyes to Peter Worthington, and listened to his announcement regarding dinner.

Surveying the room, Natalie watched as the guests rose and formed a neat line into the dinning area, she turned her attention back to Chase as he introduced her to him, and Natalie smiled and offered her slender hand forth and shook his, “Pleasure to meet you Sir.” She said s she felt his fingers move along her hand from the shake to his lips as he placed a kiss upon the back of her hand. Natalie looked him over, he had a handsome face, she adored the accent but she looked back to Chase and knew he was the better of all those there.

He introduced her to his wife, they nodded to each other and smiled, “Pleasure as well Sahira” was all Natalie said as she watched Chase offer his arm as she slipped her within his and leaned in placing a kiss to his cheek after he complimented her causing her to blush darker than usual.

“You look more handsome Mr. Bradford with each passing moment.” Natalie meant those words; they made a power ‘couple’ if any did. They had confidence and it showed as they walked into a room arm in arm, the high energy would easily be felt by those around them.

He escorted her to her seat and waited till she sat as he helped her move forth, she turned her head and watched as he sat aside her and settled. Natalie reached up and placed the cloth napkin over her lap and then placed her hand upon his upper thigh and gave it a squeeze. She watched as servants began to bring plate after plate out to their guests, Natalie looked to her left and noticed a middle aged eastern Indian male looking her over, he smiled to her and nodded his head.

“Good Evening Miss Nichols, I have heard you were such a beauty but until now seeing for myself I was told right. I can see why Chase keeps you all to himself.” Natalie was caught off guard by the man using her name. “I’m sorry please let me introduce myself,” he said as he reached for her hand and held it within his as he caressed the top of her hand with his thumb while he maintained eye contact with her, “I am Prince Rao.” He released her hand after a few more moments of holding it.

Natalie smiled, “Thank you for the compliment Prince Rao, tis a pleasure to meet you.” Her hand caressed Chase’s thigh as the prince and her conversed back and forth, only did they stop when their plates were placed before them.

“Perhaps after dinner you and I can talk more, though I shall ask Chase first if he wouldn’t mind me stealing his lovely woman from his arm.

“I would enjoy that, and I’m sure he wouldn’t mind but I shall let you ask him first.” She replied and they began to eat their meal.

 

[Miltone]

Chase Bradford

As they strolled to their table, Chase was struck by the presence of his companion. That Natalie looked spectacular almost went without saying. The pale blue gown fit her exquisitely, complimenting the color of her eyes, cupping and yet perfectly revealing the shape and contour of her breasts (the size, color, and texture of her nipples was easily discerned), accentuating her narrow waist, the flair of her hips, and the curves of her ass, and showing off her trim and shapely legs. Yet it was the way she carried herself that captivated Chase, her head erect and confident, her smile illuminating every one around her, and her stride smooth and graceful with a perfect amount of sexy sway. Chase could feel the eyes of the others on them, and adopted a leisurely pace to take best advantage of the opportunity.

A society orchestra was playing a mix of international dinner music and a quiet but efficient staff made sure the glasses were full and the plates arrived perfectly. As they were sitting down, Chase noticed that Nicole had arrived and was sitting with a group of friends, some of the other executive assistants. Seating this evening was Western style, circular tables of twelve.

Chase and Natalie were seated at a table next to their host. The six couples at the table were a well-planned cross section of the international oil business. Chase knew every one of them and had worked with each at least once at some point. Next to Chase was Kalin Nmubaka, a Nigerian oil field entrepreneur, a tall muscular imposing man cut from a similar independent cloth as Chase’s grandfather, who had channeled his ruthless drive for survival as an orphan in an often-lawless country into an extremely profitable and influential business. Seated between Chase and Nmubaka was Nmubaka’s woman, a tall, slender, quiet African woman whose close-cropped hair accentuated her large black eyes and whose sleek ebony skin contrasted strikingly with the brightness of her gracious smile.

Beside them was Ahmeen Suphon and his wife, Karinna, a young aggressive oil broker from Malaysia whose innovative trading practices and resulting success were becoming legendary in the world oil market. Next was Evgeny Sherchenko, a chubby and balding high-ranking Russian oil minister and his young mistress, a gorgeous Ukrainian girl named Yulia who was all perfect pale skin, pure blonde hair, and ice blue eyes. The couple beside them was Arturo Guillen, a stout hard drinking Venezuelan oilman and his beautiful wife Lourdes.

To Natalie’s right were Prince Rao Shrinthmankulpanin and his wife, Pasha. Prince Rao came from an old-line Indian family of great wealth and influence. Despite the many democratic reforms in his country, Rao could have lived a life of relative indulgent leisure on what remained of his family’s estate, but chose instead to travel to England to study mechanical engineering and eventually became immersed in the North Sea drilling project, which only whetted his appetite for greater success in the oil industry. His wife was a large friendly woman whose laugh grew louder with each glass of wine.

Throughout the dinner, Chase was keenly aware of Natalie’s hand placed on his thigh rather than resting politely in her lap. When Prince Rao began chatting her up, the pressure of her hand increased accordingly, a reminder that Chase was still in her thoughts despite the sweet compliments Rao was bestowing upon her. For his part, Chase would drop his hand below the table whenever the prospect presented itself, finding the slit along the side of her gown to be particularly advantageous and providing him with a great chance to slip his hand over her thigh and draw his pinky up toward the warmth of her sex. Natalie responded with a subtle shifting of her hips, allowing him to caress her freshly shaven mound.

Chase was amused to watch the eye contact game being played. When Natalie would glance over at the Prince, his large dark eyes would gaze intently into hers. But when she would look down at her plate or over to Chase or at one of the other dinner guests, Rao’s eyes would drop immediately down to the deep vee of Natalie’s gown. Of course the modest but glittering necklace Chase had given to Natalie, a pendant with a teardrop aquamarine set in a diamond cluster pointed the way down to her arresting décolletage and the Prince didn’t let a single opportunity to ogle her stunning cleavage pass without an appreciative glimpse.

The talk over dinner was not of business, but of pleasure. Most had flown onto the island and were staying at the nearby Fairmont Southampton. Everyone was glad to put the worries and stress of business behind and enjoy the glittering pink sand beaches, azure blue seas, and spectacular tropical sunsets. Chase was pleased to see Natalie jump right into the conversation, asking questions and making clever comments—even cracking a funny one-liner that elicited a laugh even from the terminally grumpy Sherchenko. When dinner was over their host stood and drew everyone’s attention.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to welcome you to Perfidia, my home away from home, and thank you all for attending this evening’s activities,” Worthington said in a loud warm voice. “With the world economy on such tenuous grounds, the important business that we will conduct over the next few days will set the course for what happens the rest of the year. When I look around the room, I see prominent and powerful and influential leaders of our industry, and Sahira and I are pleased and proud to host you. Please let us know if there is anything we can do to make your visit more comfortable. Tonight, this evening is not about business, but about pleasure. Now that we have supped—and I trust that you have all had your fill—it is time to relax and enjoy the evening. The gaming room will be open and I expect to see a crowded dance floor for those who are so inclined. So without further ado, I’d like to propose a toast.”

Everyone raised their glasses, many of the gentlemen rising to their feet, as did Chase.

“May you have the hindsight to know where you've been,” Worthington began. “The foresight to know where you are going.” Worthington paused pregnantly, then added, “And the insight to know when you have gone too far."

There were cheers and huzzahs all around the room as the ladies rose to join their gentlemen in clinking glasses and downing their drinks. Chase turned to Natalie, who looked up at him appealingly.

“Would you care to dance?” Chase asked.

“I’d love to,” Natalie remarked and then patted her belly. “I need to work off a few courses of this dinner.”

“It was terrific, wasn’t it?” Chase said, and then led her onto the dance floor. Despite the difference in their height, they fit together wonderfully when dancing, slipping into each other’s arms and moving as one about the parquet floor. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

Natalie looked around the room as several other couples joined them on the dance floor. “This is pretty amazing, Chase. I’ve never seen anything quite like it. The women are dressed to the nines like it’s New Year’s Eve and the men look pretty sharp themselves.”

“And I’m the lucky guy to be dancing with the most beautiful girl here,” Chase replied.

They danced a few numbers, a foxtrot, a waltz, a swing dance, and a slow dance before Chase felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked around to see the handsome smiling face of Prince Rao.

“May I?” asked the Prince with a polite abbreviated bow.

Chase glanced at Natalie, who smiled, and turned her hand over to Rao. “But of course,” he said with a grin. “Darling, I’ll be at the bar,” he told Natalie and then excused himself from the dance floor.

Approaching the bar, he heard his name called out. “Chase, you old speen dog!”

“Poon Dog!” Chase replied when seeing his old friend, John Porter. The men approached and their handshake turned into a man hug, an arm looping around each other’s shoulders and tapping a fist on their backs. “How have you been?”

“Been good,” John said. “But just barely. Hey, I saw you out there with a gorgeous little creature. Is that the one that I’ve been hearing about?”

“Depends on what you’ve heard,” Chase remarked.

“You’ll have to introduce us,” John said.

“You will when you stop by the Cormorant for a visit,” Chase replied. “But first tell me about this new drilling idea of yours.”

As they set about violating Worthington’s evening pleasure rule, though not too avidly, Chase listened to his friend discuss his engineering concept and the application he was working on in the Caucuses. He also kept an eye on Natalie who was dancing with Prince Rao, a very animated and light-footed dancer, whose wife was still at the table talking with Sherchenko and Yulia. When the tempo slowed, Rao let his hand wander down the taut bare curve of Natalie’s back, his fingers flirting with the descending vee of her gown. When his hand ventured too low, with a smile, Natalie promptly reached back and guided his hand back up to where it belonged, not missing a single step of their dance. When the tune was over, they separated and went their separate ways, the Prince returning to his wife and Natalie sauntering over toward Chase at the bar.

“Here’s someone I’d like you to meet, Natalie,” Chase said, putting his hand on Porter’s back. “This is John Porter, AKA Poon Dog, an old pal of mine and partner in crime.”

“Don’t believe everything he tells you about me,” said Porter with a grin. “Especially the ‘old’ part.” He took Natalie’s hand and shook it politely.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Porter,” Natalie said, nodding graciously.

“Call me Poon Dog,” Porter replied. “All my best friends do.”

“But we’ve just met.”

“I’ll make an exception for you, darling,” Porter remarked. “I’d make a lot of exceptions for you.”

It was obvious from the vibrant look in Porter’s cinnamon brown eyes that he liked what he saw in Natalie. Porter was a handsome guy, a few years younger than Chase, tall and well-built with thick brown hair and an ever-present engaging grin.

“You enjoyed your dance with Rao?” Chase asked her, after ordering her a drink.

“Oh, yes,” Natalie said with a chuckle. She slipped up onto the empty bar chair in between Porter and Chase. “He’s quite a dancer, and a talker too. He was saying some pretty incredible things to me.”

“Got to watch out for East Indian royalty,” Porter cracked. “He might be looking to add you to his harem.”

Chase and Porter began to regale Natalie with tales of their business successes and their indiscriminate off-hours. For each story one offered, the other had one to top it.

“So there I am, waiting for the elevator in the lobby of the Chrysler Building with my banker waiting to ride up to sign the contract, when the door opens and there’s Speen Dog stepping with a big lit stogy, a gorgeous blonde on one arm and the fat contract he had just stolen from us in the other hand. At least the girl had wiped the cum off her chin.”

“Speen Dog? Chase?”

“Oh yeah. He hasn’t told you that’s what we call him? I supposed he hasn’t told you how he got that name, has he.”

“I think we’ll save that for some other time, Poon,” Chase remarked.

“How convenient.” Porter said with a laugh.

When Natalie finished her drink and set it on the bar, Porter finished his off as well. “Before you two go off to do whatever lovers like you do,” he said, “I’d better take my shot at getting a dance with you. Do you mind, Speen?”

“Not at all, Poon.”

Chase watched with a smile as Porter escorted Natalie onto the dance floor. Porter was one of his oldest and closest friends, a business rival in some ways, but also very loyal buddy. Obviously, Natalie found him rather charming. Chase enjoyed watching her dance with Porter. He wasn’t the jealous type and besides he knew that he was a better dancer than his old friend. Plus he enjoyed watching Natalie, the way her body swayed in rhythm to the music, the glow of her smile seeming to light up Porter’s face, and the ripple of her laugh when Porter would crack one of his many one-liners.

“You let your woman dance with him,” remarked Prince Ali Karim, Chase’s foremost Saudi partner. “You must feel very confident in your relationship.”

“I know where I stand with her, and she with me,” Chase said. “May I buy you a drink?”

Keeping with his faith, the Prince ordered a fruit juice concoction. “She is very lovely. A beautiful addition to your stable.”

“She is a very special young woman,” Chase said, ignoring the Prince’s reference to property. There were many cultural differences between them that only their mutual business interests could overcome. “Will you be blessing us with your presence on board the Cormorant for our meeting?”

“Yes. Two nights from now. We have much to discuss.”

“I look forward to it,” Chase remarked.

When he finished his bourbon, Chase excused himself and strode out onto the dance floor. “Time for the home team to step up to the plate,” he said to Porter as he took Natalie into his arms again. As Porter thanked Natalie for the dance and bid goodnight, Natalie pressed her body up against Chase. She was warm from the dancing and melted into his arms. Chase was pleased that it was a slow dance, one where he could hold this lithe young woman in his arms.

“Having fun?” Chase asked.

“Yes,” Natalie responded. “Your friend is quite a character. He has a line of shit a mile long.”

“That he does,” Chase chuckled. “But he’s a good guy. He may stay with us for a couple days while we meet with the Saudis.”

“On board ship?”

“Yes. He’ll stay in the guest suite.”

When the song was over and the orchestra was breaking for a spell, Natalie fanned herself. “I need some air, Chase.”

“I could use some too,” Chase replied.

They strolled out to the broad terrace dimly lit by a few ornate brass fixtures, which provided a rosy romantic glow. There were a few others on the terrace enjoying the balmy evening air. Chase and Natalie stood together by the railing looking out at the large expanse of lawn that swept down to the docks and the ocean beyond. The sleek lines of the Cormorant could be seen where it sat proudly at dock.

“It’s beautiful here,” Natalie remarked.

“I agree. It is beautiful here,” Chase said, turning to look directly at Natalie. “Right here.” He lifted his hand up to Natalie’s shoulder and ran his fingertips up to her neck, and then down over her chest till they rested in the lush valley between her breasts. He noticed the tips of her breasts quickly sharpening to fine points. “And here,” he said as his fingers trailed down the deep vee of her gown and then over the gossamer fabric that covered her belly. “And here too,” he remarked when he reached to her hip where the side slit of her gown began. Natalie reached over to Chase, resting her hand on his shoulder.

“This is all like a fairy tale. A dream,” Natalie said languorously. “This trip. Living at your house. Working for you—if you can call it work. A lot of girls would give anything for a life like this and I just sorta fell into it all. Sometimes it’s almost a little to much to comprehend.”

“Coming from the circumstances you were in, I can understand, sleeping on a friend’s couch to a berth on a luxury motor yacht is quite a leap,” Chase replied. “But I’m glad that you did. Mostly because you seem to appreciate it. There are fine things in this life, but it’s not just about the superficial things, but something deeper that gives all of this a special meaning.” Chase waved his hand to the side, a gesture sweeping over the entire scene. He paused as several thoughts flooded his mind. “You know last night something special happened between us.”

“You did take me to a whole new place, Chase,” Natalie said, her hand squeezing his shoulder. “It was like my every nerve ending was on fire.”

“That was pretty crazy,” Chase replied. “You were so stimulated. You were so incredible, invoking a type of passion in me that I’d never felt with a woman before. And while we were … were … I don’t know—having sex seems so inadequate. While we were together, I began to sense a real connection with you. I wanted to bring you up to the same peak where I was. I wanted you to experience the very same exquisite pleasure.”

“I did all of that and more, Chase,” Natalie replied. “Almost too much more.”

Chase brought his hand up from her hip to her cheek. There was a dewy appeal to the look in her eyes that were wide and capturing glints of light from the house and grounds. Natalie was an enchanting young woman, bright and beautiful with a deep running sensuality into which Chase was just starting to tap. As he stroked her cheek, he could feel her lean into his caress, her eyes closing for a moment before flashing open again in all their lustrous beauty. The flood of thoughts was still swirling in his mind. Her presence in his life had surprised him, catching him unprepared, and prompting him to consider some things that were completely unexpected.

“Whether you realize it or not, Natalie, you are an exquisite woman,” Chase said and leaned toward her, seeking her warm glistening lips. The taste of her kiss was delectable, and her tongue was adventurous. Chase slipped his hand around her neck, drawing Natalie closer as her hand slipped down his back and she pressed her body against him. Chase could have easily slipped her gown off and taken her then and there, were it not for the approaching pair of familiar figures.

“There are rooms upstairs if you wish,” said Worthington. “The Juliette Suite is very lush and romantic.”

Chase and Natalie reluctantly broke off their kiss and turned to face their hosts, Natalie running a primping hand over her hair.

“We have our romantic boudoir all freshened up and waiting for us, Peter,” Chase said with a grin. “But thanks for the offer.”

“I trust that you have been enjoying your evening, Miss Nichols,” Worthington said.

“Oh, yes,” Natalie replied with a smile. “This has been a wonderful evening. I’m having a terrific time.”

“Wonderful!” Worthington replied. “Now, I hope that you wouldn’t mind if I borrowed your date for just a few minutes.”

“Just so long as you bring him back in one piece,” Natalie said.

“Then excuse me, ladies,” Worthington said, putting his arm around Chase’s shoulders and drawing him away.

While Worthington and Chase discussed some of the proceedings for the meeting scheduled the following day, Natalie remained with Sahira, Worthington’s beautiful wife. Their polite smiles grew broader as they appeared to make friends. Sahira was a tall exotic East Indian beauty, who arrived penniless in London at the age of 17 and quickly rose up the ranks of top fashion models. Not content to simply pose for the camera, she was smart enough to establish her own agency and soon became involved in advertising. She met Worthington when making a pitch to one of his business concerns. The rest was history. Chase was glad to see her and Natalie chatting and laughing like the best of friends.

“That’s quite a girl you’ve found, Chase,” Worthington said, once their business talk was extinguished.

“Well, you already know what I think about Sahira, Bond,” Chase remarked. “Looks like we are both lucky men tonight.”

“Then we shouldn’t keep the ladies waiting any longer.”

The men returned to take the arms of their women and lead them back into the ballroom. The orchestra had returned and the dance floor was crowded, but they managed to find enough space to enjoy several dances. It was well after midnight when Chase glanced at Natalie and asked if she was ready to leave. She nodded and they began working their way through the room, bidding friends and rivals goodnight.

When they arrived back at the Cormorant, they could still hear the strains of the orchestra as it finished off its final set. Chase helped Natalie aboard and led her up to the pilot’s deck and poured them each a drink. While they stood at the railing sipping their drinks and taking in the sights, Chase ran his hand down her back and beneath the gown where it clung to her hips. Her body was warm and soft. He set his drink down and stood behind her, his fingers tracing the delicate crisscrossing straps of her gown up to her shoulders. Tugging them towards the edge of her shoulders, the gown began it delicious descent, slipping from her divine form until she was standing there in just her heels and endearing smile.

“You’re lucky it’s so nice out tonight,” Natalie remarked.

Chase moved up close behind her and reached around her body, pulling her back against him. As she leaned back, he ran his hands over her breasts and belly, caressing every inch of her soft supple smooth skin. When his hand eased down between her legs, he found her shaven mound warm and already moist.

“You feel like you’re ready for me,” he said.

“You seem to always know how to make me ready,” Natalie said, and then spun around to face him. Her hands moved up to loosen his tie and then grasp his shoulders. They kissed deeply and warmly.

Grasping her ass, Chase lifted her up into his arms, her legs wrapping around him, her sex pressing against his growing manhood. Any thoughts of taking her down to their stateroom were dissolved by the instant pangs of desire, fueled by her words.

“Take me, Chase,” she whispered in a husky voice. “Fuck me!”

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Natalie felt all eyes upon them as they made their way through the dinning room; she felt the dress move with each step she took, her firm breasts bounced as her nipples rubbed against the sheer fabric brining them to hardness as she felt the tingle within from the little jolts of arousal. Her dress fit her like a glove in all the right places, flowing yet showed her curves, he had excellent taste and as much as she fought him about wearing it she loved it, she forgot all about how see through it was, she really didn’t care at that point, she was on the arm of the most well refined and handsome man at the affair.

Her head was held high, her shoulders back, and she walked with more class then she ever thought she was capable of, he brought so much out in her, she couldn’t have asked for a better man than him to guide her along from where she was, there was no other capable of doing what he has for her and with her, Chase made her feel like a million dollars whether she was on his arm at such an affair as they were or on her back with her feet in the air, he always made her feel good inside and out.

Chase helped her with her chair and then he introduced her to those they were sitting with; she smiled and greeted them all politely, as they did so in return. She looked up and spotted Nicole at another table, two exchanged a glance and smiles between them. Natalie would have felt very misplaced between the crowd around her but he always made her feel as though she rated up there with him and anyone he introduced her to, she glanced at the women as he introduced her to, she knew they were from way more class than her and at one time she would have either left with her tail between her legs or sat there like a mushroom in the dark, but she chatted amongst them, she began doing research on the net about different places, business, social events and different things going on in politics and life in general so she could make him proud that she was able to stand on her own two feet and carry on an intelligent conversation.

Throughout dinner her hand stayed upon his thigh never leaving it as she ate with her elbow off the table, etiquette was something she didn’t need help in, she wasn’t that back woods, she knew a shrimp fork from a salad and knew how to eat with grace, and where and when to say certain things allowing the slightly gutter side out and when it was far from appropriate to speak in that way. The conversation flowed at the table, the prince fed her one line of bullshit after another, the compliments were endless, which Natalie didn’t understand how his wife put up with it. She’d give Chase’s thigh a squeeze here and there letting him know that she was there still with him, in mind and body as he didn’t the same yet he always topped her as she could feel his hand slip between her thighs as she parted them for him, letting him feel her warmth with his fingertips, something she immensely enjoyed, it was a tease she loved, it kept her on the edge more than what she’d let on.

Each time she’d look about the table or around the room she would catch eyes with the Prince, he seemed to be starring at her a lot, her eyes would drop and she’d look away and catch Chase looking to her or Nicole from across the room, always able to feel the Prince’s eyes running along her form, mainly her breasts area and Natalie knew it wasn’t due to the fact the gem that rested between her breasts was beyond gorgeous but it was more she was a pervert. The necklace was beautiful, she did notice just as many males were looking to her breasts there were females admiring the gift as well, though other’s wore gems that Natalie could never afford she knew that Chase provided for her to fit in, even if she’d never keep anything if such a high cost, it was the thought he placed into it for her and her alone.

They all spoke of vacations an places they been, Natalie chimed in here and there, speaking up, tossing a joke out, hearing a hearty laugh and even a soft giggle from the most uppity women settled around the table. She’d glance to Chase and he’d give her one of his million dollar smiles plus a caress along her now moist slit and she knew everything was okay between them and she wasn’t stepping out of line in any way, which bothered her now and then but it would anyone when tossed into a social event such as this one, coming from two different world, hers and theirs.

Her eyes ran along their host’s form as he stood up and raised his glass for a toast, “Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to welcome you to Perfidia, my home away from home, and thank you all for attending this evening’s activities, With the world economy on such tenuous grounds, the important business that we will conduct over the next few days will set the course for what happens the rest of the year. When I look around the room, I see prominent and powerful and influential leaders of our industry, and Sahira and I are pleased and proud to host you. Please let us know if there is anything we can do to make your visit more comfortable. Tonight, this evening is not about business, but about pleasure. Now that we have supped and I trust that you have all had your fill it is time to relax and enjoy the evening. The gaming room will be open and I expect to see a crowded dance floor for those who are so inclined. So without further ado, I’d like to propose a toast.”

Everyone raised their glasses to the air, the men stood as he continued his speech following it up with a saying as they all cheered and the ladies stood to join the men around the room in the traditional clinking of the glasses before all took a drink and Chase turned and looked to Natalie who smiled to him, with soft wide eyes and he could see the adoration in her eyes if not everyone else could if they took notice of the looked between the two.

She was hoping that he would ask her to dance, and when he did her heart raced, she loved to dance but when it came to dancing with him, there was no better partner she’d have chosen. “I’d love to dance with you Chase, plus after that meal I need to work it off or by the end of the night I won’t look as well in this dress as I do now when it all catches up to me.”

He took her hand in his and led them to the dance floor where she placed her one arm under his and folded her fingers over his shoulder while her other hand felt his fingers curl around her hand as they pressed together and moved in synch. Speaking softly between them as the music flowed she smiled when asked about the evening thus far, “this is pretty amazing, Chase. I’ve never seen anything quite like it. The women are dressed to the nines like its New Year’s Eve and the men look pretty sharp themselves. I will admit I was scared to show up tonight alone, or wondered if I’d fit in amongst all the rich and powerful here. I had butterflies so bad in my stomach it’s a wonder they didn’t carry me away before I got to the door.” Natalie held very little back from him, he understood her more than anyone ever would. “If it wasn’t for the faith and confidence, and well the clothing you picked for me, I really wouldn’t have been able to see myself here Chase.” She looked to his eyes, she was alone with him dancing in her mind, the music played but no other’s surrounded them, it was only them.

“I’m the lucky guy to be dancing with the most beautiful girl here,” he said as they look held between them causing her to blush and caste her eyes down from his for a moment, as time seemed to stand still as they danced on.

As he twirled her out and brought her back within both arms and held her she kissed his lips, “Being the luckiest person works two ways Chase, there is no man here that can compare to how handsome you are in and out of a tux,” she said with a soft girlish laugh. The dancing continued from one to the other as they stayed on the floor, she moved with him, every turn, every step was in synch, she didn’t want him to let her go. Natalie never even saw the Prince come up from behind him till he tapped Chase’s shoulder and asked if he could cut in and dance with Natalie.

Natalie forced a smile upon her face not wanting to be rude or disrespectful, she put on her happy face when Chase placed her hand in his and stepped away letting her know he would meet her at the bar, Natalie nodded and watched him go as the Price placed his arms around her and left the next dance. She could feel his hands move along her bare back which wasn’t pleasing but she never led on as she whispered to her ear, she moved her head back from his shoulder and every chance she got she looked over to the bar seeing Chase there speaking with another, the dance seemed to linger on, longer than it should have as the Prince continued to lavish her with compliments as his eyes dropped continuously down to her breasts, making Natalie uncomfortable.

The song was almost at its end when he made the move on her and slid his hand from the middle of her back to the small of it and down over her upper cheek, she smiled and slid her hand down his arm and removed it as she polity thanked him fro the dance and walked towards the bar where Chase was, there was a smile on her face though this one was because her eyes met his as she sashayed to him feeling the dress move with her as she did, each step it flowed freely around her feet, it moved with her hips letting the light show just enough of what Chase wanted to be seen show.

Natalie took Chase’s side once again, finding her comfort safe zone with him, as she looked over the man with him and then was introduced to the one she’s been hearing all about, his partner in crime Mr. John Porter better know to most as ‘Poon Dog’.

“Don’t believe everything he tells you about me,” said Porter with a grin. “Especially the ‘old’ part.” He took Natalie’s hand and shook it politely.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Porter,” Natalie said, nodding graciously, as she shook his hand and listened to him tell her to call him Poon Dog as Natalie wasn’t sure that was appropriate since they had just met.

“I’ll make an exception for you, darling,” Porter remarked. “I’d make a lot of exceptions for you.”

Natalie blushed and thanked him with a bright smile. “Thank you …Um-m-m Poon Dog.” She had a hard time calling him that she would have preferred to stick with Mr. Porter or John; she just couldn’t see herself saying Poon Dog to him.

Her eyes ran along him, he was handsome with dark brown eyes, there was a nice feel about him compared to the rest she’s met, he seemed more down to earth and more the kind that she’d kick back and have a beer with at the local watering hole and he’d feel right at home. Their eyes met for a moment and then Natalie turned hers away as she looked to the tended and ordered a drink called Death of a Virgin and then turned her head and looked to Chase, “I’d have ordered a Screaming orgasm but I figured that could wait till later tonight” and winked as she heard John clear his throat and chuckle softly with a grin on his face as he looked over to Chase.

“Seems the lady may have plans for you tonight my old friend” he chuckled again and smiled busting his old friends balls a bit.

Chase laughed and nodded, “seems she may, but I may have them as well for her, she’ll find out later in the small little one on one after party.”

Poon Dog grinned as Natalie took the drink and sipped it looking between the two men with a grin.

Chase asked about her dance with the Prince as she took the seat between the two men, “Oh he’s a lovely dancer, he whispered into my ear the whole time as he tried to grope me telling me all the nice dirty little things he’d love to do with me if he had the chance.”

Porter chimed in about Natalie watching out for those East Indian Royalty men and how she could end up in a harem if she wasn’t careful. Natalie raised a brow, “Not this Girl by far.” They laughed and then proceeded to bust her ass for a while about it all and she took it well giving back just as good as she got , and did well against both men, “two on one that’s not fair” She said as she winked to Chase, “Then again Chase never played fair, least with me.”

They sat and conversed as if Natalie was an old friend from their past, she spoke up as they told tales one topping the other like typical men; she chuckled when Poon called Chase a nickname and looked to him questioning it. They all laughed and she was told that was a story for another time, and as curious as she was she would find out by the time she went to bed that night or die trying.

As they finished their drinks, Poon Dog asked Natalie for a dance, asking Chase first as Chase didn’t seem to mind nor did Natalie; she knew he wouldn’t be as lecherous as the Prince was. Natalie took the hand offered by Poon and stood letting him guide her to the dance floor, she was enjoying their company, the first person she met all night that was really humble, and fun to be around other than Chase.

She felt him wrap an arm around her waist, his hand rested upon the small of her bare back as he held the other and led her along against him as they chatted and laughed, she smiled and giggled as they talked between themselves. Every now and then when he turned her she’d look over to Chase and smile to him over his friends shoulder and then her gaze would be slipped away as they turned. He was much taller than Natalie but they moved well as a couple, not like her and Chase which to Natalie was a better dancer but she was glad it wasn’t with the Prince again, she wouldn’t have taken another dance with him, she would have asked Chase to get her out of It in a polite way. He spun her again as she glanced to Chase as he talked to another Easter Indian man she assumed was like Prince from royalty, catching him looking at her here and there as she disappeared into the crowd with Poon’s arms wrapped around her as they spoke letting her chin rest upon his shoulder as his face was against hers.

Poon Dog had her back turned to the bar as Chase walked through the crowd and as he spoke up taking her back within his arms pulling her close as they said goodnight to Poon as Natalie thanked him for the dace as she then turned all her attention to Chase again and pressed herself to him letting him once again led her about the floor as she smiled brighter than ever looking to him, as they spoke between them, asking her if she enjoyed her dance with him.

Natalie laughed “Oh, your friend is quite a character, and just like a man he could talk a good talk though mostly shit but he was fun to be around Chase, he seems to be a really nice guy. I felt really at ease with him. I felt I could be myself and not need to keep up an appearance of any sorts.”

They talked as they changed dances, he was telling her how he would be staying on the yacht a few nights with them, “That should be nice; you guys can really catch up then and have a good time, nice to have those friends around where you can relax and hang out.” Natalie forgot that even thought they will have guests she most likely will need to follow house rules as well which meant his friends that had been eyeing her up all evening ill see clearly what was under her gown.

The song ended and she could feel the warmth from dancing as she fanned herself, Chase felt the same as he took her hand and led her out onto the balcony where she could overlook the grounds, the dicks and listen to the sounds of the ocean around them. “It’s so beautiful here, I love the privacy, the ocean just everything about it. Very soothing, unless perhaps that’s because of the company I have.” She grinned and looked to him and as she did he showered her with a compliment as they gazed again within each others eyes. His hand lifted to her shoulder, as she nuzzled it a bit. He moved it lightly over her flesh, trailing down to her breasts as she looked down and then to him again and she giggled as he kept telling her all the places that were beautiful as he moved along her upper body slowly trailing to the hip and moving his hand under the light soft blur material, as her hand went to his shoulder.

“This is all like a fairy tale. A dream, this trip, living at your house. Working for you—if you can call it work. A lot of girls would give anything for a life like this and I just sorta fell into it all. Sometimes it’s almost a little to much to comprehend. I wait to wake up and its nothing but a dream within a dream, or I fear an argument with you or me doing something wrong to embarrass you…the list is endless of what’s and ifs…”

“Coming from the circumstances you were in, I can understand, sleeping on a friend’s couch to a berth on a luxury motor yacht is quite a leap, But I’m glad that you did. Mostly because you seem to appreciate it. There are fine things in this life, but it’s not just about the superficial things, but something deeper that gives all of this a special meaning. You know last night something special happened between us.” He said as they enjoyed a peaceful moment where they just spoke outside the array of guest still inside having fun as the music played on, the drinks flowed and the gambling continued.

“Last night is indescribable Chase, I can only say you took me to a whole new place, I have never ever felt like that before.” She squeezed his shoulder as she spoke, “I was so intense, I mean don’t get me wrong you always make every orgasm intense for me, which will be a big issue when our time is up unless we can meet for sex at my house on your way home from the office….” She laughed and kissed him before he had a chance to speak again.

“Chase you took me there from the start and it isn’t just about what we call it sex or fucking, it’s more than that. I mean you pay me for my services and there are times I have a real hard time with it but I think I’m past that now, not that I’ve stopped being your little porn star because that stays….but I can relate to your words and non use of words, keeps us in a safe zone more or less. I’m right at the same level as you are and the longer it goes on the higher you take me, I’m right there aside you.”

Another compliment was placed and this one sounded and felt different to her for some reason. He leaned in to kiss her as she met him half way letting it start to turn real passionate when they were interrupted by the host of the party whom offered them a suite in his home that they could use if they wished.

Natalie chuckled as the kiss broke; blushing slightly as Chase informed the host what was awaiting him and Natalie back upon the yacht. He then turned to Natalie and asked if she was enjoying herself.

“Oh yes Sir, I have had a wonderful evening here, your home is beautiful. I’m having a terrific time thank you.”

Peter took Chase to talk leaving her with his wife whom Natalie had found out she was a model and then turned business woman, they spoke between themselves sharing stories and Natalie realized that most of these people that surrounded her all had their share of stories to tell and she was no different. To Natalie’s surprise she was very pleasant, they spoke about her modeling and Natalie told her about getting into photography, and just laughed and spoke about everything. She and Natalie decided that perhaps when they men were having a business meeting that they could get together and talk more about things they shared in common. Natalie took her offer letting her know she would look forwards to it and if something came up that they couldn’t they would get in touch with each other when Natalie arrived back home.

She felt Chases arm slip around her as they returned and then the four of them walked back inside and began to dance again. Natalie rested her chin or cheek upon his shoulder; she closed her eyes and just let the music take her away, talking here and there as his arms surrounded her holding her against him as they moved.

After agreeing to leave they smiled and walked out saying goodnights to others and walked down to the yacht where the sound of the orchestra carried serenading them as he led her to the pilot deck where he poured them drinks as they stood against the rail just talking about everything around them, to her it was the perfect setting to be shared with another. He stood there behind her gazing out to the moon as well as the ocean they were upon, she felt his hands move upon her back, his fingers trace the ‘X’ upon the gown as he moved to her shoulders where he took both within his fingers and pushed then from her shoulders allowing it to fall to her feet as it pooled there, leaving her in her stiletto heels only.

“You’re lucky it’s so nice out tonight,” Natalie said as she looked back over her shoulder to him, with a coy smile.

Her head rested back against his shoulder as his hands glided along her naked form, her eyes closed as she felt his hand slide between her thighs as she parted them more for him letting out a soft linger moan. He commented about her being ready for him, and she spoke back and then turned looking to him as she began to loosen his tie as her fingers then curled over his shoulders kissing passionately as she released another moan to his lips, as her body pressed to his letting her hips grind slowly to his own.

His arms tightened as he lifted her naked body up, her legs wrapped around his waist as she felt his hard on pressing against her wet parted lips, “Take me Chase, Fuck me right here please. I’ve wanted you all night, you kept me on edge from the dinner table till now, all I want is to feel you in me so deep you make me scream, and I don’t care who can see or hear, I just know I want you here and now.” Her eyes searched his letting him think it over leaving it his choice to take her there or not. She leaned in and kissed his lips, her breasts pressed against his chest as she nibbled his ear breathing into it, “Please Chase take me…fuck your girl…Big Daddy needs to make his girl happy and she will him.” Her hips grinded hard letting the outline of his cock press between her cunt lips which caused the front of his trousers to grow damp with her juices. Her head leaned back as she looked to him, “Whatcha’ say Big daddy, care to take your bad, bad girl?”

 

[Miltone]

Chase Bradford

“Yes, Big Daddy always takes care of very bad girls,” Chase said with a growl of arousal. Fueled by the sublime passion that raced through his body and the sexy little woman wrapping herself around him, Chase managed to hold onto Natalie with one arm while reaching down with the other to free up his trousers so that they tumbled down around his ankles. The intoxicating scent of Natalie’s perfume and her warm body had already brought his cock to full staff and her wet sex issued a tasty invitation. Grasping her hips, he lifted her up and positioned her over his raging manhood. Their eyes were wide open, focusing on each other. When he lowered her body down and entered her, Natalie gasped, her little body trembling with pleasure as his cock began to fill her up, inch by thick, rampant inch.

He loved it when she talked dirty. He loved the sounds she made, the liquidy, slurpy sounds of her pussy taking him deep inside her, her gasps and cries and moans of pleasure. This night was no different. Although the pilot deck afforded some degree of privacy, it didn’t matter to Chase that someone else could be watching them. All that mattered was Natalie and he coming together, sharing this incredibly pleasurable intimacy.

When she had taken him fully inside her, Natalie ground her hips against him, gasping as her clit rubbed against his pubic bone. She clenched his shoulders tightly, mashing her firm breasts against his chest and kissing him wildly. Holding her body just away from his, Chase began to plunge his thick heady cock into her hot wet little pussy. Several hard deep thrusts seemed to bring her to a climax, and she writhed and wriggled and clung to his body.

Chase tried to kick his feet free of his trousers. Staggering slightly backward to keep their balance, Chase’s ass bumped against the control panel sounding the air horn. The loud honk reverberated throughout the dock area and made them both pause for a moment as a few lights came on some of the other boats anchored in the bay. At first Chase chuckled and Natalie giggled, then they both began to laugh heartily. Yet they remained together, his cock buried deep inside her.

“God, Chase! Now everyone will know for sure that we’ve been screwing up here!” Natalie said with a chuckle.

“Only confirming what they already suspected,” Chase replied. Still holding onto Natalie, Chase slowly lowered them down until he was sitting on the deck. Natalie unfastened his tuxedo shirt and peeled it back from his hot damp flesh. Straddling his hips she began to move again, gliding her sweet tight sex up and down the length of his shaft, quickly returning his erection to full staff and bringing a groan of pleasure from deep within him. “Oh, you are such a bad, bad girl, Natalie. I’m going to have to come up with a new form of punishment.”

“That’s right, Chase,” Natalie replied. “You have to make me pay for being so naughty. Strutting around half-naked in front of your business associates, teasing your big old cock during dinner, fucking you practically in the public eye …”

“Oh, yes! You are bad!” Chase said. “And I’m going to have to find some way to keep you under control.”

“Good luck with that!” Natalie teased and she began to ride his cock a little harder.

For the moment, Chase was content to sit back and watch and feel and enjoy the sight of her on top of him. She leaned forward and rested her hands on his shoulders, then leaned back and arched her back, thrusting her breasts toward him. Chase reached for them and drew them to his mouth, sucking and nibbling on the hard tips and puckered aureoles, which only made her ride him harder.

When she leaned further away from him, letting her head fall back, he scooted the both of them over the deck floor, just enough where he could reach a special little locker. Apparently Natalie didn’t notice him pull something out, preferring to ride his stiff hard cock for every bit of pleasure it was bringing her.

“Come on, you bad little girl,” Chase said with a growl. “Ride Big Daddy’s big old cock! Ride it till you cum all over it!”

“You like it when I fuck you like this?” Natalie said with a husky purr, grasping his shoulders and jerking her hips wildly as another orgasm bloomed deep within her body. “Oh, fuck!” she cried out. As Natalie wiggled her hips and ground her cunt against him, Chase reached for her hands, bringing her delicate fingers to his mouth to kiss and nibble them playfully. Her body was quivering and her limbs grew limp for a moment. That’s when Chase snapped the fur-lined cuffs around her wrists, pinning her hands together in front of her. “Chase? What are you doing?” she asked.

“Just having a little fun, baby,” he replied.

“But I can’t—I don’t—I—“ she said, testing the cuffs.

“Don’t worry, you should like this,” Chase said in a low calm voice.

“But Chase! I want to please you, I want to make you cum!” she pleaded, running her hands down his chest, raking her red painted nails against his heaving flesh.

“You are, and you will,” Chase replied. “But first I want you to clean me up. You came all over my lap.”

“I did, didn’t I?” she said with a giggle as she raised her hips up and shimmied down between his legs, taking his still rigid tool in her cuffed hands. Starting with little smoochy kisses, Natalie began to clean her sweet nectar from his cock. She kissed and sucked and licked her way up and down the shaft, eliciting a few groans of pleasure from Chase as she did so. She lowered her mouth and cleaned off his balls, carefully shaven earlier in the day to make them smooth and delectable for her. That lead to her taking the bulbous cock head into her mouth, and then to her lowering her head to admit him to her throat. She was ravenous in the way she gave him head, taking all of him inside her mouth and down her gullet. Her moans and gentle humming were sweet music to his ears and Chase reeled in the luxurious feeling of passion flowing through him.

Chase leaned back and watched her, his eyes full of passion and desire. Natalie looked so incredible on her hands and knees, her head bobbing up and down. Chase combed his fingers lightly through her hair and enjoyed the view. From time to time, she would glance up at him for a moment with her light blue eyes, then return her focus to concentrate on his long thick cock. In the moonlight, he could see the appealing shape of her body, the gracious curves of her ass, her narrow waist, the supple, suspended curves of her breasts, the glittering necklace dangling between them; every part of her pleased him. He reached for her hands and stood, pulling her to her feet. She had a quizzical look on her face.

“But Chase, I wanted you to cum in my mouth,” she said. “I want to taste you.”

“You will, baby,” he said, and then spun her around to face the railing. Putting his hand on her back, Chase directed her to bend over, a move that jutted her ass out toward his cock that was pointing right at her split.

“Are you going to punish me?” she asked. “Are you going to fuck my ass like a real bad girl?”

“No, baby,” he said. “I want to fuck that bad little pussy of yours, that hot tight little thing of yours that drives me crazy thinking of it all day long while I’m in meetings with important people.” With nothing more, Chase plowed his cock into her waiting cunt. She had spread her legs perfectly and took him deep inside her in one complete thrust.

Chase rocked his hips slowly, feeling every bit of her heat warm his throbbing shaft. He grabbed her shoulder and held her fast as he pumped himself into her with a steadily increasing rhythm. His other hand visited her ass with sharp little spanks, quickly raising hot red handprints on the sumptuous curves of her butt. With her wrists still cuffed together, Natalie grasped the railing and rocked her body back and forth, following the beat of his thrusts as well as she had his dance moves earlier in the evening. Chase made sure to reach around underneath to finger her clit, a move that brought another sharp cry of passion from her and sent her body into a writhing, wriggling fury.

The entire evening had come to this, their bathing and dressing, their dining and dancing, their conversation and laughter, and now an intense intimate coupling that was bringing them both to a magnificent peak of pleasure. Chase could feel it welling up inside him. With a groan, he pulled out of her and took a step back while she quickly turned and went to her knees, her cuffed hands quickly finding his cock and balls and stroking him furiously.

“Fuck yes!” he called out as his hot jizz surged up from his balls. The first shot missed her mouth, landing on her cheek, but she took him into her mouth and milked him dry, capturing every other drop. When he was completely spent, Natalie grinned up at him.

“I like the way you punish bad girls, Chase,” she said, her smile creasing her pretty face. His cum was running down her cheek and dribbling onto her chest.

Chase stooped down and lapped at it, scooping it up with his tongue before kissing her and letting her take it from his mouth. He ended up kneeling on the deck with her, kissing and caressing her.

“I don’t suppose a little applause would be out of the question, would it?” said Nicole from the stairwell. “That was something else!” Chase’s slim little blonde executive assistant was leaning back, her hand resting idly between her legs. “You two had better remember that there’s a lot of phone cameras around and TMZ pays big bucks for juicy clips.”

“You know how impulsive I can be. At some moments, certain things can’t seem to wait,” Chase said.

“Well men don’t do a while lot for me, but Bossman, you were pretty damned good,” Nicole said, climbing the rest of the stairs. “And you, my dear, were sensational!” Nicole leaned over and reached for Natalie’s chin. Lifting her face upward, Nicole gave Natalie a sloppy wet kiss on the lips, and then stood and staggered backward. “Yuck!” she sputtered. “That taste does not go with sparkling wine!”

Chase rose up and went to Nicole, saying, “You all right, Nikki?”

“I’m good, I’m good,” Nicole replied, putting a hand to her head. “Maybe just a little too much champagne.”

“You need some help?” Chase offered.

“I’m good. I’m good,” Nicole repeated.

Natalie and gotten up and come over to slip a hand around Nicole’s shoulders. “Here let me give you a hand,” Natalie said.

“Yeah, I guess I could use it,” Nicole replied, leaning heavily on Natalie’s shoulder.

While the girls followed the stairs down to the staterooms, Chase gathered up the clothes that were strewn over the pilot deck. He paid special attention to Natalie’s dress, her scent still clinging to the shimmering fabric. A few minutes after he had put their clothes away, Natalie came into the master stateroom. While Chase sprawled on the bed watching raptly, she spent a few minutes undoing her lustrous hair and brushing it. When she went to remove the necklace, he called over to her.

“Leave it on. It looks stunning on you,” he said.

Natalie got up and moved over to the bed, fingering the gleaming semi-precious aquamarine and glittering diamonds. “But, Chase, this is so expensive, what if it gets lost while we’re sleeping?”

“Where’s it going to go?” Chase answered. “Come here,” he said offering his hand and helping her down onto the bed close beside him. “The value of it means less to me than the pleasure of seeing you wear it.”

“But it must have cost, I don’t, lots, and I really shouldn’t accept something like this.”

“Why not?” Chase said, placing his arm around her shoulders and drawing her closer. “I noticed that you put the choker in my desk. That too is a gift to you, something for you to keep.”

“But, Chase,” Natalie replied. “We had an agreement. You spelled out the working conditions and the payment and I accepted them. But gifts like this? I mean, I really appreciate them, they are beautiful beyond belief, but don’t they go beyond what we agreed to?”

“A beautiful woman should have beautiful things,” Chase said. “The fact that you have concerns only increases your beauty in my eyes. If accepting these trinkets will change who you are in any way, then I will reluctantly take them back. But I would like you to have them, and wear them knowing that they merely enhance your true worth as a woman.”

Quietly, Natalie nestled close beside him and they fell back against the sheets. As they rolled over onto their sides, spooning as they had the night before, Chase extended his arm around her, holding her delicate womanly curves against him. He wondered if she really understood him. No other woman had, certainly not his wives. It wasn’t the things or their cost that concerned him, it was their meaning, their value in human terms. He was fortunate to have so much and was so willing to share it with the right people, his employees, his friends and family, his many favorite charities. He was slowly realizing that Natalie was becoming more than what she had come into his life as being. As he drifted toward sleep, he thought of the days ahead, the business meetings—and there were many important ones upcoming—the dinner parties at night. Nicole would be accompanying him during the day for the meetings and Natalie would be with him in the evening. He was looking forward to both kinds of events, the work and the pleasure.

* * *

The following day went by quickly. Chase was up early and took care of some business before Natalie awoke. They shared a long, rather stimulating shower before Chase and Nicole had to leave for the breakfast meeting. A few hours of sleep had done Nicole wonders; she was her usual perky self.

“There is a nice tour of the island starting at 10 AM,” Chase said to Natalie. “Just find your way up to the front of the house by then.”

“That should be fun,” Natalie said.

“Take lots of pictures,” Chase said with a smile before kissing her and saying good-bye.

The day’s meetings went pretty well. There was always some rancorous debate over price and supply and production and this occasion was no different. Chase’s presentation came and went without a hitch.

All through the meetings though, Chase found himself thinking about Natalie. He was picturing her with the wives and significant others touring the old government buildings, having lunch at one of the historic homes, then shopping at one of the bazaars on the waterfront. He was sure that with the people to whom he had introduced her, that Natalie would be having a great time.

It was after four when Chase and Nicole made it back to the Cormorant. It was a warm sunny day and a slight breeze was coming from the southwest. Nicole stopped part way, slipped off her heels, and enjoyed the remainder of their walk barefoot. Chase went down to freshen up, found the door to the bathroom partway open and nudged it the rest of the way. The sight that greeted him was erectifying. Natalie had returned from the tour and had obviously just showered, wet hair stringing down past her shoulders. She was completely nude and perched on the edge of the sink counter, one leg up on the counter and the other resting on the toilet seat. With her legs spread, she was carefully working a razor over the plush outer folds of her sex, with the hot pink inner lips peeking out.

“Well, well, well! What do we have here?” Chase remarked with a grin and leaned against the doorjamb.

“Chase! Can’t a girl have a little privacy when tending to her privates?” Natalie replied, though she didn’t make a move to cover herself.

“I suppose I could do that, but the view is so fascinating, I would have to peek in through the keyhole.” Chase was pleased to see that she was still wearing the diamond encrusted pendant.

She gave him a playful scowling glance then turned back to her work. She reset her position on the counter, almost as if to give him a better angle from which to view her labors, and her motions did seem to indicate that she was going to put on a little show for him. She pulled her pussy lips this way and that, gliding the razor over her pretty little twat, and running her fingertips over to make sure they were completely smooth. Finally she seemed satisfied and looked up to Chase.

“So what do you think, Big Daddy?” she said with an impish grin. She spread her thighs wide apart for him. “You like my smooth little kitty?”

“I think you’ve done a great job,” Chase said. “I’ve always admired your fine level of hygiene to begin with, but I think that a closer inspection is required.” With that Chase moved toward her and squatted down between her wide-spread thighs. He ran his fingers over her smooth silky mound. “Everything seems to be in order. Completely bare, no signs of razor burn or stubble. Very, very nice!” He leaned in closer, his breath flowing over her sex. There was a slight gleam of wetness on her hot pink inner labia and the tip of her clit was showing from beneath its hood.

Chase looked up at Natalie and she reached down and put her hand on his head. Pulling his mouth right up to her pussy, she leaned back and rocked her hips upward spreading herself wide for him. Chase obliged willingly, kissing and then licking her open slit. His tongue went up and down, in and out, tasting her and teasing her hard little clit. Natalie draped both of her legs over his shoulders, grabbed his head with both hands, crushing his face against her cunt, and let him bring her to a nice noisy orgasm. She was so easily aroused that it didn’t take long for her to cum, and Chase lapped up every drop of her sweet juice.

“Maybe I should have you inspect me every time I shave,” Natalie said when Chase stood and kissed her.

“I need to shower and get ready for dinner,” he said, not in any hurry with Natalie in his arms.

Natalie turned down his invitation to join him in the shower. “I’ve already showered and moisturized. You don’t want me looking like a prune do you?”

Chase laughed and turned her loose so that he could get ready. When he emerged from the bath, Natalie was still naked, sitting at the dressing table fooling with her hair. “So what will I be wearing tonight, or not wearing?” she asked.

“Tonight will be fun,” Chase said. “The dress code will be Eastern, a concession to our Middle Eastern cohorts. I’ll be wearing this,” he said, pulling out a dark blue robe with golden piping, known as a Jalabiyah. He would wear it over a loose fitting long sleeved white shirt.

“I don’t think I brought anything to go with that,” Natalie remarked.

“Not to worry,” Chase said. “This should do.” From his hanging locker, Chase retrieved a diaphanous garment in alternating light and dark shades of gold. It was trimmed with golden embroidery at the neck and cuffs and hem featuring oriental floral patterns. It would cover her from the neck down, arms and legs included. “They call it an Abaya. I picked it up in Riyadh last year and had it altered to fit you especially for this trip.”

“This is gorgeous,” Natalie remarked as she held it up to her naked body. The material was more translucent than sheer as was the gown she wore the previous night. “So this is what an Arabian slave girl would wear?” she asked.

“More likely the most favored wife,” Chase cracked.

“And does the favored wife wear anything underneath?” she asked.

“Only the most devout or prudish, but that is up to you,” Chase said with his grin.

“I know what you like.”

“And just so you know, that is real gold in the embroidery thread.”

When Natalie slipped the Abaya over her head and let it fall about her body Chase nodded in approval. Taken in at the waist and hips but free flowing elsewhere the fabric played on the eyes. At first glance one could see the luxurious fabric, but depending on how the light played through the material, with a second glance you could swear that the shape and outline of her breasts could be seen, or was that merely one’s imagination?

“You look beautiful,” Chase remarked, handing her a scarf that matched the Abaya. He had slipped into his Jalabiyah and adjusted it about his tall frame.

“And you look very handsome,” Natalie replied as she tied the scarf around her head. A few tendrils of her auburn curls escaped the boundary of the scarf, as did a few curls that trailed down her back.

“Thank you,” Chase said modestly. “I have to hand it to them, this is a comfortable way to dress.” He looked at Natalie again. She looked great but something was missing. He went to the dressing table and pulled open the jewelry drawer. “Here,” he said. “Why don’t you pick something out?” There were several necklaces, mostly in gold with semi-precious stones. Natalie looked through and picked out a modest and delicate one that coordinated perfectly with her abaya. Chase grinned broadly in approval.

After they finished dressing they joined Nicole out on the fantail deck for a quick drink. “Drink up! There won’t be any alcohol tonight in deference to our Eastern brothers,” Chase remarked, savoring the kick of his favorite bourbon.

“Thank god for that,” Nicole said. “My liver needs a night to recover.”

Nicole was wearing a green Abaya that wasn’t tailored quite like Natalie’s but she looked resplendent. In fact, they all looked good, and even though the fit of their outfits were westernized, their Middle Eastern friends would not be insulted. Chase knew the perils of angering an Arabian businessman, even a friendly one.

When finished with their drinks, they walked together up to Perfidia taking the path that lead through the garden toward the dining hall. For still being early in the year, there were abundant flowering blooms throughout, broadcasting their delightful aroma on the early evening air.

“I would have guessed that it would be Chase Bradford who would arrive with a beautiful woman on each arm,” remarked the Saudi Prince Ali Karim as he greeted the trio warmly near the doorway, shaking Chase’s hand and bowing generously to the ladies. Much of his appreciation seemed focused on Natalie, whom he gazed at with a boyish admiration. “You Westerners have a most interesting way of interpreting our traditional mode of dress,” the Prince added, his eyes discovering the trickery that Natalie’s translucent abaya was playing with the light. “I’m not sure that Allah would approve, but I do.”

There was another man with the Prince whom Chase recognized as his assistant, and three women, two of who were his wives, the third belonging apparently to the assistant. They were all dressed in authentic Arabian attire, and the women’s finery was exquisite. Their shy smiles when being acknowledged were evident behind the sheer veils that covered most of their face.

The dining room was filled with a completely different atmosphere than the evening before. The society orchestra was replaced with a smaller group of musicians playing eastern music on authentic instruments. The circular tables and chairs had been removed and in their place were ornate and elaborate carpets with large plump pillows surrounding low tables on which the food would be served. The Prince invited Chase and the girls to join him at his table. Adding to their group was Arturo Guillen, the Venezuelan oilman, and his lovely wife, Lourdes, and Joseph Morrell, an American with Exxon, and his wife, Kate, both of whom were dressed in western attire. They all gathered on the plush carpets and sat crossed-legged or reclined against the pillows as fit their comfort level. Chase leaned back against a large pillow while Natalie reclined close beside him.

“We made much progress today,” said the Prince. “I feel that despite our differences and this horrible mess the world economy has become, that we can work through and soon return to fine profits.”

“I agree,” Chase said. “It’s more in our mutual interest to work together.”

The wait staff was wheeling around carts with warm water and fresh towels so that the Islamic hand-washing ritual could be satisfied. Chase was quite familiar with their culture and tried to acquaint Natalie with it as the evening went on. When the food trays were being laid out, he turned to her.

“Be prepared to eat with your fingers,” Chase said in a low voice. “No need to remember which fork to use tonight.”

Natalie smiled. “Every thing smells so delicious,” she commented.

“I think you’ll like it all,” Chase said. “They know how to eat well and quite healthy.”

As would be expected from their host, the food was well prepared and featured a decidedly Saudi influence. It started with Fatir, a flat bread made with toasted barley flour and baked over an inverted bowl that gave it a cup-like shape and made it easy to use to scoop up the other foods. There was Haysa Al-Tumreya, a dip served with pitted dates; Tabbouleh made from fresh parsley and bulgur wheat, with chopped green onions, finely chopped tomatoes, mint leaves, and lemon; Hummus, made from chickpeas, tahini, a sesame seed paste, with garlic and lemon juice, seasoned with paprika and topped with fresh chopped parsley; Kapsa, a chicken and rice dish prepared with chopped onion, chopped tomato, raisins, ground cardamom, garlic, lemon, cinnamon, and of course moist, tender chicken and white Basmati rice; and because there were so many distinguished guests, an exotic lamb dish was served, seasoned with Hawayij, a spicey blend of black peppercorns, caraway, cardamom, saffron, and turmeric; and to drink there was Laban and Lassi special drinks made with yogurt.

When Natalie went to reach for a piece of fatir with her left hand, Chase intercepted her by grasping her elbow. “Eat with your right hand only, darling,” Chase said in a low near whisper of a voice. “The left hand is for personal hygiene only.”

“So that’s why yours has been where it is all evening,” Natalie replied, casting a glance down where Chase’s left hand rested idly on the tender flesh of her upper thigh.

After watching how his wives tended to the Prince, selecting the best dates and dipping them in the Haysa Al-Tumreya and then feeding them to him, Natalie began to feed Chase in a similar fashion, much to the amusement and approval of the Prince.

“I could become quite accustomed to this sort of thing, you know,” Chase remarked as she fed him a very tasty morsel of the Kapsa.

“Don’t get too used to it, Chase,” Natalie said with a teasing smile. “Tonight I may be an Arabian princess, but tomorrow I may be an American girl.”

The conversation was carried mostly by the men, although the women did contribute comments about the tour that most of them had taken during the day. For Lourdes and Kate and Natalie, the setting and meal were an introduction to customs that were completely different from what they were used to, but as the meal commenced, they were able to relax and enjoy.

For the benefit of the un-initiated, Chase asked the Prince to talk about his pilgrimage to Mecca the year before, and about the Islamic holidays of Ramadan, Eid al-Fitr, which is the feast at the end of Ramadan, and Eid al-Adha, which occurs at the end of the month of pilgrimage. The Prince responded kindly by talking briefly about the Pillars of Islam, two of which are to make a pilgrimage to Mecca, and to give aid to the poor. He spoke of the holiday of Eid al-Adha, which re-enacts the story of God giving Abraham a ram to sacrifice instead of his son Isaac. It also fulfills the requirement to give to the poor, by having a lamb ritually slaughtered and donating the meat to those in need.

“Is that the same Abraham and Isaac as in the Bible?” Natalie asked.

“Yes,” Chase said. “So, as you can see there is a thread of commonality between Islam and Christianity that we should be building on, rather than using to separate us.”

“I agree,” added the Prince with an assenting nod.

After the wait staff took away the mostly empty trays of food, they brought around carts to each circle that held everything to prepare Qahwa, an Arabic coffee that involved an intricate ceremony to prepare it. Prince Ali Karim volunteered to do the honors. The members of the dinner party watched as he first ground the coffee and added it to a pot of boiling water, letting it brew for several minutes before removing it from the heat and allowing the grounds to settle. Then he placed some coarsely ground cardamom in another pot and strained the coffee from the first pot into the second pot and allowed it to steep. Then he placed some saffron in a third pot and poured in the steeped coffee-cardamom brew. Once the flavors had all coalesced, he poured it into a fourth container and brought it up to nearly a boil before serving it ceremoniously to the other guests in small cups.

“It is considered very rude to refuse a cup of coffee offered by the host,” Chase said to Natalie.

“And it is most polite to accept odd numbers of cups, such as one, or three, or five, and so on,” said the Prince.

When Natalie’s eyes widened as she took her first sip, Chase chuckled. “Pretty strong, eh?”

“I’d only need one sip to get me going in the morning,” Natalie said with a laugh. “This is delicious! Strong but delicious!”

“As you may have heard, Arabian men spend a great deal of time in coffeehouses, drinking coffee and conversing,” the Prince remarked. “Perhaps now you know why they do.”

The strong coffee helped to settle the large meal. As he had the night before, Peter Worthington stood and addressed the gathering. Looking quite regal in his Middle Eastern garb, he offered up another toast that was enthusiastically accepted and cheered by his dinner guests. He then introduced the evening’s entertainment, which was a dance troupe. There were male dancers who danced to a martial sounding piece of music, re-enacting what appeared to be an Arabian historical battle. There were several female dancers who performed authentic dances that most westerners might refer to as belly dances.

“You notice that the men and women don’t dance together,” Chase commented. “They don’t approve of that at all. Have to protect the innocent women from the dogs that men can be, and all.”

“But you’re such a perfect gentleman,” Natalie replied.

The groups of dancers alternated, drawing the applause of the assembled guests. Finally a lively tune was played and the female dance troupe invited the female guests to join them. Nicole quickly jumped to her feet and drew Natalie up with her. Joining with the Prince’s wives and the other female dinner guests, the girls followed along and learned the dance steps, which were much different than those they were used to. The men largely leaned back and watched as their women danced for them. Chase was amused and delighted by the way Natalie moved, her supple curves playing with the fabric of her abaya, taunting and teasing those who watched.

“Your woman is a fine dancer,” the Prince said admiringly to Chase. “And from what I learned last night, she does other things quite well also.”

“She is special, no doubt,” Chase remarked as he took in her every graceful and erotic move. “Very special indeed.”

 

[Sinful_whispers]

“Yes, Big Daddy always takes care of very bad girls,” Natalie head him say with a long deep lingering growl following it as Natalie wrapped her slender body around him as he held her within his one arm and she listened as he undid his belt and zipper letting his pants drop to his ankles as he took her in both arms as they looked within each others eyes as the moon light shone down upon them in the windows in the small area of the pilot deck. His hand was felt as it moved to her hips and then his other followed as he lifted her up and held her there above his meat, she felt the purple head slip between her parted smooth nether lips as she gasped softly as he entered her, opening her up as she licked her lips keeping her eyes to his.


Her back arched as she leaned back slightly feeling him feed her slowly, she rose and pressed against him as her fingers curled over his shoulders and her nails dug in as he stuffed her full of his flesh rod. Natalie bit her bottom lip as the base pressed against her opening; she took in a deep breath and released it slowly with a soft lingering groan. Her eyes closed slightly as she felt him grind against her making sure he filled her to the hilt as she wiggled down and wrapped her legs tightly around him with a whimper. Again to her there was nothing or nobody around it was just them in their own private world, and it really didn’t mater if any one was watching, anymore that just fueled the fire within her. So many things were changing for her and the thought of being watched was one, it turned her on, she knew that if that was the case male or female if they watched long enough they would be masturbating along with them for sure.


Her body stayed against his, she squeezed around him and ground hard with her hips to his, she pressed her bare breasts against his chest, her nipples dragging as she arched and pivoted her hips to where her clit was grinding and rubbing against his pelvic bone. Every cry, every whimper and moan let him know how close she was to cumming, and how he could easily take her to that point, bit Natalie was doing it herself, she was using his body as a toy as she leaned in and mashed her lips to his, opening hers as he did the same letting her small pink muscle find his and dace about it teasing him as she moaned to his dark cavern.


Natalie’s mouth moved from his and then she leaned in as her head tossed to the other side and kissed him again letting each one linger longer and deep than the previous. Her body began to buck upon his hips, she felt him begin to move with her as he pumped her soppy wet cunt full of his incredibly hard ram rod. Natalie broke the kiss and leaned her head back and groaned, then tossed it forth as she rested it against his shoulder and cried out as she tensed up and felt the orgasm move through her like fire being fed by gasoline.


Her long toned arms wrapped around his neck as she held there and just left him pound into her soaked hole as she rode it out, wave after way of pleasure moved through her rocking her body like a dingy in the ocean during a hurricane. Natalie was so tight against him she felt like his second skin as she felt his hips bucking her up and down on his as she enjoyed the first orgasm of the night with a man that was not only her boss, but her best friend and in an odd way her erotic lover.


Natalie came down from her orgasm quickly as Chase staggered slightly about as he tried kicking his pants off while holding her pierced deep on his cock in the small area, she gripped him tightly and tried to help him regain his balance and with all the shuffling about Chase backed up, his ass hit the control panel which triggered the sounding of the air horn through the dock area, it seemed to echo on for miles and minutes as Natalie looked at him and broke out in a giggle and Chase followed as they looked around and watched lights turn on, on other yachts around them which caused them to go from giggling to a loud laugh as her legs and feet stayed locked around his waist and her arms around his neck while he still kept a hold of her body as his cock continued to be buried deep within her. “That will cause talk tomorrow; everyone will know we’re screwing up here!” Natalie said as she leaned in and kissed his lips and then wiped a few tears from her cheeks from laughing so hard.


“Only confirming what they already suspected,” Chase replied as she settled them down upon the deck s she squirmed about till she was straddled over his lap and began to undo the rest of his attire knowing his ass wouldn’t be turning anything else on but her, which was easy to do, all he needed to do was give her a look or a touch and he was excited and wet. Once his shirt was opened she slid her hands along his moist flesh and greeted his shoulders with her long red painted nails as she pushed the shirt from him and pulled it off while her hips began to slowly dance upon his as she started to ride him, feeling him quickly grow to full hardness once more as she felt her meaty thin lips drag along his shaft, feeling every vein pop and push against the flesh as she groaned softly and tossed the shirt to the side not caring where it landed as he looked to her with a grin, “Oh, you are such a bad, bad girl, Natalie. I’m going to have to come up with a new form of punishment.”


Natalie lifted her ass from his lap as she tossed her head about and laid it to the side, wisps flew around her face and stuck to her moist flesh, “You make it so, so easy for me to be that dirty bad, bad girl Chase. I’m such a bad little slut, I prance around in fuck-me heels, a see-thru dress before all those horny business associates of yours as I cause them to look at me…and piss their wives off…” her hips ground to his as she stopped mid sentence and grinded her cunt hard against the area around the base pivoting her hips just enough that her clit teased against his pelvic bone once again as she tossed her head and looked to him as she moaned, “ M-m-m-m fuck yea Chase punish me for teasing your long thick cock under the table, tell me how much of a slutty bad girl I am Big Daddy-y-y-y! Make your cock sucking horny girl pay for all the naughty things she did tonight, M-m-m-m yes-s-s I so need pun-n-n-ished-d!” Natalie groaned as her hips met his and her body arched hard and she felt the crashing, the melding of their hips as she let out a loud moan.


Natalie laughed as she heard Chase talk about finding a way to keep his little bad dirty girl under control. “Good luck with that Daddy, you created this monster!” her knees lifted and dropped faster and faster as her breasts bounced between them, the sound of her wet cunt slurping and squishing as they fucked. Her eyes to his, she licked across her lips, “You created this sexual kitten that’s growing into a full fledged feline right before you, taming me will not be the easiest of things now.” With that said she dropped her hips and fucked his cock, riding it harder than she had been, and not lowering her voice the slightest.


Her body leaned back, she arched like the crescent moon high in the sky above them, her fingers gripped his bare shoulders as she dug her nails in slightly to keep a good grip and felt his warm mouth move over her nipple as he sucked it into his mouth causing her to double time her pace as she closed her eyes and just fucked him as hard as she could. The slapping sound of her ass hitting his legs was heard; her sweet and musky scent lingered heavily in the air around them as she stab herself over and over again as she took him.


Natalie leaned back even further as she winced and cried out feeling his head lodge in at an uncomfortable angle and felt him move them around a bit as she groaned and slid her pink slippery cock filled pussy up and down this thick meat, “C-Chase-e-e” she whispered as her hips fell against his, her fingers slipping almost completely from his shoulders as the sweat built between the flesh to flesh contact, “so h-hard and big baby!” Her eyes closed as she moaned out and rose her hips up high and just as the head felt as if it were going to slip from her hot box she dropped back down and almost screamed out in pleasure as she gasped a breath.


“Come on, you bad little girl,” Chase said with a growl. “Ride Big Daddy’s big old cock! Ride it till you cum all over it!”


Her eyes looked to his, her smile was impish as she spoke in the raspy voice, “You like it when I fuck you like this, rough, hard ands fast don’t you big Daddy? Her fingers gripped his shoulder as she rammed her pussy down on his cock as her head tossed back and her body tensed as she ground down hard upon his lap and put herself into another orgasmic bliss as she opened her mouth and cried out, her breaths deep and gasp as she tried to grab one after another, “Oh fuck,” she cried out as a tingling feeling shot from her loins to her brain in one quick motion as she moaned, “Oh god yes-s-s, so fucking good Chase!”


Her head stayed leaned back as she felt him grasp her wrists as he kissed each on of her fingertips and thumbs as she slowly came down from her high. She groaned as her cunt convulsed around his hard pole, “M-m-m-m-m “ was all she said till she felt the soft fur around her wrists and heard the clicking as one cuff locked then the other as he tossed her head up and asked him what he was doing, he let her know he was just having fun.


They went back and forth a bit about her wearing the cuffs and once more he got his way as he smiled that Cheshire grin and told her she would be pleasing him, but first she needed to clean his cock off since she was the one who made the mess when she came all over his lap. He was right and she admitted it she did make the mess and even thought it was half his fault Natalie didn’t argue about it, she moved down between his legs, got into a comfortable position and placed his meat between her fingers as she looked to him as her lips puckered and she kissed the tip, she kissed around the head and along his shaft, her moans were very soft as they released from her lips but loud enough that he could hear them as she began to taste her mixed juices from his prick as her tongue started at the head, and slowly swirled around it and then she made her way down his shaft, then back up till every inch of his vein stricken pecker was licked by her soft velvety tongue.


Her fingers gathered under his sac as she flicked her tongue around it and then took it into her warm hot mouth and sucked it as her lips tightened at the top and she gave a few gentle tugs then released it slowly as it moved across her lips. Her pink little muscle worked its way back up to his base, and then along it to the tip once more as she parted her lips and slipped them over it, taking the head in and out of her mouth, she moved it across her full lips as her eyes slightly closed as she was just enjoying his tool with her mouth as her hands curled around the shaft and she left him watch as the spit bridge formed from tip to her lips and then she licked it away and engulfed him fully as she took him right down her throat as she pushed her body up and swallowed his prick whole.


Her body lifted fully to her hands and knees as her head bobbed up and down in his lap as she felt his fingers move through her hair as he watched her inhale his cock within her throat over and over as she swallowed and tightened around him, wanting to draw that cum from his balls to suck him dry as she looked to him with her piercing blue hues. Just as she was fully into the head job she felt him pull her away and then stand taking her with him as she gave him a puzzled look. Looking to him, she tried to tell him how she wanted to take him creamy man chowder into her throat and he told her she would as he spun her around on the balls of her feet and pressed her against the railing which arched her and pushed her ass up as her feet parted.


“Are you going to punish me? Are you going to fuck my ass like a real bad girl?” Natalie asked as she playfully wiggled her ass at him hoping he would say yes, but he said no, he wasn’t going to punish her but he was going to fuck the hot little shaven cunt between her thighs, and admitted to her that he thought about her and it turned him on during the day, and as he did he pushed his cock into her in one thrust as he took her to her tip toes as she groaned out and felt him fill her to the hilt.


Natalie lifted her head and looked to the moon as she concentrated on how good his cock felt in her as her hips held there for a few moments till she fell into place with his motions and began to move with him as he led her, he led her into another slow creeping orgasm that caused her to tense up and her knees to weaken as she grabbed the railing and thrust back to him matching him thrust for thrust as she moaned and she knew Chase knew she was getting off again. Her body squirmed and wiggled against his as she rode that wave out feeling the head lodge deep into her cervix with each pump of his hips into her, his flared knob grazing her g-spot again and again as he egged her on dragging her climax out till she couldn’t cum any more.


The whole night had been wonderful, from the dinner to the dancing, the private time, to the screwing; the only thing she seemed to sense was missing was his orgasm. Natalie squeezed his cock as he rammed her, she shoved back till he was balls deep in her cunt and released and squeezed again as her ass ground against him, her breaths deep as she groaned, “Fill me with that hot cum big daddy, show me how bad you want your dirty bad girl marked with your seed, cum in me and on me Big Daddy!”


Just as those words released from her lips Natalie felt him swell up within her, he groaned out loudly and pulled out from her as she quickly turned around and dropped to her knees on the deck and grabbed his cock and sac with her fingers and stroked and toyed with him till he cried out with a ‘fuck yes’ and she felt his balls tighten in her hand and as she leaned in to place her mouth over his cock the first rope of sticky jizz flew from the tip and landed on her cheek. Natalie finally got him into her mouth as her cheeks puffed out as he left go and gave her every drop as she massaged his nuts and the base of his cock till he gave her every bit he had within his fleshy pouch.


“I like the way you punish bad girls, Chase,” she said, her smile creasing her pretty face while his cum was running down her cheek and dribbling onto her chest and she didn’t care, she just let it go. Apparently Natalie really didn’t need to worry about it as she watched Chase lean down and felt his tongue take the cum of his own upon it and then placed his open mouth to hers as she passed it along and she willingly took it and savored it before swallowing it as he knelt down to her level and they kissed passionately before they were interrupted by Nicole.


Nicole, Chase and Natalie chuckled and spoke back and forth as she was more that a bit tipsy as she stood there with them. Nicole made comments about cell phone cameras and media grabbing pictures of them, that didn’t thrill Natalie she wasn’t one to be in the lime light for any reason, but the thought of seeing them buck ass naked made her giggle.


Nicole paid them a few compliments which made her laugh, they all did. She watched as out of no where Nicole leaned down and gave Natalie a soppy lingering kiss, and then swayed a bit as she stood, the booze making her stagger as she voiced her opinion about Chase’s cum and the wine not going together, and they laughed. “Perhaps you had the wrong year Nic and need to get the right one like I did!” Natalie chimed in with a grin and looked to Chase and winked as she got up.


They both offered to help her as Natalie placed a cuffed hand upon her shoulder, at first she refused and then she agreed to allow her to help her to her stateroom. Natalie turned to Chase and smiled, “Mine removing these please?” She laughed and snickered as he removed the cuffs and she helped Nicole to her room and into it as she closed the doors and helped her undress and placed her under the covers naked and covered her up and Nicole hugged her and spoke in a slurring way, and Natalie kissed her lips and told her goodnight as she turned and went back to the room she shared with Chase and closed the doors behind her and as she turned around she grinned at him as he was sprawled out on the bed fully unclothed as she left him. “You turn me on Mr. Bradford like no man has ever or could ever.”


She turned and walked over to the vanity and sat with her legs crossed and heels still on as she undid her hair letting it fall down over her back and breasts and began to brush it out, the curls sprang back into place as the bristles moved through them, stretching them as they slung right back into place. As she went to take the necklace off he stopped her and they got into a discussion of her accepting the gifts he gives to her. She joined him on the bed and the discussion continued.


Natalie joined him on the bed and settled aside him, “Chase we had an agreement, the gift are beautiful, but don’t you think they are beyond the contract?”


“A beautiful woman should have beautiful things,” Chase said. “The fact that you have concerns only increases your beauty in my eyes. If accepting these trinkets will change who you are in any way, then I will reluctantly take them back. But I would like you to have them, and wear them knowing that they merely enhance your true worth as a woman.” He said as she snuggled even closer to him.


They fell back on the bed and then snuggled close as they rolled over to their sides, she lifted her arm and placed it over his as he wrapped her up and held her close, she closed her eyes and left the thoughts linger within her head. He didn’t understand that she didn’t need the expensive gifts from him, and she knew they wouldn’t change her as he’d a hard time wearing them as it was, fear of losing it was a big thing with her, not that it would happen but it would crush her if it did. Natalie was very appreciative of what Chase had done for her from the start; there would never be a way to repay back what he had given her and she didn’t mea material wise. She didn’t want him ever thinking that was why she spent her time with him, or did the things he asks her to do or wanted to do, not for the gifts given. Natalie drifted off to sleep wrapped within his arm and snuggled close to his warm body.

* * *​

Natalie smiled to him as he dressed and reminded her of the tour, and told her to take a lot of pictures which was one thing she hadn’t even done yet. He kissed her goodbye and left with Nicole, leaving her there trying to decide what to wear. She looked in her luggage and picked a few things out and then shook her head to those that she didn’t think were right, or to warm, she just had no clue, not knowing what anyone else was wearing, then she chuckled and thought ‘house rules’ and grinned as she finally decided on a leopard print chiffon dress. It had a plunging ‘V’ neckline that showed off a small amount of her ample breasts, clinching her waist and then a full flowing skirt with a slit up the side that showed off her long toned legs.


With it she added a few black bangle bracelets of different widths, her shoes were a five inch stiletto black heel. The shoes had a peek toe opening, and a front 1 ¼ inch platform front. She slipped into the slingbacks and looked herself over in the mirror. Brushing her hair she pulled the sides up and pinned it to the back of her head, adding a little eye make up and lipstick Natalie was set to go touring. Reaching up she ran her fingers along the pendant once more and smiled. She grabbed her camera and purse and headed off the yacht to the house to meet the rest of the ladies.


As she got to the front of the house there was a stretch limousine there waiting for them. The ladies were gathering in, she joined them as one of the ladies offered Natalie a black floppy hat explaining that she’ll need it, as Natalie thanked her. She looked around and then the ladies all re-introduced themselves. Natalie smiled and watched as the champagne started flowing, flute were passed down the line as they all got to drinking and talking.


She sat between Prince Rao’s wife Pasha and the mistress to an oil barren, her name was Yulia, surprisingly she got along well with both. Once they got to their destination they piled out and began to walk along the small shops browsing as they all shifted and talked to one another keeping as a group. They spent the morning shopping, Natalie couldn’t believe the way they spent money like it was water, and she couldn’t do that even if she had an unlimited bottomless bank account. It just wasn’t here she was simple and humble which was an issue with her and Chase she thought and then sighed softly.


As they strolled along the water, Natalie got them together in small groups and in a whole group and took photos of all them as they drank more and talked, Lunch was at a small bistro, the ladies sat and dished out the gossip, Natalie laughed as she listened, she was amazed at how easy it was to talk with tem, even the older ones warmed up to her. Karinna was a wonderful woman to chat with but Nathalie found she had more in common with Sahira; they talked more about business and their common backgrounds than anything.


Sahira had asked Natalie if she ever thought about modeling and Natalie laughed, and told her no but she was told she should. She explained that she really preferred to be behind the camera more than anything; she let her know that she does have a nice collection of nudes that Chase had taken and some she had taken herself. The afternoon flew by as they mainly ate, drank and shopped. She and Sahira stayed together for the rest of the day as they shared ideas, Natalie explained that she was going back to school for photography, and how she prefer black and white over anything because it had more detail to her.


“Natalie perhaps once you finish your course you can send me some of your work, I’d really like to see how good your eye is. I’ll give you my business card, please email me or mail me some of what you have now.”


“Sahira, really it isn’t that good, it’s more just me getting used to the camera and seeing how good my eyes is that’s all.” Natalie replied.


“If you don’t send me something I’ll ask Chase, now would you want him to pick pictures and send them to me?” She said with a smirk.


“Actually Chase has great taste, I probably trust him more than my own judgment.” Natalie replied and laughed as Sahira chimed in with her and did the same. They followed along with the group of ladies, stopping to peek around more shops.


Sahira leaned over to Natalie and caught her off guard with her question, “So tell me what the deal with you and young Mr. Bradford? Rumors are you two were the life of the docks last night. I heard there was a free showing of twin moons last night.”


Natalie blushed and then broke out laughing as the ladies all turned and looked to her and Sahira, which made her blush even more. “I’m only his personal assistant; I have a contract with him for a year that’s it. Now, as far as last night that was well us…” Natalie grinned.


“Well the way you two look at each other I’d think you’ were a couple in love. The eye contact, the deep kisses, I was jealous last night!”


Natalie laughed as they all headed back to the stretch limousine; she leaned and whispered to Sahira’s ear, “You might have had a reason to.” They laughed like they were old friends, Natalie got in last and took the end seat between Sahira and the door as they all relaxed and drank more. Natalie passed up on the champagne; she couldn’t drink like these ladies could by far.


On the way home she stared out the limo window and thoughts of Chase came to mind, she thought about what Sahira said, and tried to think back about the previous evening and then smiled. Once they were back at the estate Sahira invited Natalie in, they went into her office and looked over a few snap shots for an upcoming ad Sahira had contracted. She wanted to see how Natalie’s mind worked and asked her what she would do to sell the product. Natalie offered her, her opinion and Sahira raised a brow, “not bad girlfriend, not bad at all.”


“Pleas send me some of your work when you get back to Dallas Natalie I’m interested in seeing it” she said as she handed Natalie her business card.


“I will, I promise.” Natalie replied as the ladies gave each other a hug and Natalie headed back to the yacht. She was sweaty and decided to take a shower before Chase got home, and shave since she hated feeling any kind of stubble anywhere on her.


After her shower she sat on the bathroom counter and placed a foot on the toilet and the other up on the edge of the sink where she was seated. She applied a small amount of shaving cream along her mound and down between her thighs, as she was shaving and concentrating she had no idea she was being watched till she heard Chases voice causing her to jump.


He was leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom with crossed arms and a grin, “Well, well, well! What do we have here?”


Natalie answered back about having privacy to tend to her pussy; she chuckled and went back to shaving as she moved the razor around her flesh like it was nothing. She pulled on her petals and made sure she got the edges of her slit, and then did the other side as her audience watched.


Shifting on the counter top she washed away the old missed cream and added a thin coating again on the other side, her cunt lips were wide open for him to have a nice look see, not that he hadn’t seen it before but she was in a way teasing him, slightly on purpose but it was the best position for her to sit in to make sure she got every hair and was smooth, once she rinsed of her snatch she looked to him.


“So what do you think, Big Daddy?” she said with an impish grin. She spread her thighs wide apart for him. “You like my smooth little kitty?” Her fingers moved along her inner walls of pink, as she splayed her lips open for him, her sweet opening seeped her slick juices as she giggled.


He got down before her as she stayed in that position and began to ‘inspect’ her shaving abilities, before she knew it he was tasting her with his warm tongue, liking what he saw and voicing his opinion about it. Natalie placed her hands on his head, closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the wall of the bathroom as she felt his tongue working its magic on her freshly clean and shaven cunt. He turned her on so easily, her groans and moans lingered from her lips as she rocked herself against his face. It didn’t take her long till she came hard for him; her fingers grasped his hair tightly as she held him against her as he drank every drop from her slick opening.


“Christ Chase, that was incredible as it always is,” she replied as she tried to catch her breath. “Maybe you need to do that every time I shave.” Natalie grinned as she stood and kissed her; she licked his lips and tasted her pussy juices from his lips. He hugged her and spoke of a shower, she declined his invite to join him and slipped from his arms and went into the bedroom where she began to mess with her make up and hair. He wasn’t in there long; she smiled as he strolled out as she was finishing up, still naked as he left her. “Are you dressing me for tonight’s festivities or is it house rules?” She asked him.


Natalie listened as he walked around the stateroom talking, he reached into the locker and pulled out a dark blue robe with gold piping and explained it to her, as she nodded and looked it over as she commented about not having anything that would go with it. Natalie loved dressing to match Chase, it looked very classy in public and they always looked sharp together, the human Brunette ‘Barbie and Ken’ couple.


Chase smiled and reached into the locker, “Took care of that already,” he said as he held the duel shaded gold garment up for her to look it over, it was embroidered at the neck and cuffs as well as the hem with an oriental floral pattern. He explained that he got it on a trip he had taken last year and then sent it to be altered for her. Natalie took it from his hands and held it up against her naked form, “Chase it’s absolutely beautiful,” she remarked and then looked to him, “You can see through this, do the women wear anything under it?” She listened to him answer her question as she grinned and knew there would be nothing but her soft tanned flesh worn beneath it.


She placed the Abaya on the bed and then slipped her arms in it from the bottom up and left it fall over her head and down her sleek form till the hem touched the floor. She turned and looked in the mirror smoothing it out, it fit tighter at the waist and hips but the rest of the garment was free flowing. Natalie turned to him and smiled, “well would I pass as a slave girl or most favored wife?” She asked as the struck a pose.


Natalie smiled as he told her she looked beautiful and handed her a scarf that matched the Abaya, she placed it on her head and tied it as a few loose strands of curls fell out and about her face and a couple long ones down her back. Once that was taken care of she took one last look in the mirror and sighed softly. She walked over to the vanity and sat down; crossing her legs she leaned in and added a few extra touches to her make-up that would allow her to fit in better with the Middle Eastern women. She worked around her eyes with a black eyeliner pencil and dark kohl eye shadow making her eyes more dramatic; she added a touch of blue and gold metallic coloring to match her garment as well as his. She added a think mascara to make her lashes appear longer and darker to accent her eyes. Her cheeks were done with a blush that blended n quite well with her tanned skin tone and her lips were a soft pink in color. Looking over her face she smiled and stood turning to him, “all I need is a gem within my forehead and I maybe could pass as a wife of one of your business associates.”


Her head cocked as she studied him for a few minutes, “You are the most handsome man I’ve ever laid my eyes on Mr. Bradford.”


Chase thanked her and then opened a drawer and called her to him and told her to pick a piece of jewelry out to wear. Natalie shook her head, “always prepared for every occasion. I’ll pick one, just please don’t tell me the price so I won’t worry all night long about losing it.” She dipped her fingers in and pulled out a gold chain necklace with seven stones within it about half the size of a dime that would lie against her chest close to the base of her neck half way around it and then chain the rest of the way where the clasps meet. The stones were a brown agate, from the center hung a small piece of chain and on there, there was another brown nickel sized stone laid in gold and then a tear drop shaped stone that set it all off. She placed it on her neck and smiled, “its beautiful Chase.” It was a delicate piece that accented her garment as well as her neck.


She took his hand as he escorted her to the upper deck where they met Nicole and had drinks, he announced there would be no alcohol at the dinner that evening, which Natalie was glad for, that’s all she’s been drinking and preferred to back off a bit as she didn’t want to get into the habit of drinking so much. Nicole and Natalie exchanged compliments and finished their drinks as each took an arm of Chase’s and headed to the house, Natalie felt as if she were in the Garden of Eden with the vibrant blooms all around her, the lush shades of green, she sighed softly.


“I would have guessed that it would be Chase Bradford who would arrive with a beautiful woman on each arm,” remarked the Saudi Prince Ali Karim as he greeted them upon their entry to the dinning hall. Natalie watched as he shook Chase’s hand and bowed to her and Nicole, she also watched his eyes move over her body as she grew a tad nervous at first and then spoke about Allah not approving but he did as he looked to Natalie’s eyes and then to chase.


As they joined the rest Natalie looked around, she felt good that she fit in with the other women quite well. A few wore veils, and others didn’t, there were Middle Eastern men with more than one or two women around them, which she assumed were all his wives. They were asked to join the Prince at his table; the dinning hall was re-done in a Middle Eastern motif, much different from the Vegas theme the night before. Natalie took her place on a large comfortable pillow aside Chase, as she crossed her legs and glanced about yet. She smiled to the musicians playing as they smiled to her; the room was filled with pillows and carpets for guests to sit at the low to the floor tables. Chase made introductions once more for Natalie, there were a few new people at the table she didn’t meet the evening before or when the ladies gathered earlier in the day for their outing.


Natalie sat quiet as she listened to the Prince and Chase speak back and forth about business as well as the other men chimed in to the conversation. She watched as the wait staff began to come out wheeling carts with water and clean linens, once they were by them Chase began to explain to Natalie the customs, how she’ll eat with her fingers as no utensils were used, and then everything was falling in place for her. “Everything smells wonderful,” she said. Chase spoke again telling her they eat healthy and he thought she would enjoy everything.


The food began to flow like a river of champagne before them. She had no idea what everything was, but tried it anyways, she figured if she was eating monkey brains and fried pig’s balls she wouldn’t know till after wards, which was a good thing. Her favorites were the flat bread, and chicken with white rice. She wrinkled her nose to the hummus, that wasn’t anything she enjoyed, the texture and smell was enough to turn her away but she did try it. She watched as lamb was served, she already knew she didn’t like it, she tried it and then left it sit as she didn’t wish to be rude and not taste it, and she didn’t want to offend anyone.


Chase touched her elbow and leaned in to her as his lips met her ear as he whispered letting her know to eat with the right hand only and the left was for hygiene. Natalie looked to him and made a comment about his hand and where it was all evening. She winked to him and then reached with her right hand for a piece of fatir. She looked to him again and smiled a bright smile and leaned over and spoke softly to him, “this young grasshopper learns quickly, as I hope you notice.”


Natalie watched around her as the wives of the Middle Eastern men fed them by their fingers, she cocked her head and took a kapsa between her fingers and then placed it to Chase’s lips feeding him as the Prince chuckled watching as Chase took the kapsa and commented about getting used to that sort of treatment. With a grin on her face she looked between him and the prince and remarked back, “Tonight I may be an Arabian princess, but tomorrow I may be an American girl.”


The conversation picked back up again between the males as the females idly talked about the tour they took that day, mainly listening to what was going on around them. Natalie enjoyed the business talk it kept her in tune with Chase, and his business so when he spoke about a deal she could understand more so than comment about it. The conversation flowed to trips, festivals and holidays of the Middle Eastern, she listened intently so if she ever had a run in again with men or women from there she wouldn’t appear to be that ignorant to such things and customs.


“Is that the same Abraham and Isaac as in the Bible?” Natalie asked as she listened to them talking.


“Yes,” Chase said. “So, as you can see there is a thread of commonality between Islam and Christianity that we should be building on, rather than using to separate us.”


“I agree,” added the Prince with an assenting nod.


Next custom was the coffee, she watched as the wait staff came with carts and then Natalie watched intently as the Prince began a coffee ritual, she was impressed with the time they took to do such simple things, unlike Americans that just toss the coffee in the filter, add water hit a button and walk away. The evening taught her a lot; she realized how much the two worlds differ in every area from food, customs, attire, coupling and holidays. It was a lot to take in but she appreciated everything that was being done for her, she did feel like the Arabian princess she joked about with Chase and the Prince when feeding him with her fingers.


Chase once more explained another custom to her, this one was dealing with the coffee, she nodded and took a sip as her eyes widened as she tasted it taking a swallow and couldn’t believe how strong it was. She knew that would be an ass kicker in the morning but she enjoyed the taste.


As the meal ended the entertainment came out after the Prince made a toast which all shared in. Natalie watched as the dancers came out, men first and then women following, she noticed that they didn’t dance together as she watched trying to pick up the steps the females used which was close to what she was taught as far as the belly dance. Chase leaned over to her and caught her off guard as she was engrossed in watching the performers, she nodded and made a comment about him being a perfect gentleman, she did mention back to him that she knew about that part of the customs due to her background in dance.


The males left the dance area and the female troupe came forth as they invited the female guests to come up and join them. Nicole was first to jump up and before Natalie had a chance to even speak up she found herself pulled to her feet as she laughed. Nicole led Natalie by the hand to the group that had formed the wives and other female guests fit in between the dance troupe so they could be taught step by step. Natalie had it down pretty quickly, as her steps she was taught didn’t differ much from what they were teaching.


Natalie left herself go, she counted the steps of the music and fell into place with the beat, she rolled her stomach as she sucked in her gut, her hands moved to her hips as she shimmied her body taking a few steps back and forth, she put the hand motions with her body movements and moved along with the female troupe, every now and then she’d look to Chase and smile. The backbends were simple for she was limber and in shape, she turned and shimmied herself to the floor on her knees and shimmied her upper body all the way back till her head met the floor. She held there a minute or two and then shimmied back up as she used her leg muscles to lift her to her feet and then turned with the troupe and belly rolled her stomach again as they ended the dance.


The girls gathered with the troupe as some ladies went and took their seats aside their men and others stayed up and took the zills from the dancers and slipped them on their fingers as they then took a formation as the orchestra stopped playing and the sound of the small cymbals on the dancers fingers began to sound off in unison. Natalie kept a count in her head as they all slowly began to belly dance together once again. She needed to keep the count for the zills as well, this was one time she was glad she was sober or she’d look as well as sound stupid if counts were off. Some women got the hang of it and others didn’t as they took their seats. Natalie and Nicole stuck it out and just relax, had fun and went with the flow.


Her eyes looked to Chase as she danced, he became her main focal point, the slower belly moves were more erotic than the fast paced. Her hips flowed with the others, she had the body shimmy down quite well as she turned and went to her knees again and bent back, her body arching hard as her nipples pointed towards the ceiling as her breast moved with her body, back and forth from side to side. With the lighting being brighter on the performing area, she forgot how sheer her garment was, but then again, it was his choice and she enjoyed pleasing Chase.


After the dance was over she was told to keep the zillas as a gift, she tanked the dance troupe and then took her place back at Chase’s side with a beaming smile. “That was incredibly fun,” she said catching her breath. “Maybe I found my calling ?”

 

[Miltone]

Chase Bradford

It was sheer pleasure watching Natalie dance, and he knew that she was dancing for him. The look in her eye as she bent way back, her hips swaying and shimmying in a strongly erotic way, told him everything he wanted to know. The way the lighting played on the fabric of her abaya delighted Chase, as it had all evening; depending on how it danced upon her form, you could see nothing or nearly everything, and once you saw the latter you wanted to see more.

At first the female guests danced interspersed with members of the dance troupe in a joyous fashion, largely before the man they were with. But as the dance continued, the troupe members occasionally shifted position, making the whirling writhing dancers a visual rotisserie of female forms. Natalie moved around the circle, snaking her way along the line nearly out of his sight before coming back to him. Presently, one of the Prince’s wives danced before Chase. Obviously the younger one, she kept looking deferentially at the other wife, who carried herself with a haughty, superior air, as if greatly confident of her standing in Ali Karim’s house. Chase was amused by the drama that must play out in that household when the Prince is not around. As Natalie moved around and danced before the Saudi Prince Ali Karim, Chase noted the way the Prince stroked his thick black beard and the intent look in his dark eyes.

“Not only is she beautiful, but she is a good dancer too,” remarked the Saudi Prince. His fingertips tapped his chin as he watched Natalie rise up and bend forward, her fingers snapping the zills in perfect rhythm. He leaned toward Chase and said, “You intend to marry this beautiful woman?”

Chase glanced sideways at the Prince and regarded him more fully. The Prince was younger, in his middle thirties, and quite handsome with a sharp wit. Chase knew that the young Prince had two wives already, those in attendance with him at the dinner. Under Islamic law he would be allowed two other wives and no one in his world would deny such an entitlement for a man of his wealth and power. As Chase turned back toward Natalie’s dance he mused on the thought of her becoming a part of the Prince’s household. That seemed quite unlikely; she was an American girl and too strong-willed to accept being just one of many wives.

“Marriage is not a subject for discussion at this point,” Chase remarked. “We are both quite happy as things are at the moment.”

“I will warn you, my friend,” the Prince said. “If you do not marry her, some other wiser man will steal her away from you.”

The Saudi Prince looked at Chase coolly, his dark eyes intense and penetrating. When Chase glanced back doubtfully, the Prince broke into a broad grin. With a laugh he said, “I should have known that no smart man would try to steal Chase Bradford’s woman!”

As the dance grew more erotic and strenuous, many of the other female guests, the wives and companions and mistresses rejoined their men, but Natalie stayed out with Nicole and a few other brave guests, dancing for herself, dancing for Chase. The music and the dance were building in intensity to a climax and the smile on Natalie’s face was beatific. She looked to the other dancers and followed in perfect step as they spun and swayed and bowed. When the music ended, she skipped back to sit beside Chase.

“That was incredibly fun!” she said, nearly out of breath. There was a fine sheen of perspiration on her face and her broad smile was contagious. She retied the scarf that had loosened and allowed more of her auburn curls to tumble free. “Maybe I found my calling?”

“You were terrific,” Chase said, as the wait staff served drinks of refreshment, along with some exotic fruits. “A woman of many talents and possibilities. I’m sure that Miss Pendergast must be proud.”

“Miss Pendergast? Who’s that?” Natalie asked.

“Your dance instructor. Miss Pendergast or whatever her name was. There’s always a Miss Pendergast in the past life of a girl who can dance as well as you do,” Chase said with a grin. “If you can hold your own with the subtle and intricate rhythms of this music you can dance to anything.”

“It’s just a matter of counting out the time, stepping in sequence, and feeling the music sweep you along,” Natalie replied, after taking a long sip of a cool drink. She nearly choked on the next sip when she saw Nicole sit with a small group of Asian men. “Oh, my, god! Can you see Nic?”

“She loves to flirt,” Chase said with a nod. “But won’t those gentlemen be surprised when they find out the truth?”

Natalie laughed and Chase re-filled her drink. He felt a strong whiff of breeze on his other side and looked up to see John Porter, dressed in a colorful orange and golden jalabiyah, taking a seat on his other side.

“Poon Dog!” Chase said greeting his good friend.

“Hey, Speen!” Porter replied, turning to Natalie. “That was some kinda dance you were doing out there. I’m surprised the dance troupe didn’t offer to take you on as an instructor!”

Natalie smiled. “I don’t think they could afford me what with the salary I get from Chase!”

The music played on but once the dancers had refreshed themselves the crowd began to thin out.

“So will you be meeting with the Prince tomorrow?” Porter asked Chase.

“Yes, tomorrow evening,” Chase replied. “Why don’t you plan on staying on the Cormorant tonight? That way you and I can get together first thing in the morning before the regular meetings to go over what we need to discuss.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Porter answered.

“Will you need your bags?”

“You know me,” Porter grinned, “Traveling light!”

Chase laughed and turned to Natalie. “Back in college, when we drove down for spring break this guy packed his clothes in a paper grocery bag!”

“Remember old buddy, all the money I saved by not buying a Samsonite bought a lot of rounds of drinks!”

When it was time to leave, they bid goodnight to the Prince and his entourage, to some of the other guests, and of course to their hosts, the Worthingtons. Chase noticed the warm exchange between Sahira Worthington and Natalie. He had a feeling that those two would get on quite well given their concurrent interests.

Rescuing Nicole from the clutches of the Asian men, they followed the path out through the garden and down toward the docks. With Chase taking Nicole on his left and Natalie on his right, Porter was content to walk by himself next to Nicole.

“You know it’s too bad that your gate doesn’t swing both ways, little missy,” Porter said good-naturedly to Nicole. “You and I could make some wonderful music together.”

“Yeah, well, I have this thing against tenors who think far too much of themselves,” Nicole replied.

Chase chuckled, remembering years before when Porter first met Nicole and pursued her relentlessly until she finally had to confront him with her sexual orientation. Chase remembered how his good friend had come to him in disbelief. “The universe is upside down! How can this be? A girl that gorgeous should be with a man who can appreciate her! It’s not right!” And on and on and on. There was a soul mate out there for Poon Dog, Chase knew, but it was simply going to take longer for him to find her.

After boarding the Cormorant, they headed toward the salon, where Chase offered to mix a nightcap. Poon and Nicole accepted and Natalie asked for something light. As Chase began to pour and mix, Natalie removed her scarf, letting her long auburn curls tumble down freely about her shoulders, then loosened up her abaya and began to pull it up and off over her head. Porter watched her in awe. When she noticed his admiring gaze, she said matter-of-factly, “House rules.” With an impish grin, she teased him, taking her own sweet time lifting up the garment, slowly and deliberately revealing every inch of her naked body, turning her back to him as she pulled it over her head, and then spinning around slowly, holding it chastely in front of her for a moment before tossing it onto the couch.

“I believe I need to institute some of those rules in my house,” Poon chuckled. “Well, maybe not with the new housekeeper I just hired. Old Polish scrub woman. Ewww!” He shuddered.

With just the necklace adorning her supple shapely body, Natalie accepted the drink from Chase. Porter continued to stare at Natalie for obvious reasons. She was a treat to the eyes. From consistent but careful exposure to the sun, her auburn hair had lovely streaks of red and gold and her body was nicely tanned all over. Even her nipples had a rosy glow to them.

The girls sat at the bar chairs with Poon standing beside them. Chase remained behind the bar watching as his friend ogled Natalie, keeping track of the way she crossed and re-crossed her legs, making his old friend work for every glimpse of her intimate parts. They talked about the evening, the delicious food and unique seasonings, the satisfying drink, the interesting conversation, the joyful music and exotic dance. It had been quite a cultural experience for Natalie and Chase enjoyed the excited way she spoke about what she had learned during the festivities.

Once her drink was finished, Nicole slipped off her bar chair. “Good night all,” she said. “This girl needs her beauty sleep tonight.” She turned to Poon. “Sweet dreams, Poon Dogger,” she said patting his chest in a familiar fashion, then turned to Natalie and gave her a lingering kiss on the lips. “See you at breakfast, Bossman,” she said to Chase before sauntering to the stairwell that led down to her stateroom. Obviously the kiss exchanged between the girls left an impression on Porter, whose eyes darted back and forth between Natalie and Chase.

“So, Speen, are you turning this into some kind of Love Boat?” Poon said with a big grin.

“Don’t know about ‘love,’ but this has been a very pleasurable cruise,” Chase said and lifted his glass in an impromptu toast. “To pleasure!”

“To pleasure!” Natalie and Poon replied in unison.

“And speaking of pleasure,” Porter said, his eyes drawn back to Natalie’s form, seated on the bar chair. “You are just one pleasure after another to look at. There isn’t a part of you that isn’t sheer perfection.”

“Why, thank you, Mr. Porter,” Natalie replied, her cheeks quickly turning blush red.

“And modest too! Charming!” Poon remarked in a low voice, “Wherever did you find her?”

“I caught her when she fell down out of heaven,” Chase said, and they all chuckled.

“Look at you! Such a pretty face! And the hair,” Poon said flipping a lock of her hair. He spoke slowly and with a true appreciation. “And the rest! I’ve never seen such a perfect pair of tits. And the skin! Like precious Indian silk! I gotta hand it to you, Speen, you’ve found yourself the complete deal!”

Chase could see the effect that Porter’s blandishments were having on Natalie. He loved that she was sort of embarrassed by his old friend’s compliments. But his buddy’s smooth words were also having a different sort of effect. Her nipples were growing taut and hard, and the way she fidgeted on her stool told him that she was growing aroused. They grew quiet for a moment, not awkward, just silent. When Chase broke the silence by offering to refreshen Porter’s glass, Poon declined.

“I’m afraid what I might say or do something regretful if I have another,” he said. “I should probably head off to bed anyway.” Poon placed a hand on Natalie’s back and leaned in to kiss her politely on the cheek. When he shook hands with Chase, he said in a low voice, “She evens smells terrific! Take good care of her tonight.”

Natalie and Chase watched as Porter walked toward the forward stairwell and then climbed down to the guest stateroom.

“He obviously likes you,” Chase said. “I hope he didn’t offend you. Poon Dog likes to keep everything in the open and above the table.”

“No, he was very generous with his compliments,” Natalie replied. “A girl never tires of hearing well-intentioned compliments. And actually, I found his words very, um stimulating.”

“Really. In what way?” Chase asked leaning forward and resting his elbows on the bar bringing his face down close o Natalie’s. She leaned forward and brought her face within a breath of his.

“I found what he said so arousing that I just wanted to take you downstairs and fuck your socks off,” she said in a low whispering voice.

“That can be easily arranged, but I’m not wearing any socks tonight,” Chase said with a laugh. “But I feel bad about poor Poon Dog?”

“Why?”

“Poor guy gets all worked up watching a beautiful sexy girl get naked and then we send him off to bed by himself,” Chase remarked. “Maybe I should alter the house rules while he’s on board.”

“One should always be considerate of their guests,” Natalie said. “Perhaps you should have brought along another girl just for him.”

Chase laughed. “If only you weren’t so damned desirable,” Chase said leaning forward to rub his nose against her. “It wouldn’t be a problem. But just seeing you makes any man want you. You have that power over us, you know.”

“So I am finding out, seeing the way the other men were checking me out while I was dancing. It was kind of a turn-on,” Natalie replied licking her lips and then bringing them as close to Chase’s as possible without touching. “So do I get my wish?”

“Your wish? Do you mean the fucking my socks off part? Um, yes, we can satisfy that reckless wanton desire.”

Chase leaned in the rest of the way to kiss Natalie’s soft moist and tender lips. The touch of their eager tongues quickly turned the kiss wildly passionate. As their kiss grew in intensity, they reached for each other, their hands grasping a shoulder, an arm, anything that they could hold onto and pull the other close. Partly from the way Chase drew her near and partly from her own desire, Natalie ended up climbing up from her bar chair onto the bar and Chase gathered her into his arms. As she wrapped herself around him, his kisses trailed hungrily down her neck to the bare heated skin of her shoulder and her chest.

They were practically out of breath by the time they made it down the stairs to their stateroom. Chase had barely finished slipping off his jalabiyah when Natalie pushed him back onto the bed and crawled up over his body, attacking him ravenously like a cat of prey. There was a different intensity in her approach, something deeper and more visceral, and Chase let himself go and reveled in the sublime pleasure she was bringing.

“So what’s brought this on?” he asked, as she plied his thighs and belly with hot wet kisses.

“Just acting on some of the impulses I’ve been feeling all night,” she said, leaving a trail of smoochy kisses over his stomach and chest.

“Impulses? What sort of impulses?” Chase asked.

“Impulses to have wild sex with some of the handsome men there tonight,” she said, suckling his nipples and nibbling on them till he winced with pleasure. “You most of all.”

“And what would you want to do to those handsome men who gazed at you so longingly and invitingly?”

“You have no idea, Chase,” Natalie said, her hands scooping up his cock and balls as her wet kisses drew near.

“Then show me, baby,” Chase said, his body trembling from the touch of her lips. “Tell me and show me what you would do to them.”

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Natalie watched as the youngest wife of the Prince’s danced before Chase, at first it gave her a feeling of the green-eyed monster but she smiled and turned moving her hips and chuckled as she knew it was her that was climbing into bed with him that night. As they danced on it was her turn to dance before the table as she moved before the prince and left her belly roll and her hips shimmy and shake along with her breasts as her fingers clashed the zills together to the beat of the music not missing a step or a note.

She caught his hand moving towards his face as his fingers stroked his thick black beard. Natalie lowered herself slowly before him, every inch of her body moving in perfect synch as she bent back letting her body arch up as she kept forgetting the view others had thru the thin sheer, she shimmied her way up and made eye contact with the Price, her smile was seductive much like the movement of her body before him as she raised up hearing the comment about her beauty and dancing back to the line before she heard the marriage part.

Settled back with Chase he joked with her about the new calling as she praised her dancing commenting about her many other talents and then brought up a Mrs. Pendergrass which totally tossed Natalie into a world of confusion. Once he explained it she understood and reassured him there was no Pendergrass that taught her. The conversation was cut short as Natalie looked over and Nicole and made a comment as she chuckled and shook her head.

Natalie watched as he poured her another drink, as Chase greeted Poon Dog who slipped in from nowhere and joined them taking a seat on the other side of Chase, dressed in a colorful Jalabiyah and looking handsome. He commented about her dancing as she blushed slightly and remarked back about them not able to afford her.

Listening to them talk about business she eyed the room and watched as the guests began to leave, the music still flowed but even she was growing a bit tired. Chase and Poon began to talk about their days gone by as Chase filled her with more stories, Poon the same as they enjoyed topping each others. Natalie didn’t mind listening to them, nine out of ten made her chuckle.

Chase stood and offered her a hand to help her up, taking it she stood aside him as they waited for Poon Dog to join them as Chase collected Nicole and the four began to say their goodnights to the prince and his harem, the honorable Host and Hostess of the estate as Natalie and Sahira exchanged looks and smiles holding a glance between then a bit longer than normal giving the impression the two could get along very well if perhaps left alone for a few hours.

Chase escorted the two ladies back to the yacht, one on each arm as Porter walked behind them, the discussion turned to Nicole and her sexuality choice as Natalie smiled and snickered the whole time letting her mind drift back to the girl on girl time well spent in Nicole’s stateroom.

Once back aboard the yacht they retired to the salon where Chase played the gracious host and served a round of drinks as Natalie had no problem returning to the house rules made by her boos and lover as she reached up and untied the scarf around her head letting the tendrils of chestnut curls fall down around her face, back, and shoulders as she reached up and ran her finger through them, feeling them bounce back into shape as she stretched them out. Her eyes looked to Chase and then to dropped as she began to loosen the abaya and slowly she gripped it half way down the skirt and wiggled her lithe body under it as she pulled it up over herself revealing herself to the three of them in a sexual seductive way as she turned her back to them and then as she spun around she tossed the article of clothing to the couch. Nicole and Chase had seen her fully naked enough times; it was Porter who sat there with his jaw to the floor and his eyes all over her. “House rules,” was all she said as she smiled and looked to Chase.

“I believe I need to institute some of those rules in my house,” Poon chuckled. “Well, maybe not with the new housekeeper I just hired. Old Polish scrub woman. Ewww!” He shuddered as the three of them laughed.

Natalie took the drink from Chase and as she turned her head she looked right in the eyes of Porter who seemed to enjoy her nudity before him. She took a seat at the bar with him and Nicole as Chase stayed behind it playing barkeep for the four man crew. Natalie turned side ways as she slowly crossed and uncrossed her legs tormenting poor old Poon Dog and it wasn’t even on purpose. She’d glance over to him as he didn’t even hide the fact he was checking her out, she turned her head and make eye contact with Chase as she winked to him and licked her lips.

The conversation flowed as they spoke about the Middle Eastern culture, the food, the music and the dancing. Natalie asked about certain customs and listened intently as Chase or Porter answered all her questions with satisfactory answers. She quite enjoyed the evening, and it showed with the way she expressed herself with each subject, never holding back a question or a comment.

Nicole was the first to call it a night as she stood and patted the chest of Poon and wished him sweet dreams, she turned to Natalie and stepped in between her thighs blocking Porter’s view of her slightly parted folds of pink as she leaned in and kissed Natalie long and hard, Natalie didn’t hold back as she returning it just the same. Both girls smiled to each other in an impish way that only they could relate to not knowing Chase had a glimpse of them that afternoon in Nic’s cabin. Nicole bid her good night to Chase as Natalie turned her head and watched her walk out of sight then turned back around to the two men and smiled with a smile that looked as if she was the kitten that ate the canary as Porter looked between the two.

Natalie chuckled as Porter asked about the boat being turned into the ‘Love boat’ and glanced over at Chase when he said about it being more a Pleasure cruise, they lifted their glassed and toasted to pleasure. Natalie took a sip of her drink and then looked to porter who was again letting his eyes move over ever curve of her body.

“And speaking of pleasure,” Porter said, his eyes drawn back to Natalie’s form, seated on the bar chair. “You are just one pleasure after another to look at. There isn’t a part of you that isn’t sheer perfection.”

Natalie smiled and thanked him for the compliment as she crossed her legs again and placed her hand over her lap as she looked him over and watched as his eyes met hers and spoke, “And modest too! Charming! Wherever did you find her?” Natalie really didn’t wish to have that tossed out there as she looked to Chase and waited for his answer, when she heard it she beamed a smile that brightened up the salon. His comment topped the night as she looked to him and then listened as Poon Dog paid her a few more compliments as he fiddled with the curls that fell close to her breasts.

Natalie lowered her eyes as her cheeks turned a slight red in color as she wiggled in her chair like a young schoolgirl. Her back arched as she lifted the drink to her lips and tilted her head back as her tits went forth showing the lovely diamond hard nipples upon golden brown puckered flesh.

Natalie handed the glass to Chase as the three of them sat there in silence. Natalie was beginning to feel slightly like a piece of meat on display as Porter continued to ogle her. In a sense it turned her on and yet in another way it gave her a slight creepy feeling. She was glad when Chase spoke up and offered to refresh drinks as Porter declined with an explanation of him not wanting basically to get out of line with something he may do or say and then placed a hand upon Natalie’s soft bare back as she felt his lips against her cheek as she gave her a tender kiss goodnight. He shook hands with Chase and commented on the way Natalie smelled as she smiled and wished him pleasant dreams and then turned her attentions back to Chase again.

Chase spoke out about his friend as Natalie smiled, “his compliments were nice, one never gets tired of hearing them but he was looking a bit too much. I mean don’t get me wrong his words and looks upon me were arousing.”

“Really. In what way?” Chase asked leaning forward and resting his elbows on the bar bringing his face down close to Natalie’s. She leaned forward and brought her face within a breath of his. She gave him the first answer that came to her mind as she explained that she wanted to take him down to their stateroom and just fuck the socks off of him. He came back with a comment that made her chuckle as he said it could be arranged but he currently wasn’t wearing any socks and then stated he felt bad for his friend.

They got into a back and forth semi playful discussion over what they could and should have done, from bending the house rules to Chase having a girl aboard for Poon. He leaned in and placed his nose to hers and rubbed it as he paid her a compliment and telling her how she makes any man want her by just looking to her, and the power she has over them.

“So I am finding out, seeing the way the other men were checking me out while I was dancing. It was kind of a turn-on, I could feel the Prince’s eyes burning a hole through me as I danced before him, it was so arousing I’m sure he saw my pussy juices upon my slit when I bent back and shimmed before him. ” Natalie replied licking her lips and then bringing them as close to Chase’s as possible without touching. “So do I get my wish?”

Both leaned over from opposite sides of the bar till their lips met, the simple kiss turned into something filled with fire and passion as their arms wrapped around whatever body parts of the others they could fine. Natalie moved to her knees on her chair as climbed up upon the bar top as Chase scooped her from it and her arms hung around his neck loosely as he walked and kissed her neck, his lips trailed to her upper chest as she moaned out.

Chase bounced between the walls like a pinball in a machine as they worked their way back to the room, he wasn’t paying much attention to where he was walking more where his lips were either at or moving to on her chest, her breasts and her neck and she whimpered and moaned. As soon as they entered the room, she slipped from his arms and watched him undress, just as he had the Jalabiyah off she about attached him, she pounded on him like a feline would a mouse. Her body was against his as they fell back upon the bed, Natalie was straddled over him and began kiss and playfully bite his belly and inner thighs as he asked her what brought this mood on, as she explained the impulses she had all night, he pried into it more as she was creeping up his body with her hands and mouth.

Natalie moved her nails around his chest, her fingertips circled around his nipples as her mouth kissed and bit his flesh as she looked at him with a grin as her tongue moved around the darkened area of his nipple. “The kind of impulses that is spontaneous, like having sex with some of the handsome and rich men that were there tonight, those that watched me dance as they undressed me with their eyes and fucked me in their minds.” Natalie bit his nipple and watched his face as he winced; she licked and kissed it, “though I will admit when all those dirty and naughty thoughts came into my head they all dealt with you mainly.”

Her kisses trailed back down his body as she teased him and they played their little game, Chase asking her what she’d do to these men as she kissed and licked her way down to his groin, she smiled and took his cock in one hand and his balls in the other as she toyed with him while she licked and bit his inner thigh and then worked up closer and around his cock yet never touching it with her lips.

“Then show me, baby. Tell me and show me what you would do to them.” She heard him say as she moved her mouth to the base of his meat and placed her tongue flat against it as she licked up one side, then down the other.

“I will admit though there would be one female in the mix, since she did turn me on when she danced the first half tonight. So let’s start with her shall we? Since you don’t have the same parts I’ll just tell you what I’d want to do with her….” Natalie began with his sac and took it into her mouth and wrapped her lips around the top as her tongue swirled about it and her lips gave it a few tugs while her delicate hand just smoothed over his length in a loose fisted manner, just stroking him lazily for base to tip and every now and then she’d tease the head twisting her finger and thumb around it while rubbing over the small opening.

She released his sac and licked it, “I’d take her to bed and I’d lay her out and just lick every inch of her body till she moaned for more…” her head tilted as she ran her tongue along his length up one side and down the other. “Then I’d lick lightly against her pussy while she cried my name out for more till I gave in and tongue fucked her slowly just tasting her pink inner walls of slick sweetness while she tried to ride my face and begged me to make her cum with my fingers and tongue…” Natalie tossed her head around as she looked to him while continuing to jack him off tightening her grip while her free hand lifted his sac and teased it with her fingertips. “I’d drive her to that point of orgasm and then lap at her succulent cream till she had no more to give and all that she gave was cleaned up by my tongue…”

With a grin she leaned over him and placed his cock between her tits as she licked around the head while squishing her breasts around his dick as she never took her eyes from his, “There were a few men there I wouldn’t have minded wrapping my tits around there cock like I am yours and sliding that thick stick between my tits while I sucked on a nice shapely head like so,” Natalie parted her lips as she slipped them over the head of his prick and swirled her tongue around it sucking it as her upper body moved her fleshy mounds up and down his length. Her warm saliva making it easy for his length to slide through as she slicked the head with spit and used that as lubricant as she teased the head only with her mouth letting her tits wrap him tightly as she tossed her head about from side to side.

She popped the bulbous head from her warm mouth and kissed the tip as she snickered, “now the Prince that good old man needs an American porn star head job like I give you”, she said as she made sure her face was directly over his cock and she slid him within her mouth slowly inch by inch till she felt the head in the back of her throat. Natalie felt Chase reach and push back the hair from her face so he could watch her suck him off, see those full lips along his length as she engulfed him into her throat.

Swallowing a few times as she took his full rock hard length into her throat caused her warm soft walls to squeeze around him as the head lodged deep in the depth of her windpipe. Her lips tightened around the base as her cheeks indented as she drew up along him, her teeth lightly raking, her tongue flat against the underside of his shaft till she met the rim of his knob and twisted her mouth around it and took him back in again and again as she repeated the motion not stopping or letting up, only quickening her pace as her fingers slowly moved the twin orbs around in his flesh pouch. Natalie watched his eyes close for short increments of time while she gave him a long steady head job.

Pulling up her mouth sucked the head tasting a slight bit of pre-cum against her tongue as she opened her mouth and showed him as she moved it across her upper lip smearing it and the rubbed her lips together, “now after that your friend the Prince would love to have this American cock sucker in his harem don’t you think?” Natalie chuckled and then leaned down and licked along his left inner thigh biting it and licking it as she turned and did the same to the right.

As she pushed herself up on all fours and began to crawl up along him her taut rosy nipples drug along his lower stomach all the way up to meet his own as she leaned her head down and nudged is head to the side placing a kiss to his nape letting others follow till she took his lobe between her lips and sucked upon it then released it as her lips barely touched his ear as she whispered to him as her slit moved across the tip of his dick as her body rocked back and forth slipping the flared knob within her pink very wet folds.

“I would tease those others with my body while I danced for them grinding myself against their cocks and muscular bodies while their wives and girlfriends watched as I did it naked letting them caress me all over me pulling me to them as I felt their hands groping my tits and my dripping pussy a few giving me smacks on my ass because I’m suck a bag girl for teasing them…M-m-m-m would be heaven being the one they think about while fucking their spouses and girlfriends.”

The tip of his turgid meat was placed at her soaked seeping opening as she lifted her head and smiled down to him as her breasts swayed slowly back and forth as her hips moved in a circular motion as she slipped the head in with a moan and a toss of her head. “Now for Porter your dear old friend that couldn’t keep his eyes off of my naked body, I’d need to do you proud…” she said as her ass moved up and down as she clenched her teeth sucking in a breath letting it out slowly. “I’d climb on his cock just like I am yours right now; tease the head such as so...M-m-m-m feels so fucking great Chase.” Natalie groaned as she began to take more and more of him as her cunt slowly worked him into it till her swollen folds were split in two and resting against the skin around his base as she closed her eyes and licked her lips just grinding her cunt against his body.

Her eyes opened as she looked down to him, “I’d need to give him a slow fuck till he grabbed my ass and just pounded his cock into me till he screamed my name and filled me with hot cum, so much that it literally just squeezed out from around the base in globs. He’d be calling my name out begging and pleading me to fuck him again and again with my tight cunt….” Natalie groaned as she pushed up and sat upon his stiff pole, leaned her head back as her nails raked his chest as she just rode Chase as she groaned and whimpered impaling herself on him as she showed and told him what she would do with others.

Holding herself up with her hands she leaned down and placed her lips lightly against his and she looked into his eyes, “then my hips would buck wildly as fast as I could move them just taking his big hard cock in and out of my cunt till I came all over him like so..” Natalie rammed herself up and down upon his cock as fast as she could as her head tossed back and her cunt engulfed him over and over as she cried and whimpered feeling her orgasm hit as she sit down directly over him and pumped her pussy up and down as she came all over his cock as her moans grew louder and her breaths quicker. “Oh fuck yes-s-s-s….cumming-g-g all over your n-n-nice fat cock…”

As Natalie came down from her high, her pussy clamped and released around his shaft, her breaths heavy as she moaned softly letting it linger from her lips as beads of sweat began to appear upon her forehead and here and there on her golden toned body. Swirling her hips to the left and then to the right she came to a halt and gasped a breath and giggled looking down to him.

“Damn such a great cock to ride and I’m not done yet…There is one man left who would be able to fill the only hole than wasn’t filled all night long”, she spoke out as she grabbed a breath and then pulled herself slowly up from him as she leaned forth her breast dangling in his face as she felt his hands cup them and press them against her chest as her nipple were pinched between his fingers in a scissor motion as she looked to him with a grin and pulled back as he quickly pinched her nipples between his fingers and thumbs as she whimpered and added more tension and pain.

Chase released her numb with a grin and gave each one a slap making them smack into each other and sway about and Natalie sat back between his thighs as she flipped the top back of the small bottle of clear gel. Looking down to his cock it glistened from her cum all over it as she added a dollop of lube to her fingers and palm and just wrapped her hand around him and jerked him off slowly and lightly as she greased his meat up fully doing it a second time as she then reached back and smeared a glob around her puckered tight asshole as she tossed the bottle aside them on the bed.

“Now for the last act of the night that would be where my big bad Daddy made me ride his cock with his girl’s tight ass since she was naughty by teasing all those handsome rich men with her body.” Leaning down she kissed his lips and then licked em as the kiss broke as she moved down his body kissing and biting till she reached his navel and then she licked around it and pushed back as she maneuvered herself around till she was straddled over him in reverse cowgirl.

“He’d grab her ass and roughly knead it and smack it till it was red for fucking his friend, which would be such a bad thing to bring his friend pleasure with her pussy.” Natalie lifted and slid the head of his slippery cock between her cheeks as she felt Chase grab her ass cheeks roughly and knead them as he’d smack each cheek one side then the other as she moaned out, “Yes-s-s Big Daddy I’m such a slut I need punished Daddy.” Her voice was soft like a begging cry; she wanted to be fucked hard and stuffed full with his cock deep in her ass.

With the tip pressing the center of that pinkish brown eye she arched her back and looked back over her shoulder to him as she groaned, “Big daddy would pull my ass cheeks apart and just ram his cock right into her dirty little girl’s ass,” and just as she said that she felt Chase’s hips thrust up as he did as she said causing her to cry out and roll her head upon her shoulders as he grabbed her hips and smashed her ass down against him as he listened to her whimpers and groans of pain and pleasure. “Oh shit big Daddy your so fucking hard and thick…fuck this little dirty slut she needs taught a lesson,” Natalie cried out not holding anything back.

Chase filled her ass completely full as she left her head down and placed her hands upon his knees as she ride him, meeting every thrust with her ass as she cried out, “Tell me how bad I need punished big Daddy...” she groaned as her ass pulled up and rammed his cock back into her as her ass kissed his lower stomach with a whimper. Natalie sounded off with each hard drilling thrust within her. Her breaths hard as she felt her cunt ache as her hand went between her splayed open puffed fold and rubbed about her clit, pinching and pulling it as she felt him spanking her ass and telling her how slutty and dirty she was and how daddy was going to punish her hard.

“Yes-s-s-s fuck me big daddy like the nasty little slut I am.” Just as the last word came from her lips she tossed her head back and opened her eyes as she started to let a moan out and almost stopped when she stared directly into the eyes of Porter realizing they never shut the cabin door. Natalie didn’t stop in fact she rode Chase’s cock even harder and faster with her ass as her tits bounced about. She pushed herself up and sat on his meat, her arms went up and her hands ran through her long hair as she groaned and danced her body upon him licking her lips as one hand went to her tits and her other back to her cunt as she teased both areas while maintaining eye contact with Chase’s business associate and friend.

 

[Miltone]

Chase Bradford

As Chase lay back on the bed watching Natalie’s superb little ass bounce on his belly, her cheeks spread enough to accept his thick hard shaft up her nether hole, he reveled in the pleasure of the moment. It wasn’t just that she had sucked him royally and then fucked him sensationally with her tits and her pussy till he was within a whisker of cumming, nor that she had taken him willingly in her ass with a greedy sexual desire, but that she had talked so dirty, fantasizing about what she would have done with the other men she had danced for during the evening and how she would have saved him, her “Big Daddy” for last. He loved the way she talked dirty to him, as much as he loved the way she acted out those things. And being the Big Daddy for her to come home to, pleased him.

Chase ran his hands up her back, letting his fingers mingle in the tossing auburn curls tumbling down her back, feeling the sexual energy and heat coursing through her tight body. Natalie Nichols had been everything he had hoped for when he hired her and more. Straddling his hips as she rode his long hard shaft she took him slowly and deeply up her hot tight little ass. She arched her back, letting her long hair cascade down to where it brushed his belly, and then she leaned forward and humped him with an urgent deep passion. When Natalie began to fuck him harder and faster, he glanced back up to watch the way she moved, something that always excited him. What he saw this time caught him by surprise.

Standing in the open doorway to their stateroom—apparently in his haste to get Natalie into bed, Chase had forgotten to close the door—was a grinning John Porter, and the tent that was growing in his shorts confirmed that he fully appreciated what he was watching. That Natalie didn’t stop at the sight of Chase’s old friend looking on wasn’t a surprise, for after all they had enjoyed some terrific public sex at the Wildcatters party in full view of all attending. But what happened next was an unexpected surprise. It began when Chase pushed up from the bed to a sitting position and smiled at his friend while Natalie continued to glide up and down on his slick hard shaft. Porter glanced at Chase and smiled, shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe what he was watching. Then his eyes darted back to the sight of Natalie cupping her breast and fingering her clit while she ass-fucked Chase.

“Gotta hand it to you, Speen. Wow!” Porter said. “Wowee Wow!” His hand went down to his crotch grasping at the surging erection tenting out the front of his shorts.

As Porter stroked his rod through the dark blue silk, Chase smiled and leaned forward, his cheek next to Natalie’s.

“Chase?” she said.

Chase whispered, “Do only what you want, what you feel like. Enjoy the pleasure of the moment, the pleasure of your senses.” Natalie turned back to Porter who had thrust his hand down into his shorts and was visibly stroking his hard-on.

“It’s a shame to waste that all by yourself, Poon Dog,” Natalie said to Porter as she continued to ride Chase slowly and sensually. “I love the feel of a nice cock in my mouth.”

Porter grinned and stepped forward until he stood right in front of Natalie. Like Chase, Porter had kept himself in fine physical shape. A little shorter than Chase and stockier—Porter had been a linebacker in college when Chase had been a wide receiver—there wasn’t a bit of hair on his upper body. The little brunette reached out and ran her hands over Porter’s bare smooth chest and down to his waist, her slender delicate fingers gliding down over the lump in his shorts, tracing the length and girth of his cock. Then she leaned forward and kissed and nibbled at his erection through the blue silk, making Porter groan. After taking down his shorts she took his cock and balls in hand and began to do to Chase’s good friend pretty much what she had done to him earlier, only without the narration.

Chase began to time his rhythmic thrusts with Natalie’s motion as she kissed and licked his friend’s cock then began to suck on it. It had been a long while since the longtime friends had shared a woman, probably in between one of Chase’s divorces when Porter had brought by a rather open-minded girl to cheer up his buddy. A few times previously they had entertained two or more women together, so it wasn’t something new for them. But it was a new experience for Natalie and Chase wanted to make sure it was pleasurable for her. And it seemed to turn out that way.

Porter ran his hands through her hair and over her body, taking special care to cup her breasts and tease her stiff nipples. Natalie moaned and hummed while she gave him some great head, going all the way down on him. The sounds she made and the way her body moved told Chase that she was really enjoying this. She confirmed it saying something about having two cocks at once. While her hands were so occupied stroking Porter’s cock and fondling his balls, Chase reached around to finger her hard little clit and probe up her hot juicy cunt.

Watching Natalie go down on his good friend was a turn-on for Chase, especially since his cock was buried up her ass and his hands were plying her hot wet pussy. She kissed and licked and sucked hard on Porter’s cock, taking him all the way till her nose was buried in the little tuft of his pubic hair and his thick shaft was down her throat. Then she bobbed her head furiously, pausing from time to time to catch her breath while she stroked his shaft, slick with the sheen from her saliva. At these times Chase would thrust harder and finger her clit savagely, bringing her to an orgasm before she again and again would take Porter’s cock back into her mouth.

“Shit! God-dammed! Motherfucker!” Porter swore coarsely as he stood before Natalie, his hands guiding her head up and down on his hard shaft.

Natalie hummed in acceptance of his outburst, and lifted her head up from him, still stroking him firmly with both hands. “You like that, Poon Dog?” she asked in a sweet innocent sounding voice.

“Fuck yeah!” he replied.

Natalie guided his cock between her breasts, and he instinctively rubbed himself up and down between her firm globes. She cupped her breasts and held them together, encircling his shaft and then lapped at the thick head each time it rose up from between her tits. When she took him again in her hot wet mouth, Porter groaned loudly.

“Oh, shit! It’s been a while for me,” Porter panted as he watched Natalie take him deep into her mouth and down her throat again. “So long that I don’t know how long I can hold out!”

“Then don’t hold it back,” Chase said. “I’m almost ready too.”

As both men were near their peak, Chase maneuvered Natalie up from his lap and laid her back on the bed. The men knelt on the bed on either side of her. Nearly exhausted, she took their cocks in hand and pumped them both until they exploded, shooting cum all over her belly and tits and face. Chase and Porter both groaned with sublime pleasure as they came and Natalie suckled their spent tools, smooching each one and sucking the last drops of cum from the tips, even Chase’s that had only moments before been up her ass.

As they all collapsed on the bed, Chase and Poon sandwiching Natalie between them, Chase asked, “So how was that, Baby?”

“Oh my god!” Natalie said breathlessly. “Oh my god! I’ve never done anything like that. But then there are a lot of things that I’ve done lately that I had never done before.”

“You keep working for old Speen Dog here, and there a whole lotta things you’ll be doing,” Porter drawled.

“But it was good,” Natalie said as she squeeged up the cum from her body and sucked it from her fingers. “I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to suck on a cock while I was getting fucked. Mmm!”

It was late and it didn’t take long for sleep to cum. Natalie nestled herself back against Chase and pulled his arm around her naked body. Porter lay beside her, his arm and hips brushing against her. By the morning, when Chase awoke, Porter was gone, apparently returning to his stateroom at some time during the night.

Chase snuggled for a while with the still sleeping Natalie, his hand resting in the soft tender valley between her breasts. His cock, rested and rejuvenated, rooted its way between her legs. When she eventually awoke, Natalie arched her back and stretched, rubbing her warm body against Chase.

“Morning, Chase,” she purred.

“G’morning,” he replied. Through the curtains there was early morning sunlight streaming in, warming the room.

“I need a shower,” Natalie said after running her hand over her chest.

“Me too,” Chase said.

They showered together, playfully taking turns washing each other. It was such a sensual experience for Chase, touching her, massaging the suds all over her body, and feeling the heady rise of arousal as she did the same to him. Even as they toweled off, he wanted to take her squeaky clean body and toss it on the bed and have his way with her, and the look in her pretty blue eyes told him she would be willing. But it was going to be a long important day for business and Chase needed every ounce of energy to keep his business acumen sharp and fired up. Besides, there would be time to play later in the evening.

Chase dressed in khakis and a light sport shirt for breakfast. Natalie did not dress at all. They joined a bright and cheerful Nicole at breakfast, which Chef Eddie served with a smile, brightened by an admiring eyeful of Natalie in her naked glory.

“Who had the watch last night?” Chase asked.

“I did,” Eddie replied. “That’s why everything is cooked to perfection. Ray and the Captain went to town last night and I haven’t seen them since. They better show up cause it’s Ray’s turn tonight.”

“So that means we’re on our own for breakfast tomorrow?” Nicole asked.

“Depends on how late I get in,” Eddie said with a chuckle.

“Or if you get in at all,” Chase added with a grin.

“These Bermudan beauties do know how to have a good time,” Eddie cracked and sat down to join the others over breakfast. “Is the Saudi Prince coming tonight?”

“Yes,” Chase answered. “John and I have some important things to discuss with him, so we want to make sure that he’s well fed and comfortable.”

“Not to worry, Boss,” Eddie said. “I know what he likes.”

A sleepy-eyed John Porter joined them shortly thereafter dressed in a crisp white linen suit and his usual sly grin.

“Sleep well?” Natalie asked him.

“Oh, honey, you wouldn’t know,” Porter said and then looked at her with a smile. “Or maybe you would.”

After breakfast Chase and Porter met for a few minutes to prepare for the day, before gravitating toward the gangplank with Nicole to head up to the house for the day’s meetings. Chase lingered near Natalie, his hand running down along her arm from her shoulder to take her hand.

“What’s going on today?” he asked, giving her hand a squeeze.

“There’s a tour of the old government buildings and one of the plantations,” Natalie said. “And Sahira Worthington offered to show me around the island a little, show me some of the neat places that the tourists don’t often see.”

“Sounds like you’ll have a fun day,” Chase said with a smile. He could see the tall east Indian beauty and pretty little Natalie zipping around the island in a red Jaguar roadster, or whatever Peter kept on the island. Chase drew her close and kissed her warmly on the lips.

Natalie looped her hand around his neck and held him close for a moment, keeping his lips pressed to hers while their tongues danced a sweet little tango together. When their kiss broke, due in part to the clearing of voices and shuffling of feet by Nicole and Porter, Chase slapped Natalie mischievously on her bare ass and said, “See you tonight.” Chase moved toward the others then turned back. “I almost forgot,” he said. “With the Saudi Prince coming aboard tonight, House Rules are suspended while he’s here.”

* * *

The meetings went well, despite some loud protests of the Russians and the Venezuelans, who were upset about the current financial mess that had clamped them into a tight vise of falling prices and tight credit.

“Once the market recovers and the price rises back up in a few weeks to where it should be, like $70 a barrel, you will all be smiling,” Chase predicted. “It takes time and we must all be patient.”

They usually listened to Chase. He was not involved in the buying and selling of sweet crude, only in the exploration and drilling and production. His interests earned the same no matter the market price. What the others did with the commodity once his crews got it out of the ground was up to them. But he wanted his best customers to be satisfied if not completely happy. The Russians were hardly ever pleased and remained restless. The South Americans were more easily pacified.

The afternoon was gorgeous and lunch was served out on the lawn under a huge tent. Although half of the lunchtime conversation was taken up by discussions about business, many attendees took the time to relax and loosen up. There was talk about soccer and horse racing and family. Chase sat with Nicole and Porter and the Bahrainian oil minister and enjoyed hearing the inside stories of the royal family and the princely resort developments that were going up there.

“The Oil Barron’s Ball will be there in a few months,” Chase noted. “I’m looking forward to attending.”

“Will you be bringing that delightful young woman with you?” the Minister asked.

“I certainly plan on it,” Chase replied with a grin. He thought for a moment of Natalie sitting with Sahira on a terrace someplace sharing lunch. He allowed himself the brief fantasy of imagining Natalie photographing the former fashion model at one of the remote waterfalls, and of them reversing roles, Natalie romping in the water while Sahira snapped a few shots. His daydream was ended with a snap of Porter’s fingers.

“Chase! We need to be getting back,” Porter said.

“Oh, yeah,” Chase said, chagrined. “Right.”

As they returned to the house, Porter said, “About last night, Chase.”

“What about it?”

“I really didn’t mean to break in or anything,” Porter said. “I woke up kinda thirsty and got up to get something to drink and heard you two. Guess curiosity got the better of me.”

“No need to apologize,” Chase said. “We’re all consenting adults. She comes from something of a sheltered background, and I’m trying to help her open up to the realm of senses that she only dreamed about.”

“No doubt,” Porter replied. “But there is something different about her, about you and her.”

“What do you mean?”

“You and I have partied together a lot, shared a lot of good times, great wine, and fine-assed women,” Porter said. “But there’s something else about you and this one, something very different in the way you act around her, not like with broads in the past, when it was all sex and pleasure and good times, and not like with someone who had marriage potential. It’s like you’ve got a big daddy-protector-teacher thing going on.”

“So what are you getting at?” Chase asked.

“Nothing really,” Porter replied. “Just that I’ve just noticed a difference, a change in you, and I think it’s good for you. You seem happier with her than I’ve ever seen you.”

“She does please me,” Chase said. “And I do enjoy taking care of her. Sort of like finding a babe in the woods and bringing her out to the big city and introducing her to the world.”

“Just don’t let anything I do or say influence you, Speen Dog,” Porter remarked. “I’m just a dog looking for warm place to sleep every night. She’s special. Take good care of her.”

“I plan on it,” Chase said. And then they were back in the house and entered the first of the afternoon meetings.

* * *

It was nearly five o’clock when Chase and Nicole were joined by John Porter and the Saudi Prince and his lieutenant on the walk through the garden and down to the dock where the Cormorant stood. It was warm with a slight breeze from the west that mixed and carried the aroma of the various blooms to those passing by. A few times the Prince paused to examine one of the rarer blossoms and comment on it.

“It’s a rare man who not only stops to smell the roses, but who also knows something about them,” Chase said to the Prince.

“So many times we are caught up in business and affairs of state,” the Prince replied. “But the true measure of a man is by how well he values everything that surrounds him.”

When reaching the Cormorant and walking toward the gangplank, Chase caught sight of Natalie lounging on the forward sundeck sunbathing in the nude. Upon hearing their voices and footsteps, she sat up and glanced at the passersby with a sleepy-eyed look before gathering up her things. Chase grinned at the bedazzled wide-eyed stare of the Saudi Prince as his eyes captured every part of the little naked brunette as she scampered inside the yacht.

Eddie and the crew had transformed the salon into an Arabian dream set, not unlike the Worthingtons had done the previous evening at their mansion. Fine Persian rugs were laid down and huge pillows and low tables were set out. As the small party assembled and made themselves comfortable, Chase gravitated toward the bar.

“Can I get anyone a drink?” he asked. Nicole ordered a martini and Porter his usual scotch on the rocks. The Saudi Prince and his aide looked at each other in thought.

“The thought of sampling some of your fine American liquor is tempting, but would it be rude to ask for some fruit juice?” said the Prince.

Chase nodded and smiled. “Not at all. I admire a man who holds to his convictions.”

Just as Chase delivered the drinks and settled down next to the Prince, Natalie came up from below to join them. She had gone through what she brought with her and the wardrobe that Chase had arranged for her and picked out something which was very full and light and concealing for the most part, yet which still revealed her physical beauty and sexuality. Natalie Nichols was one of those rare beauties who could be dripping wet and dressed in burlap and still be gorgeous.

When Chef Eddie began to set out the food, the group ate and drank and conversed. From time to time, Natalie played the role of slave girl, dipping the fatir in the hummus and feeding it to Chase. During dinner their talk was of travel and family, music and art and architecture. The Prince inquired about Chase’s father, whom his own father had known quite well. Chase asked after the Prince’s own father with whom Chase had worked for many years. After dinner the conversation steered toward business. The Prince was very interested in acquiring some new pumping technology that the Bradford Company had developed. He was also interested in the new alternative energy concerns that Chase had been pursuing.

While Nicole recorded notes, Chase was pleased that Natalie followed the conversation even when it drifted toward business. He loved feeding her curiosity and the brightness of her smile when she grasped a new concept or idea. He tried to keep her in the flow of the conversation and she had little trouble keeping up, certainly impressing the Prince.

At the appropriate time, Chase did the honors of preparing the coffee. Though not quite as flavored as the Prince had made it the night before, it was strong enough to please the Prince and his aide. As the skies grew dark and the stars came out, the Prince wanted to enjoy a fine cigar and Chase joined him on the fantail deck.

“My only vice,” the Prince admitted. He offered one to Chase who declined.

“A man needs to have at least one vice,” Chase remarked. “I don’t trust a man who doesn’t.”

“That’s the trouble with Americans,” the Prince laughed. “You have so many to choose from. Our culture and religion urge restraint.”

“Which is something we may need to learn,” Chase replied.

The Prince turned back toward the salon, where through the open doors the others could be seen chatting and laughing. “That woman, Natalie. She is your concubine?”

“No, we don’t really use that word,” Chase said with a smile. “She works for me.”

“In what capacity?”

“As a personal assistant. She does special things for me. She accompanies me on travels.”

“A man like you should have a wife,” the Prince said, his eyes still on those sitting around inside. “A woman to give you children. Many children.”

“I tried that three times, Ali, remember?”

“I remember the first one. I was but a young man and she was the most beautiful American woman I had ever seen. She would have given you many fine sons.”

“She couldn’t have children,” Chase said, regretting not bringing his drink out with him.

“This one, will you keep her and have children with her?”

“I don’t believe that will happen. She is my employee. When her term of employment is over, I will let her go on to the rest of her life.”

The Prince glanced over at Chase. “So tell me, how much do you want for her?”

“Nothing,” Chase said, surprised only a little by the Prince’s offer. “She is not for sale. She is my employee, not my slave.”

“Ah, you Westerners. Everyone has their price. Every man at these meetings has a price that can be met.”

“Not too sure about the Russians.”

“True they think too much of themselves and set the price too high,” the Prince said with a laugh. “So, Chase Bradford, if you will not let me buy this woman from you, will you at least have her dance for me?”

“That can be arranged.”

When the Prince was finished with his cigar, they went inside and re-joined the others. Chase sat beside Natalie and took her hand. After kissing it he said, “The Prince has requested that you dance for him, Natalie.” Natalie looked around at the faces of the others.

“Come on, little missy, get up there and shake your tail feathers!” said Porter.

“Well, ok,” she said reluctantly. “But I get to choose the music, ok?”

Everyone nodded and agreed, including the Prince.

“Ok. I’ll be right back,” she said and ran off in the direction of the stateroom stairwell. When she returned just a few minutes later, she had changed into a diaphanous somewhat sheer white gown that was cinched together at the waist by a silver belt. The diamond aquamarine pendent was visible in the neckline of the gown, its glitter matching the gleam in her eyes. She had also retrieved the zills and fit them to her fingers, before bending down to cue up some music. “Ready?” she said, and when the music started she began to dance.

She moved wonderfully about the room, pausing before each one to entertain them. Her movements were a mixture of the two cultures that had been colliding for the last few days. There were hip shaking Eastern influences and modern Western bends and dips. As he watched the looks form on the faces of Natalie’s audience, the thought occurred to Chase that there wasn’t a single one in the room who wouldn’t want her, Nicole included.

She danced for each person saving Chase and the Prince for last. Nicole said something about Natalie not wearing a garter so that she could stuff a tip inside. Porter slapped his hand against his thigh rhythmically as she moved before him. The Prince young aide was all dark eyes and big smile. Dancing for Chase, Natalie kept her eyes on his, drawing him into her with a pout and some subtly seductive movements. Finally it was the Prince’s turn. When she danced toward him he reached for her, but she pulled back with a laugh. When she moved back closer again, the Prince made his move again, but her quick escape left him falling on his face with a handful of air and a hearty laugh..

When she dared move closer a third time, the Prince remained reclining, but Chase could see the Prince tugging firmly on the hem of Natalie’s gown, trying to pull it free from her shimmying, gyrating form. When Natalie felt the fabric shift, she tried to pull it back into place, which caused the material to rip and split in two, baring her body from the waist down and held together only by the silver belt. She moved back and grasped at the filmy gown, trying to bring it together, which was really impossible.

Ad-libbing her finale, Natalie stood before the group, clutched the gown with both hands and ripped it completely in two, shirking it from her shoulders so that the tattered garment fell down her backside like Asian silks. As the music ended, Natalie swirled around and then fell to the floor dramatically, bringing a loud response from everyone. The Prince and Chase and Porter all applauded soundly. Nicole clapped and called out to her. The aide simply sat mesmerized by her dance.

With a beaming blushing smile, Natalie rose up, grabbed the torn gown, and skipped toward Chase.

“I believe you have found your calling!” Chase teased, welcoming the little brunette into his arms. “Here,” he said, slipping his coat around her bare shoulders and then pouring her a refreshing drink.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Natalie watched as Porter rubbed the crotch of his shorts, she didn’t stop bouncing on Chase’s cock or let her fingers pull back from between her warm swollen cunt lips. She held eye contact with porter, as she moaned and groaned, her head moving about her shoulders as she licked her lips slowly. Natalie knew exactly what she was doing to him as his hand rubbed his length faster letting her see how thick and lengthy he actually was as his shorts were loose fitting and his fingers moved along the sides the head pushing against the inner waistband of the shorts pushing them slightly away from his skin.

“Gotta hand it to you Speen. Wow! Wow-e-e Wow!” He said as Natalie felt Chase’s cheek along side hers and as soon as she said his name Chase responded not only with a thrust up into her causing her to cry out but he knew where her mind was going and responded before she really needed to say anything to him at all.

“Do only what you want, what you feel like. Enjoy the pleasure of the moment, the pleasure of your senses.” Natalie tossed her head back around as she moved upon chase’s cock with her tight ass and looked to porter who seemed like a little boy shuffling his feet in need as she smiled.

“It’s a shame to waste that all by yourself, Poon Dog, I love the feel of a nice cock in my mouth sliding slowly into my tight throat and down within the depths of it as...I suck it off…” she said as she gasped a breath and her ass gyrated upon Chase’s lap as she felt him stuff her ass full of his cock feeling him respond to the small bit of conversation between his paid assistant and fuck toy and his friend watching them.

Chase continued to pump into Natalie while they both watched Porter step into their stateroom and closer to the bed stopping before Natalie at the edge of the bed. Her hand reached forth as she smeared her cunt juice all over the front of his shorts while feeling his hardness through his blue shorts while he moved his hands to his sides and groaned out as soon as she touched him. Her other hand went right to his chest as she felt the warm smooth flesh as her hand moved down along his stomach to his hips. Both her hands moved to his hips, her thumbs and fingers went into the sides of his shorts as she leaned in and nibbled his rock hard shaft through his shorts while slowly pulling them down from his hips as she watched his mighty meat coming into view.

Natalie kissed the tip while she worked the shorts down, when she felt them drop to the floor around his ankles she nuzzled his cock with her face before she reached up and massaged his balls in her hand while her other gripped the base as she began to moan and groan feeling Chase behind her filling her ass being packed by his cock.

Her mouth opened as she slid her lips moist full lips over the head while her body moved back and forth between Chase and Porter, she was pushed back and forth easing him within her mouth as she felt the head move across the ridges of her roof to the back of her throat. A moan came from deep within her as Chase’s balls grinded against the bottom of her slit as she eased Porter into her throat muffling the last bit of her vocal pleasure she was releasing.

Everything began to fall into place as all three of them found a very happy medium that they could make work. Natalie loved the way chase fell into place with her mouth and hand that was currently wrapped around the base of his friends thick shaft, stroking him while she began to give him hopefully the most memorable blow job he could ever have while she got her ass fucked hard and deep from her big daddy like the bad girl she was.

Every inch he shoved inside her tight lubed ass made her groan and want more from him as she felled her throat with Porters cock. The sounds of sucking, slurping and kissing carried through the room as she worked his cock while riding her Boss’s cock with her ass, she grinded and bounced up and down upon chase, she was wild, she was a free spirited female at that point just living the moment that was offered to her, nothing else mattered but the pleasure the three of them were having, and the pleasure of two dicks in three of her holes.

Natalie loved the feeling of Porter’s hands moving through her long locks as she sucked away on him, keeping her one hand stroking him as her mouth took care the rest, feeding and feasting upon him like it was her last meal while she moaned and whimpered as Chase pounded her little ass hard making sure she was enjoying it as much as they were.

Things began to heat up for her when Porter’s hands went to her tits and Chase’s went to her cunt and they tag teamed her as her body melted, and her mind went into a whirlwind of sexual pleasure as she was filled in all three holes now, Chase’s fingers made sure he took care the third for her to bring her to that heightened pleasure she needed to get off, as he stroked her clit and finger fucked her sopping wet hole.

Both men could hear and see she was reaching her peak from the way she acted, taking his cock in and out of her throat faster, her cries and moans deepened and her body moved once more like a wild mare being bred, bucking back and forth while she sucked hard on the spit covered meat. Natalie had one orgasm after another with Chase’s help, he knew what made her get off, he knew just how to touch her and bring her to another and for Natalie that was the best part knowing that he knew her body almost if not better than she did.

“Shit! God-dammed! Mother-fucker!” Porter exclaimed as Natalie worked him as fast as she could with her mouth and hands all the while feeling the thickness of Chase’s cock filling her, as she squeezed around him trying to make sure both men got the same amount of attention and perhaps chase a bit more since that’s where her priorities started at, he came first before Porter, she was more concerned that Chase was enjoying it as much as she and his friend were. Her ass rode up and down his cock, twisting and angling her hips a different way here and there so he’d feel a whole different angle on his dick as she rode it with her tight little asshole.

“You like that, Poon Dog?” Natalie asked as she pulled her lips from his cock and used both her hands upon his shaft stroking him with one as her palm and fingers twisted the head with the other.

Her face was angelic and beautiful to him, which turned him on all the more. He would have never guessed her to be as wild as she was turning out to be then again he did know what his buddy liked in women but this one he knee was much different and if for some reason come the end of her term with him he might take a stab at her, he knew her worth she was beyond a keeper. “Fuck yeah!” he said as he came back to reality letting his mind slightly take him elsewhere to back of his orgasm, but he knew she was more than just a pretty face or a piece of fuckmeat, she was the type you married and kept happy because she would prove to be well worth her weight in gold to any man.

“Oh, shit! It’s been a while for me, so long that I don’t know how long I can hold out!” He said in a breath as she went back to sucking him off, taking him into her mouth and cutting her air off and enjoying that pleasure as her body humped up and down taking his cock in her throat and his bud’s in her ass as they teased her cunt and tits, watching her squirm between them.

“Then don’t hold it back, I’m almost ready too.” Chase said as he grabbed her hips with his hands both men guiding her now. Chase had her hips giving her ass a smack now and then while Porter had her head in his hands yanking her pretty little hot mouth up and down his shaft while they all grunted, groaned and moaned.

Natalie pulled back from porter again as she stroked him working him with both hands while she bounced her ass up and down upon Chase’s thick tool, her head rolled upon her shoulders as she gave them a show as they watched her hit her biggest orgasm, her breaths hard and fast, her moans and cries filled the cabin as her face expressed that she was well along the lines of feeling her orgasm rock her whole body.

Chase let her ride it out and when he felt she was done he pulled his fingers from her cunt and felt the hot molten lava sweet nectar run from her as he grabbed her by the hips and lifted her from his cock and placed her on the center of the bed, laying her out while both men moved to each side of her. She was gasping from a breath as twin cocks hung about her upper chest. She took one in each hand and began to stroke them, jacking them off over her as she looked back and forth between the two men listening to their reactions to her actions as they arched and both moved their hips back and forth with the motions of her hands jerking them feverishly.

Each man came hard as she pointed their cocks from her face to her tits down to her stomach feeling the free flowing streams of hot cum landing on her sweaty glistening flesh as she moaned and twisted, turning her body accepting every rope of pearls they gave to her. Once they were finished Natalie went from one flared head to the other going back and forth licking and sucking, kissing the tips making sure their wasn’t a drop of cum left in either ball sac, she was feeling greedy and wanted it ALL.

“So how was that, Baby?” Chase asked her as she released their meat from her hands and they each took a place aside her on the bed, all three reveling in the after glow of the threesome.

“Oh my god!” Natalie said breathlessly. “Oh my god! I’ve never done anything like that. But then there are a lot of things that I’ve done lately that I had never done before. I seem to be expanding my horizons ever since I walked into your office for my interview.”

“You keep working for old Speen Dog here, and there a whole lotta things you’ll be doing,” Porte chimed in as she laid aside her with a well spent cock. His eyes were closed as he tried to regain his breathes. His cock limp and laying against his belly as he moved his hand down to it knowing that if she wanted it again he would be more than willing to give it, but for now he kept that to himself.

“But it was good; I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to suck on a cock while I was getting fucked. Mmm, now I know!” She exclaimed with tiredness yet still in her voice there was that hint of excitement still there. “It wasn’t what I expected…it was even better.”

With that said they settled in all three laid there cuddling together on the huge bed and all three drifted off in a matter on minutes after they came down from the sexual high they were on. She had never done anything like that before, she enjoyed it, she knew that if it wasn’t for Chase being on of them and his friend being the other she would have never done it, the company kept made a big difference. There was part of her that felt bad she did, she would have felt like she betrayed Chase if it wasn’t for the fact he was there with her reaping in the pleasures.

Natalie stirred awake; she could feel chase nestled into her from behind as she left her eyes closed and placed her hand upon his that was resting between her breasts. She could feel his cock snuggled between her creamy warm thighs as she softly groaned. Her eyes peeked open as she tried to focus seeing that they were alone once more, she wasn’t sure if that was because Porter would have felt uncomfortable waking with them or he just decided to head back to his room, she had hoped for the second as she didn’t wish to have any regret between the three of them for what had happened. Natalie was like a feline, she stretched and rubbed back against him grinding her rounded firm bottom against his groin, “good morning” she said with a purr to her voice.

He responded back as the sun shone thru the portal upon them as she nuzzled him and said about a shower with him chiming in and agreeing. Natalie rose first from the bed, her tanned toned tight body was in full view as she turned and looked to Chase with nothing but a smile upon her face, “I do hope you plan on coming with me in the shower, I have become accustomed to having you with me in the shower.”

She turned and looked back over her shoulder to him, her long curly strands bounced with each step she took, she added a little more wiggle in her walk just for him, not that she needed to but she loved toying with him as much as he did her. He followed her into the shower, letting the hot water run over them as she moved the shower head so it sprayed both depending how they stood.

His hands were all over her as hers were him; the washing ritual between them was more of a sensual massage but without the use of scented oils and more the use of slippery soap. She pressed up against him, kissed him hard and deep as her arms wrapped around his neck and she rubbed every inch of herself against him, up and down, left to right feeling him respond to her attention.

They both knew that they could easily just fuck the day away but there were things to do, Chase had business and Natalie never stepped between him and that, she knew her place for the most part and then wasn’t the time to crawl upon him and fuck his brains out.

She dried off and took care of her hair, slipping into a pair of pink high heeled pumps and walked with a dressed chase up to meet Nicole for breakfast. She took her seat crossing her legs and chit-chatted with Nicole while Chef Eddie served with a smile that beamed from ear to ear as he looked over her tanned naked form. Natalie offered him a smile and a wink that made him blush.

They sat down and talked between them, Natalie ate while Eddie, Nicole and Chase talked about Eddie’s plans for that evening, and then he asked about company joining them that night which Natalie shot a look to chase in curiousness about it pondering the plans. “Yes,” Chase answered. “John and I have some important things to discuss with him, so we want to make sure that he’s well fed and comfortable.”

“Not to worry, Boss,” Eddie said. “I know what he likes.”

“Natalie turned her head and smiled to John as he arrived for breakfast looking a bit tired, “sleep well?” she asked him with a coy grin.

“Oh, honey, you wouldn’t know,” Porter said and then looked at her with a smile. “Or maybe you would.” He said with almost the same coy grin back to her as they locked eye for a few seconds.

“Oh, I think I may….” She said as she turned away and went back to eating letting the conversation flow between him and Chase. Once breakfast ended Porter and Nicole headed towards the gangplank letting chase behind with Natalie as they discussed her plans for the day. In a way sometimes she felt left out, everyone leaving for something to do with work but her, she sucked it up and tried to tell herself to take advantage of it while she could but for some odd reason that was no longer working, she almost felt useless and now and then the thought of being a paid whore came into her head which made her slightly depressed.

She loved the way he touched her, his fingertips along her arm so softly, he made her purr instantly. “Sounds like you’ll have a fun day,” he said as they discussed her day.

Natalie nodded and then leaned in to him for a kiss as he pulled her to him. She felt him wrap his arms around her as hers went to his neck as the kiss lingered between them until as their tongues danced in her mouth then in his. The only reason the kiss broke was the sound of a cleared throat by John and the shuffling of heels upon the deck by Nicole. He gave her ass a slap as she grinned to him, “Better watch it I just may jump you and take you captive for the day in the stateroom you keep that up.” She heard him laugh as she smiled and watched him go; he took a few steps then stopped and turned about looking at her once again.

“See you tonight.” Chase moved toward the others then turned back. “I almost forgot, With the Saudi Prince coming aboard tonight, House Rules are suspended while he’s here.”

Natalie nodded and then watched the three of them walk across the gangplank to the walk way with a sigh and she turned and headed back to the stateroom and got prepared for her day out. She looked through her wardrobe and decided on something to wear as she stood there naked and in heels tapping her chin with her fingertip.

She picked a wrinkled silk-chiffon dress with layered ruffled tiers throughout the top ruffle was a light baby pink and the next four under it were white and the dress came a little above mid thigh and gathered around the neck with elastic which was worn off the shoulder, she smiled as she slipped it over her and left it fall while she found a baby pink thong to wear under it. She sat at the vanity and added a little color to her eyes, not much just enough to darken them and make hem stand out and gave herself a long curled lash look.

Natalie added a touch of pink to her lips and ran her fingers through her hair giving her that just got out of bed look and letting it that way, long and dangling locks of flowing brunette curls down her back and shoulders cascading over her breasts. She grabbed her camera case and then left the ship heading to the main house to meet a few of the other wives and such.

When she arrived at the house she was greeted by Sahira Worthington who gave her a hug and a kiss to her cheek which Natalie willingly returned. Sahira smelt wonderful like an orchid, and she felt soft to the touch as well, Natalie admitted to herself that the hug lingered a bit longer than a normal one would but she wasn’t complaining the woman was a beauty.

“The rest decided to go ahead of us, I don’t mind that way I was able to spend more alone time with you, getting to know you. I find you a beautiful intelligent women Natalie, and that’s a rare find when you find one that has it all like you do.” She said as she took Natalie by the hand and walked her into the house avoiding the meeting area where business was taking place.

“I thank you for the kind words, though I will admit Sahira, I am nothing like most of these others which you already know…”

Before she had a chance to finish Sahira hushed her, “Natalie you don’t think all these women here are from royalty…money and crème del a crème do you? Please they are just like you and I of not worse…don’t let names and looks fool you. Anyways, don’t put yourself down; just take the compliments when given. I see you need to work on that area.”

They strolled through the house, Sahira was wearing a long chiffon strapless animal print with wedged heels, her hair was up tight upon her head and she looked beautiful. They were met by a limousine and taken into the heart of the island where it turned out that the day was just going to be them two alone, they were going elsewhere.

“I’d like you to do me a favor Natalie, I really wish to see your work and I would be honored if you would take a few pictures of me for a magazine campaign spread I need. I have designed a new perfume, in fact it’s the one I’m wearing today, it’s a tropical scent, and island beauty. I have been designing it with a group of people fresh from the business, I wanted a new young scent, something soft and pleasurable smelling nothing strong and I think I have caught exactly what I was looking for.”

“Its wonderful I caught the scent when you hugged me, and it did remind me of softness, tropical, I want to say an orchid, but I’m thinking hibiscus.” Natalie responded as the car stopped and parked, the driver cutting the engine as he came around and helped the ladies out.

“I’ll see you here in about three hours Raul, please be prompt.” Sahira said to the driver and then took Natalie by the arm and walked arm in arm with her into an almost deserted area of the island where there were nothing but beautiful colored looms, waterfalls and whispering trees. Everything was in bloom and so bright, Natalie loved it, she had never seen such beauty in a garden before like this. There were small Zen gardens and koi ponds, places to sit and just relax, she was in awe as Sahira led her through the pathways while they spoke between each other in a soft tone, and giggled like schoolgirls talking about their pasts, present and future.

When they reached the top of the knoll they stopped and looked down upon the white sandy beach area. There was another couple who were sun bathing in the nude and a few others scattered about also naked and soaking up the sun. “When in Rome…” she said as she walked down the pathway to the beach where she stripped her dress and stood there in wedge heels and soft pastel yellow thong that looked absolutely beautiful against her darker colored skin.

Natalie handed her the camera by the strap of the bag and did the same, letting her see her in almost all her glory as well. The two women walked up along the top of the beach by the greenery as Sahira led her to a private garden area. “I love it here; this house and part of the beach as well as the gardens are owned by a good friend of mine. This is where I wish you to shoot me please.”

They ventured within the gardens as Sahira laid her dress aside and Natalie placed her along with it as she began to pose among the taller blooms covering her breasts, Natalie began to shoot her as she posed, she was so natural looking. Natalie couldn’t but help to notice her perfect breasts with the most beautiful rosy nipples looking directly to her when Sahira dropped her hands, as they sat upon a dark backing making them stand out even more.

She moved with grace and poise, perfection, Natalie could see why she became a top model. The two took picture after picture as they strolled the garden, Sahira used the larger fountains as props, she walked into them and stood under the steady streams while Natalie snapped away, some showed bared breasts others didn’t, she just took them not worrying about it as Sahira’s could pick and choose if any where good enough to use for what she needed.

Once she was done, she turned the tables and took the camera from Natalie and asked Natalie to start posing. Natalie laughed, “I’m no model Sahira, trust me on this…”

“Just pose for me as I did, be natural and let me be the judge…please.” Sahira responded and Natalie did as asked and began to pose as the camera snapped away. It felt odd for her to be on the opposite side of the camera for once. She stood in a vast array of tall blooms, she pulled a bunch over her breasts, letting only her nipples get covered by the white flowers as Sahira smiled and snapped away, “These will be wonderful..” she said as she looked to her putting the camera down. “You are a natural beauty Natalie…I know talent this is my area of knowledge and you have what it takes if you ever decide to model...”

Sahira placed the camera down and walked over to Natalie and helped he strike one last pose. Her slender feminine hands caressed over her body as she posed her. Natalie and Sahira locked eyes, bright blue meeting a soft brown as both felt the attraction between them as they leaned in without hesitation and kissed. The kiss was soft and tender, it lingered on and then broke as another took its place and after that one was a third and forth.

Natalie felt Sahira’s hands cupping her breasts as she returned the favor, the scene between them began to heat up as the two females began to caress each other and move against one another, the whispering soft moans released as they looked to one another. “I hope this doesn’t offend you, I haven’t been so attracted to another woman in so long Natalie.” Sahira said as Natalie smiled making her feel at ease.

“No Sahira it doesn’t offend me, if it had I would have been polite and stopped it, the feeling is mutual, I am very drawn to you. We have so much in common and I feel very comfortable with you.” Natalie replied as they stood there almost completely naked within the garden. They looked like two Eve’s in the Garden of Eden entwined within each other’s arms.

“Natalie, before you leave maybe if you’d like we could get together without the men or even with them if you liked, doesn’t matter to me. I don’t need to check with my husband on certain things I do, and I’m not sure what’s going on between you and chase…”

“I only work for him Sahira that’s it; I do have my own time to do as I please. It’s hard to explain….” She sighed and swallowed hard changing the subject, “sure let’s do it if there’s time.”

“Raul will be here in twenty minutes we better get dressed and back to the entrance. I really do appreciate you taking those for me, when we return home would you mind uploading them to my computer please?” She asked as they both tossed their dresses over them and fixed them making sure they looked presentable and then walked back along the beach talking.

“I’ll leave my camera with you and get it later on, that way you can pick and choose those you like and have the originals, but I wouldn’t mind if you left them on the card so I can get a look at them, I promise you I won’t share them with anyone Sahira.” Natalie said as they walked over the knoll.

Sahira laughed, “I wasn’t worried about you doing that, you have a great heart and you’re a smart woman Natalie. I have a sixth sense about people and you’re a great person inside and out.”

They rode back to the house talking, laughing and sipping champagne, Natalie truly loved spending the day with Sahira, she was glad she did. At the house Natalie handed her the camera and they kissed long and hard before parting, ”I’ll see you soon and return your camera to you Natalie, thank you for the wonderful afternoon it was nice, real nice for a change to spend it with another female I enjoy being around for a change.”

***​

Natalie agreed and turned away walking through the gardens instead of inside through the house, she loved the smell and the beauty as she took it all in taking none of it for granted. She boarded the yacht and Chase and Nicole weren’t back yet so she took the opportunity and stripped out of her clothing and went up on deck and laid out on the chase lounge soaking up the sun.

Natalie heard the voices and the footsteps along the gang plank as she sat up and watched as chase led the ‘crew’ upon the boat, behind him was Nicole, John and then the Saudi prince who couldn’t but help stare at Natalie as she stood up as well as his assistant who did the same as she gathered her things and slipped away to their stateroom where she got dressed and did her hair upon her head in a twist adding a bit of height to it and of course the dangling tendrils around her face.

She returned to the salon and smiled as she entered, she wore a tight fitting white tank dress that stopped mid-thigh in length and fit her like a tight glove showing every curve of her body from her gorgeous hair that was piled on her head to the tips of her painted toes that peeked through the white stiletto fuck-me heels she was wearing.

Natalie passed up on a drink and decided iced cold water was her choice of beverage for the course of dinner, she took her place aside Chase as she listened to the conversation, chiming in here and there as they all spoke. She fed chase bits and pieces of fruit and fatir dipped in hummus as the meal was being eaten. She missed him through the day and there were times it showed through the meal as they made eye contact and she reached over and caressed his thigh or his hand from time to time.

Business conversation flowed, Natalie watched as chase took care of the after meal coffee and was quite impressed with how he had done. She once again kept up with the conversation, there wasn’t to much she didn’t know as Chase always tried to keep her up with what was going on with him, and that was probably the part that kept her the happiest and it kept her from fully feeling like his paid whore.

Natalie kept up the conversation as chase and the Prince left to indulge in fine cigars, when they returned chase took his seat aside her, kissed her hand and asked that she dance as per request. She agreed with the help of john who stuck in his two cents worth. She picked the music and then left to change, she returned in a white sheer flowing gown, bells about her ankles, and the zills upon her fingers.

Her body flowed as she danced for each one starting with Nicole who made a comment or two which almost caused Natalie to bust out in a laugh, then she moved to porter who quite enjoyed the scene before him, the difference was now he knew a bit more about Natalie, he had a taste of her she was a forbidden fruit, he tasted the fine delicate dessert and now he’d love to have the full course meal to go with it but chase was his friend a brother in many a ways which he kept reminding himself of, but she was an employee there were no feelings between them as Chase had claimed so maybe there was a chance with her he thought as she moved before him and then went to the Prince’s assistant who probably blew a load in his pants by the time she was done dancing for him.

Next was Chase, she moved slowly, her body was a wave as she held eye contact with him the whole time she danced, she loved to do things for him, this was just another added to the list. Then last was the guest of honor the prince. Natalie moved before him, her body twisted and turned in ways that looked painful yet seductive and sensual as she moved with the music.

He made a play for her a few times and each time he reached for her Natalie quickly pulled back with a grin and a laugh, but he seemed very determined, he wasn’t one to give up so easily. The third time she wasn’t quick enough, the prince grabbed the free flowing gown at the hem and ripped it as she pulled back, she didn’t let it stop her she continued to move freely and then as the dance came to an end she gripped each side of the ripped white dress and tugged it exposing her whole body as she spiraled to the floor and laid there as they clapped.

Natalie laid there for a few minutes as she grabbed the white gown type dress and wrapped it around her the best she could and happily made her way Chase who was eyeing her up like the rest in the small dinner party. “I believe you have found your calling!” Chase remarked, welcoming the semi dressed beauty into his arms. “Here,” he said, slipping his coat around her bare shoulders and then pouring her a refreshing drink.

“Thank you Chase,” Natalie said as she gave him a kiss to the lips and took the offering of the coat as she let the white ripped dress fall to the floor, picking it up she placed it aside and buttoned the first few buttons of the jacket letting the upper ones open exposing almost the fullness of her perfect breasts.

“I’ll be back I’m going out for air.” She said to chase and then turned and walked out and onto the deck feeling the coolness of the night air smack her in the face sending a shiver through her spine as she leaned against the railing listening to the sounds from the ocean as the moon settled within the night’s sky.

She felt a set of hands upon her hips, and then felt her body pressed against the side of the yacht by one larger than hers, she knew from the scent it wasn’t Chase. Hot breaths were felt along the back of her neck followed by kisses from warm lips as his hands moved along her sides to her breasts cupping them as the Prince drew her back against him yet kept her pressed between him and the railing so she couldn’t go anywhere.

“You are the most beautiful intelligent American woman I have ever laid my eyes upon” he said as his hands covered her breasts fully and his palms rubbing against them in a circular motion. Natalie froze she wasn’t sure what to do, he was Chase’s business partner and she didn’t wish to make waves of any sorts for him. His hands slipped within the jacket as he felt her firm fleshy globes, massaging them as his breaths grew hotter and quicker. She could feel his cock hardening against her ass as he pressed her rubbing himself against her up and down. His thumbs and fingers sought out her hard nipple as he pinched them, rolled them and then released them.

“I spoke with your boss earlier this evening when we were alone. He says at the term of your employment he will set you free to live the rest of your life, but there are many men that would love to have you as theirs, myself included.” His cock ground harder against her ass as he rubbed it between her cheeks while he nibbled her neck and fiddled with he breasts. “He stated he has no interest in pursuing a relationship with you, you would make a fine wife, a beautiful mother, a wondrous sexual partner for one such as me or anyone.”

“I hear how the men speak of you; how they look at you…you are such a beautiful creature. I asked him to give me a price for you, and he stated you are his employee not his slave. I promise to take care of you if you will consider being one of my wives. I could give you everything you ever desired and more, I would treat you like my American princess if you say yes.”

One of his hands released her breast and slipped under the edge of the jacket and rubbed against her shaven mound, Natalie swallowed hard, his words were rough for her to take in, maybe it was time for her to get out while she still was able to before her feelings grew even deeper for Chase. She knew she wasn’t in his league from the start and the Prince just confirmed it.

“Ahem, am I disturbing something?” Porter asked as the prince quickly stepped back and released Natalie from his clutches.

“No, no, we were just talking is all.” He said as he looked at Natalie as she turned looking to Porter not saying a word as the Prince excused himself and walked back into the salon with chase, his assistant and Nicole leaving Porter with Natalie.

Once he was gone Natalie looked to John, “Thank you for showing up Porter he was feeling me up and I didn’t know if I would cause any trouble between Chase, You and him if I slugged him in the jaw.” She turned and leaned over the railing looking down into the darkness of the ocean.

He walked over and stood aside her, “I saw you go out and then he quickly followed so putting two and two together I figured I’d better step out, I know him well and saw the way he was ogling you and trying to grab you when you danced. Not that I can blame him from trying Natalie…but still no is no and business or not you have nothing to do with our dealings your not part of our contract with him.”

Natalie nodded and turned to him, “will you please give Chase his jacket and let him know I’m not feeling well and retired for the evening please?” She slipped off his jacket and stood there naked before Porter, she handed him the jacket and turned walking to the stateroom and retiring for the night. She let her hair down, washed her face and then yanked down the covers and crawled up on the bed curling up and tugging them over her as she closed her eyes and tried to let sleep find her as the prince’s words flowed like a river in loop through her head.

 

[Miltone]

Chase Bradford

Although caught up in the role of host, Chase still watched as Natalie sauntered outside onto the deck, the finely rounded cheeks of her ass wiggling just below the tail of his jacket. He smiled with pleasure for a moment. This girl certainly was full of surprises and could hold her own with anyone. Once she was out of sight, he turned back to his guests.

The conversation was animated with thankfully only occasional references to business. Perhaps Natalie’s erotic dance had driven most thoughts of commerce from their minds. Besides, the meetings during the previous days had sated much of that appetite and it was now time to indulge in pleasure. After listening to a delightful story of clandestine sexual desire fulfilled that Nicole was relating to the Prince’s young wide-eyed assistant—the poor fellow had never heard of such things occurring between women—Chase turned back toward the Prince and noticed an empty space on his bank of pillows. Looking about the salon, he noticed that Porter was heading out the door in the direction Natalie had taken. He rose up onto a knee and was about to follow when another guest requested more coffee and Chase was obliged to serve his guests. A couple of minutes later, Porter returned with Chase’s jacket slung over his shoulder. His old friend knelt down beside him and leaned toward his ear.

“Natalie said she’s not feeling well and has retired for the evening,” Porter said in a harsh whisper as he handed over the jacket.

Chase looked around the room and received the dinner jacket, feeling puzzled and obviously looking the same.

“Seems that she had a little tete a tete with the Prince on deck,” Porter went on. “I think he was getting a little too grabby for her.”

Chase frowned. He knew the Prince all too well and began to rue his earlier words. Perhaps he should have been more emphatic or clearer in what he had said to him. Men like the Prince were used to taking what they wanted regardless of how others felt. Natalie was a strong-willed young woman and would pose a challenge to the Prince, or even Chase himself. But her sudden illness concerned him and he hoped that it didn’t have anything to do with his own words or actions. The Prince re-joined the group, and the coffee and wine were poured and the music resumed.

It was nearly two hours till his guests were ready to leave and formal salutations were exchanged. Chase left Porter and Nicole in the salon and excused himself for the evening, heading straight down to his cabin. There was only the soft light from a nightstand lamp illuminating the cabin. Natalie’s sleeping form defined the shape of the silken top sheet, her dark hair disheveled from sleep, spread across the pillow. Tossing his jacket aside, loosening his tie and throwing it in the same direction, Chase sat beside Natalie on the bed. As his eyes grew adjusted to the dim light he could see the traces of tears.

Chase reached out for her, his hand coming to rest lightly on her soft round cheek. She sighed softly and shifted slightly, her left arm extended from beneath the cover of the sheet, crooked around her chest, helping the fine Asian silk to cup her breast. Her skin was warm to his touch and he slowly ran his fingers down from her cheek to her neck, and along her shoulder toward her arm. She moaned gently and her lips parted. Perhaps in sleep what had been bothering her, causing her to leave the party, had diminished. He wanted to wake her, to apologize for what must have been his guest’s rude behavior, for his own careless words that opened the door to such conduct, but her calm and peaceful face, a face that he was growing quite fond of in the past week, made him decide that now was not the time to talk. He stood from the bed and undressed completely, taking the time to hang up his clothes carefully.

Slipping beneath the sheet on the far side of the bed, Chase lay on his back deep in thought. This had all started as a lark, a harmless game, a way of getting what he wanted on his own terms. Yet with this lovely young woman now very much in the mix, Chase could no longer treat this as just a game, not now that feelings and emotions were beginning to form. Should he offer her a way out, pay her as if the year had been completed successfully? That didn’t play right in his mind. He had never bought his way out of anything, not like some of his filthy rich college mates who had done wrong and needed their daddy’s cash to get them out of jam. Chase was used to working through the toughest, most difficult challenges.

Yet, he didn’t really want to let her go. There was so much more that he wanted to experience with her, so much more that she could learn, that he could learn, and they were just a few weeks into this game, this experiment. Chase rolled over onto his side, toward her. He could feel the heat of her body radiating toward him, drawing him magnetically to her sleeping curves. He extended his hand again toward her arm, feeling the soft skin. From beneath the covers came her hand, grasping his, pulling it along with his arm around her. Chase nestled up against her. Silent in her sleep, he knew that there would be talk in the morning. There were things they needed to bring out into the open if this game, this experiment, this strange and evolving relationship was to continue in any way.

***

High atop the rock, he glances down below at the water, 50 feet below, maybe a hundred, a crystal blue pond fed from a water fall tumbling from the rocks at his feet … the sun is on his shoulders, warming his naked skin … he lifts his head proudly, eyes closed, his nostrils flaring as he draws in deeply the humid tropical air …

“Chase! Chase!”

He extends his arms to each side, his body tall and erect, forming a cross of sorts … one more deep breath, then another … it is time, he is ready …

“Chase! Chase!”

Resetting his feet on the rock beneath him, he glances back down … they are calling to him, beckoning him … it is time, he is ready …

“Chase! Chase!”

Like a complex of springs and levers, his body crouches, his arms move forward … in a fine poetic motion, perfectly executed, he leaps from the rock through the sultry tropical air, down and down, farther and farther, the whisper of the waterfall growing into a roar as he nears the bottom …

“God dammit, Chase! Wake up!”

His eyes popping open, Chase bolted up in bed. Daylight was pouring in through the portholes of the master cabin. Natalie was crouched in the bed, the sheet wrapped tightly around her body, her hand nudging him.

“Wha … what’s going on?” he blurted out, his eyes batting at the images of his dream. “What the?”

“You were dreaming or something,” Natalie said, inching further away from him. “And besides, what are you doing in my bed?”

“Your bed?”

“Yes. My bed. I didn’t say you could come to bed with me.”

“Whoa, hold on a cotton-picking minute. Am I dreaming or have I missed out on something?” he said trying to rub the sleep from his eyes. Looking about the cabin, it was certainly his yacht, his cabin, his bed, and the same soft silken sheets he remembered from the past sailings.

“You were dreaming, Chase,” Natalie said. “Saying some strange things. You woke me up.”

“Well, sorry about that, darling,” he said, rearranging the sheet around him, partly trying to pull her closer to him, partly trying to tug it away from her. “Now come on over here and let me make it up to you.” As he spread the sheet over his hips, his magnificent morning woody was quite obvious. He noticed that her ice blue eyes dropped and for a moment focused on the sight, eliciting a slight grin. Then she sobered up and looked back at his face. “Oh, come on,” he said, with a chuckle.

Natalie wound the sheet more tightly around herself. Now it was his turn to stare as the sheet left little doubt as to the firm curves that lay beneath and the taut nipples on the tip of each breast. She shook her head. “We have to talk, Chase.”

“About what, darling?” he said tugging her toward him. She was resisting, but he was stronger and was slowly winning this little game of tug o’ war.

“About last night, about today, about just what the fuck we are doing here,” Natalie said.

“Um, okay,” Chase drawled, letting up on his grip of the sheet. Natalie re-composed herself. “Okay. Last night. Last night I thought you danced beautifully. I was completely enchanted. I believe my guests were as well. Today, well today there is no work to be done. It is market day and I was hoping to take you on a little shopping spree. And as for what the fuck we are doing here, I was going to try to make up for the rude behavior of my esteemed guest.”

From the way she remained curled up with the sheet would around her, Chase was figuring that Natalie wasn’t buying any of it, even though it was the pure and simple truth.

“That’s not what I mean, Chase,” she said. “Do you know what was said to me last night, what he tried to do to me last night, what I found out—things that you won’t even say to my face? Do you?”

“I’m obviously at a disadvantage, Natalie,” Chase said feeling the sting from her icy blue-eyed stare. Poon said that something happened between you the Prince last night. Knowing him well, I don’t have to guess what he said or tried to do.”

“He felt me up. I mean really rough, like I was some sort of melon at the market.”

Chase nodded and grew sober. The Prince was not exactly a swashbuckling Hollywood sheik of araby.

“He told me—he asked me,” Natalie continued, “if I would come live with him as his American princess, once my job with you is over.”

“There are a lot of girls who would jump at the chance to—” Chase began but Natalie cut him off.

“None of that upset me. I figured he was a pig from the first moment he looked at me,” Natalie said. Her beautiful clear blue eyes fell to the sheets on the bed. She ran a hand up through her thick dark hair, pulling it back from where it had fallen across her face. Then she looked back up at him. Chase could have sworn that there were tears welling up in those incredible eyes. “He said … he said that you told him you had no interest in me, that I was just an employee, and after my contract was up that you were turning me loose, that you … that you had … you had no interest in pursuing any kind of relationship with me afterwards.” She looked at him intently. “Is that true, Chase? Is that true?”

Chase found her so appealing that he would have said anything to please her. But he didn’t. He wanted to tell her the truth. But what was the truth? How did he really feel about her, about—dare he say it?—about the possibility of a future with her?

“Sometimes in business, you sign a contract, and as things work through—” She cut him off again.

“I’m not talking about business, Chase,” Natalie said. There were tears forming at the corners of her eyes. “I’m talking about people, about you and me.”

“I’m not very good at this, Natalie,” Chase said softly, his drawl disappearing as he looked down at the rumpled sheets, trying to let the words form in his head. “Maybe that’s why my luck in marriage was so poor. I invited you into this and you accepted the terms of my offer. Once you leave or the offer expires, you are free to go as you please. If you find it so upsetting I wouldn’t blame you if you left right here and now.” He looked up to see Natalie wipe at her tears with the bed sheet. “I wanted to keep this strictly business, nothing personal, nothing committed beyond the terms of our contract. But as these past few weeks have unfolded, I have found you a fascinating young woman, far beyond my expectations, and I’ve found myself growing quite fond of you, looking forward to the time we spend together. There is so much I wanted to explore with you—still want to explore with you, so much we can learn about ourselves, about each other. We have almost a full year ahead of us. I can’t make any promises about what might happen after this year is up. You might have had your fill of me and my perverted desires and will have your bags packed and ready to go. I don’t know. Will we go our separate ways? Will we remain friends? Will we become lovers? I really have no answer.”

Chase shrugged. He felt his own tears moistening his eyes as he gazed at this gorgeous woman wrapped up in the sheet so very near to him. They sat in silence for several moments, the ship rocking ever so gently at its mooring, the soft scent of the ocean breeze wafting through the cabin, the morning light soon to turn into afternoon. Natalie ran her hand through her thick dark hair, pulling it over to one side and then over her shoulder till it cascaded down to cover her breast. She looked over at him and took a deep breath, a breath that sent a shiver up his spine.

“Chase,” she began. “Chase … ”

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Natalie tossed and turned, everything that had happened the past twenty-four hours or so was turning in her mind making her feel restless and slightly ill feeling in the stomach. She was doing things she never dreamt of doing before with Chase. It wasn’t only the sexual part but it was the traveling and getting the courage to take a step forth in going to school, buying her own house, and just being more and more dependant of her self and letting her life as she once knew it close behind a door that seemed a million miles away. There was nothing she felt regretful, and that didn’t matter since nothing could be changed…what was done is done.

She wasn’t sure how she felt about anything anymore, her life, the job, and Chase. Everything the prince said to her cut her like a sharp knife. She could feel every statement he said like a stab of a knife, a deep cut and a couple pierced her heart which she wasn’t sure she had expected or not. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes, she felt each one release from her eyes and slide down her cheek slowly. As annoying as the feeling was, she never brought her hand out from under the covers to wipe them away, letting the salty trails dry upon her tender flesh.

Natalie could hear the Prince’s voice in her head… ‘He stated he has no interest in pursuing a relationship with you, you would make a fine wife, a beautiful mother, a wondrous sexual partner for one such as me or anyone.’ Stab, stab and again another stabbing of the knife into her. What hurt the most was those times they had shared together, she knew damn well that they were ‘off the clock.’ That bugged her the most, was she just a simple replaceable employee that could walk away and he would just run another ad and somebody else would just fill her shoes? If the prince and every other man could see things in her why didn’t he? Natalie knew if she kept analyzing this all she would only grow angrier, more confused and more hurt then she already was.

A soft lingering sigh released from her soft full lips as her sleep crept up on her out of nowhere sending her into what she was hoping for would be a peaceful slumber; one that she felt was much needed. It wasn’t what she had thought and in some sick way when Chase entered the cabin it woke her for a brief second stopping the crazy madness within her head that was running around in the darkness of her thoughts. It was an awakening yet not, sleep took her within its grasp once again but not fully. She could hear him moving around as she drifted in and out of consciousness.

Natalie felt his weight upon the bed, her body rocked back and then front again like a wave washed up under the yacht. Her eyes opened slightly and she looked straight ahead for a few seconds and then felt them going heavy again and everything went black once more. The only way she could even describe the numbness she was feeling was like she was given the date-rape drug Rohypnol. She had the feeling of being sedated, yet the anxiety was there and the relaxation of her muscles was far from what the drug would cause if taken, Infact all the symptoms would be completely opposite but the sedation part.

Every movement he made Natalie felt. She felt his heated breath upon her bare warm skin, his body against hers as he filled every crack and crevice of her body, his light fingertips when her own hand came from under the covers and took his within it. It wasn’t that she didn’t still feeling hurt and angry but more out of routine as she fell back into her slumber once more with him now pressed against her fully like a close second skin.

Natalie’s eyes popped open as she heard Chase’s voice, felt his moving around then bed and actually kneeing her in the small of the back. He didn’t hurt her, it was more a nudge. Natalie called out to him but he never responded. She turned over and called his name as she was still in her own fogginess but iut wasn’t anything a good fresh cup of coffee couldn’t cure. Again she repeated his name, and reached for him shaking him. “God dammit, Chase! Wake up!” She said in a loud grumpy voice.

It was then she watched as his eyes popped open quickly. He looked like he was still in a fog of his own; he looked lost like he had no idea where he was. Natalie watched him focus upon her face as she was crouched in bed and the sheet was like a silken cocoon wrapped around her tanned flesh leaving very little to be seen from the top of her chest down. That was when he came aware of what was going on, that it was morning and she was giving him hell for being in her bed. Not the way Natalie wanted to be woken, by being nudged by a knee cap in the small of the back and him babbling about whatever the hell he was dreaming. Natalie herself was far from wanting to start the day that early. She could see out the portal that the sun was just rising and starting to shine its brightness inside the cabin. Honestly, she wanted a few more hours of sleep as it felt like she had just fell asleep about an hour before she was woke by him.

Her grumbles were not low and hidden as she watched him move the silk over his hip area, she could plainly see his morning hardness as her eyes dropped for a mere second and then lifted to his face. As much as she loved the great morning sex she was still harboring ill feelings against himfrom the night before. Hearing him speak she could easily crumble to the sound of his voice, the way he cracked that cheshire smile, his eyes but no, not this time he wasn’t getting his way…not even by the chute boyish chuckle he released as he tried to get her to join him back in bed again to fuck.

They began to go back and forth, almost like a married couple bickering over whatever the hell the occasion be. He tried pulling yer close and the nmore he pulled, the more she resented and stood her ground against him. Natalie felt the sheet wrapped tight around her, she watched his eyes drop and move along her body and then ran the same course back up to meet her ice blue eyes again.

“I cannot believe you just asked me… ‘What about!’ Natalie breathed in deeply and released her breath slowly as she continued on feeling a bit more irritated from him needing to ask her what they needed to talk about. “About last night, about today, about just what the fuck we are doing here,” Natalie said. He spoke, she spoke and the whole conversation seemed to just go round and round, a never ending circle that neither was about to give in on.

“Sometimes in business, you sign a contract, and as things work through—” She cut him off again.

“I’m not talking about business, Chase,” Natalie said. There were tears forming at the corners of her eyes. “I’m talking about people, about you and me.” It was then she really didn’t even feel like he was fucking even listening to her. Natalie was wondering why he was really divorced so many times, was it because his attitude about relationships sucked and his caveman points of view blew camel dick when he tried to use both as a mask to hide something he feared? She wanted to just stomp like a little girl from frustration. He continued to speak and all she heard was ‘blah, blah and more blah.’

Tears began to form within the corner of her eyes, and she was damned if he was going to see her cry. They were at the point of a business deal where each party had to decide who was going to give; it was like a chess game, which would make the next move. To Chase, Natalie knew it was always about winning, getting his own way. To her she never won enough nor cared of she won or not to give a shit, she liked an equal playing ground, and with him she wasn’t quite sure she had it at that point. They were raised differently, no matter what he said she knew she was never a quitter, she had a good reputation, and her word to anyone that knew her was gold. Natalie didn’t want to quit, it wasn’t in her but she wondered if she could move forth and finish this term out or not by being a cold-hearted, non-feeling whore of a plaything…which she felt was exactly what he wanted her to be.

Natalie looked over to him, she never noticed the glassiness in his eyes from what could actually be feelings, all she noticed was the shrugging of the shoulders and to her that was just like he said…’whatever’ to her, which was a compound word she absolutely hated with a passion. Things went silent, you could feel the tension if you walked into the room, anyone would feel like they smacked into a brick wall. Her arm rose, her long slender fingers spread as she ran then through her hair and left it drop against her upper chest. Another glance was taken as her head turned slightly, she breathed in deep and stood up from bed letting the sheet unwrap from her and expose her fully to him.

Turning slightly she began to speak, saying his name twice and then thought…screw it that they were at a stand still. “I’m taking the day off, I at least deserve that.” With that said she walked over to the chair and lifted her short silk robe from it. She could feel his eyes upon her as she dressed in silence and headed towards the doors mumbling something about where he could stick his house rules at that very moment. The door opened and she stepped out closing it behind her and headed to the upper deck and not stopping till she was as far away from everyone as she could get.

There she stood leaning against the railing, her arms folded under her breasts as she felt the warm morning sun upon her face and the way the waves rocked the boat. Natalie swallowed hard, she was determined not to cry again but she failed as she felt the first tear roll down her right cheek and she lowered her head and bit down upon her bottom lip trying to stop the flood of salty water that was trying to break free. She knew when not in the right frame of mind, does a person make decisions that could alter their life, any plans...business deals etc and as she lifted her head she knew to just try and push it out of her mind for now and let it settle. Wherever it lands so be it.

“Good morning, care for coffee?” he said and turned around seeing Chase’s friend again who seemed to always be in the right place at the right time. Natalie wasn’t ready to turn as her eyes burnt from the tears that were almost begging for release; she really didn’t want much of anything at the moment. No, she did. She just wanted to be wrapped in a pair of arms so tightly that it made it hard for her to breathe, and told everything would work out just fine, yea, a fairytale ending she thought and she knew those never happened…at least not to her.

Natalie turned around and their eyes caught, it was as if he knew before she turned that something was wrong and she was sure it was because she wasn’t following the o’ mighty Chase’s house fucking rules. “Yes please.” She said as he looked over her, she watched his eyes do a once over like he has always done. That made her crack a smile. He had a charm to him; it wasn’t a boyish one like Chase’s but it was a charm still. He offered his hand and she took it, feeling his fingers lace with hers.

“I won’t ask, he’s my best friend, sometimes my worst enemy, my brother…but if there is anything I can do ask.” He said as they headed to the breakfast area.

“I’m okay. Thanks, and I am not the type of woman that would ever, ever drive a wedge between men like you and he and the relationship you guys have. I’ll be fine, I always am…” her words trailed off making her wonder if she would be fine or not. But, it was at the point where coffee was needed, and food as her stomach was grumbling and she was feeling a slight queasiness from lack of food.

Him appearing made her wonder if he heard them, or if he knew this was going to happen, maybe it happened before and she was a replacement for another and it was just a huge ass circle of playthings…whores…whatever…she sighed and the hunger turned more into a sick feeling like she was going to throw up. Maybe a mimosa and coffee would be great she thoughts as he released her hand and left her settle into a seat lost in her own thoughts of what next.

 

[Miltone]

Chase Bradford

When Natalie slowly spoke his name twice, Chase braced himself. He expected something significant, a rant, a slew of expletives, some choice words, even some tears. But instead she simply slipped from the sheets, sashayed over to the chair where she put on a robe, and left the cabin. Chase felt greatly disappointed. He had expected more from her, some spirited talk, some little bit of fight, something. Had she not been listening? Did she not believe him? Was she not paying attention? Had there been something else the Prince had said to her that set her off? Perhaps he could reassure her that this wasn’t about some perverse wacko sexual predilection. She had signed the contract willingly, without coercion, and in his mind she certainly wasn’t just some sort of sex slave; he could have bought any number of those if he so wanted from any place in the world, and hookers were even more readily available. He wanted something more and knew that Natalie was fully capable of delivering.

Chase knew that this arrangement—you could hardly call it employment—was unusual for most people to wrap their arms around. He wouldn’t have offered it to Natalie if he hadn’t been convinced that she could do this, that she could stretch her mind and body and soul into a dimension of greater understanding, not just of him but of her own self. She would have to leave her old ways of thinking behind and embrace this new completely foreign relationship. And Chase remained convinced that she could.

When she left their cabin, taking the day off—as as she had said—Chase rolled back onto the bed. It was Market Day in Bermuda; there were no business meetings scheduled and Chase was expecting to spend the day shopping with Natalie. Perhaps he still would. He glanced toward the doorway where she had disappeared, the gorgeous shape of her tight little ass wiggling beneath the little silk robe still playing on his mind.

His mind drifted back to his dream. Was it prophetic in some way? Was he really falling for her? He chuckled at the thought. Without leaving time for another, Chase rolled out of bed and slipped into his own robe. Making his way up to the galley he found Natalie sitting at the table and Porter pouring coffee. Pulling out a third cup, Porter poured into it and set it on the table next to Chase.

"Thanks, brother," Chase said, taking the cup in hand. "What's going on, Poondog?"

"Crude's down," Porter said. “Morning wood’s up.”

Chase smiled when he noticed that Porter was leering down the deep vee of Natalie’s robe checking out the superb firm curves that were clearly on display, surely the cause of his second comment. His old friend shared Chase’s fondness for female pulchritude.

“When does your flight leave?” Chase asked.

“Late afternoon,” Porter responded. “Stop in Rome and then on to Bahrain.”

“You could have tagged on with the Crown Prince,” Chase remarked. “He’s leaving this afternoon and his jet is flying palace.”

“Didn’t want to impose. You mooch a flight with him and the next thing you know, there’s a thousand favors you’re obligated to fulfill.”

The sound of footsteps along the wharf echoed aboard and Chase looked out to see a tall dark figure approaching. It was Sahira, the lovely Mrs. Worthington. Dressed in a light flowing print gown, she was carrying what appeared to be a camera case which Chase recognized as belonging to Natalie.

"Good morning, everyone," she called out in her charming and distinctive voice as she came aboard and headed toward Natalie. "I downloaded all the photos from our little shoot yesterday. Some were quite delicious."

"Photo shoot, you say," Chase said. "Sounds interesting."

"Let's see just how interesting," Porter said, snatching up the camera before Natalie could take possession.

"Hey!" Natalie shouted, standing up and trying to grab it from Porter. "Give me that!"

Porter laughed and managed to fend her away, holding the bag up and away from her grasping hands.

“Hey, that’s not fair!” Natalie said, not giving up on trying to retrieve the camera. She hopped up several times clawing at Porter’s arm, unmindful that her robe was falling further open.

“What’s on here that’s so secret?” Porter asked, managing to open up the bag and pull out the camera. He handed the bag to Natalie who tossed it onto the table and continued her attempt to reclaim her camera. Holding it above his head, Porter switched it on. “A picture’s worth a thousand words, so these must have a lot to say,” he chuckled.

"Those are none of your business," Natalie said. "Give it back."

“It’s all right, Natalie,” said Sahira. The tall slender East Indian beauty smiled. “Let the little boy have his jollies.” Her many years in the modeling business had cushioned her from feeling self-conscious.

Pulling her robe together, Natalie slumped resignedly into her chair and covered her face with her hands. “My private business,” she muttered under her breath.

Porter clicked through a few photos. He whistled. "Wee doggies! This is some hot stuff! Whoa, baby! Both of you!” He glanced at Sahira and then at Natalie and whistled again. “I am never gonna look at you two in the same way ever again after seeing these!”

“It can’t be anything that you haven’t seen before,” Sahira replied without so much as a blush showing on her face.”

Porter continued to click through the pictures the girls had taken of each other the day before until his eyes popped wide open. “Whoa, check this out, bro,” he said holding the camera toward Chase.

Chase took the camera from Porter, and without even a glance at the screen, switched it off and handed it to Natalie. “What’s private, is private, brother,” he said with a smile.

“Thank you,” Natalie said softly to Chase as she tucked the camera securely back into the bag.

Sahira giggled. “So are you coming to town for Market Day?” Sahira asked. “James is waiting in the car.”

"We’d love to join you,” said Chase. “Wouldn’t we?”

“I have a plane to catch, sorry,” said Porter.

“I was going to do something,” Natalie said.

“What could be more fun than Market Day?” Sahira exclaimed. “The merchants always put their best goods and finest fruits on sale. I’m sure that you will find something that you absolutely must have and Chase will be more than happy to buy for you.”

“I have my own money,” Natalie said, glancing sideways up at Chase.

“Oh, but honey, it is some much more enjoyable to spend someone else’s,” Sahira replied. “Come with us. We can wait till you get changed. But not too long.”

“Come on, Natalie,” Chase said. “There is nothing like Market Day!”

“Well, I suppose if you’re along, it would be okay,” Natalie said.

“Terrific!” Chase said. “I’ll take just a minute.” He slugged down a big gulp of coffee and headed down to the stateroom. He had pulled on a pair of shorts and was buttoning up his Hawaiian shirt by the time Natalie returned to the cabin. She stood by the closet that held her clothes and looked inside. Chase slipped on a pair of topsiders. “Meet you outside,” he said moving toward the doorway. He paused next to her, running his hand along her shoulder and up to her neck, his broad hand gently massaging her tense muscles. “This will be fun. And no house rules the rest of the day.”

Natalie glared at him. He half expected her to say something like, don’t think I’m still not mad at you, even though he had no idea if she was or not.

“See you on deck,” Chase said and headed out. She was one tough cookie all right and kept them waiting for several minutes before appearing in a colorful cropped tank top, short jean shorts, and flip-flops. Even dressed so casually her rare beauty was broadcast through and Chase hoped that his admiring glance told her of his keen appreciation.

Shaking Porter’s hand, Chase bid his old friend goodbye and walked with Sahira and Natalie out to the car. Worthington was happy to see that they would be joining him and his lovely wife. The girls sat together on the plush rear seat of the long dark Daimler Vanden Plas sedan, with Worthington and Chase on either side. It didn’t take them long to reach the downtown shopping area where the streets were closed off and hundreds of shoppers were scouring for bargains. The bright sunlight danced on the colorful banners and decorations the sounds and smells made it feel like a festival.

Several of the other oil men were there with their women and Worthington and Chase greeted a few with a quick hello and a handshake, but kept pace with their ladies who were having a great time checking out the fine goods, including many lovely gowns and shoes and jewelry. Sahira found a couple of items that she could not resist, but Natalie seemed to be pickier.

They stopped at a stand that was serving beverages and the men ordered rum punches, the girls just a short glass of wine to refresh themselves before continuing. Worthington gathered up Sahira’s bags and brought up the rear as the girls led the way back into the crowd laughing and obviously enjoying the day.

Several times Chase suggested that they enter one of the many fine stores but Natalie crunched her face up and shook her head. Sahira had no trouble finding several things, a gown and tops and accessories. With a shrug Chase followed along. In one shop, he spotted a gorgeous light blue silken gown, the color of Natalie’s eyes and held it out for her inspection. She took it and held it up to her. The way it draped across her body, crisscrossing her breasts and tucking in snuggly at the waist, brought a grin to Chase’s face. She would look truly spectacular wearing it, he knew. He thought it might have broken the ice, but when she saw the price tag she put it back on the rack.

“Too expensive,” she muttered.

“Nothing is too expensive, dear girl,” Chase replied. “Have you forgotten who you are shopping with?”

“You can’t buy me,” Chase,” she said and moved past him.

It wasn’t until they wandered into an exclusive looking little shop that carried fine art objects and jewelry that Natalie’s eye was captured. She paused before a case that was filled with sapphires and aquamarine and stones of similar colors.

“Pay no attention to the price tags,” whispered Sahira.

“But I can’t help it,” Natalie whispered back. She snuck a quick little furtive look at Chase to make sure he couldn’t hear. “These are all so beautiful, I’d like something but … but …”

“But what?” Sahira replied. “I have no idea about the relationship you have with Chase, whatever it is, but in my experience, when I look at him and the way he looks at you, there isn’t a single thing that he wouldn’t give you if you wanted.”

The clerk was quick to step over and retrieve several items for Natalie to examine more closely. She looked at several necklaces and bracelets and rings and looked up to Sahira for her opinion while Chase and Worthington looked on with different degrees of interest.

“That is quite some little lady you have found there, Chase,” Worthington said. “If I wasn’t so happily married I would be giving you a run.”

“You and me and many others, my friend,” Chase replied. “She is quite a beauty, and smart as a whip.”

“So how did you meet her?”

“Interview.”

“Interview? As in you placed an advertisement? Really, Chase!”

“It’s hard to explain, James,” Chase said. “You do know my history, the marriages, the whoring around. Admittedly, I have some unusual needs and it took a most unusual process to find the right woman for me. But I believe that I have found her, though I have some doubts that she knows it.”

“Oh, but I am sure you will let her know.”

“She needs to realize it on her own,” Chase said. “It’s hard to break a lifelong set of beliefs. Perhaps we’ll see a breakthrough today.”

Chase enjoyed watching Natalie and Sahira talk animatedly with the clerk. Whatever she chose would look great on her. And of course there would need to be a few outfits and shoes and whatever else might suit her fancy. He couldn't wait to see.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Natalie couldn’t concentrate on her conversation with Poon, as much as she wanted to her mind returned to the cabin and the little ‘tiff’ she and Chase had not to long ago. Her stomach twisted and turned as the coffee ran into it, not making her feel any better but she knew things would some how work themselves out. Natalie was an optimist, even when she was down she knew somewhere there was a silver lining to be found…a person just needed to have enough fight and want to find it. The whole thought process took her back to the day she seen the ad he had placed, and with that thought a soft lingering sigh released from her lips as she brought the mug of steaming creamy caramel-colored liquid to her lips and sipped it letting it slowly move along her palate and down her throat feeling it hit her belly warming it up.

Her eyes rose above the rim of the mug when the galley doors opened and in walked Chase. Avoiding eye contact she quickly dropped her eyes and looked to the right out the galley portal and watched as a gull rested upon the rail of the yacht.

Natalie caught the perverted comment that Poon had made, thou this time it didn’t even cause her to crack even the slightest smirk. She could feel the tension in the air caused by her and Chase’s previous bout making her want to just get up and walk out on deck but she didn’t want to prove to be childish or let him feel like he made her leave. Poon had made a comment about the Prince… ‘You mooch a flight with him and the next thing you know, there’s a thousand favors you’re obligated to fulfill.’ She knew that was true and didn’t really even need to know the Prince, you just knew by his arrogance and body language.

If anything she felt sorry for his wives, and she sure as in hell wasn’t ever going to be one of them no matter how rich or what was promised the answer would remain no. Natalie was never one who was materialistic, and there was just no price that could be paid to her for the honor of her hand in marriage. She hadn’t been an American wife, so being one of many was way down on the bottom of her list if on there at all.

Even though Poon was quite the pervert she really did have a fondness for the man. She could really see a side in him that was serious, a side that was fun-loving and then the sexual male side, but all in all he was a good man and she could see why Chase had him as a friend, a brother. Natalie was allowed inside their friendship and she respected it, and in a way envied how they felt about each other, how she knew no matter what, they had each other’s backs and to her that was very important. He was funny, and made her laugh, she hated to see him go and it saddened her a little bit.

A smile appeared upon her face when she heard the tapping of stiletto heels upon the plank and the friendly familiar female voice of Sahira who Natalie considered a friend. She was surprised how they grew close in the short time since Chase had introduced them, and was also caught off guard by how much they had in common and could talk between them about anything. Natalie had wished she had met Sahira under different circumstances but since that wasn’t how things played out she at least hoped they could stay friends and keep in touch once they left. "Good morning, everyone," She said as Natalie watched her walk towards her making her smile grow wider. There was something about Sahira that when she walked into a room her presence just made anyone feel good, her personality shined. She was not only beautiful, funny and sexy but a very smart and shrewd business woman which Natalie admired.

“Good morning Sahira.” Natalie replied back catching the other females smile and locking eye with her for a brief moment.

"I downloaded all the photos from our little shoot yesterday. Some were quite delicious." She said to Natalie as there was a split second where Natalie thought back to that time twenty-four hours ago that caused her nipples to pucker. In her mind she could see the dark-skinned beauty posed behind tall wondrous blooms of all colors against her slender form. The way her nipples looked so perfect pointed directly towards her when Sahira dropped her hands from her breasts. Everything she did she did with poise and grace, even just the way she walked or moved. It was then she remembered the conversation they had about just the two of them getting together and the way her lips felt against her own, how she tasted and Natalie felt butterflies within her tummy.

“I can’t wait to view them when you put it that way, then again I had a great subject to work with.” Natalie responded and reached out for the camera case strap. Natalie caught what Chase has said and glanced his way, catching his eyes as she adverted hers back to Sahira. It wasn’t even a split second that her eyes were away from the camera when Poon reached and snatched it away. Natalie felt the material of the strap slide quickly off her fingertips. That was when she felt like she was back in fifth grade and the game was Monkey in the middle except there were only two players playing, her and Poon.

Standing up, Poon towered her from the start, so when he raised his arm, she had no chance in hell to reach the camera bag yet, it didn’t stop her from trying. She knew the tie of the robe was loosening up as she felt the robe become lose around her as she jumped but that didn’t matter what was on there was nobody’s business but hers and Sahira’s and theirs alone. “What’s on here that’s so secret?” Poon asked as she stretched up as high as she could to reach the bag but he kept it just out of her reach. She watched as he took the camera out of the bag and tossed her the bag which she tossed onto the table and tried to grab the strap that hung from the camera itself. “A picture’s worth a thousand words, so these must have a lot to say,” he said and playfully chuckled.

"Those are none of your business…Give it back." Natalie said to him as she felt a twinge of anger brewing inside her.

Sahira then chimed in, making a comment which caused Natalie to give up and she sat back down as Poon started paging through the pictures and making comments about them as he did. Natalie heard the whistles, she watched as he invaded her personal space, and started to re-think her thoughts about how she felt about him. Sahira was right, it wasn’t enough to get overly pissed off about, and in fact she should just take it in stride and take the comments as compliments. She already had one conflict this morning that started her day off like shit, she really didn’t want to harbor ill feelings against Poon since he was leaving and why should she let the sour mood dominate the rest of the day? Her morning already started off like shit.

Sitting there she watched as Poon handed the camera off to his ‘brother’ and she knew what Chase would do with it and just as she placed her hand out for it he never looked at a single picture and just handed it off to her as she thought he would do. Natalie wasn’t sure if he did it to try and smooth things over between them or he did it out of respect, she’d like to think it was the second but at this point she wasn’t exactly sure. “Thank you,” she replied and tucked the camera safely back within its home and clipped the latch on the case and placed the camera side her letting it hang from the strap on the end of the arm of her chair.

With all attention reverted back to Sahira as she softly giggled and spoke, they all listened to what she was saying about it being market day. Chase was first to chime in and said about them joining her leaving the answer in question form as he turned and looked to Natalie. Before she even had a chance to reply Poon jumped in and apologized stating it was his time to leave their company and head out soon. All eyes turned to Natalie as she wanted to go but she just wasn’t sure she would be comfortable with Chase, as she declared it her day off and tossed out about wanting to do something as it was her polite way of her lips saying no but her head and heart saying yes and her lips winning the battle.

“What could be more fun than Market Day? The merchants always put their best goods and finest fruits on sale. I’m sure that you will find something that you absolutely must have and Chase will be more than happy to buy for you.”

Natalie didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t get Sahira to understand that her and Chase were not a couple, they were employer and employee, that she didn’t want him buying her things. “I have my own money,” Natalie replied and sort of looked to Chase in a round-about way and then back to Sahira.

“Oh, but honey, it is some much more enjoyable to spend someone else’s, Come with us. We can wait till you get changed, but don’t take too long.” She said trying to talk her into it. Chase chimed in next trying to get her to go. Natalie knew no matter what she said, Sahira wouldn’t ever understand her relationship or there for lack of with Chase. But since Sahira was going she decided to go with as she really had no plans she was just trying to claim her ground with Chase and spoiling the day wasn’t the right way to do it and she knew it. A quote she read somewhere a long time ago came into her mind and the quote was… ’Put on your big girl panties and deal with it.’ That’s exactly what she was going to do, let the morning be the past for now and enjoy the afternoon with Sahira, her husband and yes, even Chase.

“Well, I suppose if you’re along, it would be okay,” Natalie responded and with that said Sahira smiled and Natalie watched her turn and walk back towards the house. Natalie admired her, she could see exactly why she was well respected, liked and why she chose a career as a model. Elegance was one word that would sum her up if she were asked to describe her new found friend.

By the time she lost sight of Sahira chase had already left the galley leaving her and Poon there alone once again. Natalie stood up and leaned over placing a kiss to his cheek. Her voice was soft as she spoke looking into his eyes. “If I had a brother I’d hope he was like you. As much as you drive me crazy, tease me, perv me…I find you to be a really good guy.” Before he had a chance to respond she slipped her fingers under the camera strap and lifted it from the arm of her chair and walked out feeling his eyes on her and all she could do was laugh and smirk, he was indeed one hundred percent male and that’s what made him fun to be around she thought, pervert or not he really did have a soft side to him she really genuinely liked and now he was a friend of hers as well.

Placing her hand on the door to the stateroom she opened the door and there he was dressing. He already had his shorts on and was starting to button up his brightly printed Hawaiian shirt. That was something she loved about him, he wasn’t one of those men that was afraid to wear bright loud colors/prints. There were some men that wouldn’t be caught dead in something bright, something pink or even yellow, but Chase he didn’t think in that way. Natalie had to admit he looked sharp and the brightness fit his personality. Then again he looked sharp and handsome in anything he wore…or didn’t wear.

Standing there at the closet she had no idea what to wear. “Meet you outside,” he said as she felt his presence close to her as she starred at her clothing and then felt his hand upon her shoulder, then his fingers on the back of her neck massaging her tight muscles. “This will be fun. And no house rules the rest of the day.” She turned her head and gave him a look and just as she was about to whip out a sharp witty comment she bit her tongue and decided not to. Natalie knew he was partially teasing her to get her to lighten up but inside she was still hurt and didn’t want a repeat of what took place earlier. She told him pretty much what he could do with his house rules that morning before she walked out of the cabin and she was going to stand her ground. Sure, she’ll let him think that the rules didn’t apply because he said so but she knew better and Natalie knew he did as well. She was sticking to her guns, it was her day off!

“See you on deck,” he said as she didn’t even watch him walk out of the cabin but she was glad he left.

Natalie closed her eyes and left out a breath. Dear lord, when she thought of his touch, his passion, his wild lovemaking (more fucking in her mind at that point), his wanton sense of adventure in the bedroom, delicious chills went through her spine. A warmth in the pit of her stomach curled invitingly, and she remembered how lying next to him had made her feel, safe, secure and loving. His scent lingered behind in the cabin, she could feel his strong hand on her shoulders, and she could feel how his fingertips and thumb massaged her tense muscles in her neck. “Stop it,” she told herself as she decided on what to wear and took it from the closet.

Whenever he kissed her, her lips craved more, her pulse would thunder, her knees would weaken and she would melt inside. Natalie knew Chase had gotten into her system like no man ever had before and she wasn’t sure if she could ever get him out or if she would even want to after this whole thing was over. She wasn’t sure any man could ever measure up to him but if he knew that she knew his ego would be bigger than the state of Texas. “oh God”, she whispered and stopped dead in her tracks while dressing and looked at herself in the mirror, she was in love with the man but she wasn’t quite sure if she could handle the heartache and pain that could come with that love from the great Chase Bradford and that scared her. But then it all came down to her wondering if he was even capable of loving a woman. He has told her over and over about his failed marriages and relationships and given his view points on them which to her were soured by choosing the wrong person and it showed with him. Natalie needed to stop thinking about it and just let her self enjoy the day.

What made her smile were bright colors, so she chose a multi-colored cropped tank top much like the colors in his Hawaiian shirt and a simple pair of denim shorts. She slipped her foot into a flip-flop and then the other. Natalie gave her self a once over in the mirror and quickly tossed her hair up on the back of her head letting a few wisps surround her face. She decided on no make-up and knew she needed to go before she changed her mind about going or what she was wearing and left the stateroom. The hard part being around such influential people was times like this, she felt under dressed in her casual attire but she felt comfortable, and to her she hoped what she was wearing was fine with them and apparently it was as she caught the glance from chase as he stood there with Porter saying his fair well to his partner in crime.

Natalie hugged Porter and she wished him a safe trip. She sighed feeling his arms around her. For once he didn’t say anything pervish and just returned the same telling her to enjoy life and all it has to offer…the whole you only live once deal. Natalie really did care for him as a friend and wished he would find a woman to settle down with because he had so much potential she thought as a life partner for some lucky woman. His lips were warm when he kissed her cheek, they parted and she turned and joined Chase, Sahira and Worthington in the Sedan. Natalie wiggled her fingers in a last goodbye to porter as the Sedan pulled away from the house and they headed out to the Market day event.

People were everywhere, the streets were crowded, roads barricaded off and everything was about as bright as what one would imagine the colors of Mardi Gras to be. Excitement kicked in and she was in good, no great company as the morning happenings no longer mattered. Everywhere you looked was food of all kinds, stands everywhere and she was sure she could buy anything one could imagine either at a store or stand and couldn’t wait to get out and stroll with everyone else on the streets.

They had seen quite a few of the men with their woman from last event the night before at the gala event. There was a smile and nod given between the women, a few soft spoken hellos but mainly the men were left to greet with handshakes and chat for a few minutes before they caught up with their wives, girlfriends, mistresses or whatever they were. Natalie was feeling a bit overwhelmed with everything. There was so much to take in, so much to see she wondered how a woman could do it all in a day’s time. If you needed a dress for a gala event, you could get it there. If you needed casual clothing, it was there. You name it, and whatever it was you could find it. She watched as Sahira shopped, money wasn’t a care for her, and to Natalie that was fine she just enjoyed being there and looking around. To be honest as beautiful as most of the clothing was, she just didn’t find anything that she wanted to buy.

They stopped for drinks and then quickly continued on. She was a passenger on the Sahira express and loved the wild ride they were on. It felt like they been friends forever and it was a feeling Natalie could get used to, again she hoped they could stay friends and she could take her up on a return visit sometime. Chase tried to take the reins and direct her into a shop or two, or ten and Natalie scrunched her face up and declined. All the stores he had suggested were ones with items she knew came with a hefty price tag and were way out of her budget. She had already started plans for her future and knew she needed to keep a level head on what she spent. Chase had great taste, he proved it once again with a dress he held up against her, but she declined it putting it back where he got it from due to the price tag and tossed the ‘buy me’ trump card out on the playing table when he commented about nothing being to expensive and her forgetting who she was with. It was truly a beautiful dress, but in all honesty it didn’t have that ‘wow’ factor that made her really want it.

The next shop of Sahira’s tour was a quaint little place that Natalie thought would be just another shop but when she followed Sahira into the shop and got her first glance at the fine arts on the walls and shelving she found her ‘wow factor’ and when she got a look in the jewelry cases there were no words to describe the exquisite pieces she was eyeing. Natalie knew everything was out of her league, and as much as she would want to own just a single piece she knew she could never afford it. “Pay no attention to the price tags,” whispered Sahira as if she was in Natalie’s head. The conversation continued between them, they whispered so low that they almost couldn’t hear each other.

By the time Natalie ended her statement Sahira was quick with the comeback. But what? I have no idea about the relationship you have with Chase, whatever it is, but in my experience, when I look at him and the way he looks at you, there isn’t a single thing that he wouldn’t give you if you wanted.”

“Please understand Sahira, we are employer and employee that is it.” Saying that out loud again felt awful painful to Natalie, the words felt like a bee stung that rocked through her whole body, especially her heart. “Even if it were different, I don’t nor will I ever see Chase as a bank account. I wasn’t raised that way. He told me how women in and out of his life pretty much saw him as a walking dollar sign and that isn’t me. I just couldn’t.” Natalie had hoped she hadn’t offended Sahira, she didn’t mean to by far, she just wished she would understand where she was coming from. She may have at one time but those times were so long ago that Natalie believed were placed in a box and left behind to be forgotten about, and if that was the case, she had her own reasons for doing so.

Natalie and Sahira talked among themselves and then with the clerk, Natalie saw a beautiful ring. The shop clerk saw her starring at it and reached in and took it out handing it to her. “You have great taste and a very good eye Madam,” he said showing it to her. He took her hand and she watched as he slipped the ring on her finger and Natalie was in love with it the second she felt it on. He went on explaining about it as he allowed her to wear it, to gaze at it. “Sapphires and diamonds always have been compatible as you can see with this ring. It’s a 14K white gold ring boasting a 4.37 carat deep-blue oval sapphire with 0.36 carats of diamonds. It goes lovely with your eyes if I must say madam.” He then flipped over the very small price tag and his eyes dropped to the number on it and then lifted to hers again. “If that man over there is your boyfriend maybe I can cut a special deal on it just for you today. Trust me you will be looking for a long time for an engagement ring as exquisite as this one.” She looked to the price tag and saw the numbers behind the dollar sign, and always gasped out. The amount on the tag was $10,000 in a very tiny print.

Natalie couldn’t take her eyes off of it and after hearing what he had to say she shook her head and the price tag nearly caused her to faint. This would be the only time she would ever wear this ring and even though she had to give it back she decided that one day, one day she would have something like it. Sahira leaned in and whispered into her ear and Natalie sighed softly. “I-I can’t, he’s not and I do not believe in omens, least not this one.” Sahira tried telling her it was a good omen she picked out an engagement ring of all rings.

Natalie took the ring off and handed it carefully back to the clerk and thanked him for all his help he had given her/them and strolled on to a small area of the store where there was a display of gorgeous handmade clothing. Natalie picked out a blue silk jumpsuit. She didn’t even like the color blue but today the two things that caught her eyes were blue. Flipping the tag on the jumper she shrugged and decided that the price wouldn’t kill her that bad but when she looked at the cost of the stiletto heels to match it, they might. Deciding that the angel on her shoulder had to go, and the devil would win this bout. Just as she was making her decision Sahira walked over and looked at the jumper and matching shoes.

“That would look divine on you.” Sahira stated as she picked it up and let the silk fall from her fingertips. “You have good taste. Wish I saw it first.” She remarked with a girlish giggle. It was a one shoulder silk jumper with a bead belt that was sewn onto the silk. Everything was hand placed and sewn. The legs were wide and flowing and when she held it up against her body Sahira looked her over trying to imagine Natalie in it. “You must get it!”

Natalie laughed and nodded. She grabbed the stiletto heels that were colored to match the jumper and agreed. “I am.” She replied with a smile and went to pay for it. When she reached the area where the clerk was he tried to talk her into the ring again, Natalie thanked him and said she was fine with the items she had chosen and thanked him again for all his help. Turning around with her bag in hand she watched Sahira heading for the door. Glancing to Chase she watched as Worthington leaned down slightly and took all the handles of the bags his wife had gotten and grabbed a hold of them picking them up as he readied himself to walk on once again. Natalie headed out behind her friend with the men behind her.

Sahira stopped and waited for the men to follow out, “I believe we hit all of the shops.”

 

[Miltone]

Chase Bradford

Worthington and Chase had watched the girls stroll through all the shops, stopping here and there to look at a top or a skirt or a cute pair of shoes. Chase was glad to see the bright glances and warm smiles exchanged between the two girls. From his long, close friendship with Worthington, he knew about the exotic, sensual nature of Sahira. He was sure that something had happened between the two gorgeous women the day before, and although there must have been some photographic evidence, at least according to Poondog’s response in the morning, Chase preferred to let his own imagination fill in the details until Natalie was ready to tell him.

But then earlier Chase had also looked on, noting the way Natalie approached Poondog, the big hug and kiss she gave him when saying goodbye. It did concern Chase because it was almost as if she was sending him some sort of message. Porter was his very good friend and certainly had his moments of endearing charm, but there was no one in the world who was better able and willing to support and care for Natalie than was Chase. It seemed so obvious to him, yet maybe it was the contract, the façade of employment, and the requisite compensation that had confused her. She was smart as well as beautiful, and although she was free to speak her mind and think for herself, there was also an obligation to share her beauty with him. And Chase was a fool for beauty.

Looking at it through her eyes, perhaps Natalie had come to see herself as some sort of paid woman, a high priced hooker, an expensive call girl—when nothing could be further from the truth. Chase shook his head at the thought that her favors were something to be bought and paid for. She wasn’t some cheap tramp or a top dollar whore, certainly not in his mind. To invite someone to spend a year doing what he had proposed absolutely required adequate compensation and ultimately it had been her decision. It was all so simple, and yet Natalie seemed determined to make it so difficult. Instead of relaxing and savoring what would have been a dream year for so many women, she was letting what seemed to Chase as some sort of resentment build up and keep her from enjoying a wild, thrilling, sexual ride. Something was going to have to change, otherwise Chase would have to re-think this entire situation and perhaps even renew his search for a perfect playmate.

When the girls stepped out into the sunny street, Worthington had scooped up the bags Sahira had gathered along the way. “Give me a hand, old man?” he asked.

“Sure thing, Mr. Bond,” Chase said with a grin, making Worthington laugh. Chase’s friend did resemble a younger Sean Connery, hence the nickname used by only his closest associates in the oil business.

Chase grabbed the remaining shopping bags and paused by the counter. With a wink and a nod from Chase, the clerk waved his hand over the display case. Chase nodded again and managed to juggle the bags so that he could pull his card from the pocket of his shorts. With a grin, the clerk efficiently put the ring Natalie had been looking at in a large box along with a matching necklace and bracelet. Sapphires and diamonds, what a lovely combination to complement her ice blue eyes!

“That will be a certain surprise,” Worthington remarked as the clerk slipped the box into a shopping bag for Chase.

“And she is worth every bit of it,” Chase replied.

“So does this mean something is happening between you two?”

“It means that I enjoy her company and wish to show my appreciation.”

“Didn’t know that your appreciation was so high-priced.”

“It’s not at all about money, Bond, you should know that,” Chase replied. He glanced at his old friend.

“It never is when love is involved,” Worthington said with a sly grin. “Just be careful, my friend. She seems a spirited one.”

“All to make the pursuit more to enjoy,” Chase snapped back with a grin.

As Chase and Worthington stepped out to the street, the girls were clutching just a few bags and waiting impatiently for the men to join them. The afternoon was growing long and Chase could feel the pangs of hunger eating inside.

“We have seen all the shops,” he said, echoing Sahira’s comment. “Now it is time for lunch.”

“We’re not far from Little Venice,” Worthington said.

“But isn’t that kind of formal?” Sahira asked. “Peter and I are dressed for it, but you two?”

Chase glanced at Natalie and had to agree. “Then how about Hammerhead’s? More casual and not far.”

“I love that place,” Worthington remarked with a chuckle. “Why all I need to do is doff my jacket and socks. And love,” he said nodding toward Sahira, “you could change in the car on the way. Surely there is something apropos in what you picked up this morning.”

“I could,” Sahira said glancing at Natalie and Chase. Surely her many years of modeling had made her comfortable with being in some state of undress in front of others. She smiled, “and after all we are among good friends.”

Putting most of the bags into the truck, they climbed into the waiting car. Chase and Natalie sat on the jump seats and watched the transformation. Worthington had the easiest changeover, slipping off his jacket, while Sahira pulled a short skirt and top from one of the bags. Seemingly unmindful of her audience, she pulled her dress up and off over her head, revealing a lovely colorful lingerie ensemble of sheer lace that tweaked Chase’s eye. Sahira held the top up to her chest and frowned. Reaching back to unclasp her bra, she peeled the flimsy garment from her body and tossed it into the bag. Chase couldn’t peel his eyes from her lovely half naked body, her dark skin, and firm round breasts topped by perfect Hershey Kiss-like nipples. She slipped on the top and arranged the silky strappy top to her satisfaction. In the next minute she had pulled on the swishy matching skirt and settled it about her hips. And just as she was ready, the car was pulling up to the restaurant.

“How do I look?” she asked Worthington.

“Picture perfect, my love,” he replied, placing a sweet kiss on her cheek.

Hammerhead’s is a casual place, with a local hangout feel. Tables of people from all corners of the world lounged in the sun, talking, laughing, and singing along with the music. A pair of happy dogs circulated among the tables, greeting the guests affectionately. A group of young Brit tourists noisily occupied the foosball table. Chase and the rest made their way through the restaurant and found a table out on the sunny patio with an umbrella to provide just enough shade. A lovely native girl greeted them and took their drink order. The menu was simple, offering nachos, jerk chicken, and similar pub fare, so it didn’t take long to make up their minds.

The drinks were refreshing and the food filling. The happy group relaxed and enjoyed the warm afternoon sunshine. Their conversation was wide-ranging, about everything but business as both Chase and Worthington steered away from the oil business that had occupied most of their time for several days. At first Natalie had sat with her legs crossed, hunched over her plate, fork in hand, but after her second drink was served Chase was glad to see her begin to relax and sat back in her chair. She was so much more beautiful when she smiled and her eyes sparkled. Chase found himself drawn to her and scooted his chair closer to her, eventually draping his arm around the back of her chair, his hand brushing her bare shoulder.

“When will you set sail?” Worthington asked.

“Before sundown,” Chase replied. “That will get us back late tomorrow.”

Chase let his fingers dance along the top of Natalie’s shoulder, toying with the skinny little strap of her top. She leaned her head back and glanced over at him, her face scrunched into a frown. The muscles along her shoulder felt tense and tight. When he shifted his fingertips up toward her neck, his hand cupping the nape of her neck, massaging ever so gently, her ice-blue eyes closed and the frown disappeared.

“You must come to London to visit me, Natalie,” Sahira said excitedly. “Perhaps next month?”

Natalie’s eyes opened and she immediately looked at Chase, who nodded with a smile. “I would like that,” Natalie responded looking back to Sahira. “I’ve never been there.”

“You will love it,” Sahira replied. “I can show you all around.”

Chase left his hand to rest lightly on Natalie, fingers and palm rubbing her warm skin softly. Natalie slowly began to lean into his hand, apparently enjoying the gentle massage. When the waitress stopped by, Worthington ordered a final round to everyone’s approval. Chase slightly increased the pressure of his hand on Natalie’s shoulder. As Natalie responded, arching her back then hunching forward, somehow the strap of her top slipped down from her shoulder. Unmindful, Chase continued to move his hand back and forth along the length of her shoulder. At one point he thought he heard her moan softly, her eyes closing again.

“So what’s next for you, Chase?” Worthington asked.

“A trip to South America, actually,” Chase replied. “Our Venezuelan partners have uncovered something quite promising at which I wish to take a closer look.”

“Just as you have done presently, my friend,” Worthington said with a grin.

“Beg pardon,” Chase said, unsure of his friend’s reference.

When Worthington gestured toward Natalie, Chase looked over at the pretty woman beside him and realized what the gesture indicated. As the strap of her top had fallen from her shoulder, the fabric covering her breast had fallen also, the edge of the light fabric held up only by catching on a taut rosy nipple. At that moment Natalie again arched her back and the fabric slipped free of her nipple and her left breast popped free, bared to all seated at the table. Chase sighed and reached for the errant strap, raising it just enough to cover her nakedness. The motion drew Natalie’s attention as she comprehended what had happened and broke free from her reverie.

“I am so embarrassed,” she said, raising a hand to cover her face as she looked down at the table.

“Don’t be,” Worthington said, with a quick glance toward Sahira, who sat smiling warmly. “It’s quite a beautiful breast. Besides, you are a beautiful woman and are greatly appreciated fully dressed or whilst nude.”

“It’s my fault as usual,” Chase confessed. “Whenever I touch this girl something always seems to happen.”

For the remainder of their stay at Hammerhead’s, Chase deliberately kept his hand near her, touching her, delighting in the feel of her warm soft flesh. For her part Natalie kept her hands to herself, swirling her drink in the glass, toying with the stubborn curls that kept falling about her face, or making sure the skinny straps of her top were safely positioned on her shoulders.

When everyone had enjoyed their last sip, Worthington called for his car. Safely ensconced in the sumptuous Rolls they headed back toward his estate, the girls seated together in the middle of the broad back seat. “So, love, what did you pick up?” Worthington asked.

“Just a few things,” Sahira replied with a broad smile. “This top and another like it in a different color. This skirt and the greatest little dress I’m sure you’ll like.” She withdrew a stretch of dark red fabric from a bag and held it up to her body. The weave of silk with golden trim was exquisite. “You like?”

“Like? Love it!” Worthington remarked. It was a halter that would tie behind the neck and dipped well down to her tummy, no back to speak of and a hem that would fall barely below her hips. “Put it on, love!”

With a smile at her loving husband, Sahira set the dress aside and began to undress. Chase noticed the confused look on Natalie’s face as she moved to give Sahira some room. Leaving on just her skimpy lace panties, Sahira pulled the silky red dress on over her head and arranged it about her body. Just as Chase had thought, the dip in the neckline plunged deep nearly to her navel and the back didn’t come together until just above the split of her bum. The gorgeous fabric was sheer and clung to her form, her somewhat erect nipples showing through delightfully, at least to Chase’s eye.

“What do you think?” Sahira asked.

“Give me a moment to catch my breath,” Worthington replied, sporting a huge grin. He nudged her to move this way and that so that he could see her from a couple of different angles. “Nearly perfect, love, except your panties show in the back.”

Sahira frowned playfully and simply reached up under the short dress and skimmed the little scrap of lace down and off.

“Ah, yes!” Worthington said softly, drawing her face toward his and giving her a long, warm, loving kiss.

As their arms began to intertwine, Natalie cleared her voice but Sahira and Worthington paid her no mind and continued to kiss and caress each other. “You guys!” Natalie said.

“Oh come on,” Chase said in a low voice, trying to draw Natalie into his arms. “Are you jealous?”

Keeping her distance, Natalie looked over at Chase with her ice-blue eyes wide, and in a whisper said, “I’m not sure that I’m comfortable … I mean, are you?”

Chase took her into his arms. “Look at me,” he said facing her fully. “Look me in the eye.” When Natalie’s attention was drawn away by the sounds of the noisy lovers, Chase turned her face back to his. “You saw the way he looks at her, the love and passion in his eyes, and the way she responds to him.” Natalie nodded, her ice-blue eyes now moist. “Don’t you see the same look in my eyes when I see you?” Natalie hunched her shoulders. “You know that I desire you, that I want you around me more than anyone else, that I want to share everything possible in the coming months. Look at it. Look in my eyes and see it. Heat. Passion. Desire. It’s all there.”

Chase felt her body quiver for a moment but then slowly she submitted to the force of his embrace and shifted closer to him, their bodies brushing together, their lips inches apart.

“Chase,” Natalie said in a small voice. “What you want of me—what you’re asking me to do is not like anything I ever thought about, nothing I’d ever be able to do. I’m a simple girl with simple dreams. And with you it seems so … so … so complicated.”

“It’s very simple, Natalie,” Chase said leaning toward her. “As simple as a kiss.” Chase gently pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Their lips brushed softly together as their arms began to wind around each other. As their bodies began to press together, their kiss grew hotter and deeper. For a moment Chase caught sight of Worthington’s hand slip from Sahira’s now naked breast to her parted thighs. Then he closed his eyes and leaned back into the plush seat of the Rolls pulling Natalie onto his lap, caressing her body and kissing her with all of the passion that had grown in him since they had first met.