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Wow! once again. And, once again, “extraordinary” just does not do the experience justice. Our week together proved the initial couple of days was not a fluke, at least from my perspective. She was everything I remembered: the love making, her amazing body, her scintillating intellect and even her dangerous reflexes. I still can’t figure out what it is about her smell, but no one else has triggered the same feelings. She paid in full for the services I rendered!
Our love making alternated between fast and slow. Sometimes we’d spend a half day just sitting naked together, caressing and kissing, interspersed with conversation. Because she felt she was unprepared for our meeting, she insisted on doing some clothes shopping so she could “tantalize” me. At first, she went to her usual shopping haunts: the bargain and discontinued stores. After I convinced her to let me pay, we went to the high-end clothing boutiques. I expected to be bored with the shopping, but she modeled her choices for me. That was always fun, but was best when she was choosing lingerie. Tantalizing indeed!
Sometimes we shopped for food, she’d prepare it and we’d eat in. Other times we’d eat out. I liked both ways. When we were in, I could take advantage of her being busy and get in some kisses and “cheap feels.” Eating out meant more decorum on the surface. However, by selecting high-end restaurants with long tablecloths, we could be touchy-feely underneath. She wasn’t quite as comfortable in public as she was in private, so it was a challenge to get her off at the restaurant, something I enjoyed. Most of the time I proved too much for her to “return the favor,” but I took delight in her attempts.
We chose to stay in Nice, deciding that remaining in Monaco wasn’t in our best interests. We stayed in a penthouse suite, which cost about as much as is possible in Nice for a week-long stay. She seemed to enjoy the place and didn’t mind being pampered. As before, she needed to write up some reports and check on things. However, by using Tessa as a proxy, she was able to delegate a lot of that, leaving more time for us to be together. Some of that time we spent taking in the sights. There’s lots of interesting old architecture in Nice. A couple of times we visited museums; it was amazing how much she knew about what we were looking at. I learned a lot about a number of esoteric subjects. I had no idea ancient architecture and engineering could be so interesting. We spent one day on the beach; she looks simply amazing in a bikini. I suppose there were other attractive women, but I barely even noticed the sky or ocean.
As much fun as she is in all other ways, she’s even more fun sparing. I’ve learned enough about her style and abilities that, if I had to, I’m pretty sure I could take her out. She has really fast reflexes, though, and knows her stuff, so that isn’t a guarantee. Surprise would be key. We did some hiking and even stayed overnight in an empty cabin we found along a less used trail. It was a spontaneous thing and we had lots of second thoughts as we huddled together, shivering and barely sleeping, but it was fun nonetheless.
Once we’d gone our separate ways, it took me a couple of days to “cool off” and stop spending every minute thinking about her. Intellectually, I’m a little resentful that I’ve reset my obsession. I’d just finally started to find satisfaction with “ordinary” women again. Emotionally, though, I only feel longing to continue the association. It’s a weird dichotomy. I’m not used to being in disagreement with myself.
I head back to wrap up the contractor phase of my construction and spend a month or so getting organized for the work I want to remain private. I check my job boards from time to time. Since I have electricity and plumbing, I have some of the amenities of civilized existence. Mostly, though, I just focus on installing my security elements. It takes several weeks before I can work for more than a few hours at a time without getting lost in recollections of our time together. Finally, I decide I need the discipline of a job to drive out my obsession. It helps, I’m able to clear a lot of the cobwebs out of my psyche and get focus again. My in-between activities, though, were right back to the last time and I was having difficulty finding satisfaction with my one night stands. It was again several months before I started to really enjoy myself.