chapter 5 - More surprises

Bernice went home disappointed. Brian told her about Emile’s disastrous marriage and the vow he took never to fall in that trap again, but she really did think she could make him change his mind. But all is not lost, she thought as she got in bed, he was responding well to her efforts and he did have a good time in the club. She did not know if it was the darkness, the fact that there were so many people that they were not noticed or the drinks he had, that brought the change in him. She only knew that she wanted the man more than ever and she was going to get him, whatever it takes. She lay in bed and her fingers followed the path his fingers went earlier that night. She could still feel the shivers and the butterflies they brought with them as her fingers gently caressed the moistness that was forming again. With a smile on her face she slowly drifted off to sleep, one fingers still lingering in the moist folds.

Emile, on the other hand, could not sleep. He was tossing and turning. He knew he wanted that girl more than ever, but he also remembered his vow to himself. He is not ever going to trust a woman again, but he had the feeling that this one is not going to be so easy to forget. After the girls left, Brian told him to let go of the past. He should focus on being happy, because nobody said he has to marry the girl. He just has to give her a chance to show what she is all about. All through the night Emile fought the urge to go over to her house and demanding to be in her bed. At last he fell asleep and in his restless dreams she was running away and he was calling for her. He woke up tired and angry at himself.

Since it was Saturday, he could stay in bed but he decided to go to the office instead. Maybe he could finish some work and take a few days off. He really wanted to go to his beach house again. The thought of the beach and the waves instantly made him feel better and he hastily left for the office.

Just as he entered his office, Brian called. He was glad they had a good time and agreed that Emile’s idea was a good one. He suggested Emile take the week to finish the last project and then take the next week off. That sounded good to Emile. He immediately started to work since there were lots to do

At home, Emile saw the note pinned to his door. It was Bernice, asking him to join them for a picnic the next Saturday. Emile called the number on the note and left a message that he would love to, but would be out of town by then. He left his number in case she was home when he returned. The rest of the weekend passed without any calls from her.

Emile called his mom and asked her to send someone to clean his beach house and told her he will be there for a few days. She was happy to hear that but had plans to leave the day after his arrival. His sister invited her over and already paid for her tickets. She could not cancel. Emile tried to hide his joy over this and said it would be fine with him. He just needed to rest anyway.

Now time seemed to fly and Emile was talking on his phone with the client two days later, when a shadow appeared in his doorway. It was Bernice. He waved to invite her in while he talked. She came inside wearing a long white skirt and blue t-shirt, showing a tantalizing cleavage. Emile tried to sound normal while he watched her sit down. She was looking around the room, seemingly deep in thought when her hand moved down her thighs. Slowly she was caressing them over her skirt as she looked round the room. Emile’s eyes watched her while he tried to concentrate on the conversation. He wished the man would hang up now. The secretary came in, put tea on the table and went out, closing the door behind her. Emile glanced at Bernice and saw her fumbling with her handbag. He smiled secretly at her boldness while the man was talking.

Still on the phone, he saw Bernice get up and wonder around the room, getting closer and closer to him. His heart was beating so fast, he was wondering if the other man could hear it too. She came round his chair and slowly drew her fingers through his hair. Then gently, she started sucking his ears. He could not stand it any longer and asked his client if he could call him back since they finalized their meeting anyway. He hung up and looked up. Bernice was in front of him, pushing his chair back a bit. Then she sat on his desk and put her legs on the armpits of his chair. Amazed he stared at her while she was slowly pulling up her skirt with one hand, her eyes fixed on his. He watched her rubbing her thighs, moving the skirt even higher.

Emile licked over his dry lips as he saw her opening her legs and showing him that there was no underwear. He moved forward to touch, but she warned him to stay away. He sat back and watched as her fingers did all the things he wanted to do with his tongue. Slowly she played with the lips, tickled her clit and opened the doors to the moistness that begs to be inspected. Emile felt his pants starting to tighten as the woman in front of him torture him with her game. Just as he was about to demand taking part in the play, she got up and stand over his legs. Slowly she moved forward and softly brushed her lips over his face while her hands held his to the armpits of the chair. Emile caught his breath as her hands moved to his fly and slowly unzipped him. His hands were free to roam over her body now and he took advantage of the moment. He lifted the shirt, cupped her breasts in his hands and suck on them while she rubbed her soft wetness all over his erect shaft. Slowly she teased him, letting the tip barely touch the opening while she breathed heavily close to his ears.

Bernice whispered into his ear: “I want you so badly. Do you want me to?” “Yes”, he replied. “How much?” she asked while letting him slip inside just a little bit and withdrew again. “Oh, hell, so much!” he almost cried out while he felt himself slip out again. She was teasing again now, letting him inside a little deeper each time and then withdrew again until finally he felt himself slip in all the way. Just a moment she let him savour the surprise then she slowly withdrew again.

Emile could not stand it any longer. With one movement he picked her up and put her on his desk. She smiled at him and clung to him as he took possession of her once again. Now they did not bother about anything. Emile let go of all his fears and all the bad memories. He wanted this girl and she wanted him and she was giving him all of herself. He heard her moan and knew she was very close to orgasm now as he moved with her. Immediately, he withdrew and put his mouth where his desire was, licking and sucking while he inserted two fingers in the moistness of her. He felt her soft clouds folding around his fingers as he heard her groan more and move more rapidly with each groan. He heard her building up to climax and begging him to enter her again. With his fingers still inside her, he moved closer and took possession of her from behind. She went wild under his hands and grabbed his free hand. She sucked on his fingers for just a few seconds when, with a loud groan she reached her climax. Emile could not believe it, as he too, exploded inside her. His hand slipped out of her and he softly caressed her until she calmed down.

After she regained her self-control, she got up, smiled at him and pulled her clothes together. “I just came to show you what you’ll be missing on Saturday.” She said. “call me” and with that she kissed him one last time and walked out the door as if nothing has happened, slowly closing it behind her.

Emile was stunned. Slowly he pulled out the Kleenex from his desk drawer and wiped himself, pulled his clothes together and got up. He packed his things and decided to go home. There was one neighbour that needed attention and he was not going to let her go without a fight. A woman like that should not be neglected he decided.

The hallway was empty when he left, the secretary went home. She did ask if she could leave early he remembered. He reached his car without meeting anyone and rushed home to decide on his plan of action, smiling all the way. Today was the turning point in his life, he realized. From now on, nothing will be the same again.