Denver - March 29, 1993 Strains of music floated through Andy's house. Everywhere, men and women talked animatedly or danced elegantly under the glowing chandeliers. Garett was at his social best tonight, mingling effortlessly perfectly disguising the fact that he was here solely for one person. His gaze casually wandered in the direction of the doorway while making small talk with a small, cheery grandfatherly figure who also happened to be one of the most ruthless men in the Fortune 500. He stifled a quick stab of irritation. The party was practically over. If he found out that she had suddenly caught the flu or something, he would have to seriously throttle her... And then he saw her. Not bothering to enter through the front door, she came up via the garden, walking through the open glass doors like a goddess coming to her people. Her dark hair was piled on top of her hair, a few renegade strands coming done to curl about her face. The rest of her was encased in a simple burgundy sheath, her shoulders glowing bronze under the golden light of the chandeliers. He couldn't take his eyes of her. The ruthless grandfather sent a meaningful glance towards his sweet-faced wife. Without a work to anyone, Garett walked away, straight towards the woman more [q=quit] poised at the other end of the room. The sweet-faced wife sighed ecstatically and took her husband's hand. "Adrienne." She smiled at him, her eyes running appreciatively over him. He looked especially good tonight, civilized but with a hint of danger showing through. Like a restless panther. The analogy pleased her. She had never been one for pussy cats.. He took her hand in his and before she knew it, he had whirled her onto the dance floor. His hand rested on her lower back, not pressing down but guiding her closer towards him without her even noticing. Adrienne caught the subtle scent of him, and sighed quietly. She wanted so much to curl up against the curve of his neck and breathe that in for the rest of the night. Perhaps she should try to make some conversation... No, not tonight. She closed her eyes instead and melted into his body. ----------------------------------------- The party was over. Soft laughter floated to their ears from the hall. The music went on though, for the last few couples slow-dancing under more [q=quit] the dimmed lights. Adrienne and Garett were barely moving in the center of the dance floor. Neither of them had said much during the night, preferring to hold each other and feel. Garett drew away with a start, suddenly realizing how late it was. But he didn't want the night to end. Neither did she. Somehow, she didn't know how, she had fallen under the same spell that he had thrown over her ten years before. She felt like a teenager in the first throes of love. Stop it! said her cynical side irritably. You're not a girl and you should know better than to be seduced by a touch of romance. But the part of her that would always remain young and hopeful ignored that inner voice. Take happiness whenever it comes. She would pay the consequences later if she had to.. Garett drew her away towards the gardens. She followed him into the cool, softly scented air. The half moon shed just enough light for her to see his face when he bent down to kiss her. Soft, exploratory, beautiful kisses. For one night, she allowed herself to be reckless. She started kissing him back with a depth of feeling he had never felt from her before. Perhaps the magic of the night had got to him too because it drove him crazy like no striptease ever could.. more [q=quit] They were both breathing hard when their lips parted. Garett gently rubbed his cheek against hers. His voice, when it came, was husky with passion. "Lets go for a swim." Adrienne came down to earth with a bump. A swim. She could feel a frustrated growl building deep within her, and swiftly tamped it down. She sighed softly. Maybe the game was still going on.. ---------------------------------------- Garett dove cleanly into Andy's pool. The moment he saw it, he knew that this was where he wanted make love to Adrienne for the first time. The lights in the wall sconces were dim, while the moon shone clearly in through the glass walls. The pool was comfortably warm, quiet and very private. Garett smiled and stroked for the opposite side. A splash behind him announced Adrienne's arrival. He turned just in time to see her rise from the pool, water cascading all over her, back arched more [q=quit] to let the weight of the water pull her hair away from her face. Something twisted in him even as her eyes opened and stared directly into his. Her torso was clear of the water, showing him her breasts encased in a simple white top. And then she sank beneath the surface of the water to reappear by his side. The pleasure on her face was contagious as she treaded water beside him. "I'm glad you suggested this", she sighed happily as she glided backwards, feeling the freedom and the sheer sensuality of the water flowing over her skin. Another lazy kick and she was heading away from him. A soft laugh and then she drove deep to skim along the bottom of the pool. He followed, entranced by her mood. He met her there at the bottom of the pool, slipping his arm around her bare waist, her long hair billowing around them. Together they shot to the surface. A quick breath then their lips met and the water closed over their heads again. Is this what divers feel, wondered Adrienne dimly. This exhilaration, the need to scream? Their bodies strained to get closer, movements slowed by more [q=quit] the water, their lips demanding. Magic, he thought as they twisted around each other. He wished they could stay down there for ever. His hands slid down over her hips to clasp her buttocks, to pull her hard against his body, against the hardness of his arousal. His Proposition. She broke away from him, heading for the surface. Taken unaware, more than a little apprehensive he followed. At the surface, she cast a challenging look over her shoulder before she shot away, down into the depths. Catch me if you can.. She was all speed and tricks, slipping easily out of his hands when he thought he had her, zigging when he thought she would zag. Throwing gentleness and style to the winds, he went after her like a torpedo. And she let herself be caught. When they surfaced at the shallow end, he dragged her hard against him, lips finding hers, all heat and demand. Backing her up until the wall pressed against her shoulders, hands flowing over her body. Beneath the surface, her legs came up to wind around his waist in silent invitation. His lips travelled down to her neck, nipping the sensitive skin there until she was shuddering against him. The bikini top came off and floated away more [q=quit] unnoticed. The siren in her came alive, as she arched her back over the edge of the pool, lifting those beautiful mounds up to meet his mouth. He took one taut nipple into his mouth, stroking it with his tongue. With each rasp, she groaned, tightening her legs around his waist reflexively. Slowly her hips started grinding as instinct took over. Garett groaned. He wanted to take it slow, to please her, to watch her climax, but her hypnotizing movements were awaking the basic need to thrust deep and hard into her warm body. His hands found her hips and stilled them. Such lushness under his hands.. he needed to touch her, all of her. Adrienne was so turned on, she could barely believe her itself. The magic of the night and then the thrill of the chase and taken its toll on her body. She too had wanted to take it slow but the hot grinding need pulsing through her needed it now. Hard and rough. But first she would have to make him feel exactly the way she was. Totally out of control.. Her tongue found the delicate shell of his ear. He froze against her. Slowly, teasingly she traced the curves with the tip, occasionally flicking it just to feel him tremble against her. His hands left her hips to cup her more [q=quit] breasts, squeezing and flicking his thumbs across her nipples. She groaned huskily against his ear, loving the pressure of his hands. And then her tongue was thrusting roughly into his ear, snapping his control. With a deep growl, he yanked down her briefs. Her legs came off his waist to let him pull them off and then she was helping him get rid of his. Then he was fumbling in the pocket his dress pants, left conveniently by the side of the pool. Something snapped in her when she saw the blue plastic packet between his fingers. Some of the magic died. "You knew you would be making love to me tonight.", she stated trying to ignore the hard lump in her throat. His lips met hers for a hard, sexy kiss. "I hoped. I've been dreaming of this for so long.." He lifted himself out of the pool to perch on the side, the water pouring off his broad shoulders. Her eyes widened to take him all in. Beautiful. She reached to touch him then, running her hands over his chest, down over his stomach to wrap her hands around the hardness of his penis pointing straight at her. Beautiful. She moved in between his thighs and leant forward to slide her lips over the head of his cock in an intimate kiss. He groaned, his hands coming up to her shoulders. She backed more [q=quit] away with a soft, sensual smile to let him slip on the condom. Then he was back in the pool, the full length of his body flush against hers and his hand between her legs, seeking the source of her sensuality. Adrienne felt his fingers sink deep into the wet heat of her body, widening her for him. She arched back gasping, telling him better that any words could, that she needed him buried deep in her. A fierce wave of pride and desire washed through him. He started thrusting his fingers, carefully rubbing against the sensitive entrance of her vagina. She started groaning incoherently, her head thrown back and her nails digging into his shoulders. Then he found her clitoris with his thumb.. She came alive with a cry, grinding herself wildly against him. "Please Garett! I can't stand anymore." He removed his hand and thrust deep into her with a growl. "Oh yes, Garett!" The satisfaction was intense. The throbbing length of him buried intimately within her. And then he was thrusting, full and hard. She urged him on, murmuring his name, the motion of their bodies sending the water lapping against the sides of the pool. Her legs came up to wrap themselves around his waist against, allowing him greater penetration. more [q=quit] They both began to tremble as the smooth, powerful strokes wound them up tighter and tighter, until the quiet room echoed with their helpless sounds. She was so beautiful to him. Her eyes closed, droplets of water clinging to her lashes, the look of pure female sensuality on her face better than any wine.. On instinct, his strokes began shorter and faster until he was constantly rubbing against the entrance of her vagina. She was so excited now, this was exactly what she needed. "Yes, yes, darling", she groaned into his ear driving him over the edge. Still he hung on, needing to feel her climax. Higher, higher, Now! She convulsed with a high cry, her muscles jerking and throbbing around him. That was his undoing. The hot pulsing of his cock sent him spurting his release high up within her. ---------------------------------------- They were still wrapped in each other's arms a while later. The water seemed to have sapped their strength so they were content to hold each together and let the magic of the night take them again. more [q=quit] "You planned this whole thing, didn't you.", she said lazily, a soft, contented smile on her lips. "Of course not.", he lied blatantly. Perhaps in a few years, he would tell her the truth... "I had sworn never to let you seduce me into your bed. You've made a liar of me." She sounded amused. "Not really. We're not in my bed. And from now on, we can make love in YOUR bed." She laughed then, a full-bodied enchanting laugh. "Technicalities, my dear Rate. But one I'm willing to live with." She pushed him beneath the water. Choking, he came back to the surface with a vindictive look on his face. "You do realize that I'm going to have to make you pay for that. Over and over again..." "I wouldn't have it any other way.", she purred. =========================================================================== more [q=quit] YES! A WOMAN DID WRITE THIS!! (GOD! I'm exhausted...) All comments and flames welcome at jash@kuhub.cc.ukans.edu =========================================================================== -- I will ignore all requests for: reposts, e-mailing missing parts, archive locations, ftp sites, gif sites, and subscription requests. These stories get deleted immediately after they are posted. For more info on the ARCHIVE postings, read the FAQ posted bi-monthly to a.s.s.d [RET] 15245-15380, Q)uit: