Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Flight Fantasy: 4

"Careful, I'm a little sore there" she mewed as I continued to massage the front of her body. I was in heaven, I loved touching and stroking every inch of her. Apparently she was feeling equally good as she was moaning softly and breathing in short puffs to keep herself in control. I just had fun teasing her by touching or rubbing every sensual spot I could reach.

"You know you will pay for this little game!" she said through her teeth. "And the payback will be very, very ugly!"

"Sounds like fun!" I responded with a laugh and she turned suddenly, wrapped her arms around me and hugged me as tight as she could.

"God, I love this man."

Monday came too soon as Sunday had been another marathon with only breaks for food, drink and showers. Cheryl woke me at sunup. She was already showered and dressed.

"Leave when you are ready. Coffee is on. The service will be in tomorrow to clean the place and close it up. I have already had the mail forwarded and the utilities suspended so I don't think there is anything for you to worry about. I gave my father's office your international cell number in case of an emergency."

She sat down on the bed and took my face in her hands. She lowered herself and kissed me gently. "Please know something. I love you beyond anything I could have ever imagined for myself. I will come back to you as fast as I can. I will call you whenever I can. Take care of my man."

I looked at her. She was crying again. "Don't cry - this is only temporary. We will be together before you know it. I love you and want you in my life for a very long time. Take care of my girl!"

her apartment and headed back to my place to change

that she had arrived safely in Taipei. I must have been otherwise disposed because I never heard it

later, the boss called me

for it to go to the next level. I have located a company I wish to buy because they are a competitor to our current supplier. Dŷ switching our voture of Justress, we carrpay 161itle-purcrlaseriformitler synergy · profits. I want you to bone up on Taiwanese commercial transaction practices and get briefed by legal. Then I want you to assemble a team and go there and close the deal. I have all the confidence in you. I will warn you, though, the current owner is a tough old bird and he may not be happy to be negotiating with someone other than me. I know you'll be able to handle him. Let me know what

you at 1:00" she said. "Thanks Grace" I responded and headed to my office. I had this strange gnawing, like an itch that I couldn't scratch. Not having any immediate idea what it was, I

counsel. Grace took care of our flights and reservations and we left that following Sunday. When we arrived at the hotel there was a message welcoming us from

with him. When he approached the table and I stood to greet him I was stopped in my tracks when his interpreter came around from behind him to his side. It was Cheryl. She gasped and signaled for me not

jacket over black slacks and looked gloriously beautiful. As we parted after dinner she shook my hand in goodbye and slipped me a note which

the note from Cheryl, she had written simply "I Love You - say

to go about it. He was politely resistant but when he learned that I had worked in Taiwan for several years and loved its culture he warmed up, actually smiling a few times. We had begun to build

beautiful she was, however. When we signed the last of the papers Chu Sen leaned over to his daughter and whispered something in her ear. She looked at him in surprise and then shook her head in affirmation. As the meeting broke up she came up to me

home the next morning with their instructions

the home office to facilitate the closing. I told them I would be along after I finished