((Authors Note -
Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!
I wasn't sure whether to post this into the Non-Consent section because there's a big element of that in here, but in the end decided that mostly this is about a woman who gets aroused and then goes through a series of 'unfortunate' circumstances. It's not about dominance, control or heavy assaults, it's about a woman having a strange birthday. But, you've been warned!
I came up with the idea for this two-part story when sunning myself in the Mediterranean last year, reading a book. It made me wonder what would happen if some of the characters were taken out of their 'comfort zones' and placed in a decidedly different set of situations. Very much a 'what if...' moment. So a big thanks to PC for some inspirational character ideas, and I hope you enjoy how this story evolves.
Duke ))
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1- Birthday Anticipation, Lunchtime Dismay
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'This is ridiculous!' I thought to myself as I paid off the cab outside El Morante, one of the luxury hotels in downtown Corpus Christie.
The little thrill of excitement and anticipation that had coursed through my body would have been more like I'd have felt as a giggly schoolgirl, not the, well, almost middle-aged and conservative Chief Medical Examiner for the County. I was usually telling people that I was in my mid-thirties, when the truth would have pushed me a little higher, but I still had my Latin looks and I was pleased to see the driver's eyes admire my trim figure as he took the fare, displayed almost provocatively in the tight, new fawn dress that I'd purchased for the occasion.
As the cab pulled away I looked up at the plush hotel entrance. That quick thrill that centred now on a spot right between my legs returned for a second and I closed my eyes and sighed for a moment to get myself back under control. This really was too preposterous for words, but I'd been missing my husband for nearly six weeks now, and I blushed slightly as I realised that I'd also been missing the sex. Badly!
I looked up into the sky to check the weather. Wall to wall blue. Beautiful, nice and warm and I was glad that I'd rejected the option of wearing a jacket, so I grabbed my small overnight bag and tripped up the stairs like that young schoolgirl again. I scanned the entrance lobby quickly, eagerly.
No sign of him. Damn!
'You'd really, really better not let me down again!' I thought angrily. I mean, I know that his job in the FBI took him off across the country on a fairly regular basis, but he'd been away on this one for too long already. Well in my opinion! And he'd sworn to be back today to spend some time with me on my birthday. In fact when he'd told me that he was going fly back for the day and had booked a suite for us in the midst of this exorbitant luxury, just to celebrate my day I'd been prepared to forgive him almost anything. So we'd both flirted outrageously over the phone for the past few days as we'd described what wonderful things we'd do to each other in the confines of the bedroom!
Initially, the plan had been pretty simple. Basically it was to have an expensive evening meal in the hotel's Michelin starred restaurant and then go to bed and fuck each other's brains out. Simple, straightforward, just the sort of plan I liked! But Ben had decided that he could get here in time for lunch, so we'd agreed to meet here, now, have a quick lunch together and then decamp upstairs earlier. Where, as he'd reasonably pointed out, we could fuck each other's brains out all afternoon, as well as all night. Now that's what I called a lateral thinking plan!!
I wasn't really angry yet though. I'd furtively noticed the admiring glances I'd been getting from most of the males in the lobby, reinforcing my belief that the figure hugging dress with the plunging neckline was absolutely the right choice for this occasion! Then I noticed a movement by the big, elaborate staircase and a smile automatically spread over my face, just as another warm, tingling sensation hit me between the legs again as I watched my husband stride confidently towards me.
He was wearing a typically conservative FBI style dark grey suit and white shirt with matching tie, that didn't really disguise his powerful upper physique and strong, angular features. I would have commented, but presumed he hadn't had time to change yet and he'd held out his arms, so I just kind of melted into them!
We hugged quietly for some time, my head nestled into his shoulder, just savouring the feel of him again, before I leaned back and gave him a quick peck on the lips as I pulled reluctantly away.
His eyes raked up and down my figure in a very reassuring manner.
"Wow Fay, you're looking absolutely gorgeous. Happy Birthday! Is that dress new?"
I was pleased that he'd noticed. He didn't normally!
"Hi Benjamin, and it's great to see you after all this time! You look good too, but FBI gear?!"
"I know!" he laughed, "The flight was late in and I've only just had time to get the room, dump my gear and dash down to meet you ... and I know how shirty you get when anyone's late!"
"Me, shirty??" I protested in vain because all my friends and work colleagues would have known exactly what he meant!
"Anyway," he laughed again as he slipped his arm around my waist, making that tingle between my legs reappear as my body responded to the contact and the way that he smoothly guided me towards the restaurant doors, "It's almost the time that I booked the lunch table and I'm really hungry."
"What, for me or the food?!"
"Both!" he laughed again, "... and I'm looking forward to giving you your present in the bedroom afterwards!" It was a wonderful laugh that always gave me warm feelings. It might have been why I married him. Although there were other reasons...ones that I intended to explore in the bedroom later, and from the sound of it so did he! The tingling sensation suddenly intensified and I almost cringed at how aroused I'd become. Just at the thought of it!!
We dumped my overnight case at reception and arrived at the restaurant area, which to my surprise, looked incredibly busy even at this relatively early time. I checked my watch. Twelve Thirty. Okay, other people needed to eat, but surely not when Ben and I were in such a hurry!
The 'maitre d' was looking decidedly worried as Ben gave him our names. Maybe he'd spotted the FBI look and wasn't too happy to have to tell him that our table wasn't quite ready yet. It was annoying given the emotional state I was in but even Ben's most intense stare wasn't going to sway the impeccably dressed man and he called over a waitress to show us to a small side room where we could wait.
'Just for a few minutes I assure you... I do apologise..but...' he shrugged his shoulders and spread his palms outwards in a look of totally insincere resignation.
I was about to give him a piece of my mind when Ben's arm came round me again and he steered me away from that potential explosive moment. It's another of the things I love about him. He calms me down when my Latin temperament likes to take over.
The waitress was a young coloured girl with a warm, round face and long black hair tressled neatly down the back of her plain white blouse. She showed us into a plush waiting area, set aside from the main entrance, give us a sympathetic look and apologised again for the inconvenience. I smiled back and nodded a 'thanks' as she turned and left us. Then I turned to Ben.
"Eyes off her tits!" I snapped, but only half angrily. The young waitress had had very impressive twin mounds stretching her blouse and it would have been impossible for any man, let alone Ben, not to notice!
I looked around the waiting area. It was filled with plush, comfortable sofas and chairs. There were no doors as such, but positioned so no-one from the main restaurant would see in. It was empty. Just the two of us. It made me think carnal thoughts again and I gasped as Ben came up behind and wrapped his arms around me. Evidently he'd been thinking along the same lines!
The bear-hug quickly developed into a grope as his hands began to roam, sending little shivers down my spine as I felt them slide sensuously over me through the thin material of the dress.
"This dress is great," he said huskily, "I can feel your every contour."
"Wait until you see what else I've been buying!" I joked, soaking up the magical sensations.
Then his hands paused as one began to trace the shape of a suspender as it ran over my back-side and down my leg. It clearly took him by surprise, but very much in a good way!
"Wow, suspenders and stockings! Where've you been ...Victoria's Secrets?" he whispered hopefully.
"Mmmmm ...Oh Jesus!!" I responded as his hands slid up my side, then wrapped themselves possessively over my twin orbs. I was already breathing heavily, but suddenly let out a long sigh as he started to caress and massage my breasts through my thin, flimsy bra. I could almost feel my nipples bursting to get out!
"Mmmmm ...still a good palm full!" he murmured happily into my ear as I leaned back into him, my hand reaching back to run through his wiry hair.
