At The Villa Ch 28
ATHINA
(Athina's adventures on her first trip out of her small island continued to torment Sam. She wanted love in her own way; until I hope you enjoy it.)
Sam wondered; "Who came to disturb him when he heard the unexpected knock on the door." He walked slowly away from the bathroom where he had just finished enjoying a cool shower; precisely before he was getting ready to get on the bed to sleep. As he arrived behind the locked door, he turned the knob from the inside and the door opened, just slightly. It was then that he noticed; who was there waiting. He was shocked. In person there was none other than Athina herself. She was clad in just the white hotel housecoat which, to Sam meant more than he had ever dreamed.
'Is there a problem, sweetie?' Sam asked.
'Yes... there is; maybe even more than one... dad...' She moved as close as she could towards him, very close... maybe even too close. It was then; when she looked straight into his eyes. It was the first time she had ever done so, looking directly in somebody else's eyes. Sam felt a shock; a shock he had never felt the like of it before. No woman had ever done that to him from the day he entered Thessaloniki's university. That look did not only penetrate his eyes, but also changed the diversion of his brain. His manhood jumped underneath the towel, which was the only piece of cloth that was covering his intimate parts.
'May I come in; my dear Saamm?' She asked while emphasizing the word "Sam". Sam noticed the way she pronounced his name. His heart nearly stopped as he wondered; "were did the word 'dad'; had gone". He was perplexed. What is she after? Why did she come to his room? Is she tempting him? What is the difference between Athina and his biological daughter? Too many questions he had asked himself.
He looked around him and wondered how Athina managed to slip into his room, nearly unnoticed; without even asking for his permission. Not only that, he watched her, as she walked around his room very slowly, while evaluating every detail that was there. It was pretty much the same, as the one in which she was occupying. The only difference was that Sam was accommodated in a room with a double bed while she occupied one with two single beds. She wondered what the reason was. Was he expecting some company? "Whatever, the very worst he can do was to throw me out; but I don't think he will do that." She said to herself. His manhood immediately jumped to attention, as she got again too close. Maybe he really enjoyed what she felt.
She never, at any particular point did she change her eyes attention. She held them there, focused on Sam's face and directly straight on his eyes; even though at some point, he tried to divert his point of direction. Every time his eyes went back he became hurt, as no woman had ever controlled him. This special occasion was the first time that he was about to loose control, of a woman. More questions passed through his brains, but he ended with no answers.
Athina did not think badly of him, because he had a room with a double bed. She just watched him moving away from the closed door... with just a towel around his waist. It was just big enough to cover from the waist down to his knees. Athina watched him moving while she wondered; if he was not wearing any underwear.
'May I ask... why have you decided to come down here? Was it to eavesdrop on me?' Sam asked.
'Sure; you have every right to ask! Why not: dad? But... If I knew you had a woman with you I could not have interrupted... But I knew you were alone.' She asked, while she continued walking, until she got as too close to him as much as she wanted, maybe even more than she wanted.
She again looked directly into his eyes. Sam was not sure he liked the way she focused her eyes too close on his. The way she was looking at him was much different than the way she treated him, since he undertook the mission to protect her... as a surrogate father.
"Is she not... the same Athina he knew." He thought asking himself.
She continued walking towards the double bed. Sam wondered. "What was her unexpected mission, inside the walls of his room?"
When she checked it for comfort by pressing the middle of the mattress... 'It's a very comfortable bed, Sam?' She whispered while she continued moving around the room, very elegantly and exclusively sexy.
When she was far enough from where he was standing, watching her, he felt the tension of his uncontrollable hard cock pressing against the towel. He stopped, his eyes moving up and down while devouring her beauty. He did not stop looking at her body; the whole view of her fascinating sexy body, even though it was still clad within her housecoat. To make things worst she turned her back towards him, while letting him enjoy that perfectly shaped part of her body.
With his eyes watching her, his brain was working in overdrive, especially when she started to take off her housecoat. He watched... his manhood pushing the towel upwards; as quick it had became harder than steal. His desire to devour her virgin sexy body; was increasing. She looked sexy. His blood was boiling. Dirty ideas were filling his brain. The yearning to fuck her was getting stronger and stronger.
At that point she let the housecoat to fall on its own; becoming a heap around her legs. She let him enjoy her exquisite behind as she moved slowly while trying to provoke him. She showed no regret for what she was doing. She felt powerful, hot, sexy, and above all, she wanted him to love her, to be her's and her's only.
Sam was watching. By right he thought. "Beautiful women are always worth looking at; maybe they even show themselves to be desired." Sam wanted her more than he ever wanted the sexiest woman that ever came his way.
That night she was more than desirable, she was stunning. Her green emerald eyes were focused, even penetrating within his body. When she came down from her room earlier on, his cock had made an immediate impact.
That last look was more intriguing. His cock pushed the towel upwards, exposing what was automatically happening behind the scenes. Watching what was going on she became very excited. She felt extra liquids flowing out from within her virgin vagina, slipping slowly against the skin of her tights. She watched as his cock seemed to move up against his stomach, the head slightly peeping above the towel. "It must be too hard to lift his towel, at the front." Athina thought.
She continued to walk back towards him. One step after another she moved her ass from right to left. Seductively she turned slowly trying to give Sam a view of her bare arse, with just a string crossing over her rosebud, was the only item slightly seen. The peach coloured see through nightie which only covered half way partly over her bums, was the same colour as her G-String.
When she was half way between Sam and the bed, she made a180 degrees pirouette, giving him a good view of her fantastic bums, those perfectly shaped legs and not to forget the gap between them. Her pussy was barely covered within that little triangle.
Sam's eyes had seen too many beautiful women, from teens to older; but Athina at that moment; she looked to be the most beautiful. His eyes were focused on her emeralds. He wanted her; he desired her. She was one of the most beautiful ladies he knew he could ever have.
Athina was teasing him, tormenting him. Being tormented was something he never accepted, but he enjoyed her charade as much as Athina loved acting it. She got closer, their eyes were too close, their lips were about to touch. The heat was growing, while the tension was at the highest level. Athina's eyes were sharp. "They hurt." Sam thought. Their lips touched, while her tongue made a whorish move between his slightly open lips. His cock was jumpy, ready to explode. He could not control himself. He pulled his PC muscle a few quick times, before he managed to avoid; being humiliated.
Athina's lips pressed harder against his. Her body was too close. Her bare nipples pressed hard against his chest. They were as hard as steel; pressing into his body. With her left hand around his neck she held him tight. As the kiss lingered on, she moved the free hand downwards and grabbed his hard cock. At that moment she pulled his towel off, exposing everything.
As their lips slightly separated, she started to talk. 'Dad, it feels so big... Wowww. Maybe one day I will be in a position to let you use it; but only for a good cause... maybe we can make complete love.' She stressed the world LOVE.
Sam was shocked. What did she want to say, or explain? Why sometimes she was using 'Dad' and at other times 'Sam'? HE ASKED HIMSELF.
Sam did not ask. She looked back directly into his eyes. 'Dad maybe one day we can make real love, but not yet. You are not yet ready. But there is an eighty per cent possibility that you will change. Maybe; now you will not understand; but you may do so later, in the months to come.'
'Sorry sweetie, I don't think, I understand? What you are trying to explain, in a few simple words?' Sam asked.