Two more years had passed and many things had changed.
David, now Susan's ex-husband, had gone to another university and the head of the statistics department was now Susan herself. In fact, the department name was changed to Department of Mathematics Statistics and Data Analysis, and now offered compulsory courses for students of Computer Science.
Susan had as assistant a brilliant young man with a degree in Computer Science who was pursuing a PhD in Data Science. They did two or three private departmental meetings a week, and I think I'd never seen Susan so happy.
Heidi's post-doc was advanced, and she was an extraordinary assistant. Our department meetings were then always on Mondays. (1)
Marianne had completed her course, Mathematics and Business Management, with distinction, and her father had immediately assigned her the place of vice president of his company. She had accepted, but with conditions, some of which she told me:
- Never do more than a business trip in every two weeks;
- These trips never last longer than two working days, and never include a Wednesday;
- Never be sent as the company's 'frontman' to any negotiation;
- Never be forced to make any unclear business or of doubtful legality.
- Every time her business trips were on Thursday and Friday, and the place where she went was nice, I'd go to meet her for us to spend the weekend together.
In one of the first of those weekends I went to meet her in Hong Kong, which I did not know and was curious to visit. Marianne was housed in a hotel overlooking Victoria Harbour, and had a car with a driver at her disposal. I had booked a flight for Friday, and it was scheduled to arrive at 6 a.m. on Saturday, after sixteen hours of flight. In fact there were delays and the plane only landed in Chek Lap Kok at 7:00 in the morning.
Marianne was waiting for me, and we were driven to the hotel. When I was finally able to throw myself on the bed in the twin bedroom, it was eight and a half a.m. I had travelled in 1st class, but still was a little broken. And hungry. Marianne and I went to look at Victoria Harbour in the morning light from the hotel's balcony, hugged. At 9:00 a.m., we're down for breakfast. And this time I ate more than her.
About 10 a.m. we went out to visit Hong Kong. Marianne chose as first place to visit The Peak. The driver took us to the tram station at Garden Road Admiralty, so we could enjoy the views during the climb to the peak tower station (Peak Tower). Once up there the view over the bay and the city of Victoria is breathtaking. Marianne and I went back down by noon.
I had eaten so much breakfast that I had no desire to have lunch, but still we stopped to buy street food before we returned to the hotel: 'siu mai' or 'shumai' (mass dumplings with stuffing of lamb chopped with onion and ginger) and fried chestnuts.
I needed some rest, and Marianne told me we'd only go out again in the evening to go to the Kowloon peninsula. As soon as we got to the room, we took a quick shower. Since I had arrived Marianne seemed nervous, angry, and I decided to try anything to change her mood.
When we got out of the shower, I held her hand, closed the bathroom door and gently pushed her into the doorway. I pulled my body against hers and kissed her lingeringly. Then I kneeled in front of her and kissed her belly, the navel, and went down to the inside of the thighs. She sighed with pleasure. I put my mouth on her pussy and licked all the length, getting a groan every time I moved my tongue. Then I rotated my tongue around her clitoris for a while. Marianne wouldn't stop moaning now.
I hardened my tongue and rubbed it on her clitoris. Her hip started moving against my mouth rhythmically. I wet a finger in her secretions and shoved it into her vagina, without stopping licking. Her hip moves increased. I shoved another finger and sucked her clitoris until she had an orgasm, pulling my head hard against her little pearl. It was the first time I made Marianne a cunnilingus in her preferred standing position, and I got a terrific bone. She signalled me to get up and licked my lips and my face, wet from her juices.
"My darling, my sweet darling. I really needed that. You always know what I need," she whispered to me. She pushed me slightly and said in a low voice: "Now I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked, my love. Lie back in bed, please."
I caught a condom and laid on the bed as she ordered. Marianne went up to the bed, stood on my hip, flexed her legs and shoved her vagina into my rod. Then she supported her hands on my chest and pushed her legs back until they stood along mine, outside. Then she pulled her legs over my legs, forced me to open them, positioning hers among mine, always with my penis inside her. Simplifying, she had put herself in the traditional male position of the missionary. In this position my phallus was tightened by all the muscles of her pelvic region against her vulva. It was an extraordinary feeling.
Marianne started moving her hip forward and back, with strong but short movements to prevent my penis from coming out, looking me in the eyes intensely. I folded my legs by the knee and sat my feet on the bed, raising my hip to increase the penetration. Some time later she increased the pace of her hip movements and ended up having an orgasm, strong, fast, with a hoarse scream.
"Did you like it?" - she asked, with a little twisted smile.
She was still on me, with her huge and hard nipples in front of my eyes, and I squeezed them between the thumb and the indicator as an answer.
She gave a sharp little shout and said: "I see you're still very daring. I'm gonna have to suck you to the marrow."
Very quickly she pulled from me, descending between my legs until she had my penis in front of her mouth, ripped off my condom and licked me carefully from the balls to the glans.
"I want you to warn me, but only when you're really on the edge to come. Promise me!" she demanded before she put the tip of my rod in her mouth and sucked hard.
I had already been on the brink of a climax twice and it did not take long until I was at the point of no return.
"I'm really almost... AAAH", I yelled when she suddenly swallowed all the length of my penis.
My hip jumped, which should've made her release my phallus, but she was expecting the reaction, and she had cling with all the strength of her two arms to my hip. And I couldn't avoid ejaculating deep inside her throat. Time seemed to have stopped. She pulled out my penis until she got it back in her mouth, sucked, and I had the feeling of having restarted the orgasm. She carefully swallowed all my semen.
"Did you like it?" she asked me again, looking with her satiated cat look.
My naughty girl is back, I thought and smiled.
"It was amazing, Marianne. I didn't know you did that."
"I also thought you didn't do what you did to me earlier," she replied.
"Come on, let's eat," I suggested. "I'm glad we bought all that food earlier."
"Oh yes. I want food," Marianne said, now with her usual careless look. She and I devoured all the 'siu mai' and the fried chestnuts.
Now, with all the appetites satisfied, it was time for me to know what worried her.
"Tell me what's going on," I asked her.
"Oh, it's nothing."
"Marianne, please!"
She got away from the little table where we had been eating, picked up her phone, selected something and showed me.
"Dear young lady,
I'll give you one last chance to do business. I'm even willing to guarantee the exclusive supply of my product to your father's company. But in the condition you give me what I intend of you. My loft is five minutes from your hotel. Tell me you're coming to me and I'll have someone guide you here. Do not miss a good deal because of absurd moralities. I hope your answer urgently, Valera
P.S.: I know you have a man with you now. If you want you can bring him, and I'll ask two of my acquaintances to come in and entertain him."
I looked at date and time. She had received this message that same day by the end of the morning.
"Have you received other messages before this one?" I asked.
She nodded and showed me four fingers. Marianne was being harassed.
"Is Valera a woman or a man?"
"A man of Slavic ancestry," she replied.
"What do you know about the driver who's driving us around?"
"That he is the driver of my father's import/export office here, and that's all," she told me.
"Well, I'll be right back. I'm going down to the reception," I said, getting dressed quickly.
At the reception I asked to speak with the manager. The receptionist checked the room, asked me who I was, and disappeared for a few moments. When he returned, he informed me that the manager was not there, but that the sub-manager would receive me immediately. The sub-manager was a woman. She came to see me at her office door, invited me in and introduced herself.
"Anna, nice to meet you. Is this a business or institutional issue? Or is it a more personal matter?" she asked.
"Michael, nice to meet you, too. It's a personal request," I replied.
She led me to a tea table with three chairs and invited me to sit.
"I was going to have tea. Maybe you want to join me?"
"With pleasure," I replied.
I like this way to receive guests, I thought.
"I know Miss Marianne's father. He's been our client for several years. I hope there was no failure in our service," she said, while she served the tea.
"We are very pleased with your service. As I told you, this is a personal request. I don't know how to say this other way: Marianne is being harassed by a local businessman."
As soon as she heard the word 'harassed' she landed the cup and paid much attention.
I continued: "I have reasons to believe that our movements are being spied by someone at the service of that person. We have scheduled to go to Kowloon tonight and we do not want to be driven by the driver who was made available to Marianne. The hotel will certainly have other exits, and I would like you to call me a taxi for 8:00 in the afternoon, to pick us on one of those exits."
