The following day, Aaron woke early, apologising that he had to get on-site before 7:30 a.m. He said he'd drive down that evening, but Veronique told him to stay on-site for a couple of days, as she wanted to go home and talk with her parents and sort out clothes before moving in permanently.
After Aaron had left, she got up and showered, then dressed for her appointment at 10:00. She had a couple of hours to kill, so after having a good nosey around his house, she made herself a coffee and sat on the balcony overlooking the harbour. It was a beautiful morning, with a clear sky and already 21 degrees. She expected she would be nervous before her university appointment but found she wasn't at all concerned. She had convinced herself that what would be would be.
At 9:45, Veronique arrived at her interview, and five minutes later, she was sitting in front of two learned-looking men. Still feeling calm, she answered everything they threw at her for the next forty minutes. The senior of the two finally told her she was accepted, and they were going to include her in an undergraduate programme in medical and health sciences starting the following Monday. They gave her a list of books and materials she would need to purchase and told her which books she should read before she started.
Veronique was at a loss when she left the building. She was elated and wanted to talk to a friend. Catching the bus home was an option, but she knew neither of her parents would be there. All her other friends would be working, so she called Aaron and gave him the news. He asked her if she had called Ryker to tell him her news.
"No, I called you first."
"Well, I'm over the moon for you. Shall I come down and take you to dinner tonight?"
"No, I've already texted Mum to say I'll be home tonight. So catch up on your work, and I'll see you Thursday."
She hung up and called Ryker. He was ecstatic with the news and told her to meet him out on Symonds St, as he was only five minutes away and would come and get her, so she moved out to the road and stood waiting for him to arrive. When his flashy black Porsche Cayenne pulled in alongside her, she was conscious of how out of place it was amongst the students milling around. Everyone seemed to be staring at her, and she breathed a sigh of relief when they pulled away into the traffic.
Ryker reached out and squeezed her knee, "You little beauty. I knew they'd like you. Let's go have a coffee; then I have a surprise."
He drove to Mt Eden shops, telling her his office was nearby. Then, parking by a chic coffee bar, he helped her from the car. She noticed the pedestrians stopping and eyeing them up. They made a handsome couple. Ryker's dark, sensuous Romani looks, and Neque's petite, tanned body stood out in the crowd of people passing.
Over coffee, it came out that Nique needed books for the course, so Ryker drove her down to the university bookshop, and even though she complained bitterly, he paid for everything she needed. From there, they drove up to his office in Grafton, where he said he needed to make a call.
His office was modern, a free-standing three-story building with a parking garage on the ground floor. He introduced Nique to his five staff; all were seated at their workstations on the second level, and then they ascended the stairs to the third level, where his office was situated. Alterations were being undertaken on this level, and Nique remembered Aaron telling her that this was where he used to have an apartment. Ryker informed Nique that there were plans for up to four more staff to work there. She gazed out the huge windows at the view of the Auckland Domain as Ryker made a phone call. Then he interrupted her musings, "I've found you a car, and we can look at it now."
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As they drove towards Remuera, Ryker informed her that the car belonged to a family friend whose mother was being moved to a rest home because of her oncoming dementia. Ten minutes later, they pulled into the drive of a very stately old house, and a gentleman in his sixties approached.
She had been expecting the son to be Ryker's age and realised the old lady must be nearly in her nineties. The son led them around the back to a navy blue 2015 Toyota RAV4. It was the top-of-the-line model with all the extras and only had 22,000 K's on the clock. Suffice it to say it was in pristine condition. Ryker wouldn't tell her what he paid for it, just that he had gotten it at mate's rates, and twenty minutes after they had arrived, Veronique was driving home in her new car with a bag of books for her studies on the passenger seat.
That evening, she discussed the course with her parents and was happy that they were over the moon about her going to study psychology. Her Dad was very impressed with the new car. He looked at the log book and told her that it had been well maintained and that she had gotten a little beauty. But her Dad was very suspicious of Ryker's intentions, quizzing her about what she had to do to get the car. It took some convincing before he accepted that there were no strings attached.
Aaron called the next couple of nights, and they spoke for hours. Then, on Thursday morning, she was studying a book I had to finish before the following Monday when the phone rang. It was Ryker to say we wouldn't be taking her car to the Barrier. "I've just gotten off the phone with Sacha. She has her Grandmother's table and chairs that she wants to bring back. So I'm going to have to hire a van."
Veronique drove to Aaron's that evening and cooked dinner. He arrived home at 6:30, and they were in bed before 9:00 and making love minutes later. The following day was an early start. They had to be at the ferry terminal at Half Moon Bay before 7:00 a.m. Ryker was already there in a Ford Transit van.
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The vehicular ferry motored into Tryphena Harbour just after Noon, the trip over having taken four and a half hours. Sacha and Tony were waiting on the pier next to the boat ramp. Sacha stood before Tony's van, bouncing from foot to foot. She looked gorgeous, dressed in jean shorts with a white sleeveless crop top. Her blond hair blew in the breeze, and the area of bare skin above her shorts had most of the males on the ferry glancing her way.
Tony took off back to work once he had said his hellos. Sacha climbed into the van with Ryker and Aaron, and I followed them to the house. Valerie was waiting for us out front; Tony must have called that we were on our way. She had Ava on her hip, informing Ryker that Nicholas was still at school. Ryker approached Valerie and gave her a quick hug before dragging Sacha through the door of the downstairs bedsit.
Aaron and I followed Valerie up the steps onto the deck and inside, where she had laid the table for lunch. She quickly walked over to the stairs and closed the door as amorous sounds were already resonating from below.
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Sacha was in Ryker's arms the second he closed the door. Ryker's hands slid down her body and under her skirt, cupping her ass.
"God, I've missed you; I've hardly been able to sleep; I was so horny."
"Did you masturbate?" Ryker asked.
Sacha lowered her eyes and looked embarrassed, "Yes, several times."
"Good, I want to watch you doing that soon."
He leaned in, locked tongues, and lifted her to the bed. Sacha wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms over his shoulders, and dragged him down on her. Ryker broke free of her, ripped her skirt and panties down and pulled her top over her head. He went to mount her, but she cried out that she wanted him naked. And so, as she attacked his jeans, he pulled his shirt off and kicked his jeans and boxers away.
Both now naked, Ryker bent down and kissed her again. Then, grabbing Sacha's hips, he flipped her around to straddle his lap. Sacha emitted a surprised yelp at the ease with which he manipulated her. Then she reached down, gripped his cock, and placed it at the entrance of her pussy. Then, looking him in the eye, she slid down onto it, feeling his thick head spread her as his shaft sank between her labia.
They found each other's lips again and kissed like she had never kissed before. Ryker's hands found her hips and guided her up and down on his long cock. Sacha complied; she bounced her hips, using him for her pleasure. Breaking their kiss, she leant back, moving her hands behind on top of his knees. Her tits stood proud from her chest, and she pushed them into his face. Ryker quickly took one of her globes into his mouth and teased her nipple. Letting out a moan, she rode his cock like one of the mechanical bulls she'd seen on TV. Ryker reached a hand up to her shoulder to keep her from slipping away and yelled, "Fuck, Sacha. Hurry up and cum; I'm about to explode."
His words made Sacha go crazy; she fucking herself up and down on him, desperately wanting to cum.
It was not long before Ryker came. He sat rigid, his cock still deep inside her, as she brought herself off with several violent jerks of her hips.
As her orgasm subsided, she fell back, squealing and laughing.
"Roll over. I wanna see your ass," Ryker instructed.
Sacha immediately rolled onto her hands and knees, all modesty from the week before long forgotten.
"Shuffle back," he told her, and grabbing her ankles, he pulled her back until she was kneeling at the edge of the bed. Standing behind her, Ryker rubbed his semi-hard phallus along her slit. She felt him stroking it, attempting to get it hard again.
"Ohh, you little slut. I want you again," he growled and suddenly slapped Sacha's ass hard.
The sound and the pain in her bum were intense. But it awoke a desire in her that she'd never felt before. He'd called her a slut, and far from being offended, she found it increased her appetite immensely.
"Yes, oh fuck, smack me again," she growled, pushing back on his expanding cock.
She rocked back and forth on her knees as he smacked her again, feeling his shaft slowly coming back to life and slipping inside her. He grabbed her hips and began to pull her back as he pushed forward faster, then faster. Then, like a wild animal, he yelled, "I'm gonna cum again. Shall I stop and wait for you?"
