I had to change planes in Atlanta and had an hour before my flight to Wilmington. I turned my phone on as the plane arrived at the gate. I had voicemail and email notifications so I decided to find a lounge as soon as I could and check the voicemails and emails to see what was waiting for me. I got brave enough to have all of my emails from my "Johns" forwarded to my cell phone but have to remember not to reply from that email account. I noticed a few emails from my potential sex partners there but would need my laptop to reply from my sex website email. As I anxiously awaited my turn to leave my seat on the plane, I couldn't resist reading a couple of them. I had some from Bailey but I was more interested in the ones from Sam, Cory, and Lance that I noticed. Sam, who I just referred to my website, had already emailed me wanting to meet. Cory emailed as promised and was ahead of schedule and ready to meet this week. I didn't get to Lance's email as it was time to leave the plane and find my next gate and a lounge.
My next gate was a little farther away than expected and no lounge in site. So I found a seat at the gate, got out my laptop. While I waited for my laptop to start up, I checked my voicemails.
The first message was from Bailey telling me that the package was delivered to Randall's office as planned before anyone got to the office. There was another one from Bailey warning me that Randall made it to work and she had never seen him so angry.
She said, "Let me know if I need to make a drop at his house on my lunch break. I haven't heard any rumors from any of the other assistants but he is pacing in and out of his office." Randall's office is two doors down from mine. He has always been mad at me anyway because I have a corner office with a fabulous view. Now he has even more to be angry about because I beat him at his own game. I smiled as I thought of the video, the corner office, and beating him out of the Wilmington contract.
The final voicemail was from Randall. He was surprisingly calm as he said, "Good morning, Joanie. I got your package and agree not to reveal your online sex chat room as long as you keep your deal and not release the video. We do need to talk privately when you return. I want to have a drink with you in a public place of my choice." He finished the voicemail with a disturbing statement. "This isn't over yet Joanie." Everything in his voicemail was fine until the last. What did he mean by it not being over yet?
I decided that I would email him now that my laptop was up and ready to go. I logged into the airport wireless network and wrote, "Randall, I got your voicemail. We will talk as you wish when I return from Wilmington. Until then, rest easy and don't work too hard.....Joanie"
Now it was time to log into my sex email and see what Sam, Cory, and Lance had to say. I clicked on Lance's email first. He wrote, "Hey Babe. Can't wait to see you Thursday morning when you pick me up at the airport. I was able to change a few things and would like to stay through Sunday morning. If this is ok, let me know and I will change my flight." As much as I enjoyed Lance, I am afraid this will be too long for just sex. He is very comfortable and exciting to be with sexually which is something I was looking forward to. I have spent so much time texting, emailing, and talking on the phone with him. This seems excessive for a mere one time fuck and walk away plan. Why can't I let him go? Is it because there could be something more between us? I had to see what Cory and Sam's emails said before I could reply to Lance. Besides, that reply needed some thought.
Sam wanted to schedule a Skype session with me so we could get to know each other better. Cory wanted to meet. He said, "Joanie, I will be in Charlotte, NC Wednesday through Friday. Let me know a good night for you and I will come to Wilmington. I would like to spend the night with you. I know we won't get much sleep, but it will be worth it. I look forward to hearing from you." I smiled with the thought of having Cory and Lance back to back. If I scheduled it right, Cory would leave Thursday morning before I had to pick Lance up at the airport. "That could prove to be exciting and dangerous!"
I didn't write Lance, Cory or Sam back. I would need to think about Lance on the next flight. I realized I had some strange experiences lately and Lance was a fun fuck but I wanted to avoid getting attached. Sleeping with him more than once could lead to something but I just don't know if that would be a danger with Lance or if it would be something I could handle. Could I have an ongoing sexual relationship with Lance while continuing with my other one night stands? It was time to shut down my laptop for boarding time and on to Wilmington. I decided it would be best to write them back once I got checked into my beach house.
I made it to the beach house and everything was perfect. It had a fabulous view of the ocean from the deck and a private walkway right to the water. As I looked around, I noticed how private the area was. There were only a couple of people out walking along the beach. It was warm and time to change into some shorts and sit on the deck alone with the sound of the waves and my laptop. I had emails to write and some fabulous sex to line up.
I emailed Cory first and wrote, "Wednesday night will be better for me and yes you can spend the night. However, I have to leave for work the next morning by 9am. If this will work, let me know."
I pressed send and was on to Sam. He just wanted to set up time to Skype so I wrote him back, "Ready to Skype whenever you are. Let me know." I pressed send again and was off to the dreaded Lance email.
I had decided on the plane to Wilmington that the entire weekend might be way too much for a second encounter and that I would use the excuse that my daughter was visiting me for the weekend. Since she goes to school at UNC, it's not a long drive for her after her classes on Friday. That would be sure to get Lance back to Boston Friday evening if I could get him to buy that story. I wrote the email to Lance explaining the situation with my daughter visiting and went for a walk on the beach. As I walked along the beach, I wondered what Lance could possibly have planned for an entire weekend. I thought this was just about sex for him as well. I shrugged off those thoughts and continued my walk. He will email or call me later.
I returned from my walk on the beach and immediately checked my email. I had no replies from my men yet so I decided to call Bailey and let her know about my voicemail from Randall and my reply to him so she wouldn't worry. I put her on speaker phone and talked with her as I unpacked my things and put them away. I found my bikini as I was unpacking and set it aside knowing as soon as I got off the phone with Bailey it was time to get some tanning in on the deck.
I finished the call with Bailey as I finished putting on my bikini. I made my way to the deck with a towel, sunscreen, and a glass of ice water. There were four lounge chairs on the deck. Two were one person loungers and the others were built for two but all of them were cushioned and quite comfortable. I decided to stretch out on a large one. I positioned it facing the sun and reclined it flat then started applying my sunscreen as I noticed some workers at the beach house next door. As quickly as I noticed them, they turned their heads. They were obviously watching me so I decided to give them something to look at as they worked on the siding and widows of the house next door.
I paid them no attention as I continued to slowly spread the sunscreen on my legs then lying flat I continued up to my stomach, cleavage, shoulders and arms. As I laid there on my back with my sunglasses on, I could see them out of the corner of my eye watching every move I made. I reached behind my neck and untied my bikini top and tucked the strings under my breasts. This was going to be a long slow tease as I applied more sunscreen to my breasts exposing more and more. The bikini bottom tied on each side so I reached down and untied them one by one.
I reached for a drink of water and let my exhibitionist side take over. After a long drink of the cold water, I took a piece of ice out and rubbed it on by body cooling me down some but not nearly enough so I untied the back of my top and set it on the deck next to me exposing my breasts in the sunlight. Feeling the eyes of the workers next door, I reached for my sunscreen and rubbed the lotion on my breasts slowly while paying close attention to my nipples. I love being watched so the excitement of this was building. My nipples were erect and my pussy was wet so I raised my butt and removed the already untied bikini bottoms, giving them a nice view of my naked ass as I rolled to my side and reached for my glass of water. Drinking from it, the cold droplets on the outside of the glass dripped down my body exciting me even more. I turned to lie on my stomach and spread my legs a bit, giving them a look at my freshly waxed pussy.
I stretched out on the lounge chair spread eagle. Anyone that happened to get close enough would have a great view of my puss. As they enjoyed the view of my ass for the next ten minutes, it was time to turn over. When I rolled over, I noticed one of the workers coming up the steps to my deck. He was tan, buff and wearing only his jeans. I glanced down his body and saw that he was already sporting a large bulge at his crotch. His sweaty bare chest glistened in the sunlight.
"Well this could be interesting." I thought. I took off my sunglasses and gave him my best cold-hearted bitch look as I reached for my water without taking my eyes off his. I took a sip as he took the last step onto my deck. As I set the water back on the deck, I took a moment to look him over, trying to decide how best to handle him. He was a beautiful man, easily 6 ft tall with a very nicely developed upper body. His arms, chest, and abs told me he had been in construction for quite some time. This initially set off alarms because construction workers don't have the best reputation for being gentlemen. However, when I looked him in the eye again, they had an unexpected softness and innocence in them. When he spoke, he made my decision for me.
"Hello, Ma'am." he said shyly with a somewhat sheepish grin on his face. When he glanced over his shoulder at the rest of the crew, all of whom were watching intently as their buddy approached me, they broke out in laughter.
"To hell with interesting, this is going to be fun." I thought when I saw the embarrassment in his eyes. I glanced past him at the rest of the guys then raised my hand to my face as though to shield my eyes from the sun. I looked him in the eye and winked. The relief on his face made my pussy wetter than it already was. I relaxed and raised my left leg and let it lean a little sideways, opening my pussy to his gaze but hiding it from the crew. I innocently scratched at my nipple and smiled as his eyes widened. I could see the internal struggle going on as he tried to decide where to look, at my nipple or at my pussy. I gave him a second to decide and much to my surprise, he chose my eyes. I knew at that second I was going to fuck him. The only question was whether I'd let those assholes he worked with watch.
