Author's note: This will be the final chapter of the auditor tales. The story is partly fictional, partly accurate. Francis is real. I have met her in the office and we had a great time whenever we were together. We don't live together after all. I left the company to explore other things. We still have contact. On a regular basis we talk to each other over the phone. Sometimes we discuss the great moments we had and sometimes we both have an orgasm whilst talking over the pleasures of our sexual encounters. The sex we had together, including all the pissing parts, seems to be unreal as we don't experience those things at the moment. Although I had my share later, about I will tell you in another story, the way Francis and I enjoyed the sex, is one of a kind. And I am pleased about that. Thank you reader for the response I have received. Much appreciated. Enjoy this final story. May you ever meet a woman like Francis, be nice to her. She deserves that.
As we drove off from Francis's apartment she told me she was really exited by the prospect to spend a whole week with me. I was exited too. I mean, how many times you have a change to spend five or more days with the most beautiful body in the world. It took only an hour to get to the apartment at the sea. Francis was delighted.
"My goodness, this is a wonderful place. Is it yours? It is so well decorated. You are still full of surprises, Martin."
"Yes, it is mine, but I don't spend much time here. My friend is the estate manager here, and it is rented out for a full year, expect for twice a week during the year. Those weeks I want to have it for myself, whether I am here or not."
"It is really, really nice." Francis walked to the windows and opened the glass doors. She spread her arms and said "I love this place already, come join me here and absorb the splendid view. I can almost touch the sea."
I moved over and stood behind Francis. I took her breasts in my hands, those wonderful tits I have not touched for a long time. I opened her blouse and unhooked her bra. The tits felt down on to her belly. Even from behind looking over her shoulder I was exited. Her nipples were already hard. So was my penis. It was touching her behind and she slowly moved her ass from left to right.
"Can anybody see us, Martin? I maybe do not mind, but I want you for myself and now I don't want anybody to share you with."
"No, nobody can see us here. Don't worry. What ever we do, we do it in private, even if we make love on the terrace."
"Can you show me around, Martin, please? I want to get familiar with this place."
I guided Francis through the apartment. It may seem small, but it is very spacious. The bedroom contained a king size bed and a wardrobe, the living had a large sofa for at least 8 to 10 people to sit on and of course an open fireplace. The bathroom is big. The shower area is so big that a minimum of 4 can shower together and still have enough space. Also a huge bath is there and a toilet of course.
"You are prepared, I see" Francis said when I showed her the bathroom. "Yes, I am, but it has never been used as I had foreseen. Although I don't know what the guests are doing when staying here. You are the first one to baptise this bathroom."
"Let me have a pee then. I want you to watch me. It has been to long. Just watch and realize what you will get the rest of the week."
Francis sat herself down on the toilet and hiked up her skirt. That was the only thing she was wearing anyway. Not even a panty. I heard a hiss, and I kneeled down to see her piss erupting from her hairless cunt. My penis was still erect, and I started to stroke it.
"Oh, I missed that stiff dick, Martin. Keep masturbating. You know I like that. I love you watching me piss. You will drink much of it later. Enjoy what you see, my dirty lover. I have so much to offer you. You will love it."
Finally, her piss stream ended and I stopped stroking my dick. Francis didn't bother to wipe her cunt knowing I would lick her pussy later and enjoying the smell of her piss on her cuntflaps.
We went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. The kitchen has everything you need. The fridge was of course full with fresh food. I opened a cabinet and took out a bottle of white wine. There is another one for the red wine, both on the exact temperature.
Within half an hour we sat on the terrace, enjoying the lunch and the wine. The weather was perfect. Not to warm and certainly not cold. Francis was still naked, except her skirt. She is so nice, lovely, attractive and hot. How many words are there to describe her?
Silently we had our lunch. We both looked at each other and enjoyed what we saw. "Shall we walk alongside the beach, later on?" I asked Francis. "I would love that Martin, but I don't have a bathing suite, so we can't sit on the beach. I don't really like people watching me half naked." "I love to see you half naked or naked or fully clothed. I mean, you look fabulous anyway." "I know you do, but I am fat and seeing all those small women, whit small and perky tits, make me a bit uncomfortable." "Francis, I like, I love your fat. Look at me. When you are around my penis is constantly erect. I am sure other people have that as well." "I do agree, but you are the one I love. You are the one I care for and you are the only one that can lick my pussy so well and drink the fluids I loose."
I poured Francis and myself another glass of wine. When we finished lunch, we just sat at the terrace, smoking, drinking and enjoying the afternoon sun.