Emmanuelle Returns

It had been three...no four months. A night I could not forget, but I had to concede now, that there would probably never be a repeat, or - and this seemed just as likely, - that it'd had all been some kind of dream.

So it was a very pleasant surprise when I checked into the hotel for another monthly work conference...

'Mr Kane, there's a message been left for you,' the concierge said as he handed me my key card.

From under the counter, he retrieved a plain, white, business envelope, which he passed to me, before seeing to another customer. My name was written on the front in the neat, small handwriting I recognised. Inside was a single note in that same handwriting. I felt both anticipation and hope.

'Neuk me. Room 317. Emmanuelle x' it said.

My heart started racing. 'Emmanuelle' was Anna, a beautiful Dutch woman in her early forties, who came to the city every few months - also for work reasons - and who, the last time she'd been here, had persuaded me to come to her hotel room, having just met me. She had caught me staring at her in the bar, and we'd got talking, because I'd noticed she looked a lot like the seventies film star, Sylvia Kristel. She, of the'Emmanuelle' film franchise - hence the nickname. After talking and flirting, we'd gone upstairs. We had then fucked each other senseless all night.

The next day, we had gone our separate ways, not even exchanging phone numbers - both of us being married. It had just been a one-off thing. An exquisite one-off thing, of course, but a one-off never the less.

And I hadn't been able to stop thinking about her, or that night ever since. But, my monthly conferences had come and gone and I'd been starting to think I'd never see her again. Now, there was this note. 'Emmanuelle' was back.

I raced to the lift, clutching my hold-all and following an agonisingly slow journey upwards, pretty much chucked the bag into my room on the second floor. I then used the stairs run up to the third. When I got to the landing, I stopped. I needed to catch my breath, because I knew showing up at her door, hyperventilating was not a good look. Besides, she might just want to say a quick hello.

Although of course the note said 'Neuk me'. 'Neuk' is Dutch for 'fuck'.

All this makes it sound like our experience together was a sleazy quickie. It wasn't. it'd been slow and sensuous. A seduction. Although who had seduced who was up for debate.

Having got myself together, I walked calmly down the corridor to room 317 and knocked quietly.

I could hear two muffled female voices inside, although not what was being said, when the door opened. And she stood before me. She was as beautiful as before. Of course she was. Slim and dark-haired...large brown eyes you could dive into... perfect, petite, but full breasts, a tight and round arse, slender shapely legs. As soon as she saw me her eyes widened with happiness, as she beamed that intoxicating smile. She was dressed a little more formally than when I'd first met her, white blouse, black jacket, black skirt and high heels...plainly she'd just come from a business meeting. Just seeing her again made me want to gather her in my arms and kiss her deeply... and then probably drag her to the bed, but before I could do anything, she put a hand on my chest and held her finger to her lips. Then she spoke deliberately loudly as if for someone else's benefit.

'Ah. Peter. Good to see you, come in, come in.'

She opened the door so that I could walk past her into the room. There, sitting on an armchair in the corner, looking intensely at a laptop in front of her, was a long blonde-haired woman. She was definitely to my. mind, nordic looking. Slim, but athletic with broad shoulders,. She was wearing a business suit, but the jacket was tight enough for me to see she was full breasted. I noticed she didn't seem to have any form of garment underneath it and I could just make out the curved line of a perfect cleavage. Very attractive, but very much a contrast to Anna's dark appearance and petite elegance.

'Kaija, this is Peter. Pete.'

Kaija looked up and smiled slightly.

'How do you do...Pete,' she said, formally...was the accent Swedish? Danish?, 'Anna has told me much about you.'

I wondered what there was to tell. Actually I knew there was plenty...it just wasn't the stuff of small talk.

I looked at Anna questioningly and she quickly said, 'Kaija is a colleague. We see each other at meetings every so often. I told her we have had very intense conversations, you and I.'

'Intense is the word,' I said, wryly, before turning back to Kaija, 'So... you're from Holland too?'

'No, Finland,' she corrected me, 'I am a Finn. Finnish, yes?'

'Your English is very good.'

'Thank you...' she looked over at Anna, indicating the lap top, 'I believe we are all finished for the presentation tomorrow.'

'Good,' said Anna and to me, she said, 'I thought perhaps we could all go for a drink, first?'

'Sounds lovely,' I said.

'First?', I wondered to myself, before what exactly?

'In which case I must just use the toilet,' said Kaija as she put the lap top down on the table and stood - so that I realised how very tall she was - before heading into the bathroom.

When I heard the door close, I turned to Anna and was about to ask a few questions, but before I could, she threw her arms around my shoulders and pulled me into a very deep and passionate kiss. Her tongue poked into my mouth and I found it colliding deliciously with mine. I breathed in her natural scent and could feel myself getting aroused, before she just as suddenly broke off, breathless.

She looked at me intently.

'We must seduce her, yes?'

I was taken aback.

'We-...what?'

'Kaija. She is bisexual. She finds me attractive. She has said so on many occasions. I know she will find you attractive too. So we must seduce her. It is our mission, yes?'

'And... and I guess that makes you...bi sexual as well?' I asked, a little flustered.

'Of course,' she said hurriedly, 'I am Dutch. We-...'

She stopped herself. I think she realised this was a pretty big generalisation.

'I am open to all sorts of experimentation,' she corrected herself.

Before I could reply, we heard the toilet flush and the sink taps start to run.

'Anna, much as the idea appeals to me...we can't just-'

'Oh we can, I think.'

The bathroom door was opening, we split apart immediately like two guilty teenagers and tried to look as casual as possible. I expect we failed because Kaija looked a little puzzled.

'So...we go?' She asked, innocently 'for...kolmikko, yes?'

This was plainly Finnish and I asked what it meant.

'Oh. Of course. Three of us,' Kaija said,

'Threesome,' corrected Anna, 'in English.'

'Threesome. Of course,' said Kaija.

She meant for drinks.

* * *

We were in the hotel bar. Kaija and Anna were seated opposite me at a table and there was a bottle of white wine chilling between us. It was the second one of the evening. The conversation had been a little awkward at first - obviously I had just met Kaija and although you could say Anna and I knew each other well, it was mainly in a very specific sense. Not the kind of thing you can be anecdotal about in a social situation. It's true she and I had spent a lot of time talking during our previous encounter, but not as much as we had indulging in each other physically. I had to admit to myself I'd been a little disappointed to find that Anna was not alone when I'd first arrived at her room. I'd wanted her so badly. I'd spent the last few months imagining us reuniting. Me pulling her clothes off, stroking her, kissing her, touching her and then then us fucking each other, passionately for as long as we could.

Still, the idea of seducing Kaija intrigued me. The thought of all three of us together... well, I'd never been in that kind of situation before, ever. I'm not, I admit, very experienced. My liaison with Anna all those months ago, had been very much out of my comfort zone, so the idea of a threesome...well, it was new, if tantalising territory. I wondered if it would really happen. Especially because, although Anna was keen, Kaija hadn't even been broached with the proposition yet.

But now, on the second bottle of wine, we were more relaxed, enjoying each other's company.

I looked at the women opposite me. They were both extraordinarily sexy, but in very different ways. Anna gave off an air of sophistication. She was stylish in dress and manner. She was worldly. Physically sleek and elegant. She kept her slim legs crossed when seated, always sat up straight. She stroked the stem of her wine glass with long fingers as she spoke. Actually she almost caressed it. I tried to stave off memories of her doing the same with my cock. Catlike, Anna seemed to keep a cool distance, smiling when something amused her, but rarely laughing out loud. This was slightly different to last time - when she seemed to giggle quite a lot. I suspected that this was part of her plan to seduce Kaija. To be aloof and alluring.

Kaija, on the other hand, was an innocent. Despite her powerful nordic, almost viking shield-maiden looks and stature, she seemed a little nervous, even afraid. She also seemed permanently puzzled, looking towards me intently, her hands cradling her face with her elbows on the table. A quizzical look - as if I could explain everything she didn't understand. Now that she was seated opposite me, I was able to see more of that expansive chest. I still wasn't sure if there was a bra on under the jacket she was wearing and thus, I got a great view of her magnificent cleavage. I wondered to myself if I really would find out what it was like to caress and kiss those two wonderful orbs. The thought was making my heart race a little and causing my cock to twitch. Her face was bright eyed and beautiful, a full mouth and a small upturned button nose.

'So' I asked Kaija, 'do you swim?'

Again she looked puzzled.

'Yes. A great deal. How did you know?'

Anna was amused.

'It's your broad shoulders, leifje. You must know this.'

'Liefje,' I think is Dutch for 'darling'.

'Oh ja. My shoulders. Of course. Yes. I like to swim in the wild. In the rivers and lakes, yes?'

'In Finland?' Anna asked, 'a little cold, perhaps? You must use a wetsuit.'

'Cold? No. Invigorating,' she replied, ' and no wetsuit. I like to swim naked yes?'

The thought if this woman, swimming naked, really appealed to me. She asked me if I swam too and I replied that I did and that I also was fond of skinny-dipping. Although mainly in the sea.

'I'll bet you are good at swimming,' Anna said, almost dreamily, 'and naked too. That's not very English.'

'I like the feel of being naked in open water,' I said, 'it's wonderful. Sensuous. There's nothing to compare.'

Both women seemed to sit back a little and take this in. I noticed Kaija crossed her legs.

I took a moment to pour each of us another glass of wine. There was a silence... perhaps what might be described as a pregnant pause.

'So how do you two know each other?' Kaija asked, innocently.

Anna gave me a wry look and then turned to her.

'We met for the first time a few months ago. This is only our second meeting.'

'Oh,' Kaija was surprised, 'I assumed you were old friends'

'We...' I thought about how to phrase what I was about to say next, 'we got to know each other... quite quickly.'

Once again, Anna gave me a wry smile. Seeing this, Kaija seemed to click.

'Oh. Oh I see.'

She didn't smile. She was silent. I thought perhaps we might have offended her.

'He thought I looked like Sylvia Kristel,' continued Anna, apparently oblivious.

'The actress. 'Emmanuelle'?' said Kaija, almost forlornly, 'I remember the film vaguely. It is often shown on late night cable TV. It is what they used to call soft pornography, I think.'

She was sort of babbling. I realise now, we'd probably made her nervous.

Anna continued.

'Pete and I started talking here - in this very bar - and I think we both...well, the conversation turned to what we wanted. And that turned out to be each other, yes?'

I nodded.

'Well,' said Anna, 'we decided to act upon it. What else were we to do?' She paused. 'It is making me moist, just thinking about it.'

Anna's little gambit - to bring that deliberately sexual element into the conversation didn't seem to have quite landed. If Anna was expecting a reaction, Kaija was unreadable. She was looking at me intently. I still wasn't sure what she was thinking. Had she started to suspect Anna's little scheme for all three of us? Would she know that this conversation was part of an attempted seduction? I could see what Anna was doing. Exactly what she did last time with me. She was hoping to turn Kaija on by talking about how aroused she was. Letting out the details of an intimate moment that would make Kaija part of the intimacy.

Another pregnant pause.

'Was it good?' Kaija asked, suddenly. She was asking Anna, but she was still looking at me.

'You two. Together,' she said, as if for clarification, 'Was it good?'

Grinning, Anna put her hand on my arm and stroked it sensuously.

'It was very, very good.'

Then she turned to Kaija.

'I might lend him to you if you like.'

There was a pause, then Kaija answered.

'I might let you.'

And this time her voice was darker, more assured.

Kaija was looking at me intently again, only now with more interest. Was that...lust I could see in her eyes? Certainly it was the beginnings of it. And I have to say it was reciprocated.

I decided to lighten things a little and pretended to be affronted.

'Am I some sort of livestock? Honestly, you women - we men are just objects to you.'

There was a brief pause and then they both burst out laughing. And then, when the laughter subsided, Kaija said, 'actually I have a fantasy about that.'

It was a step forward into new territory and all three of us knew it.

'Oh.... A fantasy?' Anna purred, 'you must tell us.'

Kaija seemed to go a little red, but she ploughed on.

'I have the choice of three naked men, yes? I am in the forest, and I have just emerged from a pool...a pond. I am naked too and they are wild, these naked men...feral you know?...like deer...in the fantasy I am stalking them, like prey. They come from the forrest and stand in front of me, waiting to flee. I must choose one, because the others may run but...' and here she really did get embarrassed, blushing heavily and her words came tumbling out at speed, 'but in the end I have all three, one after the other, one on top, one underneath and one from behind and I am very excited yes?... I cannot believe I have told you that,' she gushed, 'I don't know what made me.'

She stopped, then she said, 'I suppose you two shared something with me. Something of your history. Something intimate. I thought I should share something with you also.'

Now she really was blushing properly. She picked up her glass and took a big gulp of wine.

I have to admit I was more than a little turned on. She hadn't taken her gaze off me. Maybe she was imagining what it would be like with me. I was certainly imagining what it might be like with her. And the thought of her and Anna. Naked. Being in the same room with both of them, all of us naked, touching, caressing, kissing...

'You must not be embarrassed,' Anna told her, 'this is why we are here.'

'It... it is?' Kaija was back to being puzzled, 'am I...are you?...' she fought for the word, '..viettely... are you seducing me?'

I could see Anna slipping her hand on Kaija's thigh. She let her fingers glide along it, stroking the fabric of her skirt.

'I know you want me,' said Anna quietly, ' you told me so, when we last met...'

'Oh I was drunk. I should not have said so...'

'It's alright,' Anna said, soothingly, ' because...well, I feel the same. Pete feels the same too, don't you, Pete?'

I nodded.

'Very much so, Kaija.'

Kaija looked at me and smiled properly for - I think - the first time, that evening.

'You find me attractive?'

'Of course, I said.'

'Hmm,' she seemed to be considering,'so...what do we do next?'

Anna decided to take charge.

'I have an idea. Here...' she poured out the last drops of wine into each of our glasses, 'finish up and then we go to my room. Don't let the waiter take this,' she added, indicating the empty bottle, 'we are going to need it.'

******

The journey to the room together was electric, filled with sexual tension. As we travelled in the lift, none of us said a word. Kaija was, if anything, stoney faced, Anna carrying the empty wine bottle was grinning like the cat that had the cream. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and thought I looked a bit like a rabbit caught in the headlights. I don't think I really believed that this was happening.

We arrived at Anna's room. She produced her keycard and we all trooped in behind her in silence. Once in, we stood together at the end of the bed. I was thinking and I suspect, Kaija was also thinking, 'what happens now?' But Anna was in control. Anna was always in control.

'So now we play a little game. It's called 'Spin The Bottle'. Come come. Let us make ourselves comfortable.'

About half an hour later, we were all seated cross legged on the floor, facing each other. We were in various states of undress and intoxication. And thus quite giggly. Anna, it turned out had a bottle of Schnapps for us to share.

The rules were thus:

The empty wine bottle from before was spun on the floor between us and then, when it stopped spinning, whoever it pointed to was given the choice of 'truth' or 'forfeit'. By and large 'forfeit' meant removing an item of clothing. 'Truth' meant answering any question asked. Once this was done, that person had to down a shot of the schnapps. I was down to my teeshirt and trousers. Anna had managed to lose shoes, skirt, jacket and tights, so was sitting in just her panties and blouse. Her shapely legs, very much on display. Kaija had only taken off her skirt and shoes and was sitting in panties with her suit jacket on. I was dying to see what, if anything, was underneath it.

We were all, after the two bottles of wine and the shots, a little tipsy.

It was hot in the room - Anna had put the thermostat right up. I'm pretty sure it was to encourage disrobing. The bottle had just stopped spinning and was pointing at Kaija for the second time in a row.

'Okay, I'm not doing another forfeit,' she said firmly, disappointing both myself and Anna - she wanted to see what was (or wasn't) underneath the jacket too - ' so,it's truth.'

'What's your favourite sexual position?' I asked.

'Oooh,' said Anna, appreciatively, 'nice.'

'Oh, okay,' said Kaija, thoughtfully, 'with a man or a woman?'

'Let's start with a man,' said Anna, glancing towards me,'for instance, how would you like Pete to fuck you?'

'Well,' Kaija said, looking me up and down, 'hmm. In Pete's case...hmm I think I'd like him to be on top...only with my legs on his shoulders, yes? That way there's you know, bouncing and...momentum? And I can look into his eyes...'

She broke off giggling, before downing a shot, then reaching forward to spin the bottle once more, only to have it point at her again. She cried out in protest as Anna laughed, loudly.

'Forfeit! You have to do a forfeit!'

'No!' She protested. And she hugged the jacket around her.

'Come on...' said Anna, imploringly.

'Fine.' Kaija pouted grumpily, but relented.

She slowly undid the three buttons at the front and slipped the jacket off her shoulders. At last, I thought.

I had been right. Nothing underneath. Her long blonde hair cascading down to her bare, white shoulders. Her breasts were beautiful. Large, round and firm. She had large pale nipples with big aureolas. I noted he contrast between her and Anna's small red-brown nipples I'd seen last time. Kaija leaned back on her hands and stretched her neck, rolling her head from side to side with her eyes closed. She looked graceful, sensuous.