Chpater 5: Final Solution
Ron stood under the cold water, allowing its rejuvenation of his abused body. Images of the conniving, thoughtful preplanning Toni had conceived thoroughly impressed him. Distractions, inclusive of one voluptuous scantily bikini clad body, southern belle performance, along with the preoccupation of earlier events, vainly he attempted reasoning away explanations for losing out to the gorgeous, intelligent woman.
His head lifted, allowing the water to wash away his embarrassment at having fallen prey to a seduction more powerful than his own; he schemed for an equally creative revenge.
Reveling over Toni's attentiveness to details, Ron shook his head, smiling over the vivid images parading amid his mind. Trapping his hands beneath her thighs and ass when performing her assertive innocence on the jet, initiating one incredible limousine ride, unforgettable in content, an oral pleasuring whose intensity lingered still with euphoric results, all were impulsive yet impressive executions, using both her extremely capable assets and brilliant detail orientated mind. Her most recent successful escape enhanced by strategically entrapping his feet using his boxers and jeans to entangle him temporarily before performing the numbing oral ravishing she'd just completed, exhibited just how complicated yet resourceful his competition was.
Searching franticly for an easier, less humiliating description of his continual mental destruction, the conclusion repeatedly ended with the same results. No doubt about it, she'd set him up, leaving him a victim of her well thought out scheme. Don't sit so smugly, harshly judging his weakening resolve... Let's see you put up a better defense. The ten second count out has begun... Nine, Eight, Seven Six... "Going down?"
Washing his body, hair and face, Ron exited the shower, toweled off and dressed, wearing his typical jean and shirt ensemble. Every detail of his readying experience, brushing his teeth, combing his hair, the application of her favorite cologne continually reminded him that she still possessed the upper hand. Exiting the bathroom to the scene of her latest conquering... or is it better phrased, the scene of his defeat? Desperation spurring him onward, Ron laughed, revealing his inner thoughts.
"You can run, baby, but you can't hide. Just wait..."
Business dealings on hold amid his temporary absence, what better time for catching up than while his favorite woman lounged safely amongst the company of a mutual friend? Recovering his keys, wallet, sunglasses and cell phone, Ron proceeded up the stairs to inform Toni and Stacy of his intended whereabouts.
Toni jumped, startled hearing the door leading to the roof opening unexpectedly. Sitting upright, sunglasses removed, she nervously eyed Ron's large frame, exiting the open doorway, proceeding towards her ill prepared vulnerability. Eyes darting about, surveying a possible means of escaping should the situation warrant such drastic measures, Toni nervously toyed and tugged at her hair while teasing her sunglass frame using her talented tongue. Glancing over at Stacy, returning her attention to Ron, the realization she was trapped stunned her, exhibiting itself amid her expressions of desperation.
Ron moving methodically closer, enjoying having regained the power, if only for the moment, smiled at Toni's uncomfortable display of his sudden, unannounced appearance. Always prepared whether in the boardroom, bedroom or wherever, she hadn't achieved such success, leaving herself open to ill advised attacks. Last Friday night? One thing for certain... it most definitely wouldn't happen again. Temporarily at a loss for means of escape, Toni warned the approaching giant his intentions had better be respectable.
"Ron... Don't even think about it." Nervous apprehension emitting her tone, his sly smile, intrusive size, unannounced intentions, all contributed good measure for being query of the large man. Resorting to her only defenses, wit, intelligence, Stacy's accompaniment, Toni inclusively asked what she and Stacy might do to indulge him. "Can we help you with something?"
"No NO girl... Don't include me in this little mess." Separating her alliance with the stunning woman, Stacy steadily distanced herself from Toni's troubled position. Her sunglasses lowered, allowing her sparkling blue eyes to peer over the top, she looked quickly to Ron before returning an honoree smile to her exasperated friend. "This is your mess. You created it... You find a way out."
"Uh... Thanks a lot. Your some big help." Supposed disgust expressed, rolling her eyes, Toni felt the betrayal of her only friend, leaving her alone and vulnerable. Unsure of Ron's next move, she lay back on her towel, spread her incredible body for his viewing pleasure, smiled, shocking him with a request befitting her wit and intelligence. "Would you mind moving a little to the left? You're blocking the sun making it extremely difficult to tan in such a large shadow."
"Oh man... You're to much,... That's really cold," Ron laughed, shaking his head in the face of such boldness. Should he so desire, picking her up and carrying her off to implement whatever revenge he deemed necessary would be an enviable task and no problem whatsoever. Granting her request, moving to his right, Ron continued their mind game. "How's this? Is there anything else you'd like? How about something to drink, eat, or better yet, a vacation in Hawaii?"
"Um, let's see... No... That'll be all for now." Pressing her luck, banking on Stacy's accompaniment being her saving grace, Toni smiled, turning her head away as if to ignore his existence. Vulnerable or not, her sheer refusal of crumbling under adversity once again changed what seemed an inescapable situation into a victorious triumph.
Head shaking, bested once again, Ron relented control, returning it to the master. Speechless with no reply befitting the present situation, moving on to his original reasons for gracing the two tanning beauties became his immediate quest.
"I need to attend to some important business for a little while. Should you need me or decide to go anywhere, just call me on my cell phone. Please..." Bending down, Ron kissed Toni, gently savoring the delicate softness of her full lips. His tongue seeking entrance between the talented enticers, Toni parted her lips, allowing the intrusive entry, willingly meeting the pleasurable exploration. Oblivious to their surroundings, company, exposed openness, the two kissing passionately, selfishly ignored any distracting factors, attempting discontinuation of their seductive encounter.
"Oh my..." Stacy felt the heat radiating from the passion exhibiting from Toni and Ron's kiss. Embarrassment, frustration, jealousy or quite possibly desire forced the sudden exclamation while fidgeting about in a defensive action. Eyes wide, glancing nervously about, Stacy took a deep breath, closed her baby blues, longing for passionate relief of her own.
Toni, hearing Stacy's sudden exclamation, opened wide her eyes, abruptly ending the embrace, sitting upright on her towel. Her well guarded secretive side exposed to someone she'd never intended finding out, Toni inhaled deeply, fanning herself momentarily.
"Well... Um, ok. Sure." Flustered, unable to think clearly, she glanced nervously at Stacy smiling broadly over her flustered reaction. Quickly returning her attention to Ron, she daintily waived her hand goodbye. "Bye... See you later."
Ron, moving slowly towards the door, stopped suddenly, turned around and addressed the two women. "If you get the time, why don't you find something exciting for us to do this evening? Maybe Stacy will help you..." Turning his attention to Stacy, he inquired. "Do you mind Stacy?"
"No... Not at all. I'd love to." Stacy, though off, knew Toni hadn't any idea of how to decipher the entertainment venues Las Vegas presented. Flipping her hand playfully, as if saying run along, Stacy smiled, ordering his departure. "Go on... Get out of here. I'll take care of everything."
"Thanks Stacy." Nodding his head respectively, acknowledging the capable little blond, he lifted two fingers to his lips, kissed them and presented them towards Toni. "Bye, baby."
Winking, smiling, Ron disappeared through the doorway, leaving the two women to resume their tanning. Toni, flustered over passionate effects lingering from their kiss, Stacy's sudden revelation to her secretive side, replaced her sunglasses, lay back and warned one smiling petite little blond, "Don't you dare say a word."
"Me? I wasn't gonna say anything." Innocently presenting her remark, Stacy giggled, turned over, continuing enjoyment of the unseasonable warmth of the Nevada sun. "Nope... Nothing at all."
***
Five thirty, the sun relinquishing embrace of their golden bodies, Stacy sat abruptly upright, exclaiming her utter disgust at having forgotten to fulfill Ron's request.
"Shit! I'm in big trouble!" Covering her eyes, quite possibly wishing she'd disappear, Stacy informed Toni of her dilemma. "It's getting late, Ron's gonna be back and I haven't set anything up for tonight. He's gonna be really pissed at me."
Hurrying to gather her things, Stacy arose, rushing towards the door. Stopping, remembering Toni was the one she's supposed to help, she rushed back, grabbed her friends arm and tried encouraging her departure. "Come on, girl! Hurry up, lets go!"
Toni amused over the petite blonde's excitement, jumping over her expressed fear of Ron's reprisal, lazily gathered her belongings, unwilling to exhibit the same sort of compliance. Twice before, she'd altered his precious deadlines, resulting in outcomes befitting her expectations. Unwilling to conform now, Toni followed the little blonde attempting to calm her down.
"Stacy! Calm down, girl. He's not gonna do anything." Stacy behind her, pushing and prodding her the entire time towards the door, down the stairs and into their suite, listened disbelievingly to Toni's assuring explanation. "He'll be happy with whatever we choose. He doesn't bite you know... He's just a big puppy dog."
"Un hun... Maybe to you he is, but I've seen him pissed and it's not a pretty sight." Tossing her things onto the couch, Stacy retrieved the latest issue of Las Vegas Nightlife, sat at the table, and began thumbing through the pages. Anxiously she surveyed the various possibilities, inquiring Toni's input of her wishes.
