This is the third standalone story in the Susan Saga. You don't need to read either Susan Comes Out or Bell but for those who are reading for the first time may I suggest you start with Bell and then move onto Susan Comes Out before concluding with Life After Bell ... Enjoy!
*****
INTRODUCTION
It was our final day at the old holiday home that I came out to Bell explaining that although I was bisexual, I had a leaning towards women because all the men I had known had either betrayed me or had mistreated me. We married eighteen months later and everything about our life was perfect: that is until five and a half years later when we were taking a four-day break at our flagship resort in the tropical north. It was a magnificent five-star resort which was built by her father just two years before the accident that took both Bell's parents from her.
We had been there just two days when Bell announced that she didn't feel too well saying she would spend the day in bed. The following morning she looked terrible and we decided to return home the following morning. After a series of tests, it was revealed that she was eaten up with cancer from her bowel to her chest and was given just three months to live. As usual, she took it in her stride arranging her will and also making funeral arrangements. She then explained to me that she was leaving the company and everything else to me explaining that I would need to take control of the company immediately.
During these very early days, Bell was remarkable and when I returned from the office each day she would listen and give me the advice I so needed at that time. Although she had been given three months, she died just four and a half weeks later.
I was unable to work for the next four weeks and it was when the office phoned telling me that I had to get back otherwise our rural section would have to be sold.
SUSAN LOOKS TOWARDS THE FUTURE
Eighteen months after Bell's funeral I announced that I was taking three weeks off work in order to recoup after the hectic times of my grieving and the changeover when I took full control of her empire. On my second afternoon at my flagship resort in the tropical north, I noticed a small but incredibly beautiful Asian woman approaching the large gazebo beside the swimming pool.
She was tiny being not more than four feet eleven inches with short black hair highlighted with silver streaks and perky breasts which were barely covered by the briefest of bikini. Stepping confidently up to the sun lounge next to mine she introduced herself as Michelle saying that most people called her Mikey. Looking at her lying on the sun lounge opposite me I noticed that although her eyes were certainly Asian in appearance their color was a very pronounced blue and she also possessed an aquiline nose suggesting that she was of mixed parentage.
Not being able to take my eyes off her Mikey told me a bit about herself saying that although her father came from Southern China her mother was from England. She explained that her mother's father was in the foreign service and that while their daughter was on a Mediterranean cruise, she met a Chinese man a year older than herself: the typical shipboard romance began, and they began a very sexy romance. Nine weeks after the cruise the daughter learned she was pregnant and so her Chinese lover proposed. Smiling Mikey explained that she was the girl conceived during the shipboard romance.
Over the next few days, Mikey and I became firm friends and I noticed that she possessed a very strong no-nonsense temperament. Although this type of temperament can be very off-putting with some people yet with Mikey it appeared to make her even more desirable. Over the first few days, Mikey and I had covered a large part of our life story.
I am not sure but maybe it was because of Mikey's dominating character that I found myself explaining about my parents and how I came to meet Bell ... I even told her about Bell's short illness and how I became the owner of her empire. Mikey also revealed a lot of very intimate facts about her life including that although her parents had managed to put her through an Arts Law Degree, they couldn't cover the extra expense of her masters. She explained that she had completed her degree when she was twenty-two and that she was taking this year off in order to save enough to commence her masters next year. Noticing that I was intrigued by how she could afford the lavish luxury of this resort she explained it was a small legacy her grandfather had given her in order she might take a nice holiday on receiving her degree.
On the third evening we took dinner together and over after-dinner drinks in the garden bar I commenced to tell her of my grief after losing Bell. Hearing this she took my hand and began to brush her thumb across my palm: I don't understand the reason, but I found that it calmed me and even my night's sleep was better for it.
As I have already mentioned I was taken by Mikey's raw beauty and during most nights I found myself thinking about her making love with me. At first, I was confused because I had said many times that I could never have another relationship because I would feel as though I were betraying Bell, yet the same thoughts continued. Due to my dreamy dalliances, I found that when in her company I couldn't stop starring at her.
Mikey and I spent almost all of our days together relaxing in the many beautiful areas around the resort with me never taking my longing eyes off her incredible beauty. Often, we would take a covered buggy down to the cove and relax on the warm soft sand which rarely had more than three groups of guests enjoying the water. These days were becoming the best days I had experienced since losing Bell and it wasn't long before we would greet each other with a hug while placing a lite kiss to the cheek.
Although the resort was very relaxing, we found ourselves driving Mikey's car into town which was thirty minutes away. Here we would walk around the fashion shops and stopping to take afternoon tea at a lovely gourmet café we discovered. At this time, we found that our friendship was becoming almost intimate and so our conversation became more revealing. It was during this time that I began to notice Mikey's smile when she caught me starring at her breasts. Although I knew that I found it difficult not to admire her breasts I think if she had asked why I did the embarrassment would have killed me.
One afternoon Mikey found me in my favorite grotto which was formed by a small dingle heavily enclosed with shrubbery which at the time was in flower and the hot afternoon air was filled with the aroma of their perfume and the incessant hum of bees. Greeting me with her usual ... 'Oh Hi my little one' Mikey sat close to me as I turned to gaze once more upon her hypnotic beauty.