Elise was feeling a little bored. Well, not that that was unusual but usually Jacques had been able to keep her interest alive by bringing home a guest for her to fish, but recently the pickings had been slim. Then she remembered the butterflies.
I suppose the butterflies was a trigger from the butterflies she got in her stomach every time she was given the opportunity to be introduced to a new piece of red meat, be it male or even female. Yes, the time of year was about right and so a trip out to that small lake hidden in the hills near Tai Lam Chung would be a good idea. She tried to go every year and sit with thousands of butterflies around her. It was still early in the day as Lisa was not too well and so she had risen early to get Jacques his breakfast before he left for the office.
Elise did not drive, and so she called Jacques's office for his personal car to come for her. Jacques did not use it himself very often because he liked to walk from his office in the Connaught Centre and take the Peak Tram home, but it was useful transport for his guests, especially from the airport at Kai Tak.
30 minutes later the silver Merc arrived in the driveway, and Elise grabbed her camera and ran down to meet it. When she arrived, she glanced at the driver expecting to see the 5-foot 2 Ah Kwan, the old Chinese driver, who had been with Jacques for years. No! This was a tall, slim young man in a chauffeur's uniform. It turned out later when she asked Jacques that Ah Kwan was off sick and he had hired a driver from a local agency to fill in. Interesting.
The chauffeur was out in a flash as Elise arrived and held the rear door open for her to climb in. She dropped an 'mgoy lei' but the young man looked puzzled and said, "Sorry ma'am, I am Japanese." Very interesting. Her attention had been piqued. Wow. What were the possibilities now? He was probably in his early 30's. Taking a hard look and watching his actions she determined that he must be well toned and muscular, but the soft, thin black beard was what really grabbed her attention: with her detailed experience of men, especially oriental, that thin beard led her on a train of thought leading down past his hairy chest down down until we hit his cock surrounded by a mass of black, straight hair just like her own. Hair on hair. Hopefully a thick amber and hard cock. And a set of balls to slap against her willing cunt. There go the butterflies in her stomach!
She glanced at the driver and realised he was watching her intently in the rear-view mirror. Good. Good start. "OK. Let's go," said Elise "Harbour tunnel, then head for Lion Rock tunnel up Waterloo Road. I will direct you from there." Usually she relied on Ah Kwan for navigation, but she had been on this trip several times and so she was pretty sure she would find the way. But then, with possibilities springing to mind and causing her to leak juice into her underwear, she realised that the butterflies at the pool no longer really mattered. She now had a much more attractive prospect in mind.
Underwear was not normally on the menu. In fact no longer allowed in the house after the near miss with Miguel, but on the street, better be safe especially on a windy day with her short flared skirt.
Elise relaxed. She slipped off her mules and brought up her legs onto the seat and sat across the car with her legs raised at the knees. Her short skirt fell back towards her shapely thighs showing her complete legs and her elasticated boob tube hugged her pendulous boobs which were now in profile.
Elise noted with satisfaction that the driver took many a quick glance in the rear-view mirror even when she knew that there was no traffic behind.
For the next 26 minutes or so, Elise concentrated on giving directions and only had one minor error in selecting the wrong turning, but eventually the pool came into sight nestling between low hills and sure enough the butterflies were there in droves. Elise ran down to the water's edge and perched on a rock taking in the view. The chauffeur took off his uniform jacket and sat on the driver's seat with his feet out.
Elise was smitten and decided she should not delay her plans any longer. Sex was her life. Sex was her mission. Sex was hopefully now on the horizon. All she now needed was to reel it in as see if it wriggled. The place was deserted and it was mid-week so it was not likely there would be any more visitors. She got up and ran back towards the car. The driver was a little surprised at how quickly she had returned but jumped up to open the rear door. Elise signalled to him not to bother as she ran around to the passenger door and let herself in. The driver started to go for his jacket in the back seat but again Elise signalled to him not to bother.
So now the driver decided he had simply better start the car and head back, but as he put his hand on the gear lever between them Elise placed her hand firmly over his and removed it from the gear lever. Taking a grip on his wrist she directed his hand firmly down and between her legs as she raised them up onto the seat. Her panties were already wet and she worked his fingers up and down over the wetness in the camel toe. The driver was cool, calm and compliant, simply watching her with a gentle but steady gaze.
As Elise released the driver's hand he automatically put his fingers to his nose and closed his eyes uttering a long low sigh. "Wonderful! He is now mine," she thought. Elise lost no more time and leaned over to feel for the welcome rising lump in the young man's trousers. Carefully she ran the fly zip down and felt inside for the hard meat that was already pulsing very slightly. The driver did not react in any way except to fondle her head as she leaned towards him.
Emboldened, Elise unfastened the waistband catch and then slipped the braces off the driver's shoulder on the left. Elise reckoned the direction of the plan was now fully established, and so she returned to her seat. Now she moved the seat recline to almost horizontal whilst also moving it back as far as it would go. She also slipped off her mules and discarded her wet panties bringing her legs up onto the seat in a classic capital M. For his part the driver slipped off his braces on the right and discarded his trousers. Elise watched in amazement as he then hoisted his Y-fronts over his dick and off his legs. Elise was thrilled to note that it was a very useful size, straight, quite venous and knobbly so that it would surely be a sensational ride, and as she had guessed, masses of black straight hair.
Both the driver and Elise were now fully engaged in the task ahead and watched each other's every move. Once Elise had completed her move and the young man had discarded his undergarments, it was time for the main action. Fortunately the gear lever was very short and it was easy for him to cross to Elise's side of the car.
Once there he knelt and lovingly placed his hands around her thighs drawing her wet leaking cunt into his face. Gently he worked his tongue inside and licked the vagina up and down with the occasional hard suck on her clit.
Finally the driver stood up and Elise now had a full view of his magnificent cock already drooling clear cum. Carefully he lifted her legs up over his shoulders and as he once again gripped her thighs, he presented the tip of his cock to the labia already within easy reach.
With Elise's juices already flowing and the driver's precum flowing, the penetration was a simple and pleasant experience. As Elise had noted, the uneven contours of his cock provided an additional dimension of sensation as he slowly slid in deep and retracted over and over again.
