by R. H. Politz
"Oh, well then.... But I still like holding your cock in my hand so I'm not letting go."
"I like it too and if you teased me for the next three days, I'd whine, beg and complain but I'd love every wonderful second of it."
She looked at me and started to laugh. "You know what? We're absolutely perfect together!"
When the flight attendant returned with the blanket, we were immersed in a deep passionate kiss. "Oops," she said, "too late." She put the package of tissues on my seat tray and went on to her next stop.
When we finally got home, Kari continued to tease me..., for about five minutes. It was impossible for us to keep our hands off each other and, even though we disappeared into the bedroom for awhile, I kept my surprise a secret. Two days later, I was ready to demonstrate but she said she didn't know anything about sophisticated computers. "Just watch," I said. "I think you'll like this." I pressed a key and four monitors lit up with streaming data. She stared at them, read the titles and I waited for the inevitable question.
"Brasilia..., London..., Paris and New York..., are those numbers for...? Oh my God, those are the financials for my spas? Kimmy..., how did you do that?"
"I added a little piece of software so each location will now transmit its data back here. Now you can see what's really going on when you're not there. And...," I pressed another key, "look at this."
The screen title below each location's name changed to "Operational Variance Audit" and displayed line after line of data.
"What's this red column Kimmy?"
"That, Kari, is the difference between your actual services rendered and your store's billing for those services. Look at this one. You've got people skimming!"
"Skimming..., you mean stealing..., but why? I've always tried to treat every one of my employees the best way I could. Why would anyone...? I can't believe it. That's terrible. Can you tell who it is?"
"Take a look at this." I keyed in a few commands and brought up a different report. "This shows the time and dates and compares it to who, what, where, when and how. See New York? There's no variance except for a few minor mistakes. But, look at Brasilia! You've got one receptionist and four operators running their own business at your expense."
"Wow, I guess I'll have to make a phone call. Kimmy, that's brilliant!"
"No, don't call down there yet. I have a better idea. Right now, this evidence tells us what's happening and indicates who's doing it but, if you want to really solve the problem, we should catch them in the act."
"Oh –– Right –– How can I do that? As soon as I arrive, they'll know!"
"They don't know me."
"No but, oh..., I get it! You can be a client. That's brilliant! How did you get so smart?"
"I don't know. I guess just, lots of time alone, reading and studying and wondering why the world is as it is and people are as they are."
"Kimmy, you're full of surprises and wise beyond your years. Beyond my years too and I'm the one with the MBA. What should we do?"
"Give me a week to work on this and then..., ta-ta..., we should go back to Brazil!"
"Goodie, another chance to tease you on the airplane; I'll have Shelly make the arrangements."
"No, don't do that. We don't know who talks to who so just tell her you'll be out of the office for a few days so we won't be discovered. If Shelly tells your Brazil spa to pick us up at the airport, they'll know we're coming."
"Oh..., right! Are you a spy or something? You know way too much for an eighteen year old."
I burst out laughing. "Spy..., me...? Come on!" An hour later, we went to Kari's office and rehearsed. I would be the American going in for a complete treatment and would pay in cash while Kari watched everything my hidden cameras transmitted to her laptop. We hadn't decided how to handle the results but first, we had to confirm everything before she could make a rational decision. "Why", was the big question!
During the flight, we discussed everything except sex which made me a little disappointed and encouraged at the same time. After all, we couldn't spend all of our time in bed. Kari was brilliant in knowing what her customers wanted and how much they would pay but knew very little about computers, so it appeared I could provide her business with a valuable tool it was currently lacking and that made me feel worthwhile.
I took a deep breath and walked into Euphoria Brasilia's lobby. "Hi, I'm Jami and I have an appointment." Kari and I had gone in very early the last time and few employees were there but I didn't want to take the chance on someone remembering the owner's friend Kimmy.
"Hi Jami, yes, I've got you in salon one. How will you be paying today?"
"Cash if that's all right."
"Perfectly, let's see. I'm showing a Brazilian wax, cut and color and makeup. Are you going to a party or something special?"
"Well, yes actually. I'm meeting someone later today and I want to look my best."
"We'll make sure you're absolutely gorgeous when you leave here. That'll be nine hundred dollars American."
I counted out the money and handed it to her. "How soon can we get started? I guess I'm a little anxious."
"Right now...! Come on, I'll take you."
I picked up my purse hoping I had aimed the hidden camera in the right direction and followed her to the salon. She whispered something to the attendant and left.
"Hello Jami. My name is Alana. If you would undress please, we'll get started."
The attendants did a marvelous job and I almost forgot the real reason I was there. I tipped them, said thank you and left. The hotel was only a short distance away so I decided to walk and enjoy being back to Kimmy for a while in the warm afternoon breeze. Brasilia is amazingly beautiful and I stopped frequently to look in shop windows or gaze at the unique architecture and, several times, men smiled at me and made comments about the "beautiful girl". I felt pretty again but, I was definitely not interested in men, or anyone else for that matter, and I continued on to the hotel where my love was waiting.
"Kari...?" I yelled as soon as the door closed.
"I'm in the bathroom. Come on in."
I put my purse on a table and walked into the bathroom just in time to see her toweling off. "Were you able to see ––" I started to say but she dropped the towel and grabbed me. "Oh Kimmy, you look gorgeous! Yes, I saw and all the time I watched, I just wanted to hug and squeeze you! Actually, I got a teensy bit jealous. I wanted it to be my hands giving you that massage."
She pulled me close and our tongues danced in a deep kiss that made me forget all about our mission. Touching her was heaven and I pressed my lips to her breasts while she tore off my clothes as we hurriedly stumbled to the bed.
"I'm full," she said with a coy smile, "and I didn't bring my breast pump!"
"Oh yes you did." And I started sucking out every drop her sensitive breasts would yield. We kissed and played and caressed for hours finally melting into each other in sheer exhaustion. The afternoon had flown into evening.
"Whew, I think it's time for dinner," I finally said looking at the clock. "Wow, one day without having sex with you and I'm a raving lunatic! See what you've done to me? I'm addicted!"
"I think it's great" she said with a slight giggle and a fingertip in her mouth and all I could do was smile and kiss her soft lips.
"I do so love you Kari but, I haven't eaten since yesterday and we have to look at the video on the computer."
"Oh..., I guess you're right." She made an, "Oooooommmmm" sound as she kissed me and then a purring growl. "I could just eat you all up! But, okay..., I'll order room service and we'll go back to business."
I laughed. "I'd kiss you again but then I'd want to kiss and suck every inch from your toes to your nose and I have to take a shower and you have to order dinner so, I'm going to get up now."
"Awwwww.....!"
"I'm getting up...! She looked at me and pouted. "I'm going in to shower...." She made believe she was going to cry. "I'm..., I'm ––" Then, I ran back to the bed and tickled her feet
with my tongue, sucked each big toe and ran into the bathroom before she stopped laughing.
"What do you want to eat?" she yelled.
"You," I yelled back!
She came to the bathroom door, stood in her favorite impossible to resist sensual pose and ran her hands over her thighs and breasts. "Okay...." I started to take a step toward her but she held up her hand. "Nope..., Stop! You can have me anytime but," –– She pointed up to emphasize –– "how about a filet and salad for now?" I didn't answer. "You'd better tell me before I come over there and rape you!"
"Okay, rape away," I said with a grin. She took a step toward me. "Okay, okay, yes, that sounds good. Actually, both things sound good but we should eat."
She giggled with her coy little smile making me wonder exactly what she was going to do so I motioned for her to go with my hand. She made a pouty face, turned and left to order dinner.
As I was drying off, she yelled from the bedroom. "How do I get the recording to play?" I went in with the towel wrapped around my waist and leaned over the computer to show her. She pulled it off and slapped my bottom. "If you're going to come in here all squeaky clean wearing nothing but a towel, the least you can do is wrap it properly. Now here, let me show you how it's done." She stood up, opened the towel and wrapped it around my chest. "You have to cover your breasts, like this." The towel started to slide down a little. "Oops, it needs to be a little tighter I think." She adjusted it until it stayed in place. "There, see, that's how you do it but don't worry, when your breasts grow to double-D size, it won't fall off."
I looked at myself in the mirror. "Oh, I see but I think we need longer towels."
"I don't know about that," she said with a huge grin, "I think your clit looks great all exposed and begging for me to play with it." Then she jumped down and began sucking but just then, we heard, "Knock, knock, Room service," and we both jumped as the door opened.
During dinner, I asked why she felt jealous when I was in the spa and she blushed. "I guess I'm still insecure about us. It's just that you're sooooo gorgeous and people really notice. I don't want to lose you."
I grabbed her hands. "Kari, you are my love, and my only love. I don't ever want to be with anyone else."
"I know..., I'm just scared of losing you."
"Then, every day, I'll tell you how much I love you and how much I want us to be together, okay...?"
She let out a little laugh and said, "Guess I'm being a big baby but, okay. I'd like that."
I got up, hugged her and said, "I love you," about fifteen times. Then we finished eating.
Later, when we actually checked the computer, I noticed the recording had run for six hours and filled the disc. "I was only at the spa for three hours. What the heck else is on here?"
We didn't take the time to look but those last three hours of video turned out to be quite an interesting surprise.
* 9 * A Thong With A Twist
A few days after our return, I was in the data center watching the recording when Kari came in. "Did you get the evidence you needed," she asked?
"I think so but I'm going to need some video editing software to break this into segments. We don't want anyone to have to sit through three hours of me getting waxed and made up just to see a few minutes of relevant material."
"Where do we get editing software?"
"I'll buy it online but I'll need a credit card."
"Oh, then my timing is perfect. Look what I got you." She handed me a Euphoria Corporate Credit Card with my name on it. "Now you can get whatever you need and put it on this, my ace-in-the-hole secret spy person."
"Spy...? Come on! All I did was have a lovely day at the spa and an incredible vacation with the girl I love."
"Okay, how about my partner in crime fighting?" I made a "comme ci, comme ça" face, so she walked over to me, put her arms loosely over my shoulders, took a deep breath and said, "All right! How about the girl with the biggest clit I ever sucked that's going to eventually have the most sensitive nipples that I'm going to constantly tease and the biggest, softest, firmest most delicious breasts that I'll caress and massage every night and..., and..., and that I'm madly in love with and want to hug, kiss and hold and have sex with every day..., forever. Whew!"
That sensually comedic dissertation certainly got my attention. "How on Earth did you manage to say all that in one breath?"
With a huge grin, she pulled me close and, once again, our tongues danced inside a deep long kiss. "I just can't keep my mind on work when you're near me," she whispered.
"Neither can I," I whispered back before putting a small space between us. "So, how are we ever going to get anything done?"
"Well...," she tapped my chest, "I'm going to go home so you can stay and finish your work without any distractions from me."
"Okay, but my car is at your house. Is there a bus or train I can take?"
"No Kimmy," she said with a laugh, "you don't have to take a bus. Here," she handed me a small rectangular object, "Remember..., no key...?" I stared at it for a second before recognizing what it was. "It's parked next to mine in the garage. I hope you like red."
"But..., but I told Alfred not to ––"
"He didn't. I did it. Just think of it as your company car and we'll keep yours for whenever you want to use it. Okay?"
"Whew, yeah..., okay! But, are you sure?"
"I'm very sure! Now finish what you're doing but take your time. I have a couple of errands to run so, give me a head start and I'll have a surprise for you when you get home." I started to ask but she just said, "Uh-uh, you'll have to wait." Then, with a quick kiss, she left.
I had forgotten to pause the recording when she came in and, by the time I got back to it, scenes of the hotel lobby and the elevators were being shown. That must be the end of it I thought. Oh wait..., six hours on the file stats...? Better see what else is on here. I saw the camera's view of the lobby, the elevators and the hotel room door. Then, I saw the room itself and the bed.
"The bed...!" I yelped. "Oops! Shush Kimmy," I said to myself. Then, Kari and I came into view. "Oh my God, I recorded us..., having sex! What is she going to think?" For the next hour, I watched intently and mentally criticized my appearance and actions. At first, it felt strange to see us but then, I started to get enormously aroused, so I turned it off and put the computer in its case.
Whew, guess I'd better take this laptop with me. I don't want anyone else seeing that. Ha, should I show her or not. I went into the ladies room, fixed my makeup, adjusted my bra and smiled at being Kimmy again. I have to show it to her. It wouldn't be right not to. That's it. I'll show her as soon as I get home.
Once in the garage, I spotted the red Mercedes and gingerly opened the door. I hope this is the right one. I looked inside, walked around it and finally noticed 'KIMMY' on the license plate. Ha, this has to be it!
I got in and pushed the "Start/Stop" button, adjusted the seat and mirrors and took a deep breath. Please don't let anyone hit me or scratch this expensive new car.
At first, I was overcautious and a few horns blared behind me when I wouldn't pull out into traffic but, as I drove, I got used to the feel and kept up with everyone else. Finally, I pulled into the driveway, up to the front door and breathed a sigh of relief. Whew..., made it..., no crashes!
I sat still for a few seconds to let my adrenalin subside and jumped when Alfred opened my door. "Welcome home Madam. Madam Kari is on the patio. May I carry your case?"
"Thank you Alfred but no, I need to keep this close at hand."
"Very good Ma'am."
I leaned over to the passenger seat to pick up the computer and inadvertently gave Alfred a direct view of my bare bottom. I'm not sure how long he looked but, when I swung my legs out of the car, my miniskirt slid up to my waist and exposed the tiny g-string that held me tucked back and out of sight. I looked up at him just as he turned facing toward the rear of the car, as a proper butler should. Then, I blushed.
"Um..., thank you for not
..., um...."
"Of course Madam" he replied standing at attention with his left hand holding the door and his eyes facing away. I stepped out and straightened my skirt.
"Do I look all right Alfred?"
With his characteristically proper expression, he looked me up and down. "Your collar Ma'am, allow me." As he straightened it, he continued. "Are you sure you wish to carry that case yourself? I'd be happy to assist!"
"Thank you Alfred but, no. It's important I show this to Kari as soon as possible."
"As you wish Ma'am."
I hurried to the patio and found Kari sitting at a table reading a pamphlet. When she saw me, she quickly folded it, stuffed it into her purse and stood up. "Hi sweetie, how did everything go? Do you like the car?"
"It's beautiful but I'm afraid to drive it!"
"Why," she asked with a laugh?
"What if someone runs into me or I scratch it or ––"
She interrupted me with a hug and a kiss. "Don't be so silly! You're a good driver. Did you put the top down on the way home?"
"Huh..., the top..., it goes down..., you mean like..., it's a convertible?"
"Yes silly. When I saw it on the showroom floor, I pictured a gorgeous blonde driving with the top down and making every man, and probably many women, snap their necks just to see you. I thought it was perfect and I wanted you to have it so, I bought it!"
"I..., I don't know what to say!"
"Don't say anything but, tomorrow, we'll have to at least learn how to put the top down."
"You are too much Kari. I can't believe it and I know I don't deserve you! Anyway, I've got something to show you." I put the computer case on the table and pulled out the laptop. "You won't believe what's on this video!" I turned it on and waited for it to boot up. "You know the extra three hours I found?" She nodded. "It's us!"
"What do you mean it's us?"
"Us...! Here, let me show you." I keyed to the second half of the recording and clicked "Play". "Us...! Making love..., watch! I forgot to turn it off after I left the spa and it recorded everything until it filled up the disc."
