I’m standing behind him and he’s looking forward. I can see he’s hard as a rock, and I know it’s because of me.
I bring my hands back to his shoulders and massage them. I increase my grip and push down with all my weight. I’m on my tiptoes trying to get more of my bodyweight behind me in order to massage those massive, dense muscles of his. Next to him I’m small and light as a feather, and much shorter which I realize instantly when he stands from his chair and faces me.
My hands are to my sides and he’s looking at me, not touching me, just visually inspecting me from top to bottom.
“Turn around,” he says. “And lift up your shirt.”
I do as I’m told, showing him my ass, which is covered only by my cute little pink and blue panties. I’m regretting I went with something from Target and not Victoria’s Secret, but my fears are relieved when I feel his hands on my waist and his erection press against my back.
I turn to face him and reach for his cock. I’m grabbing it through the fabric, which is doing its best to restrain it, but it’s still huge.
And then it hits me. This is a man. I don’t think he’s going to be satisfied with anything less than taking me…all of me.
How did we get here so fast? I’m conflicted as I want to give him my virginity, and getting bent over this desk sounds like one heck of a way to do it, but I’d much rather it be something special. Unfortunately it’s too late to go back now. I have to finish what I started.
I drop to my knees and tug at his shorts, but before I’ve moved them more than an inch I feel his hands underneath my armpits and he’s lifting me back to my feet.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
“Never better,” I say.
“You could have fooled me, because you look nervous and confused.”
The tables have definitely turned. I was asking the leading questions minutes ago, moving this all forward, and now here he is taking control of the conversation again and moving away from what I can clearly see he wants.
“Is this two steps forward, one step sideways?”
“This is I see a beautiful young woman and I don’t want to see her do anything she’s not ready to do.”
“I can start what I finish.”
He leans back on the desk, his fingertips sliding down my arms.
“This isn’t a job or a task, Audrey. This is two people. If both aren’t one hundred percent committed then there’s no point in continuing.”
“You don’t want me to?” I ask.
Great! I’ve not only made a fool of myself, but now I’m getting rejected. This has gone from bad to way, way, way worse in a hurry.
“Not now. I don’t feel like the timing is right.”
“How can you tell?” I ask, still feeling like crap, but also a little relieved.
“Have you been with a man before?”
The question I was dreading has come. I was hoping I could answer that question differently in the morning, but it’s obvious now that’s not going to happen.
“Not yet,” I say meekly.
“Then you owe it to yourself to make your first time special. There’s only one first time…for everything in life, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t you want to cherish that moment forever?”
For a man so big, he sure can be tender when it counts.
“I guess you’re right.”
“I know I’m right. I’m right about your first time and I’m right about you.”
My brow furrows as I try and decipher his cryptic message. I just don’t get it. “Right about me?”
“Yes. I want to be the man who shares that moment with you. You’re the one I want.”
“Dad?”
I turn look over his shoulder and see Tina standing in the doorway. Oh. My. God.
“Yes, honey,” he says, turning to look over his shoulder.
“What are you two doing in here?”
“We’re just discussing some things. I dropped my glass,” he says pointing to the mess on the floor. “Audrey was downstairs and heard the glass break. It startled here, and now here we are just shooting the breeze.”
Tina walks into the room, around the other side of the desk her father is sitting on and looks at the computer screen.
“Is this the new campaign?”
“Yeah. I was racking my brain trying to come up with a slogan.”
“You’re the one I want will work perfectly for that one.”
“Oh, you caught that?”
“Yeah, I heard you say that and I was like what the, well you know what, and I stuck my head in and saw you two here. I about flipped at first. Could you imagine?” Tina says laughing, before leaning in and giving her dad a kiss on the cheek.
“Oh my gosh, that’s too funny,” she says, as she walks away. “Night guys.”
“Night, sweetheart.”
“One second, Tina. I’m right behind you.”
I take off to join her up the stairs, but stop just before I cross the threshold of his office. I lift my shirt and shake my ass at him. He smiles, burying his head in his hand, shaking his head.
Teasing him is going to make falling asleep difficult for him, and almost experiencing my first time only to miss out is going to make it a difficult night for me too.
CHAPTER 7
Tamás
M ister Buda, you have an Audrey here to see you,” comes over my intercom at our corporate office.
“Send her in, please.”
I look at the clock on the wall. It’s two in the afternoon already. I just finished catching up on all my meetings from yesterday. I got in at five this morning and haven’t stopped playing catch up since. Audrey’s timing couldn’t be better.
“Hey!” she says, walking in my office door.
“Hey yourself!” I say, taking in the beautiful young woman in the white dress. “You look incredible.”
“And you look very handsome, professional, and authoritative.”
“Thank you.”
“Whatcha up to?”
“You’ve mastered the art of perfect timing. I just finished my last meeting of the day.”
“Oh, good. I didn’t want to interrupt. I just came by to see the office and to say hello.”
“You’re not interrupting at all. As a matter of fact, have you had our famous Hungarian goulash yet?”
“Not yet.”
“Hungry?”
“Starving.”
“Well then let’s go.”
I put my computer to sleep and give Audrey the tour of our corporate office. She starts next Monday. I figured it was best to give her some time to acclimate to the city and to be a tourist before she started.
We finish the tour and make our way downstairs to the parking garage.
“This is also yours?”
“My favorite,” I say, as the lights flash and the locks unlock signaling my cherry apple red Ferrari is ready for us.
“It’s so sleek looking. Just like you.”
“I’m sleek? I would have guessed more pit bull than panther.”
“A little of both, actually. But those clothes you’ve got on definitely add a sleekness.”
“Thanks,” I say, taking her hand and helping her into the deep bucket seats.
“I’ve never been this low to the ground before.”
“It takes some getting used to, but once you see how it hugs the curves, you’ll never go back.”
“Hugs the curves huh?”
I reach over and pinch her side.
“That’s not a hug!” she giggles.
“I’m saving that for where we’re going.”
“Which is?”
“You’ll see.”
We drive outside the city towards a little place I know. The country roads are empty and perfect for showing her just how this car handles. It’s great because you can see large stretches in front, knowing you have the road to yourself allowing you to be safe if you decide to give it a little gas.
“May I?”
“You may,” Audrey says, placing her hand in mine.
We walk along the outskirts of the lake, taking in the beautiful scenery and feeling the breeze on our skin. I always thought younger people were so talkative yet disengaged these days. Either talking nonstop just for the pleasure of hearing their own voices, or disengaged with their smartphones. Not her. She gets it. Neither one of us need to say a thing. Nothing can compare to the beauty of nature, especially in this wide-open pristine place. Nothing that is, except her.
It’s a bit of a scavenger hunt at this point. I know the general area where our picnic has been placed, but I don’t know exactly.
“Are you lost?” she laughs.
“You noticed we’ve almost walked in a circle?”
“I think we’ve seen that tree twice now.”
“You were thinking of carving our names in it?”
She leans into me and laughs. She fits at my side perfectly. She just feels so right right there. As much as I’m young at heart and keep in good shape, it’s no substitute for the youthful exuberance and enthusiasm she’s bringing to our day. I could definitely get used to this. Very used to this.
“This way,” I say, knowing it can only be in the last spot we haven’t checked.
And right on cue, there it is. A few squirrels were just about to make their move, sliding in to steal a bite. We arrived just in time.
“Oh my gosh! Someone’s having a picnic. How romantic,” she says.
“Wonder whose picnic that is. Think we should take a bite?”
“No. It’s not ours.”
“I don’t think they’ll mind if we just take a little.”
“I can’t.”
“Are you sure?” I say, moving closer and feeling her stop in her tracks, our hands coming apart, but I know not for long.
I move towards the basket and remove the note.
“Well lookie here,” I say, making my way back to her.
“What does it say?”
“For the perfect couple. Tamás and Audrey.”
“Not it doesn’t,” she laughs, swiping the card from me. “Oh my gosh! It does. But, how did you…?”
“A magician never reveals his secrets. Shall we?”
“We shall!”
I lay out across the blanket and she snuggles in next to me. I can’t even believe the word snuggle is running through my thoughts, but it is. There are just so many new and exciting thoughts I’m having since she’s arrived. Thoughts I always found silly, until her.
“So, yesterday was our first kiss.”
“Yes, very memorable and exciting,” she says.
“But so far today, I am kissless. I think I need some help rectifying that problem.”
“You do, do you?”
“I do,” I say.
She leans back into me, and I help her reposition herself so we’re facing each other comfortably.
I’m surrounded by all this beautiful scenery, but I only see her.
The air is full of scents…the lake, the trees in bloom, yet I only smell her hair.
The birds are chirping and the leaves are blowing in the wind, but I only hear my own heartbeat. I can’t remember the last time that happened.
I reach up and gently place my hand on the side of her face. I move her hair back behind her ear. I’m old enough and experienced enough to know that this moment will never come along again. Yesterday’s kiss was unexpected, naughty, and provided the thrill of getting caught. Not today.
Today I want to savor the taste of her lips. Hold my lips pressed against hers until we can’t breathe. I want to count the minutes go by, but I won’t be able to count because my head will be in the clouds.
But first I want to feel this anticipation, the excitement of our first long, relaxed, kiss.
Her pupils are dilating, and I know mine are too. I see her lips part just a little, and I can’t wait anymore.
I lean in as slowly as I can and our two lips meet.
If I were a boy, I’d try and be tough and macho and pretend I don’t feel what I do. I’m glad she came along now, when I’m a man, because I know how special this is and more importantly how special she is.
CHAPTER 8
Audrey
M y head is still spinning from the picnic. That first kiss. That second kiss. The third, fourth, fifth, hundredth.
I would have been perfectly happy spending the rest of my week under those trees with that man. He fed me strawberries and whipped cream. We drank rosé wine. He massaged my shoulders. And that was all after we had an amazing bowl of goulash. I don’t remember a guy ever putting that much effort into anything that involved me. It was as if he derived so much pleasure just from pleasing me.
As much as I wanted to stay longer, he insisted that we had to leave. “This isn’t the only surprise today,” he says.
He parks the car back in the city and takes my hand, helping me out. We walk up an area I recognize from my guidebooks. It is fun doing this mini hike together. I know where we were headed and know now why he insisted we leave when we did. He was right.
We reach the top of Gellért Hill a few minutes later, just in time for sunset. The view is absolutely stunning. We have a view of both halves of Budapest….Buda and Pest, separated by the Danube. We can see multiple bridges, the famous Parliament Building and Fisherman’s Bastion. We share a view of it together, before sharing a view of each other.
We kiss passionately as the sun sets over the city. We are in public, so he’s a gentleman, keeping his hands to himself. I like that he respects me this way when we are out and about. The way he treats me like a lady, holding doors open and taking my hand. I’m not used to this kind of class and sophistication on any level. Just when my friends were starting to convince me chivalry was dead, he comes along, smashing my ideas and showing me that men like this do exist. But that’s the catch…men like this don’t exist. This man exists. He’s truly a one and only. He was a unique person when I was a kid…just an interesting “uncle” type and friend to my dad, but someone who always was a little different than everyone else.
Now that I’m older, I can see him for exactly who he is…the man I want to be with. The man I want to give myself to as soon as he’s ready. Hopefully that’s tonight, and hopefully for a lot longer.
CHAPTER 9
Tamás
I feel the breeze pick up and I wrap my arms around her from behind.
“Couple more minutes?” she says.
“For you, we have all the time in the world.”
She reaches back and kisses me again before taking in the view one final time. The city is lit now and it quickly reminds me why it is considered one of the most famous in all of Europe, if not the world.
A few minutes later I can feel the goose bumps through her shirt. “Time to go?”
“Yeah, but promise me we’ll come back here again.”
“I promise,” I say, and I mean it. I can’t wait to take in this beauty with her again. My beauty. I’m enjoying building a deeper connection with her before we get physical. It would have been so easy to just go to that level last night, but then we wouldn’t have this night. Not only this night but the entire afternoon and all the experiences we’ve shared. It makes this special day that much more special.
“Are you ready?” I ask.
She smiles. “Ready for what? But before you tell me, the answer to everything is yes. I’m ready for whatever you suggest. Whatever you want to experience with me. And I’m also ready to share a very special experience with you.”
I smile, and hug her tight. There is no need for words. Sh
e’s said it perfectly. I take her hand and we walk for about fifteen minutes, just looking out over the beauty of the city and the Danube.
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