Finally, holidays. She could relax, she could forget about work, all the hard decision making, about being boss, about leading the firm. She could dress as she wanted, she could behave as she wanted, no one knew her here, no one cared. So she could finally let go. Sitting down at the beach bar, taking a nice fruity cocktail…
- It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it? – she heard a familiar voice, turning around, feeling a bit anxious. She saw a tall handsome man in his late 40’s early 50’s, greyish hair, khaki pants and blue shirt. She knew him well, almost 20 years her senior, demanding and strong businessman, sometimes even vicious. He was one of her business partners and in a way a competitor. But in the inter mingled world of international commerce it was not unusual. What was unusual is him being here and she was not sure how to react.
- Yes, it’s truly lovely – she said finally. As he approached leaning against the bar.
- I love this little island. No one really knows about it preferring usual tourist destinations. Things can be… Well we can be who we wish to be here. It depends on us if we are bold enough to try things that this place is offering. I am Richard by the way – she looked at his extended hand. It was his name and he knew who she was but… in his eyes she could read a clear offer. She knew him well enough. It was crazy but at the same time exciting. The way she was dressed, her style, her low cut top, her sexy shorts and making herself to look younger then she really was, it was not Lena from the world of business and he knew it.
- I am Candice but friends usually call me Candy – a nervous shiver in her voice. he smiled hearing her answer.
- I am very glad to meet you Candy. Are you alone here? With friends? Parents?
- I came alone, I like to keep my options open when I am on holidays
He smiled hearing it. Removing a couple of notes, paying for her drink and ordering another and rum for himself. He knew if she will accept it, things will be clear.
- Oh thank you, that’s very nice of you… - she stopped herself from finishing. He smiled seeing her hardening nipples, starting to show through the thin top.
- It’s fine Candy. Finish what you wanted to say… how you really wanted to say it – his voice firmer now. Demanding even
- Thank you, that’s very nice of you to buy me one more drink, Daddy. – her face flushed as she knew she was opening door into something she will not have control over
- That’s a good girl. Let’s have a lunch – as he was saying it his arm move around her waist, his hand resting on her ass, with his other hand he took her small hand bag and her hotel room key. Leading her to one of the tables. – and after we will check you out and you can move to my yacht.
- Yes, Daddy – he smiled feeling her shiver.
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