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A Lesson Learned	By : ffoxxy Category: 1 through F > As Time Goes By Views: 5179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Part 13
- 14-The End
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Part 4
Jean studied herself in the mirror. She was wearing the dress Lionel had told her to, and not wearing a couple of things he�d suggested she leave at home. Biting her lip as she continued to stare, she wasn�t sure if she was going to be able to go through with this.

Looking at the clock, she realized it was almost time for Alistair to pick her up. She still couldn�t believe how easily Lionel had gotten her out of the office without Alistair seeing her. Her lover was becoming quite adept at being sneaky. A slow smile, she couldn�t stop, turned up the corners of her mouth. Oh yes, quite sneaky indeed.

After Lionel had helped her sneak out of her office, he had closed up the office and met her for lunch�she chuckled�or rather had her for lunch. Shaking herself from the memories of their afternoon delights, Jean took one last look at herself in the mirror, slipped on her shoes then hurried down the stairs to answer the now ringing bell of the front door.

Alistair stood, a stupid grin on his face, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet as he waited for someone to answer the bell. He couldn�t believe how well his plan had worked so far, and being the confidant person that he was, he knew that the rest of his plan would work out just as well. Hearing the door open, he looked up, the sight before him making his cock harden.

�Wow! Lovely Lady. Woof.�

�Alistair.� Jean admonished with a shake of her head as she moved to let the young man in. �I just have to get my wrap and bag.�

�No need to rush, Lovely Lady.� Alistair admired the way the black dress clung to her figure, and blinked when he realized she wore nothing underneath. He shifted his feet as he watched Jean bend over, the short skirt of her dress pulling up to reveal the creamy skin of her thighs. Quickly, he cupped the bulge, now very visible at the front of his trousers, and squeezed to get himself under control. Gaining the control he needed, he carefully resituated his trousers and pushed up his glasses.

Jean knew her little show had the desired affect when she heard the shuffling of Alistair�s feet. Standing back up, she smoothed the skirt of her dress pulled her wrap around her shoulders and picked up her bag. Turning and smiling at Alistair as if nothing had happened, she walked to where he stood. �So, where are you taking me this evening?�

Alistair swallowed and mentally commanded himself to breathe normally. �I�ve made reservations at The Metropolitan. I�m sure you�ve heard of, or maybe you�ve even had, their famous martinis.�

�Oh yes, I�ve heard of The Met. Very posh.�

�Only the best for you, Lovely Lady.� Alistair smiled as he opened the door for her.

�I look forward to the experience.� Jean smiled coyly at him.

Alistair had to bite his tongue to keep from speaking his thoughts out loud�the experience he was most looking forward to was enjoying the bed in the King Park room that he had booked for them. He couldn�t wait to see the rest of what was under that dress, and he was sure that the mega view over Hyde Park the room provided, would be just what he needed to charm Jean right out of her dress and his cock deep inside her pussy.

�Shall we go now?� Alistair smiled and placed his hand on the small of Jean�s back gently nudging her out the door.

Jean locked the door, using that time to calm herself. Alistair was making her even more nervous with his wolfish looks at her as if he wanted to devour her right there. She wasn�t accustomed to being the prey, so to speak, at least not in this sense. Putting her keys back in her bag, she let Alistair escort her to the waiting limo.

�A limo, Alistair?�

�Why of course. I told you�only the best.� Alistair opened the door and licked his lips as he watched Jean slide in, her dress slinking up her thighs as she did. Maybe if he was cunning enough, he could do a bit of exploring on the ride to The Met.

Neither one of them noticed the taxi, parked a few cars behind them, pull out and follow close enough to keep them in view, but not close enough to be suspicious. If they had, Alistair might have kept his hands to himself.

~*~

Jean bit her lip as she looked up at Alistair whose hand was wandering up her thigh. �Alistair?�

Stilling the movement of his restless hand, Alistair raised an eyebrow. �What is it, Lovely Lady?�

�Do you think�� she bit on her bottom lip and let her eyes drift down to his hand.

�The driver can�t see us or hear us�� his grin turned seductive. �That is, unless we get carried away.� His hand continued its journey. �Does this bother you?�

Jean struggled to keep her mind on Lionel and the plan he had for them. Feeling Alistair�s fingers brushing closer to her bare pussy, she closed her eyes and let her legs fall open, giving his searching fingers access. �No, it doesn�t bother me�it�s just that I��

Alistair moved closer, a moan sounding from deep in his throat when his fingers finally made contact with the surprisingly smooth skin of Jean�s pussy. �You shave.� He whispered huskily. �I�ve always imagined silky blonde curls.�

�No.� Jean shook her head. �I like it smooth.� She wasn�t about to tell the horny young man that she kept her pussy smooth for Lionel more than for herself, or that it was so smooth because Lionel had given her a shave that very afternoon.

Alistair ventured further, his fingers moving over her pussy in practiced rhythm, very thankful the trip to The Met was a lengthy one.

to be continued��
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