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HONEYMOON FOR ONE � FIFTH DAY

Day Five: Early Morning

Ares and I had just finished
taking a bubble bath together. We took
turns washing each other's hair, and each other's backs and each others . . .
well, you know. Needless to say, by the
time we got out we were both pretty pruney.
He told me he had an appointment to go to this morning.

"What do you mean, you have
'an appointment'? You've been asleep
for almost a thousand years, what kind of appointment could you possibly have
Ares?"

He glared at me for questioning
him. "I don't have to explain myself to you, or anyone for that
matter. I am the God of War and I do
what I want."

"Fine! Take off
then." I started to walk away,
"I wasn't trying to tell you what to do.
I just wanted to know. Oh yea, I
can see where this relationship is going." I mumbled under my breath.

Ares grabbed my arm and turned me
to him. "What does that mean?"

"Shit, Ares! You treat me to
the most fantastic night of my life, get me to admit that I've totally fallen
for you, and treat me like I'm a queen.
Now you keep secrets from me.
This isn't fair. You know
everything about me - even what I think.
And I don't know what your doing.
What your plans are for the future.
A future that you say you want me to be a part of. But I don't have a say in it? Get real, Ares!"

"No, You don't have a say,
not in this. There is only one God
here, Donna. I think I out rank
you. I expect you to obey me!"

"Obey you! I'm sorry Ares, but I'm just not the kind of
woman that allows someone else to blindly guide my life for me. That just doesn't cut it. My entire life, I've had to rely on me to
take care of me, and I haven't done a bad job either. So if you're expecting that I just give up my life, and sit
around twiddling my thumbs waiting for your instruction, then we need to
rethink this little relationship we've started."

"Are you telling me
th..."

"All I'm saying is if you
want me to be happy, this is not the way to do it. We haven't known each other for very long, you don't know me as
well as you think you do. If you really
meant what you said last night about making me happy, then the first thing you
should know that I'm rather independent.
I don't like to be told what to do or whe do do it or how..."

"I get your point. But that is not what we are talking
about. I'm not telling you what to
do. I'm just not telling you what I'm doing,
what's that got to do with your independence?" His voice was becoming sharper and louder. I believe I pissed him off a little. Oh oh, Donna, you better watch your tongue.

"I'm sorry Ares, I tend to
get a little hot-headed sometimes.
You're right; this isn't about me or you dominating me. I guess it just hurt my feelings because you
won't tell me where you're going.
You're not . . .no! You're not
seeing someone else, are you?" I
gave him a shocked, brokenhearted look.
I teared my eyes up, to lead him to believe I was going to cry at any
moment. Maybe that will get him.

"Of course not! Oh, come here, don't be getting all upset
over something that's not even happening." He pulled me into his arms, hugging me and rubbing my back with
one hand. Ding - ding. Rack up two points for me! "It's really no big deal. I've been restoring one of my temples
because I need a place for my followers to worship me and it also serves as a
quiet place to study and plan things I need to do."

"So why didn't you just say
so? Wait a minute; did you say
'followers'?

"Well, ya. I am a God. Godhavehave followers."

"And just how many of these
'followers' do you have?" I believe I heard jealousy in my voice.

"Only one right now! She's this sexy little number who keeps
flaunting her stuff in front of me, distracting me from my real work. She always makes me hot for her."

I broke away from his hold and
gave him a serious glare, not realizing that it was me he was referring
to. He had a smart-ass grin on and
started laughing.

"Her name is Donna and she's
making me hot right now! Ooow,
jealously becomes you, baby. I like
it!" He pulled me back to him,
pressing his body into mine. I could
feel his cock growing harder from the touch of my skin.

"Oh you are bad Ares! That was not funny!" A smirk began to slowly creep around the
corners of my mouth.

He brought his mouth down around
mine, taking immediate control of the situation. ve tve to admit, I like it when he does that, you know, take
control. If you are a woman like me,
who is always in control of what's happening to or around them, it's really stimulating
to find someone stronger willed then yourself.
When you are normally the controller, it a big turn on to be controlled,
to an extent.

Ares picked me up by my rear
end. I straddled his body with my legs
and held on around his neck. He kept his
lips connected to mine as he walked us over to the bed. He laid me down; his body covering
mine. His lips moved from my mouth down
my neck and found a already erect nipple to tease. My body quivered at the touch of his tongue. The sensation causing me to uncontrollably
shake in spurts. I allowed my fingers
to comb through his thick, wet hair, scratching his scalp with my fingernails
as I did.

His hands moved down the sides of
my body, moving in a circular motion and gently squeezing me at the same
time. His mouth moved to the other
nipple, gently sucking and biting it. I
moaned in pleasure, and tightened the hold my legs had around his waist,
pulling him closer to me.

He stopped and looked at me,
smiling. "Someone's anxious!"

"Don't tease me baby. I want you
- now."

He broke free from my legs grasp
and stood. "Turn over" he
ordered.

I did, as he wanted. He slid me down towards the edge of the bed
so my legs partially hung off and grabbed a pillow, sliding it under my
pelvis. Then he covered my body with
his again, kissing the back of my neck.

"Oh Ares!" I
whispered. With his cock pressed
against my ass, he began grinding his hips.
I could feel it growing larger and harder. "Oh Ares, please!"
I begged.

After a few moments, he stood
again. Then I felt the tip of his cock
touch between me legs. Immediately, a
rush of juice flooded the already wet area.
He rubbed it up and down over my hole, and then moved to my clit, where
he ran it from side to side causing me to push my ass up higher.

"Pul..eeeze Ares!" I
begged again. "Put it in - I can't
take it anymore!"

"Patience is a virtue, my
dear." He said calmly.

"Patience doesn't know you
Ares" I retorted.

He chuckled and then entered me,
filling my pussy completely. He laid
over me again, his cock deep within me moving only in circles at this
point. He kissed my neck once more,
finding my ears now and then, to taunt them with his hot tongue. My body accommodating his motions by
matching his rhythm. I breathed
heavily, little grunting noises accompanied my exhales. In my ear, his sexy voice was whispering
things like 'does that feel good' and 'you make me so hot'. I was crazy with desire for him. I wanted him to make me cum and pound me
like there was no tomorrow.

He must have read my mind. Standing now, he pumped his huge cock back
and fourth, pulling it almost entirely out before ramming it back again. Each
time doing so with more strength and passion, going deeper than the previous
plunge.

He grabbed my hips lifting me to
adjust for the best position, and then let one hand slid further to find my
clit. He flicked it and my pussy
started to convulse instantly. I forced
my stomach downward to allow for the deepest access. Still rubbing my sensitive nub, I felt the onrush of pleasure
burn throughout my body.

I screamed "Oh - don't
stop. No. Don't stop.
Faster!" omplomplied,
pounding me furiously until we both came, screaming out each other's name, our
bodies jerked with erotic satisfaction.
My heart was pumping so hard; it pushed my over-heated blood throughout
me, pleasantly warming my entire body.

He just lay on top of me for a
few minutes, panting. He licked the
sweat that accumulated on the back of my neck, until he found my cheek, giving
me a sweet peck there. He rose, turned
me over and covered me again, kissing me lovingly. I caressed his back and gently massaged his shoulders, tickling
him at the base of his neck.
Reluctantly, he finally stood.

"I better stop now, or I'll
never get out of here today!" looking seductively at me with those big
brown eyes, his head slightly tilted downward.

"I don't want you
too..."

"I know, but I really
should. I promise, I'll make it
quick. Ok?"

"Well, I guess I'll
live. But you better make it
quick. I get so board without
you."

"You weren't board
yesterday, were you? While you were at
the ruins."

"That was different. I had something to keep my mind occupied
then. But what will I do today?"

"Watch TV?"

"On vacation? No, I can do that at home."

"Well I'm sure you'll figure
out something," he shrugged.

An idea crossed my mind, and a
sinister looked emerged. "I know!
I can go SHOPPING!!!! A woman's
dream!"

He laughed, "Well you have a
good time, I'll see you when I get back."
He was dressed in his leathers again.
He bent down and gave me a kiss goodbye and disappeared in a flash of
blue and white light.

********************

Day Five: Mid-Morning

I got dressed and headed out to
hit some of the souvenir shops. I
exited the elevator into the main hotel lobby.
As I passed the desk to the doors, I remembered that Professor Nijjan
said he would leave a message if he found out anything. So I checked.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Ross, there
are no messages for you," the clerk said.

"What about for Donna Clark?"

"We can release other
peoples mess..."

"Clark is my maiden
name." I showed her my driver's license.

"Oh! Well, yes. You do have a message. Here you are."

"Thank you." I took the piece of paper and left. When I got inside the rental car, I opened
it.

********************

Donna:

I was right! It
takes a full seven days for the completion.
You must not have any physical contact for 24 hours to stop it. Contact me ASAP.

PN

********************

He was referring to the sex, I
just knew it. I thought it was too
risky to drive to the museum, so when I got to the nearby shopping plaza, I
found a little restaurant with a pay phone.
I dialed the museum phone number.
The same lady answered as did last time.

"My name is Donna
Clark. I need to speak with Professor
Nijjan, please."

"I'm sorry Ms. Clark, but
the professor is currently teaching in class."

"Could you please notify him
that I am calling? It is of the utmost
importance, and I'm sure he will want to speak to me."

"Very well then. What is your phone number? It will take a few minutes to get word to
him. I'll have him call you right
back."

I gave her the number off the pay
phone and hung up. I sat down at the
closest table and the waitress came over.
I ordered a cup of coffee. A
moment later she brought me a cup.
Before I finished to put cream and sugar in it, the phone rang. I jumped up to answer it.

"Professor?"

"Yes Donna."

"I'm sorry to have pulled
you from class. I got your
message."

"Are you alright,
Donna?" He had genuine concern in
his voice.

"Yes, I'm fine. Ares is gone right now. He said he had something to do this
morning. I'm at a little cafe in the
shopping plaza. What did you find out,
Professor?"

"Well, I was correct! I did some more research into the ascension
and found some additional text on it, especially on the lusting spell. That spell is the most important factor in
Ares return. He has to bed you at least
once a day for seven straight days. If
one day passes and he has not slept with you, then on the seventh day, he will
cease to exist."

"What will happen to
him?"

"It didn't say anything
specific about that, only that he would cease to exist. Maybe he falls back into eternal sleep
again. I don't know. Donna, how often have the two of you, well .
. . you know." If I was able to see the teach's face right now, I'm sure
it would have been beet red.

"Done it! Everyday since we met. I don't usually do things like this, but I
couldn't help myself." I was feeling embarrassed, in a strange sort of
way.

"It's the lusting spell he's
used on you. Anytime he touches you in
that way, you respond to him, without even realizing it. Is there any way that you can hold out for 24
hours?"

"I don't know,
Professor. I mean, all he has to do is look
at me and I'm gone. Even when I'm
telling myself that it's wrong, it doesn't matter. My body seems to do what it wants to, and I can't help it. But Professor, even if I could hold out on
him, don't you think he would take what he wanted anyway? Like he started to the other night, before I
finally gave in to his demands."

"I suppose you're
right. There's got to be some other
way, hum . . . " I could tell the teach was racking his brains for another
solution.

"Was there any more
information on future events? What is
supposed to happen if he completes the ascension?"

"There were many accounts of
events. But there is no need to go into
detail about them right now. I can
write you a summary and email it to you.
What's your address?"

I gave him my address.

"I hope you won't even need
to worry about these things. But I
think you should be aware of something important. According to the script, Ares is falling in love with you
Donna. And although it sounds rather
sweet and sentimental, it's really danger in disguise. You know how jealous he is, and he will act
on it. Please be very careful around
him."

My head was swooning from all of
this information. We have to come up
with something!

"Maybe I could hit him on
the head and tie him up or something." I desperately suggested, trying to
be helpful.

"Regular ropes would never
hold him. No, that won't work. But you've given me an idea that might! You'll need to stop by a pharmacy,
first."

He continued to tell me that I
could drug him with sleeping pills to knock him out, but that wouldn't work for
the entire 24 hours we needed. He
remembered some chains that had recently been discovered, housed in the south
wing. The chains were rumored to be forged by Ares brother, Hephaestus. The steel items that Hephaestus made were
the only things that could restrain a God, rendering them powerless and unable
to escape. If I could knock out Ares
with the drugs, he would bring me the chains to use.

"Of course, there is no
guarantee that any of these things are going to work on him. I hate to think what he might do to you, if
they don't. It's a big risk,
Donna."

"I realize that,
Professor. I don't know what to
do. I'm so scared. I never used to be like this before. I always knew where I was going and what I
was doing. Now, I'm just some babbling
idiot."

"Don't be so hard on
yourself, Donna. You are under the
influence of a strong spell. I think
you're quite brave, myself. No one else
on this earth currently has to deal with such powerful influences. What really scares me is if Ares succeeds to
dominate the globe. He will be so
strong; no one will oppose him and win.
We will all be his slaves."

"You're right, Teach, I
hadn't thought about that! Now I know
what I have to do. Thanks for your help and your support."

"My pleasure, Donna. Call me as soon as he's passed out. I can be there in less than half an
hour."

"I will Professor, I
promise. Goodbye."

"Goodbye Donna and good
luck."

"Thanks."

I felt like I was going to need
it too. We hung up and I dropped a
couple dollars on the table for the coffee and headed out to hit up a specialty
gift shop. I had a plan brewing.

I will just have to insist that
he spend the day with me tomorrow. I'll
make us a romantic picnic to take out by the lake.

I purchased a picnic basket, a
tablecloth, two wine glasses, a couple candles and candlesticks and some other
accessories. Then I found a Greek
Deli. I got two bottles of fine wine,
and some great food, especially nice for a picnic. I didn't bother stopping at the pharmacy, I had some heavy-duty
sleeping pills back at the hotel. I had
brought them with me in case of jet lag.
I spotted a fancy lingerie store and stopped in there for a few
'unmentionable' things.

As I headed back to the car, I
passed the display window of a jewelry store.
A piece caught my eye at once.
It was the Greek symbol for the letter "A" made out of antique
silver, about 1-1/2" in diameter.
It hung on the most unusual braided chain that was made of thin silver
and black leather. It was so Ares. I couldn't resist, I had to get it for
him. It came in a black velvet box,
tied with a single, silver-colored ribbon, giving it a very classy and
masculine presentation.

Ares was waiting for me when I
got back, carrying the packages in my arms.

"So, what did you
buy?" He walked over, reaching his
hand inside one of the bags to pull it open and see.

I jerked away, hovering over
them. "It's a surprise! Now go away, I don't want you to spoil
anything. Ok?"

He smiled, a sparkle appeared in
his eye. "A surprise? I love surprises!" He kissed my cheek instead.

"Good, so don't make any
plans for tomorrow, Ok? I've got
something special planned for us. But
would you please do me a favor?"

"Sure Don, what do you want me
to do?"

"I need you to go and find a
romantic spot by the water. Someplace
sort of secluded, so we can have some privacy, but within walking distance from
here."

"I'm on it." and he
disappeared in that blue and white light thing he does.

I took one of the bottles of wine
into the bathroom. I got the sleeping
pills from the medicine cabinet and emptied every last one of the capsules into
the wine. There must have been at least
20 pills. I flushed the remaining
skins. Then I corked the bottle again
and took one of my eyeliners and barely marked a spot on the label, so I could
tell which wine was drugged.

I went back out and put the wine
and food into the mini refrigerator.
Ares appeared a few seconds later.

"Ok, I found the perfect
place. What's all this about?"

"You'll see tomorrow. And no
peeking inside my head to find out either.
Promise?"

"I promise." he said
reluctantly.

"So what are we doing
tonight?" I wanted to give him his little gift this evening, just to
insure that he would spend tomorrow with me.

"What do you want to
do?"

"Oh, I don't know. How about taking me someplace real
fancy. I have a certain dress that I'm
just dying to wear for you." I was thinking about a particular item of clothing
I had brought with me and the things I had got at the lingerie shop. One side of my mouth curled up slightly as I
looked at him through half shut eyes.

"All right. I'm sure I can figure out something."

"I'll need about an hour
before I'm ready."

"Ok, I'll go downstairs and
ask someone if they have any recommendations.
I'll be back in a little while," and he left the room, the regular
way, by walking.

******************

Ares was intrigued by Donna's secret plans. He had always enjoyed it when one of his women had something
special planned for them. It always
included some erotic sexual act.
Sometimes they used toys; sometimes they brought other women in to join
them. But regardless of what the
evening entailed, he was always completely gratified in the end. He decided to keep her element of surprise
and didn't probe Donna for her thoughts.

He excitedly trotted downstairs and went into the bar. After ordering a drink, he talked with the
bartender for a half an hour or so.
Ares asked him for a few suggestions on fancy and romantic dining places
in the area. When he was satisfied with
his choices, he thanked the man and headed back to the room.

He opened the door and nearly dropped his jaw to the floor. Donna was ready and waiting for him.

***************

Day Five: Early Evening

Ares couldn't speak. He just stood there looking as if he were in
a trance. He didn't even hear me
talking to him at first.

"Ares? Ares?"

"Huh? What was that?"

"I asked you what do you
think?" I slowly turned around for
him for the second time.

"Fabulous! Donna you are absolutely gorgeous!" he
couldn't take his eyes off me.

I have to say I did look pretty
good! I had on a long velvet black
dress. It had accents of tiny
rhinestones, giving it a formal look, not a gaudy one. It fit me to perfection, showing off the
voluptuous curves of my shape.

The flowing skirt had a thigh
high slit up the left side. There were five more rhinestones artistically
placed at the skirt's bottom edge, where the material cornered at the
slit. The thin straps held up a very
low cut bosom, giving my breasts a noticeably bountiful look. More showing than usual, but not too
much. The torso fit snuggly. I complimented the dress with a pair of
black nylons, and sexy, open toed black high heals.

I had on a silver chain with a
single diamond pendant and matching earrings and bracelet. I curled my hair, and pinned it up in the
back, letting just a few loose strands straggle around my face and neck. Makeup done to perfection, wearing my best
perfume, I was ready to go!

"You're not going to wear
that, are you? I scanned him with my
eyes. He shook his head to break free
from his entrancement with me.

"Huh? Oh!"
He looked down at his clothes.
"No," with a hand's wave, he was now dressed in a tuxedo, looking
quite smashing too, I might add. He
took a few steps closer to me.

"Is this acceptable?"

"I should say so!" I
responded.

"Gods Donna, you smell
heavenly!" he told me as he kissed my cheek. "We had better go now.
I might not be able to control myself much longer." He offered his arm for me to take. "Shall we, my lady?"

"Oh thank you
sir!" And we headed out.

Downstairs, outside the hotel
doors, a black stretch limousine was waiting for us. The chauffer opened the door as we approached. It was HUGE inside. It sat, probably, ten people. It was one of the biggest I had ever been
in. There was a TV, a full stereo, a
fully stocked bar, a telephone, and the very back seat folded down into a
bed. There were even satin sheets in a
little closet type cupboard.

"My, my! Now this is fancy! I like it!" I said as we entered.

Ares sat next to me and popped
open the champagne bottle that was sitting on ice. He lifted his glass for a toast.

"To an enchanting evening .
. . Ms. Cinderella!" he winked at me.
I smiled back.

"And just how do you know
about Cinderella? I thought you'd been
sort of asleep for the past few years." I was giving him one of those 'you
can't fool me' looks.

"I have endless sources for
things. Trust me."

"Ya, ya. That's what you always say!" The chauffer started the limo and began
driving.

"Aren't you going to tell
him where we are going?"

"I already took care of
that. I have taken care of everything
this evening."

"Not quite!" I said
mischievously.

"What are you up too
Donna?" he said with half closed eyes.

"Hey - no peeking inside my
head!" I quickly said, not wanting him to find out about my present. "You find out soon enough"

"When?"

"Soon, I promise,"
whispering, I had put my hands on each side of his face. I kissed him seductively, allowing one hand
to move through his hair and down his back, pulling myself closer in to
him. He moaned pleasantly.

The drive to the restaurant took
about 45 minutes, mostly because we were cruising along the scenic route by the
lake. It was nice and relaxing. We just sipped our champagne; listening to
the calm, sexy music Ares had turned on.
At one point during one of the many kisses we shared during the drive,
he motioned to me silently with his eyes, 'let take a roll in the back'. I scrunched my face up and shook my
head.

"I don't want to wreck my
outfit. But I know what I can do that
won't cause any wrinkles!"

He looked puzzled as I moved to
kneel on the floor before him, reaching for the zipper on his pants. I had a 'bad girl' smile now.

"Just don't make a mess on
me. Promise?" I asked while I pulled his large manhood
out.

"Absolutely, I
promise!" his eyes sparkled as he anticipated my warm, wet lips around his
already hard cock.

I stroked him briefly before
bringing my head further into his lap.
Then I popped back up again.

"And you can't touch my hair
either. Ok?"

"Ok already, I won't do a
thing!" I could tell he was
becoming impatient.

I began to lick at the bottom of
his shaft, lightly brushing it with my tongue in an upward motion. Occasionally, dropping down to lick his
balls for a moment. I teased him with
just the licking for about ten minutes.
Slowly, slowly moving up his long, hard cock, until I reached the
head. I stopped and looked up at
him. He was watching intensely. I motioned for him to hand me my glass.

I swallowed a sip of champagne
and let my tongue slid over my top lip and then the bottom. I took another sip of bubbly into my
mouth. I quickly slid my lips over the head
of his dick, letting the cold liquid hit it with a sudden shock. I could hear the bubbles popping. He gasped and then moaned, moving his hips
in a circular motion.

"Wow, what a
sensation!"

I giggled deep in my throat as I
finally swallowed down the champagne. I
did it a couple more times. Finally, I
pulled back to look at him again. He
leaded forward to meet my lips with his.
Licking the dribbles of champagne from the corners of my mouth, and then
sliding his tongue in through my slightly parted lips. He grabbed my shoulders and lifted me up to
his lap.

"I want you. I want you now!" He whispered through his kisses.

"No, You'll mess me all
up."

"I think you're forgetting
something. I'm a God." He waived his hand and my clothes were gone,
his too. I straddled over his lap and
lowered myself on to his erect cock, sitting fully on it.

"Ooohh, you're so hot and
wet," he moaned as I began to ride him.

"And you fill me completely
with that huge cock of yours." My
breathing was getting a little heavier now.
He grabbed my hips to pace me at the rhythm he wanted, leaning forward
to take a nipple in his mouth. Taunting
it. I buried my face in his hair. It smelled so good, so manly, arousing me
further.

He began to thrust upward, clenching
his ass and straightening his legs for the most momentum. He directed my hips motion to match his
building speed. I was getting close to
bursting, my pussy muscles clamping around his shaft.

He took a hand and fingered my
clit, causing me to convulse even tighter around his dick. I tossed my head back and cried out in
pleasure, calling his name. I felt him
shoot his hot seed inside, warming me.
Grunting as his did so.

When we were done, I leaned
forward, resting my head on his shoulder.
We were both panting. I noticed
that the car was turning into a parking lot.

"Ares, I think we might be
here."

He turned to look out the
window. "I think you may be right,
my dear. Well, I better fix us
up." Instantly, we were both fully
dressed again. Not a hair out of place,
just as when we left.

"Thank you."

"My pleasure."

"And mine too!" I kissed him sensually on the lips. "I think I could get used to this
'god-thing' you do."

I reached into my purse for my
lipstick and saw the gift I had for Ares.
I noticed he was primping a little bit in the mirror, which magically
came out of a compartment in the limo.

"How do I look?" he
asked.

I hesitated for a moment and
said, "Well, honestly, I think you are missing something."

"What's that?" His looked concerned and he searched himself
with his eyes to what he forgot.

"This" I held out the
black velvet box. He was
surprised. Really surprised.

"This is for ME? You got ME a gift? You are so thoughtful!" he touched my cheek.

"Open it," I said
anxiously. He untied the silver ribbon,
dropping it to the floor, and popped open the box. I thought I almost saw a tear in his eye, but then again . . .

"Donna, it's beautiful! It's perfect. It's ME!" He had a
grin larger than the Grand Canyon now.
"You got this for me!"
It wasn't a question this time, but rather a proud statement.

He immediately put it on. The pendant hung just at the base of his
throat. The thickness of the chain was
just the right size for his body mass.
It really didn't go with his tux, but I certainly wasn't going to bust
his bubble. I don't think it would have
mattered to him anyway. The man does
what he wants.

The chauffer had stopped the car
and was opening the door for us to exit.
He helped me out first; Ares followed and stuck his arm out for me
again. We entered a classy five-star
restaurant and approached the hostess.

"Good evening. Welcome to Papadakas. Do you have a reservation?"

Ares paused briefly, and I felt
him inconspicuously wave his hand very slightly.

"Yes, two for Warren,"
he said.

Sure enough, we were on the
list. The hostess showed us to our
table, which was near a small dance floor.
On a mini stage a trio was playing some great sounding jazz. They sounded so full and rich for just
having guitar, bass and drums. The bass
player looked familiar to me. He was
checking me out as well.

Ares and I sat down and the
waiter came to our table asking if we would like something to drink. Ares ordered for the both of us. I was still staring at the band, trying to
figure out where I had seen that bass player before. Oh well. I thought to
myself, shaking the question from my mind.
I looked to Ares, who was rubbing the pendant on his new necklace
between his thumb and forefinger.

"I'm glad you like it"
I said softly. "When I saw it, it had your name written all over it. I
couldn't resist."

"I love it, Donna. You don't know what it means to me. To know that you are thinking about me when
we're apart." He was running a
finger over the back y hay hand, which was resting on the table. The waiter returned with our cocktails.

"Would you like me to tell
you about our specials this evening?" he cheerfully asked, holding his
order pad and pen. He ran down a brief
description of the entr�e's and said he would give us a few minutes to decide.

Ares asked if I would mind if he
ordered for both of us. No objection
here. When the waiter returned, he ordered some grape leaf wrapped meat dish
and some other Greek specialties I had never heard of before. All of which turned out to be exceptional!

About half way through our meal,
all of the waiters in the restaurant got together on the dance floor and
performed a fun dance that included breaking glasses and dishes held between
their teeth. It was quite
entertaining!

We finished dinner and Ares
ordered each of us a brandy. The trio
of musicians were taking another break, the bass player walked over to our
table.

"Hey you're Donna, aren't
you? I'm Frank. I heard you singing karaoke the other night
at that little bar on the lake. You are
really good! Care to sit in on a few
songs with us? I know how you like the
old ballads."

I noticed Ares glaring at Frank,
who hadn't even acknowledged he was sitting at the table with me.

"No thank you Frank. My boyfriend and I are celebrating a special
evening tonight. But it's nice of you
to ask." I looked over to Ares,
reaching for my brandy snifter.

"Oh. . .Hey man, sorry! I
didn't see you there. Frank's my
name." he offered his hand to shake.

"Yea, I know, you already
told her," he said in a monotone voice, not moving to return the
gesture. I gently tapped him under the
table with my foot to get his attention and motioned with my eyes up at Frank
as an indication to shake his still waiting hand. He did finally.

"Well if you don't want to
sing, do you have any requests we could do for you?" If was obvious that Frank was quite taken
with me.

"Yes, could you play
something slow and sexy? Maybe some
with a blues sound to it." I replied.

"You got it babe!" he
pointed at me with a pistol style finger action, winking as he made a click
sound in his mouth. He turned and
walked away.

Ares was still glaring as he
watched him return to the stage. He
mumbled under his breath "you're lucky you left when you did, dude, or you
would have been..."

"Boy, what a winner!" I
interjected sarcastically, trying to pull his attention back to me again. "Forget about him, Ares. I want you to concentrate on me." I slid off one shoe and ran my foot up under
his pant leg. There we go, that did
it! He smiled as he brought his eyes
back to me. Grabbing my hand, he pulled
it to him and kissed my palm. The band
started to play again, a slow, sexy, kinda bluzy song, as I had asked for.

"Well do you think we should
go for another scenic drive?"

"Not until I get one dance
with you!"

"I'm not really in the mood
to dance right now, Donna." looking at Frank again through narrowed eyes.

"Please Ares. Just one?" I said with big sorrowful
hazel eyes. He couldn't resist me.

"Just one." he said
firmly.

He stood and took my hand and led
me towards the dance floor. When we
reached it, he stopped and slid his arms around my waist, pulling me tightly to
him, both of his hands resting just above my ass. I slipped my arms around his
neck, our faces only inches away from each other. We rocked our hips back and fourth to the beat of the music. I let one hand softly caress his hair. He gently kissed me, pulling me even closer
to him.

I rested my head on his shoulder,
as we continued to rock. When the song
was over, without pausing, they blended the ending into the beginning of
another, more seductive sounding, slow song.
I couldn't help but feel it the music in me, letting it take over and
dictate my body's moves.

I began slowly grinding my hips
into Ares groin, moving my hands down his sides, my fingers relishing the touch
of his body. I slowly rolled my head
around, eyes closed. I felt his lips on
my neck, as his hips responded to mine.
The movements between us were so erotic and in sync with the music's
mood.

I tilted my head to the side,
giving him the 'take me' look out of one half shut eye, smiling seductively and
shaking my shoulders to the gentle drum beat. Our dance together mimicked the
foreplay of lovemaking. My desire was
rapidly building. I could only think
his was too by the feeling of his enlarged cock pressing against me as he
rolled his hips. One hand was squeezing
my ass while the other hand was on my face, his thumb moving across my lips.

"Gods, you are
beautiful!" he said as if he were amazed. "I want to make love you so
much Donna, right now! Please, can we
go?"

I didn't say anything; I just
gave him a long, tongued kiss as my answer.
We quickly returned to the table to collect my purse and left the
restaurant.
The limo pulled up and the
chauffer performed his door duty. As we
headed out of the parking lot, Ares picked up the phone to talk to the
driver. He told him to cruise the beautiful
countryside and take his time. He would
let him know when to head back to the hotel.

I interrupted "Ask him to
stop at a 7-11, please." Ares
looked puzzled. "A convenience store." I explained.

He did, and a few minutes later
we stopped at one.

"I'll be right back."
and got out of the limo, not waiting for door duty.

"Don, where ar..." I was already in the store. I grabbed a can of spray whipped cream and
some chocolate syrup and paid the cashier.
Two minutes later I was back in the car. I noticed the bed was set up now, complete with the black satin
sheets.

"What's that?" he asked
curiously.

"Desert!" I excitedly
responded with mischievous grin.

He looked in the bag. "Where's the ice cream?"

"I skipped the ice
cream. As hot as you are, baby, it
would melt too fast."

Ares climbed in the back once the
limo started to move again. He reached
up and opened the sunroof above the bed.

"It's a beautiful evening,
you can see all the stars. Why don't
you come here and look?"

"Ok" I said shyly as I
reached behind my back to unzip my dress.

"Here, I can help with
that," he went to wave his hand.

"NO, wait. I want to do it myself," and I slid the
straps from around my shoulders and dress down the length of my body. Underneath, I was wearing my new lingerie that
I bought earlier. A sexy, black lace
strapless bustier and matching garter was attached to my black, thigh high
nylons. I removed my shoes and climb
onto the bed.

"Oh, I see why you didn't
want me to help. You look
delicious!" as he laid a long wet kiss on my awaiting lips.

We kissed for a while, our desire
for one another growing stronger and stronger with each passing minute. His hands freely flowing over my body,
pinching and teasing me the entire time.
I moaned softly, assuring him that I was enjoying every moment of his
touch. I reached up and ran my fingers
through his thick, dark hair, and then gently across his cheek and shoulders,
until they found the buttons on his shirt.
I undid each one slowly, exposing the mass of gorgeous chest hair
growing on his bronzed colored skin.
After I opened his shirt to the waist, I let both my hands explore the
firmness of his form, rubbing over his nipples, teasing them with a pinch, and
finally sliding them around his back, under the shirt. I pulled him to me, rubbing my breasts
against him as I did.

"God, Ares, you feel so
good! I never want to leave your
arms."

"You turn me on too,
babe," he said as his finger ran along the outline of one side of my face
until it was under my chin; lifting it up slightly to bestow a passionate kiss
on my pink lips. I could taste his lust
for me on his probing tongue, as it swirled mine. I had to stop him after moment, to catch my breath. I was becoming too swept up in the feeling.

"So what's the chocolate and
whipped cream for?" asking as if he didn't have any idea. He had a wicked smile going.

"Allow me to show you,"
and I grabbed the can of whipped cream.
I pushed him down on his back and pulled the shirt out of his pants,
undoing the last two buttons so it completely opened.

I took the whipped cream and
shook it up, testing it by squirting a little bit on my finger. Looking into his eyes, I slowly licked it
from my finger, allowing my tongue to be seen as I did so. Then I took the can and applied the whipped
cream to each of his nipples and followed the trail down the path of hair,
stopping short of his waistline.

I bent over him and leisurely
lapped the white cream from the nipple furthest from me. He moaned as he watched my tongue moving in
small circle, collecting a little at a time to bring into my mouth, then
returning my tongue for more. After all
the whipped cream was gone there, I moved to the other nipple, cleaning it the
same way.

"Oow, you taste soooo
good." I teased.

When the other nipple was clean,
I moved between his legs and started licking at the top of the trail I had
made. My hands feverishly unbuckling
his trousers. By the time I reached the
end of the trail, I was pulling his pants down around his hips and slid them to
his ankles.

Grabbing the can again, I
squirted around his genitals, up his rapidly growing shaft, and made a big ball
of fluff on head of his cock. Then I
reached for the chocolate. I slid up
the pull top lid and gently squeezed the syrup out, drizzling it artistically
over the mound of whipped cream.

"Desert!" I stated
proudly.

I began licking at his balls,
carefully sucking each one into my mouth, entirety, swirling my tongue around
it as it sat inside my warm cavity.
Then I inhaled the cream from the other areas surrounding his, now,
fully erect, cock, letting it get all over my face as I did so. I moved to the base of his cock. I began removing the chocolate and whip
cream in a sexy and slow way with my tongue, moaning erotic sounds. By the time I reached the head, he was near
eruption. I paused, licking the excess
chocolate and cream from my lips, and then grabbing his cock at the base, I
closed my mouth around the head.
Immediately, he began bucking his hips, unable to hold back. I could taste the saltiness of his cum,
mixing with the sweetness of the chocolate and whip cream, greedily savoring
every drop. Unsatisfied, I plunged his
cock fully in my throat, wanting ALL of him inside me. After the last drops of his seed finally
resided, I removed my mouth, smacking my lips.

"Tasty! Very tasty." I said with an evil smile.

"Fuck, that was good, Don!
But now - it my turn to eat!"

He lay me down on my back now,
and unsnapped the clips of the garter that held my nylons. Then he removed my panties. Taking the chocolate, he ran a squiggly line
from where the bustier ended down to my nether lips and then squirted a whole
bunch in mssy.ssy. I looked at him
oddly.

"What can I say? I like chocolate!" he justified.

Then, before getting sticky, he
played with my tits a bit, teasing them through the lacy material. Bringing his lips to them, and lightly
biting. A moment later he began to lap
up the chocolate line. It was much
thicker then the whip cream I used, so it took him much longer to get it all
up. I didn't mind though. Slowly, slowly, further and further down,
until he reached my pussy. The
chocolate had begun to drip out of my cunt, so he started at the bottom,
licking both holes, playfully poking his tongue in my cunt. My juices flowed as soon as his tongue
touched me, and I was moaning. More
licking, more teasing, my hips rocking unconsciously so he steadied them with
his hands.

"You are right, Donna. Very tasty!"

He kept slurping up the syrup and
juices, until he took a finger and slid it inside, gently fucking me with
it. Finally, he move up to my clit and
lightly scraped the chocolate from it, flicking his tongue over it at the same
time.

"Oh - OH!"

"That's right Donna, cum in
my mouth,� he whispered, as he inserted another finger and moved them
faster. "Cum for me, Donna!"

His tongue felt like fire now as
it endlessly brazed across my sensitive nub, drawing me farther into the
overwhelming sensations he was causing. I twisted beneath him, pulling his hair
and screaming.

"OH GOD, I'M CUMING"

As soon as he felt the deluge
come, he quickly scrambled atop me, plunging his massive cock deep inside. I screamed even louder.

"YES - GOD YES!"

He pounded me furiously, cuming
moments later. After he caught his
breath, he returned his mouth to my pussy to clean it of any remaining
chocolate and cum. I think he had more
on his face than anywhere else. He
m to to lie next to me, still taking deep breaths.

"What a fabulous way to end
a great meal." and kissed my nose, leaving a little chocolate on it. I was too sated to move, but not to smile.

"Yes, it was!" I sighed
happily.

We lay there gently caressing
each other and looked out the sunroof at the stars until I feel asleep in his
arms.

************

s cos couldn't remember the last time he had enjoyed a woman so
much. He held her tightly against him,
never wanting her to be out of reach.
Yes, he was certain she would have a place in his New Empire. A place by his side, and he would feel proud
to have her there. She belonged to him
and only him, and right now, he was sure she alelt elt the same. But what about the others? Would theave ave her alone? He thought about Frank. He had noticed how Frank's eyes undressed
her as they danced together. How would
he keep all of them away from her without locking her in a basement or
something?

He gazed upon her sleeping face.
She stirred slightly, squeezing her arms a little more tightly around
his body. She still had a smile on her
face. He probed her dream. She was dreaming of him, kissing him, loving
him. So the great God of War
relaxed. Maybe he didn't have to worry
about the others; she seemed more than content to be his and his alone,
oblivious to other men.

He took in a deep breath and sighed heavily. He could still taste the chocolate that was stuckhis his
beard. He smiled. It was time to head back to the hotel, he
thought.

************

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