Bedazzled by an Alluring Aphrodite
He was kneeling, pinning her hands with his and feasting on her like a wild-man…
I don’t normally mix business with pleasure, but I think that is about to all change…
A Greek couple, Sol and Tabitha, agreed to rent the west penthouse. It was my job to make sure the luxury apartment was exactly as it should be when they moved in.
I waited for them in the lobby, impeccably groomed, ebony hair shining, nails glossed, high heels clicking on the tiles below. Not to mention a figure-hugging designer dress. I knew how to make a good impression.
When they arrived, I was stunned by what an amazing looking couple they were. Tabitha was tall, dark and willowy, the kind that can somehow look dressed to thrill in a man’s cotton shirt, skirt and flat sandals. Not a hint of make-up, but a glowing Mediterranean complexion. Perhaps thirty-five, showing a lot of golden leg.
“Let me go, Sol, you brute!”
I watched as she pulled his hand out from under her shirt. He turned, transferring a big, broad smile from her to me. White teeth gleamed from his tanned face as he pushed his blond fringe aside. I guessed he was a little younger. An Adonis to her Aphrodite.
They were thrilled with their new home. Tabitha hugged me and I felt bewitched by her beauty. Dazed, I returned to work, promising her I would return later for a celebratory glass of champagne.
Business was good. That afternoon, a retired television personality was due to view the east penthouse, so I went on over to make sure it was neat and tidy. Glancing out of the ceiling-to-floor high windows, the laser-blue spotlights from the balcony of the west penthouse caught my eye, and so did something else.
Sol had conveniently left their large glass door open — at an angle that offered a clear reflection of their living room. In perfect focus was the leather sofa, where Tabitha was sprawled on her back with Sol’s head gripped tightly between her delicious thighs. He was kneeling, pinning her hands with his and feasting on her like a wild-man.
I could hear the echo of his grunts and her whimpering. I stood, frozen, listening, unable to divert my gaze. It was all too surreal. The wharf lights glittering on the water below, the cool breeze and the sound of that beautiful woman gathering herself for an almighty climax, her body heaving and squirming in delight under Sol’s attentions, until she finally came with a long, delicious moan peppered with Greek obscenities.
She raised her head and her eyes caught mine… Bedazzled and in need of action, I was looking forward to joining the couple later for an apéritif. Hoping… I may find myself on the menu.
This story is linked to both the Erotic Fiction Deluxe and MMM-Mondays memes.
This is an adapted short clip from a story I wrote for Bellesa.
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