Belinda Ch. 03

It had been a while since our last meet, we had both been working hard and Belinda had been having some difficulties with an ex-boyfriend who had reappeared since his wife had died suddenly and he'd been very down since but recently he had started confessing his undying love for her. Finally we managed to meet at our usual hotel and decided to have a drink to relax before going up to our room. As usual Belinda looked stunning; this time wearing knee length black leather boots and a low cut figure hugging blue dress which showed off her curves perfectly. As we sipped our drinks she explained how she had dumped her ex years ago when they were younger, as he was too clingy and wasn't very good in bed; however he was a nice guy and had gone on and married one of her friends who had recently died. It had been a very traumatic time for them all and she had tried to support him but it had just brought back repressed feelings he had for her. She was genuinely concerned for the guy as although they had had their issues originally, he was deep down a decent bloke and obviously upset but she didn't need the attention he was giving her and she didn't know how to deal with it without hurting him.

I leant forward and gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek but as I did she stiffened in my arms,

'Oh no!' she whispered, 'he's here; he's followed me all the way here'. I took her hand in mine to reassure her and looked over my shoulder to see a very nervous looking guy approaching us slowly. He was slightly taller than me, but very gaunt looking and skinny.

'Please Andrew, don't make a scene, just go away, I've tried to explain to you that we can't be together and I don't want to be with you in that way but I don't want to hurt you either,' Belinda spoke softly over my shoulder to him. He looked downcast,

'But I love you!' he replied, 'I always have, even when I was with Wendy, I often thought of you.'

'Andrew! Stop this please,' she replied. I squeezed her hand softly and looked at her face; she was getting a little distressed by now.

'I love you, I'll do anything to be with you again, even just once' he begged.

Ok; it was time I took control of this situation. I kissed her on the neck softly and told her 'go up to the room, I'll deal with this and come and join you in a while, relax, I'm not going to hurt him, trust me' I said firmly, looking her in the eye.

'Ok' she replied nervously before slowly getting up off the bar stool. 'I'm sorry Andrew, really sorry,' she said before leaving, her hips and ass swaying seductively as we both watched her walk to the door.

'Fabulous isn't she?' I said quietly.

'Um, yes' he nervously replied.

'Yeah, I can see how you are so hung up on her, that arse is lovely and tight and her pussy so hot and her cum so sweet.'

'I, I, err,' he stammered.

'Yes Andrew; what?'

'I never made her cum' he whispered, looking down at his feet, 'well not with my cock anyway.'

'So what makes you think she'll want you now then; she's got her husband and me to pleasure her, why would she need you?'

'I have money, I can look after her well and care for her lots' he almost sobbed.

'RIGHT', I nodded knowingly; 'so did you mean what you said? You'll do anything to be with her again? Even, if it's just the once?'

'Yes' he sobbed 'anything!'

'Are you positive, anything?' I asked; he nodded,

'Yes, anything.'

My thought processes went into overdrive, remembering a conversation Belinda I'll have to run it by her, but maybe we can arrange something; BUT, you'll have to do exactly as we tell you or the deals off and you're out of here and never to contact her again, understand?'

'Yes, OK, Yes' he pleaded.

'OK then, come with me' I said, 'but I can't guarantee she'll go for it' and strolled out of the bar towards the stairs and bounded up the 4 flights to our floor gaziantep escort and along to our room. Andrew caught me up 30 seconds or so later. 'Wait here till I call you' I said and slipped in through the door.

Belinda was sat on the bed, her long legs crossed, and her dress riding up her sweet, soft thighs. She quickly got up when I entered, 'has he gone? Please tell me he's gone and you didn't hurt him?'

'No, I promised not to hurt him didn't I?' I smiled and took her in my arms holding her close to me. 'It's OK, he won't be any trouble, he promised.' I looked her in the eyes, 'do you remember our conversation about submissive men and having one watch you?'

'Um, yes' she replied slowly,

'Well, you have one very submissive guy waiting outside this door, who says he'll do anything to be with you once more then he'll leave you alone' I grinned.

'Andrew?' her eyes widened, 'no way? Are you kidding?' then as the realisation struck her, 'Oh my god! I never thought of him in that way before, we were so young, but yes it fits he's so totally submissive.'

'Yes' I replied, 'and besotted by you, trust me, he'll do anything for you, I don't think this is quite what he had in mind but if we allow him the reward of pleasuring you at some stage he'll be fine don't you agree?'

'Um, yeah!' as a broad grin appeared on her face.

I kissed her deeply, feeling her arse up and slid my hand up her dress; she was hot as hell under her panties and damp too. I tore myself reluctantly away from her and went to the corner of the room where I had left my bag; this wasn't quite what I'd planned for the weekend but all the same I'd brought plenty of things which would be of use. 'Call him in' I said to Belinda but make him stay by the door until you have asked him he's sure he wants this