Fantastic And Irresistable

By Mindy

"Go and enjoy yourself anyway. You don't really need me to have fun. Besides you need some time alone to think," Ann said closing the car door for me.

"How does she think this will be half as much fun without her?" I was still muttering to myself even as I pilled up to the hotel front entrance. I got my suitcase then turned the car over to the parking attendant and went to check in.

Even after the long drive to get there, I was still angry with Ann. Well, not angry really, she is my best friend after all, more like disappointed. Ann and I had planned this trip for a long time, to celebrate my birthday and give me space to figure out what I wanted to do about my marriage. We were really going to shop and spend a lot of money and have fun. Then yesterday, Ann's boss informed her that not only could she not have Friday off but she would have to work all weekend, too. They had a big project deadline and most of the material wasn't ready or had major errors. As project leader, she was going to have to take the responsibility to make sure it was done and correct. But she urged me to go without her.

"It will be months before you are able to take the time to do this again. You deserve to have a break and have some fun. Especially after all the grief 'the jerk' has been giving you lately. Go, shop and run up all his credit cards. Maybe you'll even meet a handsome man, who won't be able to take his hands off you. Then I would just be in the way!" she said with a mischievous grin and a wink.

I finally agreed to go, because I really needed to de-stress and have fun. As banquet manager at a major resort hotel, I was preparing for a busy tourist season for the next several months. So there I was, disappointed at having to come alone, but so in need of a break. After settling into my room I decided to take a walk and check out the stores to hit tomorrow for my shopping marathon. Ann had even given me some money with orders to find something "fantastic & irresistible".

I headed out toward the stores. As I was window-shopping, I noticed the reflection of the most amazingly handsome man I had ever seen. When I turned to look for him, he was nowhere in sight. A little while later, I stepped out of a boutique carrying a bag. Something caught my eye on my way out and I bumped into someone and dropped my bag. I bent to retrieve it and looked up into the most amazing brown eyes. They were like warm milk chocolate, and I felt like I could drown in them. It was the man I had glimpsed earlier. He gave me a dazzling smile.

"Pardon me. Let me help you with your package.", he said as he took the bag from me. "Where are you headed?" Without thinking I told him my hotel, as if I had no choice. "Let me introduce myself, Morales Pittman, Attorney at Law".

On the walk back to the hotel we chatted casually. But I was aware of being very attracted to the man. When we got to the hotel, I realized I didn't want him to disappear. So when he offered to buy me a drink I readily agreed. I took the time to take my purchases up to my room and comb my hair. Morales was waiting for me in the lounge. He didn't seem overly concerned that I was married, as I explained my situation to him.

"Your husband is a stupid man, for treating such a beautiful woman so badly."

As we continued to talk over our drinks, I found myself fighting a strong physical attraction. I also noticed that he was thoroughly "checking me out". He seemed to be taking note of everything about me, and especially my jewelry.

"I am sorry to leave you tonight, Lydia, but I have a previous commitment. But I would like very much to see you tomorrow." We arranged to meet the next evening in the lounge.

The more I thought about Morales, I realized that I was looking forward to my evening with him, as much if not more than the shopping.

I awoke the next day refreshed and ready to shop. As I was dressing, I realized with surprise that I had not given my husband, the jerk, a single thought since encountering Morales.

"I wonder if that's a sign?" I asked myself.

I stopped for a light breakfast then headed out for the shopping district. By lunch, I had accumulated quite a load of packages. I dropped off my purchases, then went out to find a little bit of lunch and relax for a few minutes. As I was walking through the park I couldn't shake the sensation of being watched. I was headed back to do some more shopping when out of nowhere, Morales was beside me.

"Lydia, querida, I have finished my business for today and couldn't wait until tonight to see you."

I had to admit, at least to myself, I was very pleased to see him. Before I knew it, we were back in the park walking and talking about our respective careers. He asked what had brought me alone to such a beautiful city so I told him of my derailed plans.

"So even though Ann couldn't join me, I decided to come anyway and celebrate my birthday in style."

"Querida, your birthday?! You must let me give you a gift! What sort of present do you desire?"

I managed to not blurt out what I really desired (him) and just shrugged my shoulders.

"Well, we will go out to dinner tonight. I will meet you in the lounge at 7pm. OK?"

I agreed to meet him and went up to my room to relax. I took extra care getting ready for the evening. If I had any choice in the matter it would be more than drinks and dinner…much more. My hands shook as I fumbled with the clasp on my pearls.

"Get a grip on yourself, Lyd, he's just a man and probably not interested in you like that any way."

I walked into the lounge and was disappointed not to find Morales waiting for me. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink. I had just been given my drink, when my eyes were drawn to the door by a powerful force. I felt my stomach clench and my pulse quicken at the sight of him.

He greeted my with a kiss on each cheek and a look in his eyes that made my spine tingle.

"You look lovely, Lydia. I hope you are hungry, I found an excellent place for dinner."

I was hungry and not just for dinner.

"Come, let's go, it is almost time" I felt heat radiate from the spot on the small of my back where he placed his hand as he led my out of the hotel and into a waiting taxi.

He had chosen an Italian restaurant.

"How did he know Italian is my favorite?" I wondered to myself.

"How does your husband stand to let you away from him for a whole weekend?" he asked.

"My husband doesn't care where I go or what I do. He has threatened several times to divorce me. I just recently discovered that he has cheated on me for years." I told him about my life, husband and shattered marriage.

"If I were your husband, I would never let you away from me for so long. He is a stupid man." He lifted his wineglass in a toast, "To a beautiful and stimulating woman."

Throughout dinner, I couldn't keep my eyes off him. Every time I looked up, I met his molten brown eyes and felt another rush of heat through my veins. Occasionally our fingers brushed and I felt a little jolt of attraction. By the time dinner was over, I was wound up tight as a spring with desire for him. He must have been feeling the same thing, as he held my hand and ran his fingers lightly over my arm and continued to talk softly to me during the whole taxi ride back to my hotel.

"Would you like to come up for a drink?" I asked, anxious for him to stay with me a little longer, as we headed quickly for the elevators.

"Yes, querida, I would like to come up very much."

He stood so close to me in the elevator I could feel his breath and his heat (or was that my heat?) through our clothes. Somehow we managed to get to my room and the door open. Morales ordered champagne from room service.

"I must tell you, querida, I find you very attractive."

That confession was my undoing. He stepped close and one look into his eyes told me that I was about to get my birthday wish. His lips touched mine, softly, gently, questioning. Mine answered, oh yes. The next kiss was firmer, more demanding. At that moment the champagne arrived. After the waiter was gone, Morales came back to continue where he left off. This time the kiss was hot, insistent. I felt his fingers on the back of my neck removing my necklace, opening the button on my blouse. As if of their own accord, my hands worked their way through the layers of his clothing. Almost before I was aware of it, I was seated on the bed only my bra, panties, pantyhose and his underwear between us.

He began the work of removing my pantyhose. He let his fingers caress my ankles and work their way up my calves. He stood before me, his arousal evident as I reached for him, and removed the last of his clothes. He seemed to appreciate my new underwear as his fingertips caressed the lace, before it was suddenly gone and he pushed me back onto the bed.

At last I was able to explore his body as I had longed to do ever since meeting him. His body was nearly perfect…lightly furred and nicely muscled. A trail of fire seemed to erupt where his hands touched my body. When his exploring fingers found my most sensitive spot, I cried out.

"Wait, wait, wait, not yet. Wait for me."

He was a master of seduction. Time and again, his hands and mouth drew me close to the edge, then he would stop and let me retreat. Finally, not able to stand it any longer, I reached for him and pulled him down to me. A sigh of pure pleasure escaped me as he finally entered me. It took only a moment to match his rhythm. Harder and faster he drove me, each strong stroke brought us closer to the edge. Until with a final deep thrust he pushed us both over the edge to ecstasy.

We managed to drink the champagne, between rounds of the most incredible sex of my life. He was a great lover, and showed me new ways to bring so much pleasure. Finally we fell into an exhausted sleep; our arms and legs still entwined.

The sun coming in the window woke me. I knew, as if by instinct, before I even opened my eyes that Morales was gone. It wasn't until I was packing my new clothes that I discovered what else he took with him. My jewelry was merely a reminder of better times in my marriage, and I really didn't mind its loss. The money… Well, Ann did say to use it for something "fantastic and irresistible"… Morales was certainly that!

Thanks to him, I found the courage to divorce my lying, cheating, manipulating husband. I moved into a new apartment. I have a renewed sense of myself as a desirable, attractive woman. I started dating and have found a wonderful man that I hope to spend the rest of my life with. But I will be forever grateful to Morales for that one, incredible night. If you ask me, what he left me is much more valuable than what he took from me.