Looked Like An Angel

By Denise

He woke me from a sound sleep I felt his hand between my thighs. When I opened my eyes the room was still dark, the moon was shining through the window, giving off enough light to see his face. His dark eyes met mine as he covered my mouth with his. My arms went around him as I pulled him closer as our tongues entwined as his fingers massaged my secret spot. My body shuddered as an intense orgasm shot through my body. He then moved on top of me, inserting his manhood inside me and began to thrust. I screamed as a strong, powerful orgasm swept through my body and then several more soon followed as he cried out as his body shuddered and fell limp into my arms. We both fell asleep again.

I woke up several hours later to a pounding on the door. I found a robe and opened the door; it was Anna. "What do you want?" I yelled.

"I'm here to help you dress."

"Anna, I am not ready to get up, come back later."

"But, Señor Vargas asked me to come get you up."

"Oh he did?" I placed my hands on my hips. "Well you go tell Señor Vargas that I am not ready to get up."

"Yes ma'am." She turned away as I closed the door.

I had just lain back down on the bed again when the door flew open. "Why are you still in bed?" he demanded as he stood over me.

"It worked," I giggled.

"What worked?"

"I didn't think you would come up here."

"I just want to have breakfast with my wife, before I go to work."

"Oh, all right!"

He turned around to leave when looked back at me. "Shall I send Anna, back in here?"

"No, I can dress myself."

"Okay." He started to open the door.

"Wait. Don't leave." I got up from the bed and met Luis in front of the door. I put my arms around his neck. "Why can't I get a good morning kiss?"

"Yes, I am sorry." He softly kissed me. "Now get dressed!"

"That's all I get?"

"Yes. What else to do you want?"

"I want to be kissed like last night," I sighed as I softly kissed his lips.

He drew back. "There is a time and place for everything and that isn't appropriate right now."

"You are no fun," I pouted.

"Are you coming down for breakfast?"

"Yes, I will be down in a few minutes."

He opened the door and left. I finally got dressed and went to have breakfast with Luis.

I sat down across from him as a plate of eggs and pancakes was placed in front of me. "This looks and smells like home!" So I began to eat.

"I thought you would like it."

"Oh I do!" I looked up at him he was staring at me.

"What are you going to do today?"

"Well I thought I would write to my sister."

"Well, that's a good you need to keep in touch with her."

"Oh I wanted to tell you…"

"What?"

I took a drink of my tea. "I remember who that woman was."

"Which woman?"

"That one I saw in that restaurant, in Santiago, yesterday."

"Oh."

"I met her on the ship. She came on board in Havana. Her name is Bonita. We sat on the deck and talked, she was an American so I enjoyed talking to her."

"That's good. I hate to do this, but I have to go." He looked at his pocket watch. "You can tell me about it when I get home, okay?" He got up from his chair.

"Yes." I got up from my chair and went around on his side of the table. "When will you be home?"

"I usually work 6 to 8 hours." His arm went around my waist as we walked to the edge of the patio.

"I'll miss you."

He stopped to face me. "I will miss you too." He softly kissed me.

He backed away and started down the steps. He glanced back at me and then rushed back to me, wanting more. His kiss was fiery hot, as he devoured my mouth. I could feel his excitement growing as he held me tightly against his body. I reached down and touched the bulge in his pants.

"No. Stop!" He quickly released me from the embrace. "I have to go to work."

My head was spinning and my heart was pounding. "Why?" I whispered as I kissed his neck, as I touched the bulge in his pants again, rubbing him with my hand.

"Oh. Julia!" he groaned. "Damn what have you done to me?" he said as grabbed my hand and we went back into the house. The door to the bedroom was open. Anita and a few others were busy cleaning. "Get out! Get out all of you!"

They were surprised at his urgency as he pushed them out the door. He looked around to make sure everyone was gone. He came over to me and took me into his arms. He captured my mouth with a hot demanding kiss. The kiss continued as we tore the clothes off our bodies. He laid me down on the bed. He began sucking on my breasts and then slowly went down between my thighs. I closed my eyes as he licked and sucked on the secret spot. Causing me to loose control of my mind and body, when my body erupted with a flood of pleasure and emotion.

He returned to my mouth, our tongues played together. He spread my legs and entered me. We rocked together. Our bodies exploded at the same time. We held each other as our breathing returned to normal.

"Aren't you glad you didn't go to work?" I whispered.

"Yes," he moaned. "I really didn't want to leave you." He looked up at me. "I don't want to talk right now. I just want to enjoy this moment."

"Yeah," I sighed. "I do too."

We spent the entire day in bed, enjoying each other, again and again.

***

Luis walked into his office, the next day, with a smile on his face. Greeting everyone with a cheerful hello. He approached his office when Alan crossed his path. He looked at Luis with a smile. "What is wrong with you?"

"Oh I am just…ecstatic."

"I can see that."

"I have to confess…I was wrong."

"About what?"

"I thought love wasn't for me and now I do believe in it."

"You do have it bad, my friend, I can see it in your eyes," he laughed. "I'll see you later."

Luis sat down at his desk and started to go through the pile of papers that have been on his desk for two days. He sorted through the mail, tossing the bills into a basket and the junk into the trash. At the bottom, of the pile, there was a telegram. So he began to read. 'I know you probably don't remember me, but we spent a lot of time together when you were in Havana, on business. I would like to discuss with you about your son. I hope to hear from you soon. Signed, Bonita Cassell.'

He sat there thinking about all of the whorehouses he had visited, but now that he was married he didn't have the desire to go back to the life he used to live. He stuck the telegram into his pocket, wondering who she was. Then Alan came into and wanted Luis to sign some forms for the next shipment of coffee.

"What is wrong?" Alan asked.

"Oh I received a telegram from a Bonita Cassell."

"Who?"

"She says she knew me in Havana."

"Oh you mean a whore?"

"Yes, there was one I went back to several times, but I never knew her name."

"Only one, I thought you knew several," he chuckled.

"She claims that I am the father of her baby."

"And are you?"

"I don't know, she is a whore, so it could be anyone's."

"You are probably right."

"You know, Julia mentioned a Bonita at breakfast yesterday morning, whom she met on the ship and now I am wondering it is the same person."

"It could be."

"Come to think of it, I may have seen this woman yesterday, at a restaurant, in Santiago but I don't recall seeing her face before."

"Luis I don't know what to tell you. It sounds like she wants to cause trouble."

"Yes I wondered that too."

"Well be careful, my friend. I have to get back to my office."

"Thanks Alan."