Irene became a natural. Her sexual instincts were good and she learned very quickly.
By Tuesday of the second week, both contenders were ready. They practised what they had learned, especially George. He had worked very hard learning the way of how to massage between the legs of a woman. It was the most important part on how to pleasure a woman. Learning the way of how to massage those pouty lips, the clitories and the G-spot is an art in itself. The most important moment is, when the recipient arrives at that level when she becomes overtaken by very strong orgasms. That will be the pinnacle one can reach when the most important parts of the female are properly massaged.
Padme was becoming very sexually excited. George's fingers were working very hard on her G-spot, simultaneously with her clitori. With Padme lying on her back crying, stop; stop; George did not retaliate. She tried to close her legs as she was aggressively taken over by one orgasm after another. George bent over Padme's body and stuck his hardness into her vagina. It was nirvana. George, very excited, immediately exploded inside her too hot vagina. Their orgasms were so intense that they forgot they were two human beings. They cried and moaned as they become one body. Their single body, not only shook, but trembled. Both were lost in heavenly bliss.
As the heat from their orgasms started to subside, they looked into each other's eyes. Their eyes were shinning satisfied with their achievement while they were still lost as they started to come back from the height of their massive orgasms; their bodies could not stop trembling. They did not stop touching and playing with each other's erogenous zones. They could not yet accept what they had been through, during those moments when they were experimenting on each other's sexual areas. They could not understand what had happened during the last hour. What they knew for sure was; what they had been through during those last lessons before George will get ready to meet the unknown bride. George sure will never forget those fascinating moments having his whole body massaged which also included his manhood. He also had the pleasure of fucking Padme as part of practising what he had learned.
'That was fantastic George. I haven't enjoyed such an orgasm in the last so many months.' Padme complimented. 'During the next days you have to keep your prick ready. We have to decline from any sex, but we have to concentrate totally, practising the body to body massage. The erotic massage is the most important part of pleasuring the body; but there are some sacrifices, as you had already mastered.
'You have achieved a very high level in what it is accepted in the art of pleasuring each other's bodies. With those achievements you can enjoy the pleasures of the flesh, anytime you like, depending on your partner. Starting slowly, working on your partner's body, it will quickly lead you to intensive orgasms. You have to remember that you have to continue working on your PC muscle. It is very important to make sure, that you will not ejaculate too quickly. You have to feel your partner's body, see how close she will be, and then decide the moment you let go.
'Women are different than men.' Padme started to explain. 'They need time and once you learned how to pleasure a woman, by giving her an erotic massage, the rest is easy. You only have to relax while using your hands. There are different types of oils one can use on the skin which makes the hands more flexible while massaging the body, even the intimate parts. Remember, while you are enjoying the joys of using your hands delicately on her body, you have to control yourself and not to cum. Always try to save it for that moment when both of you had reached a certain point, before you are ready to explode. I congratulate you that you are more than ready. You had passed all the tests. We do some more work tomorrow without any sex, and then you can join your friends for a drink.'
But Padme continued explaining. 'On Friday, sometime after midday, Athina will pick you up. Probably it will be about two in the afternoon. You should be ready with your luggage in which you should have packed all your needs. As Sam may have already explained, he has arranged nearly everything, including the flight tickets as also the moment and place where you will be introduced to your expected bride; or maybe... your future wife. You will be briefed again on your arrival at the airport. I think Sam already have a copy of your ID card and the ticket. Remember, if you like each other and go together, you have to consummate your love for each other. You have to do so as soon as you close the door of where you will be spending your first days together. Good luck and I really wish you a happy future together.' Padme concluded.
Irene was going through the same type of conversation. She was very excited, rather much more than George himself. She was waiting excitedly for the next day, the day; hopefully to be, her most memorable day. That evening, she went out with Athina. They went to a local restaurant together with Padme. They ate, drank some wine and they even danced along with some life music.
Preparations for the big day started around mid-morning. Their flight was scheduled for early afternoon. Sam arrived first, accompanied by Irene. After they parked Sam's car, both of them walked into the departure's lounge were, Irene was whisked away through all the different departments, until she was about to board the aircraft. She was very excited. Sitting in the departures area she started to wonder, what was going to happen. Was it a prepared fantasy? Will it be a 'yes' or it would be a 'no'?
Irene's hopes were high; will it be love at first sight. Her heart was beating hard, waiting, second after second; minute after minute... she saw no male that was good looking. She saw no males who seemed that were searching for a woman. Is he coming? Who is he? They were questions which Irene had been asking herself since the moment she arrived at the airport. In her heart and even between her legs, there was some anxiety. She felt tingles and became scarred. She felt her gusset, becoming wet. Her clitories, she felt like a little button getting slightly harder.
The passengers for the next flight to Athens were asked to go through the embarkation gate. From there they walked towards the waiting aircraft. As Irene started going up the half-dozen steps of the rather small aircraft, she continued to wonder. She was the first out of about some 60 passengers ready to board. That was about the maximum number of passengers such type of aircraft can approximately load, for the 45 minute flight. She looked back towards the terminal for the last time, before she entered inside the aircraft itself. Before she entered, she scanned the area. She was hoping to see somebody searching for a woman. She was very curious. A last real last look, but there were none of the type, she was dreaming about. She was wondering and dreaming. She was high on the alert; what happened; who is he? She could not stop asking herself, more questions.
The flight attendant showed Irene the seat where she had to sit. It was at the very end; a window seat on the last row. There were only two seats on eider side of middle isle.
Before she sat down she noticed, that there was a photographer accompanied by another person. Both of them were standing behind the last row, talking and chatting with the flight attendant. She wondered what they were doing. By that moment all the passengers had settled in their seats, waiting for the doors to close and the engines to start.
The flight attendant who was at the back smiled, while she looked at Irene; 'How do you feel; excited? We have the champagne ready; waiting in the cooler. If it will be a yes, we will pop the corks.' The flight attendant couldn't hide that smile. There was a lot of tension inside the aircraft. The word had gone through the grapevine, while the passengers were still embarking.
Irene was shocked. It was at that moment when she wondered why the photographer and probably a correspondent were there. She even thought that it could be Sam himself who organised it. But sure it wasn't him, she again thought.
At last she noticed that the passengers on the left hand side were all looking through the small windows. There was a lot of talk. All eyes were focused on the left side, watching every step which the unknown, expected groom was making. There were passengers wondering, what was going to happen. There were other's who heard, what was going to happen, while they wondered if it was going to be, a 'yes' or a 'no'.
It was a total Babel. Everybody was talking at the same time. Everybody was saying this and saying that. Most; had no idea what all that grumbling was about. It only stopped when another gentleman who probably was the last one to set foot inside the cabin, walked in. Total silence fell inside the aircraft. All the grumbling mouths became tight shut. Nobody said another word.
