The Sex Adventures and Stories of Roxy...
The concluding story, of the beach... the holiday... the girls and The Man...!!
Part Two.
The woman known to some as Natty, and to a lot of Others as Secret Dream, softly closed the apartment/hotel room door behind herself, she stood there taking stock of her surroundings, for a few seconds, she took a depth breath, and then she started to cross/wander over to one of the terraces, through the Hotels Vast Main Reception, into the small but intimate cocktail bar...
She walked in the door of the cocktail bar, at exactly 7.47pm, the room fell silent as she entered, she knew that would happen, she knew she looked like a supermodel, her prey tonight, the man known as Grey Beard or Jonathan Bishop, had just taken delivery of a bottle of Dom Perigone champagne, he became instantly aware of the sound level, decreasing... he turned and he saw, and he instantly knew why the bar had almost gone quiet, she had just entered the room,... She looked magnificent, and was striding towards the bar, he simply poured out a further glass of Champagne, and passed it to her as she got closer, he could smell her, she was intimating, intoxicating, beyond imagination, his eyes did not know where to look first, he was visually drinking in her body, he just gazed at hers, and simply said,...
Good Evening, Madame, and yes, you are quite correct, in your earlier statements to me, that I would not indeed recognise you with your clothes on, as Madame, is clearly your dressed the way, that everyman wants, dreams that his desire, his woman would dress, your simply dressed to be undressed, and dressed so that every woman in the room, and will instantly wish to be you...truly, you are one of the most beautiful women, that I have ever laid my tired, poor, eyes on, breath-taking...and thank you for accepting this old grey man's humble invitation to dine with him this fine evening - A toast!!, he raised his glass an chinked hers, and he then said...
To God Almighty - Man alive your Human Engineering Department, on the day, the moment that they put your beautiful DNA together, was a day to remember indeed, as it appears that us mere mortal men... Will just fall at your feet, and we will go to war with other men and nations to accept your favours... that you can so clearly bestow...!!
She raised her glass, and smiled, and simply said to him, Thank You, Jonathan...!!
Natty, took stock of Grey Beard as she entered the room, he was dressed smart, but relaxed, he had a Dark Blue Ink soft cashmere blazer, a bold cornflower blue and thin white striped shirt, with amethyst studded cuff links, a different Omega watch, this time, white face, with a tan leather strap, again De Ville Limited Edition, elegant item, not the chunky usual bracelet type, no other items of jewellery, a pair of tailored light tan turn-up cut lightweight wool pants, and a matching mulberry leather belt, and a pair of Bass Weegans slip on loathers, no socks, his sun glasses where solid black Italian Persol, with black lenses, old school mafia look, hmm she said he looked good, he smelled good too, she was not sure, but it was an aftershave she had not smelled before, but it was fresh, heavy, and old classic, unique...!!
But again, her inner self felt at ease, something about him was ringing bells, it was his tone, his words, where still in her mind, they where heard, read before, but where...
They exchanged small talk over the next 15 minutes, how was her stay, and her friends, where they all comfortable, was the hotel to her liking, was her room okay, was she being treated correctly, did she enjoy the beach club's atmosphere, he introduced her to the Hotel Manager/Director, and etc, etc,
It was now almost 8.00pm, when the hotel main valet walked in and said Mr Bishop your car is ready as requested,... Ah, he said, thank you James, Madame may I be as so bold, and to ask you that if you're ready to go and get some food, on this fine evening, as it would be nice to be seated before the sun sets, within the sea, and to toast its return... She said of course, Jonathan, lets, and let's see what and where this beautiful evening will take us...
She walked slightly in front of him, his hand was in the small of her back, he was then guiding her towards the door, the valet walked about 10 paces in front of them, he stopped just outside the front door, and then opened the passenger side, car door, it was a classic Mercedes SL 5OO soft top, the engine was running, the air con was ice cold, the car was classic MB Dark blue metallic, the inside was white/cream leather, with a blue contrast detail and stitching, it was in show room condition, it was freshly cleaned, Jonathan tipped the Valet, and climbed into the driver's seat, and with that he gunned the car, and they slowly pulled away, and around the front of the hotel onto the main road...