Part 2 of "The Rendezvous (the victory)"


    He awoke not  realizing he had  drifted off.  He  looked around and  saw the
    room was empty.  

    He heard water running in the bathroom and guessed she was freshening up, so
    he decided to relax and wait.  

    He heard the water  stop and the door  opening.  He opened his  eyes just  a
    sliver to see her standing there smiling at him.  

    He smiled in spite of himself  and opened his eyes fully.  She  was standing
    there in a beautiful Oriental robe. She smiled down at him and said nothing. 

    She beckoned for  him to get  up.   As he  did, he reached  for her  but she
    silently backed away.  Not wanting to spoil her game he quietly followed. 

    She led the way into the  bathroom.  He had not toured the  suite before and
    was astonished to see a  full jacuzzi in the bathroom. Candles  provided the
    only light as  the steam rose  from the full  tub.  There were  rose  petals
    sprinkled on the water making the whole scene beautiful and flagrant.  

    She began to  slowly help him  off with his  robe and guided  him to the hot
    water. He eased his way in and settled back to await the remainder... 

    She turned and brought out a tray.    On it were a glass of cracked   ice, a
    bottle of  his favorite scotch,  and  what looked  to be a  Cuban  cigar. He
    reached for the  cigar and saw  that it was  not only a  Cuban but also  his
    favorite brand.   He started  smiling to  himself at  her ingenuity  and the
    sheer pleasure that was soon to be his.  

    She deftly  cut  the  cigar and   lit it  for  him  then began   to pour his
    drink. 

    He took a drag of  the cigar and exhaled as  all of the tension of  his work
    and the events leading up to this moment began to hurry out of his body.  He
    settled down further.  He looked around at the scene she had created. It fit
    his fantasy completely down to the Motown playing softly in the background.   

    He took  another drink   and a  drag as   she moved  behind him.    Her hands
    caressed his shoulders as warm oil (soap?) or something was rubbed into  his
    shoulders.  She deftly performed the Shiatsu maneuvers that brought pain and
    release intertwined to provide the ultimate relaxation.  As she removed  the
    knots from his back and shoulders he began to feel another tension arise.  

    Her back rubbing began to  move from his shoulders  to his arms and  now much
    gentler, caressing,  tingling. He  began to  feel his  passion beginning  to
    build.  He soon finished  his drink as she  worked her way around  his body.
    Caressing and massaging every part except one.  

    His cock began  to poke  out  of the water  and  the cool  air made it  even
    more excited.  Now it began to throb as she massaged each toe and rubbed his
    calves with the oil.  

    As if on  command,  one by  one the  candles  began to burn   out.  Soon all
    that remained was the  faint glow of his  cigar as she continued  to massage
    his body.  Her touch began to get closer to his now fully erect penis.   But
    each time  she would  move around  or away  as she  massaged his  thighs and
    stomach.  

    He heard the  water  start to  drain and  the  level began to   ease its way
    down until his throbbing  manhood was completely out  of the water. Then  he
    felt her  enter the  water between  his legs.   She gently  set his heels in
    position on either side of her.  The water stopped draining and she began to
    massaging his balls with her hands. 

    Her hands, warm and slick circled the  base of his cock and back  to his
    balls.  Each movement of her hands brought new pleasure and longing from the
    one spot on his body  that had yet to feel  her touch.  He longed for  it as
    his pulsing cock shouted his desire.  

        Suddenly he felt her hot breath on the tip of his dick and he waited for
    the first touch.  Her hands continued  to massage his balls while he  waited
    for it.  He could feel her hot breath but longed for the touch.  

        When  suddenly  her  tongue  flicked   across  the  tip,  it  was   like
    electricity.  He nearly jumped up.  Certainly his manhood did.  

        Finally, she took him hungrily inside her.  She tasted his desire as the
    pre cum flavored his cock for her.  His cock filled her mouth as she took it
    deeper and deeper to the back of the throat.  

        He felt  the desire  welling up  inside him  as she  expertly sucked and
    taking more and more of his cock inside her mouth.  In the first few moments
    he felt himself draw near the edge.  

        "Incredible", he thought.  As wave after wave of pleasure swept over his
    body bringing him to the brink. 

        She felt  his desire  and new  he was  close.  She  also knew this was a
    gamble.  He had told her before that he was unable to cum this way.  Yet her
    pride refused to believe it.  The newness of the event, all the staging  led
    to this moment.  She was in control.  She would bring him over the edge.  

        With an almost fierce resolve, she  began to work her hands to  the base
    of his cock and time her actions to his dick moving in and out of her mouth.  

        He closed his eyes and felt  himself being brought rapidly to the  edge.
    Still something held  him there.  As  marvelous as it  felt, as close  as he
    was.  He began to doubt that she  would be able to succeed where others  had
    failed.  

        She new he was  close, she could feel  him throbbing, yet she  also felt
    the building passion slow.  It was time for special action, she decided.  As
    she continued working with her mouth,  her hands encircled the base of  his
    cock and massaged beneath his balls.  Slowly one finger found its target.  

        He nearly jumped again as she touched his anus.  One finger circling  it
    and playing there while the other hand rubbed below his balls.  He began to
    feel a heat rising from somewhere.  

        She  inserted the  finger slowly  and he  jumped again  as he  tightened
    around it.  Slowly he relaxed and she moved deeper.  

        Still on the edge of orgasm  he was surprised at how wonderful  this new
    sensation was.  "Would it be enough?" he wondered.

        She waited until  precisely this moment  to spring into  renewed action.
    Her tongue and mouth doubled  their efforts while one hand  massaged beneath
    his balls  and the  finger inside  him found  the prostate.  She massaged it
    inside and out while taking him fully inside her mouth.  

        It took him  totally by surprise.   The ecstasy flooded  over him as  he
    felt himself explode inside her mouth.  It seemed as if he would never  stop
    as he came in floods and she drank it all with greed.  

        As the ecstasy gave way to hyper sensitivity he quickly realized she had
    not stopped.   He began  to struggle  and he  was not  far too sensitive to
    touch, let alone do THAT.  Still she continued.  He had not softened yet  and
    she knew it was possible.  She continued.  

        he  struggled  but  was  unable  to move  as  he  felt  overcome  by the
    sensations.  Then he  felt it.  Heat  began to well  up from somewhere  deep
    inside him as the sensitivity gave  way to a deeper feeling.  She  continued and
    picked up the  pace another notch.   He finger moved  in and out  of his ass
    while her other hand kept milking him and her mouth took him completely.  

        Before either  of them  expected it,  it happened.   He came again, this
    time it was enormous.  He thrashed in abandon screamed and flooded her with
    a second wave of cum.  

        She was barely  able to keep  up with the  flood and ride  his thrashing
    body, but she managed, and  loved every moment.  She realized  her complete
    victory.  She owned him now.  

    As the ecstasy of the died down, his thoughts cleared and he began to plan, 
    "her turn".