Emily's Seduction Pt. 02

Saturday at Atlantis

The sound of the Gulf waters lapping the shore and morning light filtering through the window, Emily woke. Jordan had already be up answering several emails regarding Sergio and the flight to Tampa

"Good morning, Sleep Beauty. I hope you slept well." Jordan dressed in her red bikini and white coverup looked ready for the day.

Jordan asked, "How did you sleep?"

"Good morning, I slept like a rock. I can't believe I had such an amazing night. I hope I didn't embarrass or disappoint you."

"To the contrary you amazed me. I had trouble getting to sleep just thinking how amazing you are. I feel honored that you trust me enough to make yourself vulnerable and open to me. Thank you." With that Jordan hugged and kissed Emily. An uncontrolled shiver passed through Emily.

"Get yourself ready. Wear your bikini and coverup. We'll grab breakfast and then go to the beach. This is a good time before the temperature gets too high. "

After a quick stop in the bathroom and combing her hair, Emily put on her string bikini and coverup then left the room.

Waiting at the entrance of the dinning

room, Jordan gave Emily another kiss then they entered and ordered breakfast. Emily had a bowl of fruit, a croissant, and a cup of coffee with cream. Jordan had the same plus an order of eggs benedicts and black coffee.

With their order in the kitchen, Emily looked over to Jordan, "I don't know whether an apologize for my complete loss of feminine control or say thank you for the most in creditable orgasm I have ever experienced. I am embarrassed that could not control myself."

Jordan gave a slight smile and put her hand on Emily's shoulder. "There is absolutely no need to apologize for what was moment of uninhibited pleasure. You pleased me very much and I hope you experience other such moments."

"My sex life with Cam has never approached a moment like that I had last night. "

Smiling again Jordan said, "I am very happy that you had that release. I know some things about you, I would like to know more about you. Tell me about your life."

"There is not much to share. I was born in Chicago. Life was good but the winters were very cold. I inherited my dad's dislike for winter. When I was fourteen, my dad accepted an engineering job in Clearwater, Florida. While the weather was much better, I had to start over making new friends in middle school. Working my way through the social network of teenagers, I did gain many new friends. In fact, my senior year I was a member of the homecoming queen's court, editor of the school newspaper, and fair tennis player having won several state tennis titles. Receiving a partial scholarship to the University of Florida and majored in education. I enjoy writing and when the opportunity arose, I became a contributing correspondent for the campus paper, The Alligator. Writing creative stories became my joy. I won a local award for a story I wrote on a sorority that adopted a homeless family. They helped them find housing, employment and a new life. Upon graduation I applied for several teaching positions hoping to teach English and creative writing. Unfortunately, the demand for middle school math teachers provided my entrance into the real world of education. I like it but would really want to find an English teaching position."

Jordan listening said, "You have accomplished much to proud. How did you meet your husband?"

"Cam, Camron, and I met at a Florida/Florida State football game. Since his school is an archrival, I really wasn't initially impressed. By the luck of ticket sales, he accidently ended up on our side of the stadium. How that happened remains a mystery. He was tall, good looking, and respectful despite being surrounded by Gator fans. After the game he invited me to have dinner. I accepted and that led to our marriage eighteen months later. He is an Electrical Engineer and works for company in Tampa. He is currently on assignment in Ohio working on the construction of a major data center. At 5:45 Monday morning he is on a Southwest flight to Columbus, Ohio. After a long week, he returns to Clearwater on Thursday night around 8:30 PM. Friday he is off to his company's office in Tampa. After school on Friday, we get together for date night and catch up on our week. Saturday, we do Saturday shopping, his laundry, and often have a get together with neighbors. After church on Sunday Cam either spends time working in his office or he watches football or some other sport during off season. Recently the Ohio project has demanded more of his time with texts, emails, and project updates. He at the Columbus project this weekend as the first phase of the project runs a series of startup tests. If all goes as planned, Cam will be home Monday evening. Tuesday we will be going to Fort Meyers for three days rest."

Jordan said, "Sounds like a busy schedule. I am so happy that because his must work this weekend, you are with me at Atlantis."

Emily replied, "I can not really express how grateful I am to with here. It give me a break from my routine. Last night's memory will be with me for a long, long time. A twinge of excitement fills my vagina just thinking about it."

"I would like to know more about you. Where were you born?"

"My grandfather, Paul LaCroix, migrated to the United States a year at the end of World War II. He settled in New York City and worked extensively in the New York fashion industry. Prior to emigrating his reputation in Paris and Milan high fashion allowed him access where others were denied. before and during the war. After marrying my grandmother, my father John LaCroix, was born. At a very early age he spent almost all his time in the Garment District. He traveled to France and Italy with my grandfather during his visits to the various fashion houses."

"My grandfather left both my father and me a legacy of special relationship with some of the major fashion houses. Channel, LaClaire, and Justin in Paris and Garibaldi in Milan. After the Nazi invaded France, my grandfather became a double agent for the French resistance. Only Charles DeGaul and Winston Churchill knew of his service as a double agent. He worked for the Nazi cultural ministry which seized artworks, treasures, and cultural relics. These were shipped to Germany. The fashion industry was considered an unnecessary waste. Plans were prepared to arrest the key designers and close their studios. Thanks to Paul LaCroix before the plan could be executed, he obtained designer dresses and rushed to Berlin, After some hard work and luck he met with Magna Gerbbels, Joseph Gerbbels head of Nazi Office of Propaganda. A real fashion officiate, she became the French fashion industry protector. Not even the Gustopo would act against Magna Gerbbels wishes considering her close relationship with Hitler. The fashion houses in Paris were safe.

In Milan, the House of Garibaldi was being threatened by Mussolini. This had nothing to do with fashion but rather an Italian feud. Sergio Garibaldi opposed Mussolini and the war the country found itself. Andre LaClair, House of LaClair asked my grandfather for help. After a quick trip to Milan and obtaining some Garibaldi dresses, he made a dash to Berlin. Magna persuaded Hitler to ask Mussolini to protect Geribaldi. That happened. A year later Mussolini's government was overthrown.

After Paris was liberated, my grandfather Almo.

st was arrested by the French resistance for being a Nazi collaborator. This meant death. Fortunately, Charles DeGulle, identified Paul LaCroix a key member of free French and a hero of the republic.

My father gained the respect of the both the fashion houses in Paris as well as the House of Garibaldi. As such he had access that most others in the fashion industry only could envy. I obtained that gift as well thanks to my grandfather's dangerous bot successful work on behalf of fashion designers.

Emily said, "That is quite a family history. I nothing to compare to that."

Jordan smiled, "It has put me in a position that the magazine publisher gives me great freedom. I was called to New York because they started an unnecessary argument with Serigo Garibaldi, the grandson and heir. I had to rescues the relationship but did gain some concessions as well. That is why Serigo and Alexl came to Florida."

"Let's go out on the deck for another cup of coffee. I have a proposal to share with you. Please get me another cup while I go to the room to get my laptop."

After Emily had refilled the coffees she found a couch at the far end of the deck. It was only 50 feet from the water but out of the morning sun. Jordan joined her in a few minutes.

"Would you mind reviewing an article I have written?"

Emily replied, "I would be honored but I am not certain how I might help."

Jordan said, "Sometimes I make errors and hate to send a poorly written article to New York." What Emily did not know is that Jordan had put four errors in the piece.

After reading the entire article she said, "This is well written. I did find five minor errors that you might want to correct." She cited the four errors that had been deliberately placed in the article. The fifth mistake was an incomplete sentence.

"I found four spelling and punctuation errors. An incomplete sentence in the final paragraph you may want to revise."

"Thank you. You have the skill of an editor. Would you consider working full-time for me as an assistant? The position would be officially as a junior editor working for Vouge would provide full benefits. Would continue to be in Clearwater but would need to travel to New York, Paris, and Milan for major fashion event. The starting pay would be $70,000."

This sudden offer surprised Emily. It was both flattering and exciting.

"It would require some time away from home but those would be limited to approximately six weeks spread out throughout the year. You would be attending the parties and events associated with each fashion week. These trips would be paid by the company. What do you think?"

"I am surprised and flattered that you would consider me for this position. It sounds like a wonderful opportunity. We would be working together. This represents a significant lifestyle change. May I have time to think about it?"

"Certainly, you should consider this to make sure it is a good fit for you. It would give you a chance to travel, meet new people and be amongst the world leaders of fashion. You undoubtedly will want to discuss it with your husband."

"I will think about it. I am really honored you would consider me."

Putting her hand on Emily's shoulder, "There is no one I want more than you."

Closing her laptop, Jordan returned it to their room. They then went to the beach for some sun and sand. An hour later Jordan suggested they go to Atlantis's pool.

The pool was enclosed on four sides with the open top covered by screen to prevent bugs from getting into the space. The side facing the beach had a row of frosted sliding doors that could be open or closed for privacy. The pool area was clearly marked "Clothing Optional"

Upon entering the pool area Emily noticed five women in either the water or lounge chairs. All were nude. Several older women appeared to be together. A very attractive black woman with a young female companion sat on the opposite side where she and Jordan sat. Before setting down, Jordan untied her bikini and deposited it alongside her lounge. Emily was not as brave.

"This is clothing optional which means the rules of society requiring women to held in an oppressive world don't exist. Take your bikini off and feel liberated."

Emily felt it was on thing to be totally naked with Jordan but quite another to be nude in front of strangers. She hesitated until Jordan untied the top of the bikini. As the top slipped to the floor, Emily's breasts became free. She move her hands to protect them.

Jordan whispered, "Let them be free for me." With that Emily's hands dropped to her side. "Thank you, Sweetie,"

Across the pool the attractive black woman waved to Jordan. "How are you doing Jordan?"

"Great Temakica, what brings you to this side of Florida?"

"Several client meetings and a chance to visit Atlantis."

Emily asked, "Who is that person?

"That is Temekica James. She owns one of the largest public relations firm in Florida. She has a wide variety of clients. Her firm represents tradition clients, companies attempting to manage complicated unfavorable situations. She also has specialists who solve difficult situations and embarrassing situations. Divorce attorneys often rely on her team to assist in getting incriminating evidence for their clients case. She also exercises political clout. She is one very influential person."

From across the pool Temekica motions to Jordan to meet her in the pool. Upon which she jumps and swims to the center. Jordan responds by also jumping in and they meet in the middle standing waist deep.

"How have you been Jordan? It has been at least nine months since we last had a chance to talk.

"Good to see you Temekica. I have been busy in both New York and Europe covering fashion events. This is the brief period between fashion show seasons that I can catch a few minutes of rest. So how have you been?"

"Business has been very good but hectic. Between two new clients in Atlanta with special considerations (translates to big problems) and hiring several new associates, I have been busy. I had a business relationship in Tampa so I brought along one of my new associates. I am taking advantage of the weekend here at Atlantis. It is one of my favorite places."

"I see your associate appears to be very comfortable here."

"She is getting properly oriented. Last night she rode the "Black Stallion" and I almost lost her. She got so excited that I was afraid she would go into cardiac arrest. She will do well. Her name is Jessica and very good looking don't you think?"

"You certainly have a talent for finding beautiful talent."

"Tell me about that beautiful woman you are with. Is she a serious partner or a potential assistant? When you are finished with her, I would like to chat with her."

"We'll have to see about that."

"Tell me has she ridden the "Black Stallion and if so, how did she react?"

"Not yet."

"Would you and your friend be my guest with me and Jessica tonight for dinner a restaurant outside the club? I've always liked the Salt Rock restaurant. It is only 15 minutes away. The manager is a friend of mine and can get us the best table in the house."

"I hadn't really thought about it but that might be a good opportunity to meet you and Jessica. By the way my friend's name is Emily. The only clothes she has are the ones she wore to the club but that should do. What time?"

Temekica smiled, "So you want your friend wearing a bikini or nothing this weekend. Sounds like your plans were very focused. If we leave here at 6:00 we should be at the restaurant in 15 or 20 minutes."

The twinkle in Jordan's eyes confirmed Temekica's comments. "That will work would you like me to drive?"

"Sure, that will be great. That Mercedes convertible always gets attention. With three beautiful women in it, men will be drooling. Too bad that is all they can do."

The dinner arrangement made, Jordan returned to Emily who watched the meeting curious about what they discussed.

"I'm back Sweetie. I decided to join Temekica and her friend Jessica for dinner at the Salt Rock. It will give you a chance to meet. It will be a good opportunity to meet one of my important friends. Don't worry about clothes, we'll wear what we arrived at Atlantis wearing. Are you alright with that?"

" Yes, I only hope I will look okay when meeting your friend. You look amazing in whatever you wear. Now its time for you to get into the pool with me." With a quick move, Jordan untied both sides of Emily's bikini. Pulling away, she sat naked and tried to cover her exposed privates."

"Don't do that. You're too good looking to hide your beautiful body. Now stand up let's jump into the pool together. She reluctantly stood. Holding Jordan's hand they jumped into the pool together.

Temekica watched and smiled enjoying Emily's beauty. They stayed in the pool for almost half an hour. Partially as Emily became accustom to being nude in public and partially because the water felt good.

Finally getting out of the water, Emily immediately grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her. Less modest, Jordan took her time before picking up her towel. Picking up their discarded bikinis both women walked to their room.

Jordan said, "We have about an hour and a half to get ready. You may use the bathroom first to get ready. Wear what you wore when you picked me up at the airport. I have one request. Do not wear panties. I want you to go commando tonight. Are you okay with that?"

Emily responded, "I have never done that before but if you want to go commando tonight I will. I don't want to be embarrassed."

"Don't worry Sweetheart only two people in the restaurant will know you're not wearing panties, you and me."

Five minutes to 6:00 Jordan pulled the Mercedes to the entrance of the club. "When Temekica and Jessica come out, I would like you ride in the back with Jessica. She is new to Tampa Bay. Make her feel comfortable." Nodding her approval and understanding Emily got in the backseat. A few minutes later Temekica joined Jordan in front, while Jessica slide into the back with Emily. Turning left out of the club's driveway and onto the street, the trip to Salt Rock took just 15 minutes.

Seated at the premier table, drinks and dinner were ordered. The unrushed conversation initially focused on Temekica's business. This included some very discrete case information. Emily became the focus of her attention. Temekica wanted to know about her and what she wanted for her future. Quickly reading her motives and potential efforts to recruit Emily become a part of her organization. Jordan injected that Emily was considering becoming her assistant and travel with her to international fashion shows. After dinner the group drove back to Atlantis. Temekica and Jessica decided to take a swim before going to their room.

Jordan asked Emily to join her on the deck for a class of wine before going to their room. With two glasses of Chardanay, they settled in on the couch. The empty deck provided a very convenient environment to discuss what happened at dinner.

Jordan said, "Sweetie, you are an exceptional conversationalist. If you decide to accept my employment offer, you will be in demand during Fashion Week events. Temekica did her best to recruit you, but unsuccessfully."

"Thank you for the compliment. Her motive to recruit and suspect seduce me were clear."

Jordan smiled, "You also aroused me every time I thought of you not wearing panties. Going commando is a common practice of women participating in fashion events. Their dresses hug their bodies and a pantie line is the last thing they want people to notice. Except for A-list celebrities who want to show more than most to promote their personal image and careers, most women attending these events prefer to keep things private. You will look great wearing some of the evening gowns while not showing a pantie line."

Emily responded, "I felt a bit nervous having never gone out in public that way, but it did feel good. I don't anyone, except you, noticed or cared."

"I cared and felt increasingly horny as the night progressed. You did great."

With the wine have gone, Jordan leaned over and kissed Emily. She responded with a passionate return. The kissing intensified. As Emily's arousal became stronger, Jordan responded by rubbing her shoulders while continuing to passionately kiss her.

Her right hand moved down to Emily's skirt and began stroking her bare legs. This further increased the intensity of her arousal.

Jordan's hand moved slowly up Emily's leg until it reached her nude pubic area. That send a tingle and soft moans which filled the empty deck.

"It's time your clothes go. I want you naked." With that she started to unbutton the pink blouse."

"We need to go to our room. I don't want to scandalize the club members."

"Nothing to worry about. First, we are the only ones on the deck. Remember this is a clothing optional resort, and you experienced the freedom of total nudity early today." In a few seconds Emily's blouse fell on the couch. Seconds later her bra joined it. Sitting topless she felt vulnerable and embarrassed. Strangely, it seemed to further enhance her arousal.

"Would you please me?" Jordan then gave her another kiss on the lips.

Emily attempting to cover her breasts. "How?"

"Take off your skirt."

After a few seconds she slowly and reluctantly removed the final piece protecting her modesty.

"Now, you are beautiful and free." Gently pushing Emily's hands away from her breasts, her lips moved to her right breast and began sucking. This sent an almost electric stimulation to her pussy which became wet. The moans increased as Emily lost all control. Being naked, on a moon lite night and being sexually stimulated went beyond any fantasy she ever had. As she began to squirm with pleasure, it became clear to Jordan it was time to move to their room. Emily would not forget this night.

"Sweetie, it's time to go to our room." Jordan pickedup all of Emily's clothes, held her hand and led her through lobby. At this point Emily made no attempt to cover herself. In a partial sexual frenzy, she did not care who saw her, she only wanted completion. Jordan prepared to provide that relief.

Once in the room Jordan firm but gentle voice said, "Take off your sandals and stand in front of the mirror. While I put your clothes in the closet, stand there and look at yourself."

Quickly moving to the closet, Jordan hung up the discarded clothes. She also slipped our of her street clothes into a black leather bra and shorts. This gave her a very dominant appearance.

Gazing into the full-length mirror, Emily became very aware of both her nudity and how beautiful she looked. This further added to the increased arousal started on the deck. Jordan then appeared in the reflection. Her being dressed and Emily's nudity added a sense of vulnerability. At that moment Jordan began to massage Emily's shoulders and back.

"Relax and submit to me for your pleasure. You can be totally uninhibited. Let your fantasies become reality. I will bring you to a level of sexual freedom you have never known." With that the hum of device filled the room. It was placed on Emily's neck which became very relaxing. Jordan then slowly moved it down her shoulders, back, and butt. The initial tranquil feeling transformed in a few minutes to increased arousal.

Emily' s pussy began to throb and wet. As Jordan moved it over her ass, it became increasingly difficult for Emily to control herself. "Oh god, oh god, what are you doing to me?" Jordan's reflection in the mirror told the story. She was in control and Emily would become totally submissive to her wishes.

"Don't worry Sweetie, you will be taken to a place your fantasies have dreamed of. You are experiencing the Black Stallion. Just let it take you to where you only imagined."

After letting the Stallion massage her thighs with increased intensity, Jordan slipped it into Emily's vagina. With a sudden scream of pleasure, "Oh god, oh god please, please...."

As her breathing became heavier and the moaning increased, sweat started to cover Emily's body. She no longer had control. The waves of pleasure flowed through and over her body like waves crashing on a beach. "Oh, I can't take any more, please stop."

Jordan continued until the loud scream of pleasure and Emily's body convulsed in total release. Collapsing on the bed in total exhaustion, she had never experienced such a climax. Naked and covered in sweat Emily could only cry as Jordan gently massaged her back.

"You did very well Sweetie. Now you know what a real release feels like and the freedom it gives you. Rest for a few minutes. You look beautiful."

After 15 minutes rest Jordan said, "It is my turn for pleasure. Get up on all fours."

Startled by Jordan's order, Emily did not immediately respond. "Now get up on all fours and I will take you where you have never been. Now get up and do it now."

Emily sensing the demanding nature of Jordan's instruction, slowly raised herself on her hands and knees.

"That's a good girl." Jordan stroked Emily's back and shoulders. Despite her initial exhaustion, slowly a new wave of arousal started to fill her body. She became reenergized and a new throbbing emerged from deep within her.

"It's time you let me fuck you. A relationship requires both people to share in their fantasies and actions. Since I first saw you at the Village Inn, you have been a haunting thought. Every move, your smile, beautiful hair captivated my imagination. You being with me, naked and allowing me to take you became a consuming passion. Not only are you beautiful but also intelligent and that it what I crave and need in a partner. "

Using the Black Stallion to again arouse Emily, Jordan's right hand moved over her back and onto her ass. The gentle massage became more vigorous. Soft moans of passion poured from Emily as she reached a new level of heightened arousal. At that point Jordan slapped Emily's ass. "Oh yes." Was her response.

A second spank resulted, "Oh yes, yes."

Jordan continued to allow the Black Stallion to do its magic. She then kissed Emily's naked butt. Pulling a tube of KY Jelly off the nightstand by the bed, she applied it to the waiting anus. Her fingers penetrated the warm rectum which responded in anticipation of some erotic pleasure.

Emily moaned and cried out, "What are you doing to me?"

"You are going to be fucked Sweetie like you should be. I am going to peg you and make this experience the ultimate moment of intimacy. Surrender to me and let the pleasure fill you."

While Emily recovered from her first maga orgasm, Jordan had stripped off her leather shorts and put on her strap-on. Dropping the Black Stallion on the bed, Jordan continued to rub Emily's back as she positioned herself to mount and fuck her aroused girlfriend

Emily's moan responded to Jordan's penetration. As the motions in and out of the intercourse continued, she convulsed.

"That's a good girl. You like being fucked."

In a high-pitched voice, "No, please, please don't." Followed by, "Oh god, please. please fuck me, fuck me, make me your lover."

After several more minutes Emily cried out, "Oh yes, yes, yes." The strong convulsions and heavy breathing told the tale. Emily totally collapsed on the bed.

Jordan pulled out of Emily and got out of bed. She went into the bathroom, removed the strap-on and pulled a fresh towel from the cupboard.

As Emily lay sweaty and exhausted Jordan used the towel to dry her off. Once done she climbed into bed, pulled Emily to her.

"Sleep well Sweetie. I am here for you. You were magnificent and I love you. With that the evening faded into dreams and sleep.

The sound of the surface's gentle splashing on the beach and sun lighting the morning, Emily slowly awoke. The pleasures of the night before had overwhelmed her senses and filled her dreams. Jordan was already up and dressed.

With her eyes grungily opening she heard a friendly voice, "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty, glad you awoke before I left."