Seductive Company (6 page)

His lips hovered near her ear, “You like that don't you, yeah, I know you do.”

She moaned louder at his words, her body arching to meet his hand, her pussy clenching around his exploring fingers. His teeth bit into her ear, almost hurting her and she moaned again. Her fingers digging into his shoulders, she turned her head, lips blindly seeking his. He pressed his lips to hers, taking her mouth forcefully as she moaned and began cumming hard against his fingers. He pushed back from her, and pressed on her shoulders, dropping her to her knees. She pressed her lips to his dick, her tongue darting across the tip before wrapping her hand around it and beginning to suck him. Her tongue swirled up and down the length of him, and she took as much of him as she could, but was gagging around him. Her fingers stroked him in rhythm with her mouth and his fingers buried deep in her hair, holding her lightly to him. She sucked a bit faster now, taking less but moving quickly, her tongue moving erratically over him, pressing the head of his dick on every upstroke. He let her go a little longer and then pushed her away; she fell back, watching him.

“Take them off,” his voice was low, thrumming with pleasure.

She removed her pants but left the panties on.

“I want you on your knees,” she obeyed wordlessly, positioning herself so he could slip into her from behind.

She felt his fingers again, dipping into her and then he was there. Thick, hard, and hot he slipped into her, stretching her.

“Girl…you're tight,” he muttered, pulling back and thrusting in harder, deeper.

Soon a steady motion was established and he reached around her, rubbing her clit. She cried out, her pussy clenching around his pole. She heard him moan a little, and then she cried out again, when he slapped her ass. The shack was filled with soft moans and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Finally, he let out a long moan and she felt him begin to cum inside her. She quickly pulled his dick out of her, allowing his load to shoot on the floor. After she jerked him off, he fixed his clothes and waited for her to do the same. Dressing quickly, she ran a hand through tousled hair as he asked “My place or yours baby?”

She smiled as she fixed her hair and said, “I’ve got to get back to my girl…I know she’s looking for me, but if you come back with me I’ll give you my number and maybe we can go to breakfast or something.”

He smiled and replied, “Sure thing, baby girl!”

After about twenty minutes, India strolled back in the club with her new friend as Ursula came rushing over to her.

“India…where have you been…I’ve was a little worried that you left me here or something.” “Who is your friend?”

India looked at him and smiled as she tried to remember his name. He caught on and responded, “I’m Miles…Miles Clyburn.” “And you are?

‘Oh…I’m Ursula Ballentine.”

“Please to meet you…do you come here often?”

India looked at Ursula and then responded, “No…not that much.”

India looked at Ursula trying to get her attention as she tried to continue the conversation. Finally getting her attention, she motioned for them to go to the ladies room.

Ursula gazed at her with a “what are you doing expression as India grabbed her arm saying, “Miles will be right back…we need to freshen up!” “Let’s go, Ursula!”

As they strolled toward the bathroom India said, “Girl…I’ve need to get away from him…are you ready?”

Ursula looked at her puzzled, “Why…he’s seems to be a nice guy…why are you ready to leave all of a sudden?”

“Because, I just want to go alright…are you going with me or are you staying here?”

Ursula stepped in front of India as she said, “Honestly, India…I just don’t know what you’re afraid of but you really need to stop and take a look at yourself…you’re letting life pass you by and for what reason I don’t know?” “I just don’t understand what the problem is with you girl!”

India gazed away from her as she spoke and then she looked at her straight in the eyes as she replied, “Look Ursula…you’re a great friend and I know you’re just trying to help but please…back off about this okay!” If you want to stay then okay but I’m not trying to get into a relationship…not right now.”

Ursula smiled as she replied, “When is the right time, India?” “You’re an extremely attractive woman…please…don’t let yourself wither away.” “Before you know it you’ll be old and you’ll look back and say, “Was all this working worth it?”

She sighed as she stepped around her and walked into the ladies room. Ursula stood there as she thought, “I really wonder what it is that’s keeping her from getting into a relationship?” “I need to find out what it is before she destroys herself?”

W
hen they boarded the plane at Kansas City International Airport, India was certain she had made a mistake in accepting this so-called special project. An uneasy premonition of failure was still with her as they touched down at Atlanta's Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport, but as they left Atlanta, the air turbulence seemed somehow to jolt her out of the downbeat, portentous mood that had clung to her. India was looking out the window of the plane as it made its final approach to the airport, observing the island’s palm trees and sandy beaches. After about twenty minutes, the plane finally touched down and taxied to the gate area. As they deplaned and walked down the ramp in Nassau International, India was buoyant and confident, and she knew, her decision to come to the Caribbean had been a clever choice. As they went through customs, it took over an hour to get their luggage. Finally getting everything, they took the shuttle limousine to their resort hotel. When they finally made it to the hotel, the driver got out the limousine and drank a couple of Red Stripe beers before getting back in the limousine. Although, they were at the Sandals Royal Bahamian Resort and Spa Hotel, there were still some people trying to sell cannabis to some of the guests in the parking area. With its own private island, luxury included this resort and spa was located on the western edge of the Bahamian Riviera, on Nassau's Cable Beach approximately, five miles from the Nassau International Airport. This resort had everything that you could imagine with amenities that included a water sports complex, colonnaded freshwater pool, misting pool (six more pools are scattered throughout the property), European spa, eight on-site restaurants, and room service available 24 hours a day with butler service.

India looked at Danika, smiled as they check in, and shown to their rooms. As the bellman was escorting them to their rooms, he gives them a quick briefing about the resort, “Ladies, as you know the resort is right on the water and it has a great beach separated into two sections.” “One of the sections is the clothing optional beach.” “The other is reserved for nude sunbathing.” “There is a large swimming pool, and a number of Jacuzzis, with one of them is in the clothing optional area.” “There are tennis courts, a basketball court, sand volleyball, and a fitness area.”

The bellman took India’s luggage into her room and placed them neatly in the bedroom next to the dresser. He walked out of the bedroom and stopped short of the door, turned around holding out his hand as he said, “Is there anything else that I can assist you with, Madam?”

She smiled as she gave him a tip and escorted him out the door. Just as she was about to close her door Danika walked over from her suite. She looked at India as she stepped into the room closing the door behind her.

“What do you think about all this,” Danika asked as India strolled over to the picturesque window to observe the scenic view.

“Girl…I don’t know…I think if we play our cards right, we can come off big in this deal!”

Danika sensuously gazed at India as she slowly sauntered over toward her.

“So…girlfriend...did you think about what I said?”

India looked at her with a frown as she replied, “What are you talking about Danika?”

Danika put her hand on India’s hair slightly brushing it around her left ear as she replied, “Have you thought about us…you know getting together for a little dinner and maybe a nightcap after?”

India smiled as she put her hand on Danika’s hips moving it down to her side, “Is that all you think about...getting somebody in your bed?” “I don’t know about that Danika…let’s just get settled in and get this assignment going first before you get into trying to get some pussy.” Besides, “I’m strictly dickly, baby and that’s what I’m looking for…DICK!”

Looking disappointed, Danika replied, “Look, girl…all you think about is making fuckin’ paper…why don’t you just relax a little…get some pressure relief.” “You might be surprised what a woman with skills can do for you!”

Just as India was about to answer Danika, her cell phone rang. She immediately glanced at her caller id and noticed that Travis St. Croix was on the phone. She pressed her Blackberry button and answered the phone.

“Hello…Mr. St. Croix.”

“Hello, Ms. Wynn…I trust you had a pleasant flight down on our exclusive company jet?”

“Yes,” looking at Danika, “It was a pleasant trip…we’re just settling into our rooms right now.”

“Good…the reason I’m calling is to let you know our schedule for this evening and is as follows: were attending a host sponsored banquet tonight; and then there is a reception for all the guest of the corporate heads after that.” “I need you two to get some rest than meet me at the Hoffman Grand Ball Room at 8:00 pm, okay?”

“Yes sir…we’ll be there.”

“Hey relax…please…there’s no need to call me sir…it would be a pleasure if you called me Travis.”

“Uhh…okay …uh...Travis…we’ll see you then…goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

She looked at the phone and then pushed the button to end the call as she glanced at Danika, “What’s going on with everybody…first you’re trying to hit on me and now St. Croix is trying to get some too!”

Danika looked at her surprised as she replied, “What…what makes you think he’s trying to get with you?”

India walked into her bedroom, picked up one of her suitcases and put them on the bed, opening it one of them.

“I’ve been around long enough to know when a man is trying to hit on me…besides…when your boss suddenly wants you to call him by his first name…there’s something they want.”

Danika glanced at her as she replied, “So…are you uhh…interested in him?”

India stopped unpacking, staring up at Danika, as she answered, “No…I’m not in the least interested in him in that way…I just want us to do this assignment and then get the hell out of dodge.”

Danika looked at her as she thought, “Bitch…you know you want to fuck him…why you bullshittin’?”

She frowned as she began to stroll out the room. Before she could go India ran out behind her, trying to stop her as she said, “He called to tell us that we need to be ready to meet him at 8:00 PM for dinner.”

She kept on walking as she sighing as she answered, “Whatever…I’ll be ready!”

As Danika strolled out India’s suite she thought, “You think you’ll gonna get with that bastard…not if I can help it…I’m gonna get you…you will be mine trust me, bitch!”

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After about an hour, India finishes unpacking and began to look over the activities schedule. There would be plenty of things to do and many organized activities: snorkeling, scuba diving, a golf tournament, and so on. She had planned to read a couple of good books on the beach and then she decided why not go to the nude beach. She had never been to a nude beach and she found it intriguing. She took a quick shower, put on a sexy yellow sundress and a black thong and went down to the beach. There were quite a few couples on the beach and all of them were nude. Most of them sat in groups of four or six and they obviously knew each other. She found a cozy spot and grabbed a beach chair. India was extremely intrigued with watching the people walking around naked. She felt herself getting aroused as she studied the men walking around with nothing. India was in great shape, at 33 years old, she was a fit 5'4" and 110 pound brick house as she worked out all the time and played an awe-inspiring hand of racket ball. She was extremely blessed, with a decent pair of breasts, 34DD to be exact, a 24-inch waist and a 38-inch bootylicious ass that was round as two basketballs. She was hot and it was obvious with all the attention she always seemed to get. She loved being attractive and it was her driving force.

After she sat down in her chair, she removed her sundress and immediately put on some sun block. She begins to rub it deeply and passionately into her rich chocolate skin. As the she smeared the sunblock on her already, soft skin that just made her skin look even more smooth and silky in the sunlight. After she finishes putting on the sun block, she slowly removed her thong, exposing her hairless mound. She then kicked back in the beach chair and began to draw a few stares from other people as they were probably trying to figure out why such a beautiful African-American woman was sitting alone on a nude beach. They probably thought that her boyfriend or husband had not joined her yet or something. She sat there reading one of the books she brought with her when a silky sensuous voice interrupted her concentration. She looked up as she immediately noticed a handsome chocolate brother who was now standing over her as he said, “Pardon me, but do you mind if I sit here,” (pointing at the lawn chair to the left of her).

“Sure, please sit down,” she replied and smiled at him.
He set on the beach chair next to her. After he settled into his chair, he turned and looked at her and then said, “I'm Tomas…Tomas Marseille,” he said with a French accent.
“Hi…I'm India, pleased to meet you,” she replied as she quickly went back to reading her book.

“Where is your husband?” Tomas asked.

She slowly gazed at him with a staggered expression and quickly answered him, “Oh…I'm not married!”