Abandoned to Lust (Erotic Romance Story), Book 2 (A Month of Pleasure) by Carla Mason Page A

with ….. George, I was so surprised, completely lost for words, Gabe introduced George to me, he took my hand and kissed it,
    “Very nice to meet you” my brain had lost its togetherness.
    “Oh yeah you too”
    I’d no idea what to do, all of my Uni friends were friends with Paul, I had nothing to hide but wasn’t really ready for him to know how my week had played out just yet.
    “How do you two know each other?” I asked.
    George said that they were old friends from the neighbourhood and it was by chance that they’d bumped into each other, enough said to give me some piece of mind.  Gabe said he was just grabbing a coffee to drink at the bar and was heading off to his next meeting, I felt such a sense of relief, George on the other hand was loving my squeamishness, he was almost chuckling, which soon brought a smile to my face. Both men had their coffee at the bar completely animated in conversation, whilst I was trying to regain some composure and that blissful feeling I had prior to being jolted into reality.  After Gabe had finished his coffee he called out his goodbyes and headed out with George.  I was just feeling relaxed when George appeared from around the corner.
     
    “You looked so aghast Steph”
    “You were the last person I expected to see, especially with Gabe”
    “An old flame maybe?”
    Again I became flustered, I didn’t want to tell George about Paul. I needed to keep that part of my world to myself but he could tell I was withholding something.
    “It’s okay Stephanie, I don’t mean to pry, I have no interest either way, I’m playing with you”
    An uncomfortable smile spanned across my face, how did my perfect day turn to this so quickly.
    “I’m going to an art opening tonight”, I said trying to change the subject.
    George smiled “Then we best get out of here quickly”.
    I was a little annoyed with his assumption that I’d just follow, but my body was giving other signals and I wanted to be with him.
     
    We went down the street and jumped into his car, something that I had quickly became used to doing - it’s amazing how easily we become used to the finer things in life, like joy riding in Porsches.  On the drive back to his place, I told him about Lex finding the polaroid, George couldn’t contain himself, laughing hysterically. “I put it there for your pleasure not your friends, did they learn anything?”
    I smiled and soon began seeing the funny side of things.  We finally arrived at his front door and were still laughing. It’s so easy being with George, I don’t need to “act” I can just “be” be a little bit naughty.
     
    “Im starving.”
    “Me too.”
    George came to give me a cuddle.
    “Not that kind of starving.”
    But as I said it, I felt the fire ignite within me.  We had a quick bite to eat and then George asked if I wanted to see our “night of pleasure.” It was quite strange, I felt a little prissy, but mostly naughty, and I liked naughty, I liked the freedom to shock.  We sat on the floor, our previous evening of lust spread before us.
    “You’re a naughty girl Stephanie.”
    “Look who’s talking.”
    “I think you need a bath to wash away all that filth, but first lets turn off that pesky phone that keeps going off, I feel like I am living near a Fire Department with the amount of time your phone goes off”
    I slipped my phone on silent and threw it back into my bag.  George got up and went into his bathroom, his beautiful old freestanding tub filling with warm bubbly water, he walked out with a robe on and said
    “joining me?” as he dropped his robe to the floor and stood naked before me.   A smile spread across my face as he began to slowly, undress me.
     
    I love the way he undoes my shirt with such expertise, sliding his hand gently across my back to undo my bra, hands moving knowingly over my breasts my nipples responding like buds of spring waiting to be held, touched, squeezed. He moves his hands  down my