I hope you all enjoyed the setup for this, and the more thought provoking aspect of it. Here now is the first of the two parts of the scene we would all enjoy seeing, at least I hope we all enjoy it! LOL. It has some more conversation, though, so don't give up too soon. Gregg.
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Helen brought Will into her suite with a great deal of anticipation. She was actually going to give in to her attraction to him and allow him to become her lover. The timing was good, as she had been less and less satisfied of late with her sessions of masturbation to take the edge off of her sexual needs and desires. In fact she had intended while on her next trip to engage in some personal recreation with a male escort. Now that she was taking her friendship/relationship with Will to this next level, she would not have to do so. In fact the idea of having a regular lover was appealing on a number of levels, not the least of which was the ability to simply have someone to share personal time with, whether sex were involved or not.
When they entered she placed the champagne in a silver high hat that already had ice in it, as she had intended on having a glass of chilled champagne, or two, that evening anyway. Moving to a closet, she pulled out some satin men's pajamas and handed them to Will.
"You can change into these in the en suite," she said to him, appraising him carefully for the slightest sign of hesitancy. She had to admit her sudden invitation, despite the conversation, could have been somewhat risky on her part.
Will walked into the en suite and almost gasped. He shouldn't be surprised considering the lavish qualities of the mansion, but her en suite was incredible. There was a massive spa tub with all the latest gadgets included, a large, spacious standup shower with a glass enclosure, and the usual porcelain toilet along with a bidet. The floors were a polished marble, and the wood finish on the walls and cabinetry was of the best quality. Knowing he was wasting time, he quickly removed his clothes and put on the satin pajamas. Perhaps a bit odd considering what they were going to be doing soon, but he could adjust. He wasn't about to let this golden opportunity pass. They were a black ebony color with some gold edging. Taking a breath, he walked back into the large bedroom and did indeed gasp at the sight of Helen Magnus.
Helen had quickly changed into a simple, short, satin robe that came down to just above mid-thigh. It was easily apparent that underneath she was nude, her nipples erect and evident as they pressed out against the material of the robe. The color was a soft lavender. She had lightly touched up the little makeup that she wore and was now on the bed, leaning back against the large, fluffy pillows, her right leg crossed provocatively over her left, while holding a glass of champagne as she waited for him.
"You like?" she asked, an amused smile on her lips as she took in his shocked expression. She herself was liking the sight of him in the black satin pajamas a great deal. She felt her nipples harden even further, and a rush of moisture pool between her legs. The throbbing she felt at the apex of her thighs was absolutely heavenly.
"Oh, yeah," Will drank in what he was seeing. He took a moment and also looked around the room and saw that it was a very sensual atmosphere. The large room, much larger than most family, or living rooms, in normal homes, was lavishly appointed with dark woods and light cream colored fabrics. The bed was a good deal larger than a king sized bed, and made for the person who loved spreading out and not having a care in the world. The art work was sensual as well, being a collection of nineteenth century nudes that he recognized from art books, and he was certain that some of them were originals. One caught his attention, though, and he was shocked to see that it was Magnus! Helen Magnus had posed for a nude painting?
"I posed for that in 1887," she told him. "The artist is no one famous, or even well known in the art world, but we did spend a fun filled summer together on a Greek island that year. It was one of the few vacations I allowed myself during those times."
"You really should take more time for yourself," Will commented as he accepted a glass of champagne from her and joined her on the bed at her invitation. He also noticed a number of black and white photographs of various city scapes, which he recognized, but also could tell that they were from long ago, not recent. He would not be at all surprised if she had taken the photographs herself. They were framed in exquisite dark wood frames. He made a mental note to ask about them sometime.
"Maybe I will now that some things have settled down after the events of the last couple of years," she mused whimsically, though she knew it was unlikely. She took another sip of her champagne. "Those bed clothes look very good on you."
"And that robe looks spectacular on you," Will told her as he drank some more champagne. "Kimono?" he asked.
"No, but close in style," she replied, not bothering to give the correct name of the style of robe. "I don't wear these kinds of things often. Usually they stay in my closet or drawers until I take a trip where I plan on meeting up with someone, but this seemed right, somehow."
"And these?" he asked making a gesture at the satin pajamas he was wearing. "They fit me, and you don't seem the type to have a man here at Sanctuary."
"You're right," she told him, pouring them each some more champagne. "I bought them for you almost three years ago on a whim, when I seriously considered seducing you. Then I thought more clearly and decided that I couldn't afford the risk to my work that could occur by taking you for a lover. I kept them, I suppose, on the off chance that perhaps someday this would happen."
"Why tonight?" Will asked curiously. His daze over this happening so quickly was still prodding his curiosity.
"Honestly?" she asked rhetorically. "I was looking at satisfying my urges next week when I attend the symposium in Rome. When I realized what you were doing, I decided to take a chance and see if this could be a possibility, despite my genuine concerns. Needless to say, my personal plans for my time in Rome have changed."
"I'll take that as a compliment," Will smiled.
"While I have not been in a romantic relationship in over a century, Will, I can say without hesitation I do not cheat on the one I am involved with," she told him. "I believe that is the current word used in such a situation? Cheat?"
"It is," Will nodded. "And I don't cheat, either, by the way."
"That's good to know, as I would hate to have to send Big Foot to deal with you if you did so," she said with a deadpan serious tone.
Will paled a moment, and then caught the teasing twinkle in her eyes. "Funny," he remarked.
"I certainly thought so," she smiled as she pulled the tray holding the strawberries and chocolate sauce over to her. She took one of the strawberries and dipped it into the chocolate, taking a bite of the sinful treat, closing her eyes in pleasure. "There is something delightfully wicked about combining food with sex," she observed, moaning as the flavor explosion from the strawberry and chocolate hit her full force.
"Such as enjoying the mix of flavors as someone enjoys licking chocolate sauce of their partners body?" Will suggested with a slightly suggestive waggle of his brows.
"So I have a devoté of oral pleasures in my bed tonight," she remarked with a pleased sparkle in her eyes, and her husky laugh.
"Well," Will shrugged, adding a bit of feigned youthful bravado to the mix seeing what she had to say, "my lips aren't just good for talking, Helen."
Helen shuddered slightly at the implications of what he had said. She also caught the mixing of a more youthful dash of playfulness in his words. Younger than he was in real life. Perhaps he was intrigued, and aroused by, the May-December aspect of the new level of their relationship? She would have to test that. The role playing scenarios that were possible from that were deeply arousing, to say the least.
"The reverse is equally true, I assure you," Helen told him, deepening her voice a bit to let him know how turned on she was getting with the banter. She dipped another strawberry in the chocolate and extended her hand to him, offering him a bite of the treat. Her eyes focused narrowly on his lips as he bit into the strawberry. She pulled back the uneaten half and seductively closed her mouth over it, chewing slowly, and then licking her lips with soft, gentle swipes of the tip of her tongue. She glanced down and saw a rather impressive tenting of the bottoms of the satin bed clothes she had given him. It had always intrigued her how aroused a man could get when the mood was more sensual rather than sexual, but she had no room for talk as she was quite aroused herself.
Will watched as Magnus ate the remaining half of the strawberry and he imagined those lips working their magic on something else entirely. He didn't force this, though. He was enjoying the buildup, and he was sure that Magnus was enjoying this as she seemed the kind of woman who used her forays in the past to slake her sexual urges and desires rather than explore the sensual intimacy of being with another person. He could well imagine the raw, lust filled nights that she'd enjoyed when on some of her trips, and no doubt he would be able to enjoy those kinds of nights with her himself once this relationship developed.
"Have you ever taken the time to learn a lovers body?" Helen asked, her voice becoming a silky, sexy, enticing tone. She extended another chocolate dipped strawberry for him, which she teased him with before letting him take a bite. Pulling back the remainder she ate that in the same sexy manner as before. "Taken the time to learn what makes her shudder in pleasure, yet isn't anywhere near the penultimate act?" she asked.
"I'm guessing not like what you're talking about," Will finally replied, a bit of a shudder going through him at the implications of what she was saying. Just who was going to do the exploring first?, he wondered. He pictured himself exploring and learning Helen's body and it was like a dream come true. Then he imagined her doing the same to him and he almost exploded at the surge of arousal that shot through him.
Helen smiled a sexy smile, the curve of her lips teasing him. "It's not something that a one time encounter really allows, as the lust and raw passion takes precedence, but when I've decided to have a man return for several nights while I travel, it's a wonderful experience to explore and enhance the overall encounter," she told him. She let her eyes travel along the lines and planes of Will's form. Even in the bed clothes he was a very appealing man. She let her tone grow husky with her lusty arousal. "I intend on learning you completely, Will Zimmerman," she said simply, but with a powerful undertone.
Will gulped slightly. Helen's voice, with it's accent and the subtle changes in pitch, was incredibly sexy. He could get lost in just listening to her speak, but her words right now were making this experience a Hell of a lot more dramatic. He decided to up the ante a bit.
"And I intend on learning you, Helen Magnus," he replied, mimicking her words.
"Another example of flattery," she observed. "You must really want everything," she winked.
Helen was enjoying the playful quality of this initial foray into a sexual relationship with Will. He was excellent company normally, and his ability to keep up with her in this context was a delightful discovery. One of the things that had made her pause about the idea of a relationship with him was whether he would make this more of a raw sexual aspect, or would he be able to enjoy the fun, playful times that it afforded them if they allowed it. He was showing her that her worries were groundless. She leaned over and kissed him, tasting the strawberry and chocolate mixed together with his own flavor, and she deepened it, letting her tongue roam in his mouth. She noted with approval that he was an excellent kisser. Pulling back slightly, she looked him directly in the eyes.
"I think it's time to learn a little more about you, Will," she told him in a purring tone. When she saw him nod she quickly removed the tray with the strawberries and chocolate as well as the champagne glasses. Turning to him she smiled wickedly. "Just lay there and let me explore," she commanded. "You'll get your turn soon enough," she added, moving towards him with a definite intent. It was time to begin taking care of some of her needs, and fulfilling a couple of fantasies regarding Will.
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the developing rapport between them, and the sensual quality that this chapter used for that, as well as the lead in to the main event. There will be one more chapter to this one which will be their mutual explorations and the taking care of each other's needs. Gregg.