The next day, Magdalena woken up at sunrise. The pictures in her head from last night had made her body tingle all over. The feeling of the Colonel's fingers deep inside her was enough to drive her mad. Never had he approached her like that nor had he ever dared to play sucha dangerous game. After all, her uncle could have seen them easily but lucky for them, he was all too occupied with a serious conversation along with Goebbels and Himmler. She could easily scent his smell of after shave, cigar and Scotch.
Magdalena turned to lay on her side and closed her eyes. She wanted to dream about him again, like she had done so many times before. She knew all to well that starting an affair of some sort with one of her uncle's closest men would be too dangerous. But still she didn't want it all to go away, not just yet. The Colonel knew perfectly well what Magdalena thought about him and also which buttons to push when it came to seducing her. Magdalena had always played had to catch, but only with other men. Colonel Hans Landa wasn't like any other men.
The only thing that had annoyed her last night was that after he had passionately and quietly pleausured her in the hallway, he had left her there without a single word and walked past her into the diningroom. Magdalena had stood in the doorway and watched him salute her uncle and shook his hand. Afterwards, she had left them and headed upstairs to her room. Just as she had been ready to go to bed there had been a soft knock on her door. Outside, Hans was waiting.
"Sleepy?" A sly grin had formed on his lips.
"For your interest, yes, I am sleepy. What do you want, Herr Colonel?"
"Herr Colonel? How formal you are. You know that I want you to call me Hans."
Magdalena turned away and sighed, hoping he wouldn't hear it.
"Oh, what's this? Do I detect some annoyance in your attitude? Tell me..."
"There's nothing to tell. I'm just sleepy and I don't know what you want by coming into my room."
"Perhaps I came her to hide from your uncle and his dull conversations. I'm not interested into wether we're gonna invade another country or not. I prefer your company above that, liebling." He walked up to her and placed his lips closely to her ear. "I've had this major lust for you the entire day. Could you be so kind and help me release myself? I want it so badly." His words send shivers down her spine.
Magdalena had pleasured him for two hours. He had forced her down on her knees, ordered her to unbutton his pants and then let her indulge him with all she was worth. As soon as her lips had touched his swollen head he had stumbled backwards up against a wall. His excitement soon overcame him and his moaning could have easily been heard all the way downstairs. But luckily, her uncle always used to play his records at a enough volume to drown unimportant noices.
"Oh, mein schlappe, you're getting quite good at this. You're so so good at this."
Magdalena felt her jaw become more sore for everytime she took his whole length inside her mouth. She thought he must come any second now since she had given him all she could. There wasn't a single spot on his manhood that she hadn't licked, nibbled or sucked at. She didn't had to wait long until Hans gave one last moan and came deep inside her throat, emptied all his release he had build upp over the day.
When he was done, Magdalena looked up at him. Small pearls of sweat had formed on his forehead and some had gently runned down his temples. His breathing was steady but still slightly strained. He had helped her back up on her feet and kissed her, tasting himself on her tongue and lips. "Magdalena, I can't get enough of you. I want us to meet in private the next time." Without having a chance to reply, Hans had gathered his things and left her.
As she was still lying in her bed, the sun soon found it's way thru her curtains and shone in her eyes. She sat up and decided she could just as well get out of the bed and meet her uncle downstairs for some breakfast.
Her uncle was already at the table when she came downstairs.
"Guten morgen, mein Engel. Hungry?"
"Not really. I think I'm just gonna get some coffee."
"Alles gut. By the way, did you enjoy the dinner last night? I was very pleased with it. And how lucky that the Colonel had time to drop by. You know, he's very busy these days, a very hard-working man." Even when her own uncle named Hans by his title it made her knees weak. "Yes, it was a very pleasant evening, uncle. How nice of the Colonel to join us. He's a very good man." She quickly looked down at the floor and she suddenly felt her cheeks blush. She hoped her uncle would notice it.
"Are you sure you don't want anything to eat, my dear? We're going for a little trip later."
"To where?"
"Oh, the Colonel invited us to his townhouse. He did so before he left last night."
This time Magdalena almost choked on her coffee. She wasn't ready for that at all. Sure, Hans had told her last night that he wanted to meet her again soon, but she didn't thought he would mean THIS soon.
"Well, how lovely. I'm looking forward to it."
Oh, if her uncle only knew what his sweet little innocent niece and his closest man were doing together. If she would ever tell him he would surely rip her head off or perhaps rip Hans' head off. What she was doing was foolish, a dangerous liaison.
