The Treasure Of Ankhesenamun Chapter two
' Giza'
Ray woke early. For a moment he wasn't aware of where he was but then he said aloud, " Bloody 'ell..". He was in bed with a very attractive woman and they were in Egypt. Ray sat up a little in the bed and looked at the time on his watch on the bedside table. 6 am... maybe a little early for breakfast but not too early for a bit of love, he thought. Tasha stirred, next to him and Ray slid down again into the bed, whispering to her, " Are you awake?". There was a muffled response and a sleepy smile so Ray touched her lips with his and kissed her warmly and thoroughly when he felt her respond. Tasha opened her eyes when he stopped for a moment. She looked at him appraisingly. Great body, nice tan, lazy seductive smile, terrific blue eyes.
" What ? ", asked Ray. " You're a very attractive man, Ray Carling". He raised an eyebrow. " Well, I've not had any complaints.". " Come here then", Tasha murmured and Ray smiled, turning in the bed and allowing himself to be wrapped by Tasha's arms and legs. He kissed her again then applied himself to kissing her neck, before sinking his cock into her. He took his time, raising her excitement until her hips were thrusting up to meet his and then he really took control, slamming hard into her until she cried out, " Yes ! Oh yes... Ray...please.." and he felt her climaxing. He came quickly, after her and they lay entwined, for some minutes, relaxed and satisfied.
When there was a knock at the door, Tasha explained, " I ordered breakfast last night.". Ray called out, " Come in!". A waiter entered and set a large breakfast tray on the table, gave a small bow and left. There was juice, coffee, croissants, honey and sliced fresh fruit on a bed of ice. " That looks bloody lovely", said Ray. " And so do you", he added, reaching out to pinch Tasha's bum as she got out of bed.
" So what are we going to do today ? You know Egypt, Tasha. I haven't got a flamin' clue. ".
" Well, if we set off soon", said Tasha licking honey from her fingers, " we can see the pyramids and the sphinx at Giza, before the tourists get there".
" Don't". " Don't what, Ray ? ". " Don't do that licking thing with your fingers, or I'm going to have to drag you back into that bed.".
Tasha hired a driver for the morning. She and Ray set off for the Giza district not far from the city. She had explained when they had first met, that she and her late husband had met whilst at university. They'd both gone on to gain their doctorates in Egyptology. Ray was rather in awe. " So you're a real swot, then..". Tasha had laughed. " I suppose, so". She'd told him that she and her husband, Steven, had then worked freelance, advising museums and collectors. They'd also done their own research. Steven had been killed when his car had gone off the road outside Luxor. Tasha had been devastated but she'd told Ray, " We were more like friends, or brother and sister, perhaps. We'd got married because we had the common interest in Egyptology".
Ray had of course seen pictures and film of the pyramids and of the sphinx but when the car stopped, he gasped. Sand, sunlight and ...the pyramids. Herodotus had proclaimed them, " The eternal gift of the Nile". The pyramids were ancient, even to the ancient Greeks. Ray looked around him, open mouthed. " The largest", said Tasha, pointing, " was built by over 100,000 men. It's 137 metres high. It was ordered to be built by Khufu, the second king of the fourth dynasty, who ruled from 2551 to 2528 BC. The pyramids were once covered by limestone cladding..". " They'd have shone like diamonds, in this sunlight", muttered Ray, uncharacteristically rather poetically.
It was the Sphinx though, which impressed Ray the most, when they were driven closer and had approached the great momument. It looked so imposing, so magical. Tasha explained that it had been built in the likeness of the Pharoah Khafre and that the weather worn sphinx depicts the Pharoah as a human headed lion wearing the head - dress of the pharoahs. " 21 metres high and 73 metres long", said Tasha. " Those huge, paws, " muttered Ray. " It looks so peaceful and powerful, as well". " We are linked to the people from over four thousand years ago, when we stand here". Tasha replied, taking his hand.
They left the site before masses of tourists arrived. Tasha and Ray hadn't been much bothered by men trying to sell them souvenirs or camel rides and the day was not yet too hot to be borne comfortably. Tasha had pointed out one of the camel police. " Y' what? ", spluttered Ray. He looked to where Tasha was pointing and indeed, there was a policeman riding past at quite a pace, on a camel. Ray grinned. " I ought to take one of those back, for the Guv..I can just imagine him galloping around London going after villains, on one of those !".
Back at the hotel, Tasha and Ray had a shower and Tasha told Ray that a collector she'd once advised, called Hanif, had asked if he could meet them for lunch.
Ray looked a bit miffed. " A bloke ? We're meeting a bloke ? What's he like ? ".
Tasha smiled at him. " He's about seventy, Ray". Ray grinned. " Well that's OK, then. " He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, caressing her breasts and hips. Eventually, Ray pulled back and looked down at Tasha. " So this old bloke, what does he want ? ".
Tasha looked puzzled for a moment. " I don't know, Ray. He didn't say..."
