A Business Proposal
A Business Proposal
Written by Glass Jasmine.
This story is rated M for its content and language and is not suitable for children.
Based on the characters portrayed in Card Captor Sakura by Clamp and there not mine.
Warning: This chapter will content explicit language. If you don't like these types of stories, turn back now.
3. A dinner like any other.
Sakura was inspecting the sparkled floors and silverware along de vast dinning table and suspected right there that wasn't a good idea to have that dinner that day.
Eriol dint bother to come home last night. Despite that Sakura paid no attention to that fact, he dint wanted to hide it.
"Tomoyo organized this thing for you… I had been arranging this event since yesterday and you were capable of not coming home last night!"
"I'm sorry. I know that you are angry… but …"
"But nothing Eriol…" raise her voice to say "if you don't love me, fine by me. But we are still married. Married! And I won't allow people talking behind my back that you are shaking up with someone else!"
"What makes you think that I'm doing so? I am not cheating on you darling. I am trying to tell you that I stay later on the office. It was too late and then…"
"Yes, yes… stay to sleep in it" Sakura said grinning at him. "But…"
"But nothing, sweetie. Trust me darling… I am not cheating on you" he stands up and kissed in her forehead, before he went to the bathroom.
Sakura shriek in despair thinking that her instinct wasn't fooling with her: Eriol have a lover and she wasn't crazy. But how to prove that he was fucking another woman? Eriol wasn't a fool. She already looked in his belongings everyone looking for clues. Dint found anything in his cell phone. Or his agenda. Nothing in everyplace she could think of.
But then it hit her… his office? Could be something in his office? But how get there without arousing any suspicion?
She thinks of every excuse probable to get into his office and neither was convincing enough. Later that evening the guest started to arrive in pairs and also singles. The list Tomoyo handed to her was extensive to forty guests… "Close relatives and friends…" Tomoyo knew the high society of London and Japan and dint doubt that every one of the guests had at least eight figures in their bank account.
As the guests arrived, and Sakura gave them the welcome in the home in once time to time, watched the clock in the foyer and concluded that Eriol was running late.
The night went along and almost twenty minutes later made Eriol his entrance to the living room. Almost every one of their guest already show up. Sakura came close to him saying "Tomoyo hasn't arrived yet. You are just as unpunctual as she is. But of course she always has to make an unforgettable entrance; I suspect that her dress for tonight cost a few thousand of pounds"
Eriol smiled to her comment and started to salute everyone there. Syaoran Li wasn't there yet. Sakura knew that because she dint knew him and everyone in that room she knew.
When the doorbell rang a woman in the service to the Hiragizawas, opens the door. The melodic voice of Tomoyo was heard in the room and everyone there clasp joyful to be in the same room as the beautiful Japanese.
As Sakura suspected, Tomoyo came in with a surprising two piece of a velvet corset against her pale skin and a skirt long and wide but gave her the look of a sexual symbol of a cover magazine or some kind of vampire's vixen. With red lips started to say hello to everyone and almost everyone dint notice the man that came in with her. Her washed hair played with the lights in the room and also de sparkly eyes of most of the male guest.
Sakura envied her. She has the capacity of quieting a full room of men and make them desired her. But not Sakura; she could barely keep them interested in looking at her for the second time. She knew that she wasn't object of desire for any man in that room. Not even, her own husband.
And then, she looked at the entrance and her eyes meet his. And she knew in that second, that something was off. Not with de newcomer, but with her.
Standing in the entrance was a man stunning and tall: brown hair messes up in his head. A white shirt fit perfectly to his body and black pants also black shoes finishes his looks. But was something in his smile small and masculine that made almost every woman in the room to gasp.
Including the hostess.
-"Eriol!" –Said Tomoyo saluting him and turning to the new comer. – "Do you remember who he is?" Said Tomoyo, playfully.
"Of course, Li! Syaoran Li! Good to see you" Said the host coming close and saluting him with enthusiasm. "This is a surprise. It's been a long time"
"Not as surprise I was for me to find Daidouji" Said Li "Is an honor being here"
"Please let me introduce you to my wife" Says turning to Sakura who studied him from the moment he came in to the room like other women present. "Sakura: this is my old friend, Li Syaoran, from Hong Kong. We went to college together. Li, my beautiful wife Sakura"
"Nice to meet you Sakura" he said with cordial tone of voice. "You can call me Syaoran. Like we are all friends" smiled lightly.
"Nice to meet you Li" said finally the Japanese.
"You have to apologize, my wife Syaoran. She is Japanese and doesn't like very much to be not too formal with people. In special, men"
"Is okay, Eriol. I understand. I had to get used to your British and occidental custom as well" Said all cordially "I am please to meet you Sakura"
The night followed a very quiet and pleasant evening filled with memories and of course business chatting. We can't forget the fact that the famous auction conversation also took place, subject that Tomoyo and Sakura were experts.
For Tomoyo was easy to talk that night. But for Sakura was as difficult as she was being questioned by a nuclear physic; Syaoran Li couldn't or wanted to take his eyes of her. Was a look that Sakura feel like incriminating? The man talked only a few times while Eriol and Tomoyo get the attentions of everyone there.
"Oh damn!" said the Chinese for a second getting everyone to look at him. "What a mess" he said when he started to get clean with the napkin: his red wine glass slipped from Tomoyos hand – she was sitting next to him- and felt in his chest and part of his dark pants.
"Oh what a mess" Said Tomoyo looking disturb "I am so sorry Syaoran"
"That's okay. At least someone could tell me where is the bathroom? " said at the same time he stood up and tried to cleaned up with his own white napkin.
"Is a little late for water only" Discussed Eriol looking concerned. "Darling?" Looking at Sakura "Could you be a doll, to point Syaoran towards our bedroom? One of my shirts could fit for him"
"What? Oh yes! Of course" she agreed standing up.
"I'm so sorry Syaoran" Said again Tomoyo.
"That's okay. Don't worry Tomoyo"
Sakura waited for Li in the foot of the stairs and started to walk in the same pace towards the second floor. He was escorted by Sakura towards the big and well furnished hallway and getting in one of the rooms in a complete silence. Syaoran closed the door after his and listened carefully when the woman walked towards the walking closet saying "Eriol has a couple of white shirts so you can dress the same"
Syaoran started to unbuttoned his shirt and by the time Sakura returned with the shirt, Syaoran chest was barely being covered by the white tainted shirt and Sakura´s cheeks begun to blush. She looked to other side of the bedroom so she dint look directly to the man.
"Like what you saw?" Asked Syaoran so firmly that she startled at his face surprised by the question.
"What do you care? You are Eriol´s friend" Handing over the shirt without looking at him.
"Yes but I am also a man, Sakura" Said simply "And you are a beautiful woman"
Sakura´s mouth opened wide along at her green eyes astonished by his honesty. But she dint look at him.
"You are trying to seduce me" She concluded and frown her forehead. "Aren't you?"
"Why do you think that? I am only paying a compliment to my beautiful hostess. And besides, if you weren't my best friend's wife, I will pay compliments in other ways… no so polite or respectful"
Sakura was now in shock "Have you no shame, sir?" Facing him. "you're right; I am Eriol´s wife and you are disrespectful"
Sakura took a step back. Syaoran took one forward. Sakura looked at the door and he laugh knowing what she thought "I closed in our way in… and there's is no one in this floor… is it?"
Sakura looked at him defiant and asked "How do you know?"
"There are four people serving the dinner. For the size of the house my guess is that that's all the people serving tonight"
Sakura glance at him and something in his mind slipped. She walked again back and Syaoran close another step to her.
"What is it that you are afraid of Sakura? I don't bite…" and laughing cleared "Well at least this time. What is it that you're afraid of? That your husband discovers us?"
"I don't believe it; you are shameless sir"
"Is not this what you want?" Asked convince and shocking at Sakura who's heart pounding in her chest confused her more and more.
"Stop it right there. You may think that you are a conqueror Syaoran Li, but let me remind you that I am Sakura Hiragiwazawa… Mrs. Hiragizawa…" insisted.
"That is the only thing that has stop me from taking you by the force, Sakura dear… and what a delight it will be"
"You are rude sir" she said not graduating the tone of her voice. "And an impertinent too. If you want to pick someone up, pick Tomoyo"
"Why? Why have her when I can have you?"
"You are crazy" said very nervous and Syaoran noticed.
"And you are pretending to be a lady when I bet you are a wildly thing in bed. Care to know right now?"
Sakura was crimson. She dint calculate the consequences or the apologies, she had to make later when her hand hit the masculine face forcefully and decided. The echo provoked by it, sounded in every corner of the room.
Syaoran smiled despite that Sakura tough it'll make him go back, he came close to her. "My turn" He said grasping to her face and looked at her firmly before he touched his lips with hers even with Sakura´s arms and hands between them.
Sakura fought that kiss. At first… that kiss stole her conviction she had seconds before that made her hit him. But now, this man was kissing her… and what a way of a kiss. Then… she just feels the sweet embrace of those gentle lips and more he kiss, the more Sakura kept closing his eyes and enjoying the contact.
Syaoran closes her body with his arms and embraces against the woman while he walks slowly and patiently in her lips. Soon enough Sakura opens her mouth and felts the sudden entrance of the male tongue.
It's been months since the last time someone kiss her like that… desired her like that.
"Stop it Sakura" Said her mind in those seconds "Stop it… this is not Eriol…. This is his best friend"
"I don't care… I want to be desired… I want… I want…. To pay with Eriol with the same coin"
Sakura start to walk with her hands in the male chest looking to the warm of his skin. And it felt it like her: Like a fever growing inside her. The more close he kept her, the more she wanted to feel like a woman.
Syaoran dint know what to think. This woman was fire and volcano. Her kisses were flames and her response caught him by surprise. What was the problem with his friend? The moment she took her little fingers and put it in his nude chest, her erection was clear and intense.
What would happen if he tried to make her yours in the marital bed? A bed that wasn't theirs.
Wait a minute: Theirs? He thought of theirs?
Aw! The hell with it. Syaoran took her in his arms and walked with her towards the bed. He quickly puts the woman into it and under him, grasping her waist and legs with a sudden urge to fill upon. He dint think that this was some kind of agreement; a business between Eriol, Tomoyo and him.
"Shit" Thought when his tongue went into her mouth with despair and the woman trembled under him. "I am in deep trouble" suddenly spreading from the woman who agitated looked at him and for one second Syaoran fear some kind of remorse, but not from her.
From him.
He stood up, while Sakura looked confused and breathes heavily looking the wide back of the man asking her what just happened.
"We better go downstairs or would be suspicious" he murmured while he buttoned his shirt quickly. He never could see this coming. He stills excited and knew that something most be done to calm his senses.
But not in there. Not with that woman.
Sakura came to her senses and walked out of the room leaving him alone.
Minutes later, he came down the stairs with the glancing looks coming from Eriol and Tomoyo. Syaoran was talking to some of the guest in the far corner of the room.
When she came close to her husband was received by Eriol with a glass of wine, which she hurried up. Tomoyo looked at her and detected her nervous actions.
"Are you okay, Sakura-chan?"
"Ehhh yes, I am fine" She said not convincing her friend who looked at her husband with questioned mark upon her face. Both of them glanced towards the Chinese who looked amused about something being told by other of the guests.
Sakura despite her efforts to look calm, she was shaking inside her. That outrageous man! Who thinks he is?! She was astounded by his behavior upstairs; but worse, she was astounded by her; she was kissing and touching a man that wasn't her husband.
Ok. She understood her body; was months since last time she had slept with Eriol. But her wedding vows were there for some reason. She would never have a fling with a total stranger, friend of Eriol´s or not. Or will she? Then the thought come to her senses; she would actually consider it.
She was in trouble… and troubles that wouldn't be so simple to resolve.
"What do you mean, with "It's not simple"?" asks Tomoyo later that night taking Syaoran back to his hotel. "Is easy… I've watched you for years fucking everything that has a vagina. And most of all: how you handle with expertise every type of woman that crossed you path. And Sakura was not a great challenge to you… what the hell happened?"
"I don't know Tomoyo. She is… different"
"Different? Different, How?" She asked while she drives her sport car in the streets of London. "She is a woman. She loves compliments and right now she craves for danger. I gave you every tool you need to take her to bed. It easy"
"She is not like you" he frowns at her very uncomfortable by the subject and his memory of Sakura under him. "She may be hungry for some affection, but she is not like you"
Tomoyo hit the brakes of her car and looked at him very displeased. "I pour you the wine and Eriol settle early the camera in the bedroom. You know that everything go according to plan"
"Yes and the tape is in my pocket" Said Syaoran surprising her but not looking at her face. "Don't worry to take it… it has nothing. I saw the camera put over the bed. Very poor hiding must add… If we changed positions during the act, she would come close to her and then everything will backfire to our faces… Sakura will claim that she was drugged or something"
"So… what do you propose?"
"Leave it to me. But is too quickly to bet for something that has a lot of possibilities of not happening" palming his own face; were Sakura stroked him. "You should calm down and also Hiragizawa. You would ruin everything if you ran before you learn to walk"
"I am not willing to wait a year at least before that stupid brake off the marriage!" Shrieks Tomoyo in despair and the man looked at her with not interest in her complaints.
"I don't know what you see in him honestly" Syaoran talked to her caching her interest. "Hiragizawa can't break up his marriage by the easy way… it just telling her that is over…"
"He or I aren't willing to loose his entire estate for our little passionate encounters. And we want to be together. Sakura stands in our way" making a pause "Besides, you know how good the merchandise is… don't you, dear? And Eriol wants it all for himself"
Syaoran looked at her seriously and concluded "But he doesn't that I know"
"No, he doesn't. And I prefer if stays that way…what a drunken night can make and a fight between us. But it was… memorable, wasn't it? "
"Right" He answers not in the mood.
"Want to remember the past?"
"Sorry Daidouji. But like you said, it was a very drunk night. Besides I was just as drunk as you were"
"But you dint complaint during the oral exam" Said Daidouji very sexy walking with her hands towards his masculinity.
Syaoran stopped her hands and put it back into the steering wheel. "Sorry dear. But I am not sharing this time. When I am with a woman is for me only. And besides, I have bigger fish to fry"
-- To be continued.
Ey all of you!! Yes I know. Disappear for almost six months. So sorry for that but I had some things to solve. In the meantime, I've serve you with chapter three. Well it came some remorse from Syaoran but things will heat up in the next chapter.
Syaoran will basically stalk Sakura and will fulfill his goal: fucking his friend wife. Sakura will be between guilt and joy. But things will not come up as easily as Tomoyo and Eriol planned: Syaoran will take measures in his hands and at the same time, will put some obstacles in Daidouji for a secret that he has within. What will be? Stay tunned for the next update in "Business proposal". I warned that the next chapter will be so charged up with sexy scenes that wouldn't be good for every eye. So see you then!
Glass-Jasmine.