Back at the plane I pace the floor checking my cell every couple of minutes just to make sure I didn't miss her call or text.
"Christian, chill man, you are going to wear that carpet out. She will contact you" Elliot advises.
"Sorry" I run my hand through my hair.
"You want to come out for a beer?" I shake my head "Well I am going stir crazy in here besides if you are not coming I guess i need to give you some space then" he winks.
"Get out of here" I push his shoulder playfully "and don't forget to take Sawyer with you"
"Be lucky!" he says quickly before ducking out of the door.
About 15 minutes later my phone pings and I read a message from Ana…
ANA: Hi Christian, all good here, car passed the end of race inspection so I will come away with some points from the race even though I was 7 laps short of the finish. We are all so pleased with the result.
ME: That's fantastic news, you should all be very proud. Are you able to come over?
No reply comes, shit! She must think I am pushing and too hard. As the minutes roll past and there is no reply, I slump in the chair cursing for being too keen. I jump when my phone pings, I quickly check it…
ANA: Aren't you going to let me in? You promised me a tour, remember?"
I jump up and shout Yes! With a fist pump before hurriedly typing back…
ME: Of course I hadn't forgotten, we are in hanger number 6, come up the stairs and knock.
There is an instant knock, I open the door and there she is, in jeans, pumps and a vest top. She is holding a bottle of Dom Perignon Champagne.
"How did you find me?" I say.
"I bribed the chap on security with a blow job to tell me where you were" she giggles and my dick twitches.
"Huh?" I say confused and she starts laughing.
"Oh your face Christian" she laughs harder "I...wish" giggle "I…had" giggles again "a camera"
I think I still have a stunned look on my face as her laughter is continued and obviously begins to hurt her sides and tears roll down her cheeks.
"I don't see what's so funny" I say soberly
She tries to stop laughing and compose herself, dabs her eyes with a tissue and takes a deep breath.
"I met Taylor at the entrance and he escorted me here" she says "You looked like you believed me about the security guard" She tries not to laugh again but a few titters escape.
"Ohhhh I see, I wondered how you got here" don't I feel like an ass now I think to myself.
"Here, open this" she gives me the champagne "I am celebrating tonight"
I pop the cork, pour two glasses before I toast the team's success today and she really seems to appreciate that.
"Right, I owe you a tour" I take her hand and lead her to the cockpit, she sits in the pilot's seat and I am in the co-pilot's space. I take some time to explain some of the equipment, gauges and buttons.
"This is amazing, you can fly this?" she asks.
"Yes, although I prefer to be flown as generally this is for longer haul flights, if it's for business I need to turn up refreshed and presentable. But Charlie Tango is my baby"
"Charlie Tango?"
"My helicopter, only I fly him, I use him more for short haul or close social engagements. I love the feeling of freedom up there, no paparazzi chasing or photo's being taken and I can truly relax"
"I would love a flight sometime" she says.
"Of course, it would be a pleasure" I reply and smile.
Moving down the plane I show her the crew quarters, kitchen area and pointing out all the small but what I consider important modifications that I made when I bought the plane. She seemed impressed with the setup and indicated she would like a flight in this one as well as Charlie Tango.
We sit to continue drinking our champagne and Vera has left a few Hors D'oeuvres which we tuck into readily.
"So when and where is your next race?" I know very well where it is but I want her to talk about it.
"Why Christian, a man as organised as yourself, surely you would know?" she sips her champagne.
Damn, I keep forgetting she can read my mind, all I seem to do is make a prick of myself.
She smiles "It's at the Phoenix international speedway, Arizona on March 2nd. I really hope we can improve on today's race; I would love to be the highest placed woman NASCAR driver this year. I mean I am realistic, it's going to be a long while before a woman wins a race let alone the cup but that doesn't mean I can't give it a damn good try"
"Don't bite my head off but I still hate the fact you like such a dangerous sport" I duck slightly waiting for the backlash but I think the champagne has mellowed her a little.
"My mother feels the same, she absolutely refuses to come and watch me race, she gave Dad such a hard time when I persuaded him to let my try-out for the team. I had been racing for years but not in such high powered, male dominated areas and she hated the idea. Unfortunately it soured the already tense relationship between them"
"Must be difficult for you and them" I say.
"Things between my Mother and I were never easy, sometimes I think I remind her too much of my biological father, he was the love of her life but he walked out when I was young and she was devastated. Ray came along on the rebound; we hit it off straight away and became almost inseparable and I think she was jealous to an extent. Ray left after about 13 years and when I finished Uni, got bored of working in a corporate company I joined him here"
"I like Ray, I have much respect for him and what he does, the way he cares for his employees is admirable" I honestly say.
"Thank you, he would appreciate hearing that but enough about me, I want to know more about you" Ana smiles "I want to know how you got into the BDSM scene?"
Fuck! How would she know about that?
"I'm not into any scene" I try denial first and see what she responds with.
"Oh come on Christian, rumour has it you are quite active, remember I signed a NDA so I won't blab to anyone"
Shit, she has me by the short and curlies now!
"Oh this is really difficult for me, I err, well I had I suppose an affair with an older woman when I was fifteen and sh…"
"Fifteen!" Ana shrieks "That's abuse surely" I think she sees the strained look on my face and quietens down.
"She used sex as a weapon to get me to do better at school, rewarding me with sex when I did well or punishing me when I didn't do good" I take a deep breath "she used toys, all sorts of toys and allowed me to us them on her if I had been good" I cast my eyes down "I am not proud of what I did"
"But you were a minor, she shouldn't have touched you at all!" she is getting worked up.
"I know that now but back then I was a horny little kid who thought it was great to be getting the attention and sex of course" I admit "It wasn't until I found out she had tried it on with Elliot that I got angry and broke all contact but not before she had given me a taste of the lifestyle and I wanted to carry that on. For me its control, it's all about control"
"Didn't your parents have anything to say?" she asks
"Elena was Mom's best friend, I didn't want to sour their relationship and I was enjoying myself so I never said anything until…let's just say it was a very unpleasant time for Mom and I, Dad flipped and banned her from the house and the rest as they say is history"
"I am totally stunned that she got away with it" Ana confesses.
"Well by the time it all come out, I had built up GEH and was very successful so I didn't want my name being dragged through the courts, papers and anything else for that matter"
It's still wrong" Ana say quietly "So you still participate in the lifestyle then?"
"I have subs, I call on from time to time but I have kinda lost interest in them of late" I stare into her eyes and hope she realises it is because of her.
"But you don't visit clubs or venues?"
"No, definitely not, too much interest and I don't want people knowing my business" I explain "What about you? How did you get into the scene?"
"A former boyfriend introduced me to the lifestyle but I never got into anything hard core; I don't mind spanking, use of whips and floggers to an extent however I do like tying/binding as that's my control too but I am a switch. While I like being on top, race days are hectic and high pressure and in a race I have to make a thousand decisions a minute, knowing a wrong one could have severe consequences for me and others. At the end of the day, I just want to switch off and have someone look after my needs. I don't want to think, or analyse, just clear my mind, obey and trust my partner to take care of my needs."
"Interesting" I say with the hope I can introduce her to my playroom and soon. I pour some more champagne for us both and sit down in the seat next to her. Her face is flushed from the alcohol, she looks a little sleepy but how wrong could I be as she stands up and starts doing a strip, she is not wearing much anyway but I stand up in front of her, running my hands up and down her back, waist and sides. I use one hand to unhook her bra and allow it to fall to the floor, I cup each breast in my hands before kissing and licking around her nipples, they stand to attention very quickly and she moans at the sensation. I instantly become hard and she frees me from my trousers, they join the rest of her clothing on the floor.
My thumbs hook either side of her panties and I drop them quickly and allow my hand to explore between her legs, I rub and tease her clit, she groans and writhes at my touch, panting and saying my name which turns me on even more.
She turns; bends down onto her knees and takes my length; her tongue does such sensuous dance on my tip I have to take support from the back of a chair, I pull her back up and kiss her lips gently at first but as my need grows to be inside her my kisses become intense and passionate. I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist, I lower her onto my dick but don't allow her to go all the way but I tease her opening until she begs me to fuck her.
I lay her down on the table, put one leg on each shoulder and slam into her hard, again and again, I watch her breasts move up and down with each thrust and that intensifies my urgency.
"Oh god Christian, turn me over" so in one deft move she is on her front, I grab her hips and begin thrusting, enjoying the deep penetration this position allows, I slap her buttocks one after the other and she groans with pleasure "Again, again" she pants so I oblige until she orgasms, a couple of thrusts later and I empty myself into her, grunting and panting as I do so.
I stand upright and help Ana to stand too, she is out of breath and both of us are covered in sweat. We sit back in the seats we got out of and I pour another glass of champagne, we clink glasses before refreshing ourselves with a long cool drink….