Sunday can't come around quickly enough, not only will Ana's over bearing Mother have gone home but I get to spend the whole day and night with her.
Jose's Gallery event seems to be a big thing so I guess a lot of press will be attending. I pull out my Navy suit, white shirt and suitable accompaniments to match. I chastise myself for not liaising with Ana for today but she had enough to do with her Mother being here.
I pick Ana up at 11.30am which gives us plenty of time although I hate being early but I know this is important to Ana. She looks beautiful in a LBD, it shows off her lithe and toned body and I feel proud to walk beside her.
As we pull up close to the gallery it becomes obvious that Jose's partner has done a very good PR job. The press are cordoned off to each side of the entrance by SPD barriers, a red carpet leads the guests into the entrance way. I joke to Ana that it feels like we are pulling up to a big award ceremony and we are nominee's here to see if tonight is our lucky night.
The camera's click and reporters shout out as we walk along the carpet, Ana has linked her arm through mine and is beaming like a Cheshire cat. Once in the foyer, a waitress offers a tray of champagne, we both take a glass. Ana is looking around for Jose and Chris, she spots them talking on the other side of the room but decides to wait until they move closer this way.
Sipping on decent champagne, I recognize a few business associates milling around and a couple stop for a polite chat before Jose finally comes over.
"Congratulations Jose, this is wonderful, Chrissie did a fantastic job" Ana hugs him.
"Aw thank you sweetie, so glad you came" he turns to me "Christian, good to see you again" we shake hands.
"Thank you for inviting us, this is certainly impressive" I comment and see Jose blush with pride.
"It's been a dream come true and well, as you are here today Christian, can I tempt you to expand your collection today?" I see him wink at Ana who is giggling beside me.
"I could be tempted but I would need Ana's opinion" I smile.
"Good, good! I am sure she can lead you in the right direction, anyway I must continue to mingle so I will catch up with you later if I can" Jose waves goodbye as he turns to greet another guest.
The press are mingling, finally and inevitably catching up with us both.
"Miss Steele, How do you know Jose Rodriguez?"
"Oh we went to university together" Ana replies.
"Do you like his art?" Stupid fucking question!
"Love it; I'm a very big fan, as is Mr Grey" Thanks Ana
"Mr Grey, you own pieces of Mr Rodriguez's artwork?"
"Four pieces in fact, I am a huge fan of his style"
"You also became part owner of Miss Steele's racing team recently, that's a change from the normal business ventures for you?" Great it didn't take long to get around to that topic.
"Yes it is, my brother is a big fan, the opportunity came along and I signed on the dotted line"
"I can see the appeal" the reporter glances sideways at Ana and I want to deck him, what a prick!
"It is a shrewd business deal, nothing else" I glare at him.
"So the rumours of you and Miss Steele dating are false?"
"As always" I sigh "My personal life will remain private as will Miss Steele's. Thank you" you ass hole!
I take Ana's elbow and guide her away from that idiot and take two more glasses of champagne from a passing waitress.
"You don't like the press very much"
"That is an understatement Ana; they are like weeds, popping up unexpectedly, at the most inconvenient times and try to destroy you with half-truths or outright lies. I have had a patchy at best relationship with them" I explain.
"They seemed to have been fair with me so far"
"I'm glad for you" I say honestly "Anyway I want to see some more art"
We walk around and just as we are coming to the end of the gallery, a piece catches my eye; it is bright, bold and daring just like Ana. Not wanting to be seen publicly making a purchase, I leave my card, the painting name and contact details at the purchasing desk as we are leaving.
Jose is very busy but we catch his eye as we are leaving, Ana signals she will call in a few days when things have settled down.
Taylor is waiting as instructed. Ana kicks off her shoes in the car and wiggles the life back into them.
"Ugh, give me sneakers or sandals any days over those toe busters" she rubs the side of her foot.
"You had better put these on then" I hand her a small holdall with clothes and shoes inside.
Ana looks puzzled "What are these for? She looks in the bag again "These are not mine"
"I asked Taylor to buy them for you so we can go on a little adventure" I wink at her.
"But how would…" she lowers her voice "Taylor know what size I am?"
I laugh "I told him"
"Oh…Oh…ok" she stutters pulling the clothes out of the bag. Looking at them, Taylor has done great in his selection.
"Are they alright?" I ask and she nods before turning her back toward me
"I need unzipping" her voice has dropped to a seductive teasing tone and it's like 'insta-erection' when she does that.
My fingers slowly pull the zip down to reveal her soft, silky back, she has no bra on so I move my hand around to her breast, her nipple is taut and her breathing quickens as I play with it. I take my other hand and do the same the other side.
Taylor discretely coughs as we are nearing out destination, I help Ana change, well; if you call ogling her helping then I was extremely helpful. We are in the car park as Ana is putting her sneakers on, when she looks up her jaw drops as she sees the surprise awaiting us.
The hot air balloon is up and ready for flight
"I have always wanted to do this, how did you know Christian?"
"I have my sources" I smile.
"Dad?"
"I couldn't possibly reveal my source Ana, breach of confidentiality and all that"
"Ow you!"
"Mr Grey, we are ready to fly sir" a voice from behind startles me.
"Great, thank you" we start walking over.
"This is awesome Christian, it so big, the views are going to be fantastic as it is such a clear afternoon" she claps in delight.
We climb into the basket and the pilot 'Frank' introduces himself, gives some safety instructions and then we lift off from the ground.
Ana grasps my hand in delight as the views get more spectacular the higher we get. Some of the Seattle buildings are just a speck in the distance but it is so peaceful and serene up here. The sun is beginning to set and the sky turns to autumnal colours, shades of red, orange and everything in between. With that also comes a slight chill in the air, I see Ana shudder and rub her hands up and down her arms.
The pilot pulls out a couple of light blankets which Ana gratefully wraps around her shoulders and then offers a glass of champagne to each of us along with some Beluga Caviar.
"Did you organise all of this Christian?" Ana asks
"Yes I did, you like?" I respond hopefully
"I love it but the only problem is and I am ashamed to admit that I have never had Caviar before. I know you are supposed to eat it with certain utensils I think" Ana says as she blushes.
"You are correct, you should never eat Caviar with any metal utensil, I usually use wood but each to their own but for simplicity today I have got some small toast squares" I uncover a small plate of posh toast squares and offer to Ana.
She looks all bashful again and whispers "You go first so I can see how you do it" and then giggles. I could have happily dropped the Caviar and her to the floor and screwed her; that giggle makes me so horny but I keep my self-control and demonstrate.
She tries a small bite and makes the appropriate yummy noises that tell me she likes it.
"Mmm its delicious, you are spoiling me" she grins
"Well I thought you could use some chill out time after your Mom left" I say gingerly not wanting to upset her.
"You are right and this is perfect"
Champagne and Caviar finished, we return to watching the last of the views and the exhilarating feeling of total freedom before we have to land. The chase vehicle pulls up moments after we land to take us back to base. We thank the pilot, generally flights don't happen until July time as the weather conditions are perfect but as the conditions have been unusually good he agreed to a flight.
Sitting in the chase vehicle "Christian, I had a wonderful day today, Jose's success followed by this…"
"The night is still young; you want to have dinner with me? We can keep it simple, French Café? I know a small Bistro, cosy but nice?"
"Sounds good to me" she smiles.
Approximately 30 Minutes later we pull up outside 'Bistro Voltaire'. It is very intimate but never full. Neither of us is ravenously hungry so we pick 2 smaller dishes so we can share and a round of coffee.
Ana has a very contented look on her face initially but as the minutes tick by I recognise she is thinking about the practice sessions, times and the next race. She begins to focus her mind on what she is going to have to do between now and then.
"What time do you have to be at practice for tomorrow?" I ask.
"Well considering I have had a week off I have some catching up to do before we pack up to leave, as soon as possible I would say" she looks slightly sad.
"Are you ok Ana?"
She nods "it's been so nice for the majority of this week, catching up with Jose and Chris, Mom even and then today has just been magical, I don't want to go back to work" she smiles.
"You are not alone in that feeling Ana" I am disappointed she has to go too, her jobs significantly cuts into our time spent together.
"Can we go now?" she asks "I've kind of lost my appetite"
"Of course" I signal to the maître de for the check before finishing up my food.
In the car on the way home Ana rests her head against my shoulder and sighs.
"What's up Ana?"
"Oh, a little bit of pre racing nerves, wanting to do well, keeping the owners happy" she tilts her head upwards and I take the opportunity to lean in and kiss her. She responds closing her eyes as our kiss deepens. I pull back momentarily
"You always keep this owner happy" before continuing the kiss.
Escala comes too soon, I lead Ana to the elevator, as soon as the doors close I push her up against the side, my lips being more brutal than a little while earlier. Her hands begin to roam and it feels delectable, my dick is swelling fast so I undo my pants and that permits a little freedom before undoing Ana's trousers, pushing them on to the floor, my fingers feel for her readiness and am rewarded by a warm and wet pussy. I hitch her leg up to my waist and push into heaven; Ana groans and pants as my cock slides in and out. I pick her up and she wraps both legs around me allowing better access and allows me to control the pace which is getting faster and more frantic with every thrust.
The elevator dings at the penthouse so I carry her, knowing full well no one is home, as we are in to my apartment, I am so close to climaxing that I just lay her down on the dining table, three or four thrusts later I spill my seed.
Ana uses her feet on my buttocks to prevent me pulling out while she grinds herself to her orgasm. Sweat is dripping off my body; I pull Ana upright and lead her to the shower…