Chp40 spring in NY

I am laughing so hard; I fear I'll pee. Chris is foaming at the mouth. Pulling his hair. And having a major temper tantrum. All because a horse decided to stop and admire the flowers on the side of the road way thru Central Park. I am trying not to pee. But he is so damn cute when he has these tantrums.

Twenty minutes early:

We finish eating at the fancy restaurant, something on the green. Chris whirls me into a horse drawn carriage for a ride home. Thru the park, in the moonlight. I cuddle under the soft wool blanket, as we start the journey. Thru the beautiful parks lighted lanes. Till the horse stops and refuses to move. He is old and loved, the driver refuses to hit the horse. so we wait for the horse to move. As car drive by honking. Chris has had enough; he gets out of the carriage, grabs the halter and lands in the flower bed, in his white linen suit. We all try to not laugh. But we fail. Thus driving Chris mad.

After another carriage donates an apple, the poor horse moves. Chris is sulking, I cuddle him to a good mood. I wish I could stop giggling every time the horse speaks. It as if he taunting Chris. My poor man, is bested by a horse.

I rinse the soap off his body, caressing the Adonis. I work my lips along his back, till the happy Chris emerges. Later, after a refreshing shower sex, I lead him to bed, hours later we sleep till late in the day. I have him for a whole other week.

After the Easter dinner at the new grandparent house. The family split up. Leaving just Us and Ben in New York. He stays with his grandparents as we returned to the penthouse. Our penthouse near the park. I marvel at the view. As Chris holds my scantily clad body. My white la Perla lingerie set will soon be shred on the floor. I let him bring me to ecstasy time and time again. The next two weeks are mine to do what I want. I plan a lot of things. I have a lot of outfits to test on Chris. I dream of an intense vacation.

Chris will spend some time in the office here in New York, while I decorate the apartment. Toni sends two interior decorators to help. But I find them wanting. I keep saying simple, elegant, they keep insisting over blown obscene wealth like Trumps or the Rockefellers. Till I fire them both. God. I don't need gold bathroom fittings or ornate gold leaf walls. I want a simple classic design. I hire an up and comer to help me. she gets what I want.

we have the afternoons to tour the city. We are just another young couple. Wandering the museums, parks, and antique stores. Every night is a play, opera or event. Every afterwards is spent in the bedroom. I have a several outfits that are guaranteed to drive Chris wild.

The Sexy librarian, is followed by the sexy nurse, pirate, and schoolgirl, I get a new cheerleader outfit, I couldn't stand to see the old one. I have a dozen lingerie styles and set. I expect to go home with none intact. I have a really sexy goth outfit that Chris blows a gasket when I wear it out to the opera.

The leather half coat, cut to display the silk corset with a leather knee length skirt with a slit up to my thigh. The knee high four-inch heeled blood red boots. The studded leather belt, with scroll work in a delicate flower pattern. The lace garter belt holding silk black lace stockings. I braided my hair down my back in a complicated weave with blue ribbons. Topping the outfit with a gold tinted mirrored small sunglasses. I look so hot I could melt stone.

I watch Chris get stoned, very stoned hard. He practical comes right there and then. I applied a smoky eye, a lite rose lipstick. He tries to get me to change. I refuse and walk to the car. At the opera, the press is blown away, the other patrons are intimidated by us. I watch the opera with incredible emotions and feelings. During the intermission, I have dozens of men try to talk to me. Christian Grey is not having any of it. He is most jealous. I secretly cheer. My inner goddess does handstands and ballet jumps. Sexy me, just for tonight.

I let him peel me from the outfit, slowly making me pay for the night, in waves of sex and love. Till the dawn breaks our passion, as sleep takes us too late in the day.

On Sunday we go back to the island, and Dan and Toni church. My new grandparents are happy to see us. Ben has gone back to school. Regal and Robert are still at the in-laws. So the full force of Marvin Lewis and Alesha and Contessa are against us. I surprise everyone by making peace with Mrs. Abigail and her baking click. I sweet talk the head of the church's Charity facilitator to let Toni, direct the GEH charities in the state. One less thing to worry about.

After the service, during coffee in the church hall, we are approached by two young me, high school juniors, asking Christian about summer internships. He explains the process; I think quickly as I watch Celesta drool over the tall boy. I suspect a crush. "Christian, I think your wrong. I don't think an internship at GEH in the city is for these young men."

The Rev Wall is suddenly very intense staring at me. as in Dan and Toni. "We have just set up the office, we haven't had time to check which people are going to mentor, and trained them to your standards." Now everyone is staring at me. I think violence may occur. "Dan, I think your company intern program is established?" He nods, "Yes, Anna it is. I see your point. I think you two young men should intern at my company this summer." "Yes, I think that best, an we'll guarantee them a spot next summer at GEH." Everyone nods. I see Celesta hanging on my word. "Celesta, you boys know Celesta Layton", they nod. The tall boy is suddenly shy. Perfect. "Celesta go with these gentlemen. Have them write out contact information and brief resume, for your grandfather. I hope you boys all the luck." They walk away.

Toni hooks my arm. Leading toward the group of ladies. "What was that about?" "Celesta has a crush on the tall boy. I think she may intern too at the company this summer?" Toni nods with realization. "and the stuff about GEH?" "Toni, Christian is restructuring the whole office. The former head was a moron. The intern program was a dating service for the executive staff." She nods, hugging me. I turn seeing Christian having the same confession with Dan and Rev Wall. They relax.

After Church, we retire to the house. The adults spilt, but Celesta stays. Dan invited the boy over to interview them, and dinner. Celesta is completely unable to deal with this. I take her aside and we talk, like sisters, friends. she is very lonely; her brother are assholes. Her mother is distance, and focus on the perfect social daughter. Her passion is music, particular the flutes and oboe. Toni joins us. We map out a strategy for her life and the tall boy.

The afternoon when fantastic, the junior boy is smitten with the sophomore girl. The two are shy and unsure. But we encourage them to spent time together. Celesta will intern at the company this summer. Getting a ride to work by the tall boy. Dan is perfectly happy that his granddaughter is growing up and being more than a social butterfly. Her parents will be very unhappy. I have made a convert.

The second week flows like the first. In a tide of events and sex. I unleash my most dangerous weapon. The first thing I changed in Chris office was a deadbolt on the door. I walk into his office. In my full length London fog trench coat, a silk multicolored scarves ascoted about my throat. My flat open toed sandal with nude stocking. My hair covered in a fedora. I looking like Bogart in Casablanca or Marlene Dietrich in some spy thriller.

I lock the door. Christian looks up from typing. His eye roll to the back of his head, as the coat hits the floor. I walk to his desk. leaning over the top rubbing my bare, hard, nipples against the wood. "I have a problem; can you! help meeee?" is a soft sexy purr. Drool runs out his mouth wetting his shirt. I turn leaning over backwards, running my hand along my naked stomach, "Please Mr. Grey help meee." I purr. He is completely overloaded. I sway my hips in the lace garter belt holding my stockings.

Around his desk I strut. He turns his chair following me. I kneel opening his pants pulling his rock hard cock out. Stroking, tasting. Teasing. I bring him to the brink, then stop, again and again. Till he is completely lost in the intense emotion and touch. I deep throat him as he explodes. I work hard to swallow it all. He is passed out in his chair. I fix his trouser. Recover my coat and sit on the couch till he recovers his wits. I watch his waking emotions. My inner goddess is leaping over builds and oceans. My love is so strong. He is so wasted I take him home. All he can do that night, is cuddle and hold me.

The weekends, after another dinner at the new Grandparents with Celesta. We jet in a small Lear to Prince Edward Island. I bribed Christian to do the Anna of Green Gables tour. A little naughty librarian goes a long way. The GEH jet was too big for the airport there. We spent four days in a series of B&B. walking the island, touring the spots from the books. We end up in Boston, Dinner with Ethan, then GEH jet home. Once the seat belt sign goes out. We renew are club membership, several times.

After a nap. I fix the email for the Schroder deal, I accidently unhinged Chris mind with a repeat of the trench coat before we left Nova Scotia. Who knew a film noir costume was a turn on? Silly me. As Chris joins me.

"Anna your seatbelt?" "Oh. I'm sorry, Mr. Grey, I seem to be having a problem with it." He belts me in and runs his hands in all the wrong, or right places. Seattle nightlights fill the window. I lean my head on my man. Where home. The bubble will burst when Carla remerges from whatever swamp she in. Till then I will not worry or fret. I have school, Christian, and my family. A wedding is shortly in the works. I can't believe we will be bride maids, or that Luke will be best-man. I daydream of my wedding. I could elope for all I care. I have my man. That all I need.