by CV Silk
“You want to tell me what we’re drinking to?”
“Not particularly, no.”
Kathleen gulped the alcohol and winced.
“I see, this is about your bodyguard.”
“Yes, it’s about my goddamn bodyguard! I mean, where does my dad get off treating me like a little kid? It’s like sending me a babysitter. You know who gets a babysitter? Children who can’t be trusted.”
Bryce nodded and drank some vodka. His face showed no indication that it was too strong or disgusting.
“Have you tried looking at things through his perspective? You’re his only daughter, right? You’re off halfway around the world in a country filled with bandits and drug runners.”
That made her recoil. “These people are nice and peaceful!”
“Yes, in the villages. But you know what I’m talking about. He loves you and he wants to keep you safe, that’s all.”
“But sending that meathead?”
“Tell me something,” Bryce said after another sip. “Are you really mad at your father or are you just trying to deny that you’re attracted to this guy?”
“What?! Palmer?! You’re insane.”
He shrugged. “Maybe. I may not be old or experienced, but I’ve traveled a lot and met many people. I can usually tell when a woman is attracted to a guy that isn’t me.”
“Now I know you’re truly insane. That booze is really not good for you, obviously.”
“Whatever you say.”
He smiled to her and they drank silently for a few minutes. Kathleen closed her eyes and took deep breaths.
“You’re doing good, Kathleen. Just relax, there’s nothing you can do anyway.”
“Yeah, unfortunately.”
She leaned back on her hands and continued breathing deeply, letting the alcohol soothe her. All of a sudden, Bryce shifted closer and put a hand on her shoulder.
“What do you think? You wanna fool around like that other time?”
Before she could reply, his lips were on hers. She was startled but she discovered she needed anything to make her forget where she was, how she felt. More importantly, she knew she was safe with Bryce. Things were friendly between them, there were no ulterior motives. She could enjoy herself without shame or repercussions.
She kissed him back and pulled his head to her. He moaned in surprise and within moments their tongues danced feverishly. She found that she needed him, that she needed the respite.
Bryce came closer, making his hands roam across her body, starting at her delicate ankles and climbing up her bare, bronzed legs. He stopped at the hem of her shorts before going up her torso.
“Hmmm…”
She stopped breathing when his hands were on her breasts. He squeezed gently and she felt a rush as her nipples hardened straightaway. She kissed him more ardently and he got the message, continuing to massage her large tits.
She pressed herself against him and also went about caressing his form. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on his body and she lingered on his abs which she felt through his thin shirt. Then, her desires took over and she decided to be bold.
Her hand went down his stomach and stopped between his legs. She found a bulge that got bigger by the second. She grasped him and the feeling of his warm hard-on took her breath away. She hadn’t known until now how much she needed this.
“Here,” he said as he backed off just long enough to remove his tank top.
Her eyes smoldered while she took him in and she realized it was time to do the same. She removed her tight T-shirt, exposing her bra to him. Before she could do anything else, his hands returned to her chest. He kneaded her breasts through the fabric and she went back to his crotch.
She focused on tracing his length through the shorts but she knew that it had to be painful. She therefore undid his fly and moved his boxers to the side. He gasped when his cock sprung free and she promptly wrapped her fingers around it. It was scorching to the touch and made her want him more.
Without saying a word, they repositioned themselves so that they were half sitting and half reclining on their side. This put them in a good position to continue making out while having access to their nether regions.
“You’re so hard, Bryce.”
“And I bet you’re just as excited.”
She didn’t answer because his hand was already moving from her tits down into her shorts. He didn’t bother undoing them and merely slipped in. He had no trouble going into her panties and it rendered her breathless.
“Oh yes, you’re wet, all right…”
She kissed him hard as his fingers wiggled between her folds, so drenched and craving attention. He switched between rubbing her up and down and fingering her opening. She didn’t mind, everything he did felt marvelous.
Kathleen returned the favor. She made her fist go up and down his shaft, letting her fingers digging into his smooth yet hard flesh. The young man purred and it encouraged her to go faster.
So of course Bryce did the same. He played with her soft pussy, spreading her wetness all over her mound and making her ache for more.
“I wanna taste you, Kathleen.”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve been thinking about this ever since we hooked up last month.”
It gave her a thrill to know he had been thinking about her. However, this was quickly eclipsed by the prospect of things to come. She stroked him for a few more seconds before letting go.
While she shrugged out of her shorts and panties, he went to work removing her bra. She felt vulnerable this way, completely naked in front of him, but this was dwarfed by the pleasure he was about to give her.
“Taste me…”
She lied back on the mat and he swiftly got between her legs, his mouth all but watering.
Chapter 3
Palmer was in the process of falling asleep when he heard a yelp. During his years of combat and his time in the field, his body had grown accustomed to the various sounds of distress. He knew the difference between a boar charging through foliage and a man falling in the bushes. He had no trouble knowing a dying monkey from a tortured child.
And right now, he was 100% sure that a woman was screaming.
Although the people of the village were eerily quiet and serene, he conceded that it could have been one of the locals crying for one reason or another. But it also could be Kathleen and the sole reason for him being here was to make sure she was safe.
He sat up straight and waited. He didn’t hear anything else but still closed his eyes to help him concentrate. Slowly, he stretched to his sidearm which he kept within arm’s reach. He grabbed the gun and when he was certain he couldn’t hear anyone about to swarm his cabin, he jumped to his feet.
It didn’t matter that he was barefoot and only wearing his underwear. His mission was more important than anything else in the world. He took a moment to grab an extra magazine and charged out.
Once down the steps, he froze the get used to the darkness and to listen once again. He thought he heard some heavy breathing but he wasn’t even sure about that. More disconcerting, there was no one around Kathleen’s house, 15 yards away. He had half expected to see a group of men dragging her out.
The situation was less dire than expected but he still needed to check things out. His weapon aimed at the ground, he gingerly made his way to her house. Only a handful of chickens and goats saw that he was half naked. He swept under the house and found no one there.
Taking his time and being careful not to make any noise – after all, it was his job to protect his principal while not being intrusive – he went up the flimsy steps and focused on the muted glow from the kerosene lantern. He came closer toward the doorway.
“Ooooohhhhh fuck!”
His heart racing, Palmer lifted his pistol and got ready to charge into the house. He rushed to the doorway, about to shoot anyone hurting his client. What he saw made him rethink everything.
Completely naked, Kathleen was lying on her back. There was a
man, that shifty Bryce humanitarian guy. He had his face between her legs and it didn’t take a Harvard degree to understand what he was doing.
What stung the most right now was that he’d been wrong. Was he slipping? There was a time when Palmer could identify a threat at 200 yards with a blindfold on. And now he couldn’t tell the difference between torture and pleasure? Dejected, he lowered his gun and got ready to bolt.
That’s when he noticed his client arching her back and grabbing her hefty boobs. She moaned loudly, her body wracked by a series of tiny orgasms. It wasn’t ethical for him to be here.
Yet he couldn’t look away.
Barely believing he was doing this, Palmer moved sideways, away from the door, and went to the side of the house. He crouched so he could look through the window. Since there was no glass, it was as if he was there with them. His shame lasted only a few seconds and then he simply enjoyed the show.
* * *
Heaven, that’s where Kathleen was, she was sure of it. That previous time with Bryce had been quick and only modestly satisfying. But now it was amazing.
His tongue lapped the juices dripping from her cunt and in the process created incredible sensations that reverberated through her body. He sucked on her clit and just when it threatened to send her over the edge, he licked her labia. Throughout all this, he never stopped fingering her.
“Yeah, right there… Don’t stop…”
She clasped her tits, pulling on the nipples until she wasn’t sure where the line was between pain and pleasure. She lost herself in the sensation and accepted the carnal onslaught, having stopped caring months ago about the house’s lack of privacy.
“Do you want me inside of you, Kathleen?”
She looked down at his earnest, eager face.
“Yes, I need your cock. I need to cum so bad…”
He straightened up and reached for a condom in his discarded shorts. She caught her breath and stroked her stomach while anticipating the highlight of the evening. She watched raptly as he opened the packet and unrolled the latex along his rod. She always found that sexy.
“Come on, I need you, Bryce.”
He quickly got on top of her and she guided him to her opening. He settled in and she let go of him before he thrust forward. She was so wet that he didn’t have difficultly entering her.
“Ooohh…”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her so they could make out as he fucked her. He didn’t have the largest member in the world but it suited her just fine. It reminded her of her high school days, of the younger and inexperienced boys she’d known back then.
“Your pussy is so hot, Kathleen…”
Indeed it was. Her channel positively boiled with lust and desire. She lowered her hands and grabbed his taut butt so that he would pound into her faster, deeper.
“That’s it, so close!”
She felt heat climbing within her, starting between her legs and rising quickly. The moment of truth was at hand and she was about to lose it.
“Oh shit, oh fuck…” Bryce panted.
He was also on the brink and she felt his dick swelling inside of her. It gave her more surface to be stimulated by and she humped back against him.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t you stop!”
His chest squished into her tits and hard nipples and she hugged him to her tightly. They were both in a race to climax now. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open and she threw her head back.
“Aaahh!”
She lost contact with the earthly world as the orgasm hit. Her body was seized by a tsunami of pleasure! She went completely rigid though she wasn’t aware of it. All that mattered was her needs finally being met, the relief washing over her.
She was barely coming back to her senses when Bryce grunted.
“I’m cumming…”
His girth increased within her and he buried himself to the hilt. He went on driving into her cunt while he unloaded his balls into the condom. She couldn’t feel his cum splashing into her but to witness his face contorted with pleasure was a close second.
They both finished experiencing their climax and Bryce rolled off of her. They laid side-by-side while they recuperated.
“That was good,” he said.
“Yeah, it was.”
He turned his head toward her and frowned. “Are you sure? I felt…”
“What?”
“I felt like you were holding back.”
“No, I wasn’t.”
“Are you sure? It was as if you were thinking about somebody else. Somebody like… your bodyguard.”
“Uh-huh, no way!”
Bryce shrugged. “Okay, keep lying to yourself. I still think you have a thing for him.”
Frustrated, Kathleen covered herself with a nearby blanket. She didn’t even want to think about that accusation. She didn’t want to find out how she really felt.
* * *
It took Palmer several lifetimes’ worth of willpower to keep from gasping out loud. One certainly didn’t hear something like that every day. Most of all though, it was just too much for one evening.
Between discovering that his principal was absolutely stunning, that she wasn’t some goody-two-shoes as he had first envisioned her to be, and now there was a possibility that she had a thing for him? This was going too far too fast and he didn’t know what to think about all this.
He attempted to ignore the erection in his underwear and slipped away into the night.
Chapter 4
The next day, Palmer was tense. He found that having seen Kathleen naked was not unlike catching your parents having sex. You weren’t supposed to see them in this position and it changed your entire perspective. It was exactly the same with his principal. To him, she was a job, a paycheck. He thought about her in terms of mission parameters.
Now things were different.
“Come here, guys!” she shouted in Burmese to the children kicking a soccer ball around in the middle of the street.
He watched her herding them, it was so natural to her. More impressive, the kids were listening to her, even the older ones approaching adolescence. She wasn’t trying to be bossy but she radiated authority with a smile. From his time in the military – ten years in the Army, most of them in special ops – he knew that was a rare gift.
His eyes scanned the rice paddies in the distance and the tall grass nearby. His hand was loose, ready to draw his firearm, but there was no unexpected movement, no face that didn’t belong. He stood in the shade while Kathleen ushered the children into the makeshift school.
She had them laughing in no time though he had no idea what she was saying. He was picking up the local language rather quickly but he was still months away from being fluent. Suddenly, Kathleen pointed at him and all the students turned to look. She said something and they burst into laughter.
“What?” he asked.
She shook her head. “This joke is only for members of this school. You want to learn the punchline, you’re gonna have to join us.”
“Thanks, I’ll pass.”
Her eyes were locked onto his and he had a feeling this was a covert maneuver to get rid of him. And it worked. He crossed the street and found shade under a banana tree where he crouched. He gave another scan to the town and horizon but soon focused on her again.
How did she do that? How could she be so easy-going with the kids, with the people of the village, and yet be so feisty with him? And then there was the fact that she was something to look at.
Today her hair was braided for convenience and she was wearing a pink tank over jeans cutoffs. She either looked like a tomboy going for a more glamorous, girly look or a sophisticated model letting her hair down, he couldn’t decide. What he knew was that she was stunning, though not usually his type.
He forced himself to look away. There was no use entertaining any foolish ideas about her. He was here for her protection, nothing else. Besides, they were from different backgrounds. She wa
s the daughter of a New York billionaire and he was just a dumb hick from Tennessee.
As his daddy used to the say, there’s no use looking at the lobster menu when you can only afford the meatloaf.
* * *
Kathleen smiled to herself when she noticed her bodyguard moving away and purposely avoiding looking at her.
She felt victorious, like she was finally getting the upper hand. She was a little flattered when she saw him checking her out, being very careful not to be obvious, but she was glad that’s all it was. Maybe now he would know his place.
Booya, sucker!
She wanted to gloat but she was pretty sure this buoyant feeling was the sexual frustration leaving her body after last night’s tryst. She hadn’t known she’d needed it this much until it was done.
Taking a deep breath, she turned back to her class. Today they were going to learn about the Egyptian pyramids. She was about to launch into her introduction when she spotted a conspicuous hole in the middle of the group. Usually Suu sat right there in that empty spot; she was hard to miss considering she was as tall as a 12 year old even though she was only eight.
“Everybody, where’s Suu?”
The kids looked at one another and shrugged. This made Kathleen extremely nervous because she had an inkling of what was going on, it wasn’t the first time. It had happened in her first week in Myanmar but back then she’d been too green to know what to do.
Not anymore.
“Htain,” she said, pointing to an older boy in the first row. “Come to the front of the class and read the chapter on ancient Egypt. I’ll be back soon.”
Her heart racing, she walked out of the school just as a light rain started to fall. Palmer stood up, his hand almost drawing his weapon.
“What’s going on?”
She didn’t reply, too focused on what she was going to do next. She walked extremely fast, almost jogging, and her bodyguard was still several steps behind.
“Ma’am, mind telling me where we’re going?”
She hated when he called her ma’am but again she didn’t reply. She left the village proper and headed toward a hut near the tree line leading into the jungle. The closer she got, the clearer she could hear the horrified screams of domestic violence.