by Celine Yorke
"Okay, I will pick you up at 7pm." She turned around and walked up to her apartment.
"You're home early, how come? Violet asked in a surprised voice.
"Oh Violet, you will never guess what happened to me today. I was accidentally pushed into the river by some joggers, and rescued by the most handsome guy. He has invited me out for dinner." Serena cried out.
Serena and Violet made a pot of tea and got seated in the living room while Serena told her the whole story of what had happened to her. Violet was shocked to hear she had fallen in the water, but also excited about her having a date with this handsome man Philippe.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The next night, Serena was getting ready for her dinner date with Philippe. The little black dress she had chosen to wear was simple, but daringly low, her entire back bare except for two narrow straps. The dress enhanced her curves and the slit up the side made her look HOT, especially topped off with a pair of strapped black high heeled shoes. Serena was getting nervous, or was it excitement? She was not sure what she felt, she hadn't been out on a date for so long, it felt very new to her. The doorbell rang and her heart started to beat faster when she saw Philippe standing there. He looked more handsome than she remembered and was dressed in a very fashionable outfit.
"Wow, you look beautiful Serena," was all he could say. His eyes were shining with admiration for her. He seemed very impressed. "Thank you, you look pretty good yourself," she managed to get out, "Do you want to come in for a quick drink?" Serena asked. "No thanks. I think we should get going. We have a long drive to the restaurant. "That sounds exciting, I'll just get my bag and we can be off."
It was a beautiful warm evening, but Serena was happy Philippe had pulled the top up on the car. She didn't want her hair to get messed up in the wind. Philippe drove out of town and the countryside was pleasant with lots of wine fields all around. She had not been outside Paris yet, so it was a real treat for her to experience this part of France.
After driving for a while, he stopped at a gorgeous-looking country style restaurant. "Here we are. I thought you might like to go somewhere different." Philippe said. "What a charming place this is." A feeling of gratitude came over Serena. Once inside of the country restaurant, Serena looked around. She was taken back by the look of the decor, it was fascinating. On one of the walls was a mural of people working around the wine barrels in a wine cellar. It gave her a feeling of being right there where the wine was made. It also created an atmosphere of being somewhere old that had a long history behind it. The other paneled walls added to the feel of the place where paintings of famous old French painters hung. Small tables were set up around the dining area, and a waiter came over to greet them. It appeared that he already knew Philippe. He showed them to a little cozy niche with lit candles on the table. Philippe ordered drinks after having asked Serena what she wanted.
"The food here is superb. You are welcome to look at the menu, but if you will trust me to order for you, then you will not be disappointed. I come here often."
"That sounds good. I will have what you have then." Serena said. It seemed to be a popular place judging by the number of people who were there. The background music playing a soft, pleasant tune. Serena looked around and thought to herself, it is a long time since I have felt in such a romantic mood. She looked at Philippe and they exchanged a deep look into each others eyes. It was definitely a glance of a promise of an unforgettable romantic evening. Serena was taken by him, what a charmer he was. The food arrived, it was every bit as delicious as Philippe has promised. "Great choice, it taste fantastic," Serena said.
"I knew you would like it." The conversation between them went fairly smooth. Later in the evening, a musician played the piano and sang old, favorite love songs. A few couples got up to dance.
"Would you like to dance?" Philippe said as he looked at Serena.
"Oh yes, I would love to dance." Philippe swept her firmly into him with a well-toned arm and gently led her around the dance floor. Serena felt like she was floating on air being held by his strong arms. He dropped his head down close to her face. Now and again, his lips touch her cheek, sending shivers through her body. Something was changing in her that she had no control over. He had her completely under his spell. Oh, how she had missed having a close romantic relationship with a man she cared about.
"I loved just holding you," he whispered into her ear as he led her back to their table. They sat and talked for a while after the musician had stopped playing for the night. It was time to leave. The full moon was shining down on the two lovers, as they walked out to the car park holding hands. They stopped at the car and Philippe took her in his arms and kissed her tenderly. They stood close together for a while looking at the moon, before he opened the door for her. The drive back went much too fast. Serena didn't want the evening to end. Philippe parked the car in front of the apartment block where Serena lived. He got out of the car and opened the door for her. He gave her a long passionate kiss Goodnight.
"Can I see you again Serena?" breathlessly he asked her, his voice hoarse after the kiss.
"Yes, I would love to see you again," and she gave him her mobile number.
A couple of days later, Philippe called her and invited her over to his place. Serena happily accepted the invitation. She had been worried that she would never hear from him again. He picked her up and took her to his apartment, on the top floor of the building overlooking the Seine. Serena was impressed. What an apartment! She had never seen anything like it. Beautiful, expensive burgundy colored leather furniture was placed in front of the bay window overlooking the river Seine as well as a big part of Paris. What a fantastic view. Everything in Philippe's apartment gave the impression of wealth. Serena was amazed, but at the same time she also felt a bit intimidated. How could she live up to this?
He was so sweet and had set the table for the two of them with candles, and she knew she was in for another romantic evening. "I have got dinner ready, but I have to admit that I bought Chinese takeout,"
Philippe announced with a little devious smile. Serena laughed,
"That is fine, I love Chinese food. What have you got?"
"Rice, Garlic Prawns and Mongolian beef. I thought we could share it."
"That sounds great." He poured them each a glass of wine. Then he asked her to sit down while he brought the dinner. They felt a bit more at ease with each other. After they had eaten, they carried their glasses of wine over to the couch and settled down next to each other looking out over the view of Paris. Serena felt her face burning both from the wine and of the excitement of being alone with Philippe. He put his arm around her and pulled her in close to him, and she leaned into him.
After sitting quietly like that for a while, Philippe started to nuzzle her hair and brushed a lock behind her ear. Serena looked up at him and they kissed. His tongue gently separated her lips and let his tongue circle around her tongue, exploring her mouth. After a long passionate kiss, he started to undress her. She was so caught up in the moment that she did not object. He cupped her breasts in his hands, her nipples hardened as he started to suck first one and then the other. He pulled his T-shirt over his head, revealing a magnificent, well-built olive-tanned chest. The feel of their hot bodies touching got Serena's blood nearly to the boiling point. She was so turned on and was wet and ready for him.
He was in no hurry, and wanted to explore her body some more. She moaned and the sounds of him giving her pleasure pleased him. He kissed her swelling breasts and sucked her nipples as she breathed heavily. Then, he slowly worked his way down her body. The luscious scent of her perfume turned him on and stimulated his lust for her. He settled between her thighs and flicked his tongue at her clit, making her moan and arch her back. He quickly put on a condom then lifted her hips up and entered her. She gasped as the excitement moved through her body. He pumped her steadily until he could feel she was ready to come, then gave her final hard thrust, releasing himself inside of her as she cried o
ut with pleasure. They both lay there relaxing quietly together.
Serena and Philippe were now involved in a passionate relationship. Serena was falling in love with him. They spent a lot of time together. Serena was beginning to heal and had pushed her thoughts about Tom to the background. One day, Philippe invited her to a resort for a few days, telling her to pack an evening dress and some casual clothes. Serena was delighted. She had never been to a place like that before in her life.
The doorbell to her apartment rang and Violet called out, "I got it" since Serena was busy packing her bag for the weekend.
"Hello, I'm Violet and you must be Philippe. Would you like to come in and wait while she finishes packing her bag?"
"Hello, Violet, nice to meet you. I have heard a lot about you," Philippe said, entering the apartment. Violet served him a glass of wine and invited him to sit down while he waited. They chatted for a little while and Violet then said,
"Please don't hurt her. She has been through a lot. Her long time boyfriend went missing in South America, so she is very vulnerable. She deserves to be happy now. It would be so nice for her if she could find happiness again."
"I will do my best to protect her. She is so beautiful, but I haven't exactly been a saint in the past."
"I'm packed and ready to go now," Serena announced as she came into the living room, smiling and looking excited. "Did you pack some casual clothing, as well?"
"Yes, sir," she said, pretending to be obedient, with a smile on her face.
"Good, then we better get going. We have a couple of hours of driving to get to there." Philippe got up from his chair and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Driving into the resort with the breathtaking view over the ocean was like a dream come true for Serena. It was everything she had imagined. The hotel was an impressive, large building. Philippe had told her that there was going to be some special entertainment in one of the big halls in the hotel at night and she was looking forward to that. The parking garage was already nearly full, but the porter found a spot for Philippe's car. The inside of the hotel was amazing, with marble walls and beautiful crystal chandeliers. A wide set of stairs with a burgundy-colored handrail looked stunning against the marble walls. The stairs led up to the first floor where Philippe and Serena were staying. The hotel room was huge, with a big double bed and a comfortable sitting area with a fabulous view over the ocean. Serena was impressed. This place was simply sheer luxury. They lay on the bed for a while, relaxing after the drive.
"It is such a lovely room, I could stay here all night," Serena sighed.
Philippe laughed, "No, we can't do that, we have a big night ahead of us. We better start getting ready, and tomorrow I have another surprise for you."
"Oh, tell me what it is. I can't wait until tomorrow to find out."
"You will have to," he teases her, "or it won't be a surprise." Serena went in the shower then got dressed in the little black dress she wore the very first night they went out together. Philippe couldn't keep his hands off her, and swept her into his arms.
"You look absolutely gorgeous." Serena was excited and didn't know what to say, so she just giggled. Philippe loved when she did that, he knew that's when she gets a bit shy. He looked handsome in his white shirt and loose cream-colored sports jacket and dark brown pants.
"Let's go down and join the party." The evening went well and the entertainment was great. They laughed a lot and finished the evening off with some quiet, romantic dancing. Serena was in high spirits and so in love with Philippe. When they came back up to their room, they were both tired. It had been a big day. They were both happy to get into bed and cuddle, but lying there, pressed against each other, they soon gave in to their rising passion.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Chan and Tom walked through a long, narrow passage in the cave and came to a big opening which served as the central cavern in the den. Tom was trying to prepare himself mentally for what he was about to experience, but nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.
"Holy shit," he whispered to himself, "I must be mad to have agreed to come here." Tom was ready to turn around and quietly leave.
Chan sensed his fear right away and spoke under his breath. "Don't worry. It's quite safe, trust me."
"I'll do my best," Tom said through his teeth.
Spread around on rocks and cliffs in the cavern where a number of jaguars lying around, half asleep or simply just relaxing. There must have been at least ten to fifteen of them. They were beautiful creatures. Tom was surprised to see how big they were. Chan had told him that everyone in the den was shifters and could change, either to jaguar or human form whenever it suited them. A few women in their human form came forward to greet Tom and Chan. They were dressed in simple garments made of pelts. Some of them were beautiful and gracious.
They all seemed friendly towards Tom. Some of them a little too friendly, he thought. Chan had explained to Tom that there was always a leader of the pride, called the alpha, who was respected by everyone, and they obeyed his commands. If he took a mate, she was also to be respected. He explained that he was an alpha of his pride and they had negotiated with this group to join forces. They were both small groups and agreed that they had a better chance to survive as a bigger group if they united.
There were two alphas now, Chan and Gonzo, which was working out well. Chan was the hunter and Gonzo took care of managing the pride while Chan went hunting for food with a few of the other jaguars. They investigated the area for any rivals nearby.
Gonzo, a big jaguar was lying up on a cliff looking over everyone. He was superior and everyone respected him. Whenever they had been out hunting for game and brought it back to the den, the alphas were the first ones to eat before the others got a share of whatever had been caught. Tom was very careful to show respect and stayed close to Chan, who thankfully was still in his human body.
Chan showed Tom further into the cave. There were a few different passages with twists, turns and doorways into other rooms along the way. Tom assumed that everyone had their own little room and place where they slept and kept the things they needed when in their human forms. He saw a lot of blankets and pelts spread out on the ground in various places. He thought that they were for sleeping on, or just lying around relaxing like so many of the jaguars did.
Chan see Tom looking at the pelts "We sometimes get into fights with wild and dangerous cats venturing into our territory. If we can't chase them away we have to kill them. That is where all the pelts are from."
One of the female jaguars who was in her human form, took a fancy to Tom and moved close to him. She slid her body up against Tom just like a cat, which made him feel uncomfortable. He wasn't sure how to handle the situation, but apparently she was only being friendly.
"Romina, step back and give Tom some space," Chan ordered her in a quiet but commanding voice. She quickly stepped back and dropped her head. Tom was relieved and grateful to Chan.
"It's a long way back to our hut, so we will spend the night here. Don't worry, you will be safe." Later, a big fire was lit in the middle of the cavern and everyone was sitting or lying around it. Some of the women were cooking meat in the fire. It smelled delicious. Romina handed Tom some meat on a tin plate.
"Thank you very much," Tom said. He was starving and ate it like an untamed feral cat. Both Chan and Tom were tired from the long trip. Chan took them into a room down one of the passages. It seemed to be Chan's room. There was one big bed with lots of blankets, and in the corner there was a stack of pelts. It looked like a soft spot to lie on.
"You take the bed Tom, and I will sleep over in the corner."
"Thank you Chan, he lay down and in no time, was fast asleep. Tom woke up in the middle of the night feeling someone lying close on each side of him. He realized that it was two female jaguars, Romina and Lucia, cuddled up to him in their human bodies. He appeared cold when they checked on him while he was asleep, so they lay down next to him to keep him warm.
They sensed he
was awake, arched their hot bodies into him, and start to play with him. They smelled that he is aroused, and kept on stimulating him while they undressed him. Tom let them touch him all over, and an overwhelming sensation shot through his body. It had been a along time since he had any sexual release. Tom was bewildered, but can't help being carried away by the way the women were stimulating his body and touching him all over. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so turned on. He didn't object when Romina climbed on top of him and guided his hard cock inside her while Lucia caressed his body and put her breasts to Tom's face. He sucked her nipples. He took Romina and turned her body around so he was on top of her and pumped her in and out many times. She came and he exploded with a yelp, while she moaned. The three of them lay still for a while until Lucia started to touch him and stimulate him. It didn't take long before he was hard again.
Tom was in ecstasy and got carried away with their soft touches. She crawled on top of him and slid his cock inside her wet and slippery opening. Romina sucked Lucia's breasts and she squirmed and tightened her pelvis, massaging him inside of her. He gave out a yell of pleasure and continued to pump her in and out in a sensual rhythm. Their bodies become one until she came and moaned, then Tom poured himself inside her. They all three collapsed and after a while Tom fell into a blissful sleep.
He now felt safer than he had for a long time. A whole new aspect of him was opening up. He surprised himself. What was happening to him? He felt like a changed man, and he had to admit that he liked this new aspect that had emerged from within. Was this going to be his new life?
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The next morning, Philippe woke Serena up to tell her there was a big day ahead.