by Nikki Sex
Mark was staring at her. "Do you know how important you were to Michael and me, when we first started school and you became our friend? New parents, new home, new school and new life - it was difficult to adjust. We were both so traumatized and scared. You were such a feisty, determined little thing, and you took care of us. I don’t know what would have happened if we hadn't met you, Lizzy."
"Really?" she said, totally charmed to think that Mark had needed her back then. "I was pretty little and only a child, but I do remember being so angry when those two bullies went after Michael. He looked so terrified. I swear, small as I was - I could have taken them, Mark. I was that mad."
Mark gave a joyous bark of laughter, grabbed behind her knees and back and swung her up into his arms. She curled herself trustingly around his neck. "I'm sure you could have taken them both, sweetheart," Mark said, "you tiny, tough, big-hearted woman." Mark kissed her soundly, until Elizabeth felt her toes curl.
When they came up for air, Elizabeth smiled. "I think maybe we ought to do something nice for your Mr. Billingsworth," she said. "Perhaps we'll bring him a little thank you gift from Las Vegas."
Epilogue
André Chevalier sat in his penthouse apartment, looking through his case files, his eyes browsing over "Active," "In Progress" and "Pending." He flipped through the pages of Elizabeth's section of the Nelson's active file, amused over the details he had gathered, fondly recalling the pleasure he had in helping her discover her sexuality. There was less information on Mark, and the data he did have was classified so he hadn't written it down. André couldn't help but like and admire the big man. If he didn't he would have seriously considered finding a way to steal une femme fantastique from him.
André sighed. Elizabeth and Mark. Finalized? Mon Dieu, no, he decided, a thousand times no. Pending, I think. He didn’t want to retire their file. The last seven days of their vacation had been a light-hearted holiday for him. All three had spent every day together, touring the city, seeing some shows, but mostly having sex extraordinaire. Sometimes he worked with Mark alone, discussing his fantasies and how best to incorporate them in to his wife's desires. Mark and Elizabeth had both studied advanced BDSM materials with him, and seen the photo's depicting numerous toys and positions.
André's cock twitched as he recalled some of those positions – the three of them had tried quite a few. Of a certainty, Mark had made up for any inexperience as a Dom through his inbuilt confidence and natural animal instincts.
André shifted restlessly, making room for the growing constriction in his trousers. He remembered a night they had all three slept together. Elizabeth, upon waking in the morning had opened her eyes, and smiled widely. "My two most favorite men in the entire world," she had said. "How did I get so lucky? Hey André, can we stay here with you? I don’t ever want to go home."
For one mad moment André had considered somehow employing them, and keeping them both with him always, but ultimately he didn't think it would work.
André recalled the saying: 'Life's most obvious truths are the hardest to see but once you've burned everything to the ground they are the only things left standing.' Such hubris! André had imagined that by the time he finished with Mark, there would be little left standing. Perhaps only the man himself - and the love he had for his wife.
Instead André had been the one caught in the fire. And with everything burned away, what was left for him?
Merde. André consoled himself, thankful for the experience of such impossible love, and the chance of knowing them both. He really did enjoy his work. He flicked on the hard drive, and the DVD of Elizabeth came on the big screen. It was of the first day he had taken her. Watching was a punishment more painful and cutting than a bull whip. Yet it was also an exquisite pleasure, to have access to these memories of her.
Checking his Platinum Cartier wrist watch, André realized that he had a prospective client to interview in a few hours. He switched the recording off and left the room, headed for the basement where he kept his Bugatti Veyron tres rapide. A fast drive through Red Rock Canyon would end this mood mélancolique, and sharpen his wits.
André was glad he had left the Mark and Elizabeth case pending. They had already booked a two week holiday next year. The three of them were going to France together, where André was looking forward to introducing them to some French clubs.
I can afford the luxury of being in love, he thought, for I will see her again. And such pangs of the heart make life more poignant and vital.
Perhaps he would find a woman like her someday. One he could keep for himself. As he descended in the penthouse elevator, André realized happily, that he didn't regret a thing.
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