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Posting Date	2010-06-12 11:17:24
Author	Lynridskinrid
Title	The way ahead
Category	fell in love
Where it happend	Balcony
Age then	25
Age now	26
Gender	FEMALE
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Story Length	1070
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The way ahead

Future Plan Part 4 ( look to a way ahead )

The Isle of Wight mini break was great , we caught the Sunday night ferry to Southampton , I was feeling really relaxed . Peter was coming home with me , and we were having a last night in before what was due to be a busy couple of weeks .
I played the Answering machine and there was three frantic messages from Tim , he had never rang me at home before . I realised that the mobile was still off .I turned it on , as I was dialling Tim . Well good weekend to vanish , we have got to get out to Greece in the morning , a rush job has come in . I have all the paperwork , and made bookings on the first BA to Athens in the morning . Sorry but I didn’t know what else to do . That is Okay Tim , as you have the lease Mondeo , can you pick me up on the way through . ? , I asked.
Sorry Peter , I said , but I will be away early . I packed the bag , flung our washing in the machine , and looked to an early night . I am afraid supper will be a Cheese sandwich , I said . I was soon laid on the bed curled up to him
Tim was on time at three forty five and we were soon at Heathrow long term Car Park . The rest of the team were already at check in . A UK based company , had an Area Manager in Athens vanish without trace , and we were to investigate . It seems that there were some strange anomalies in te accounts . I rang Myra at home , and asked her to sort out our appointments , I knew she was always up by six am . she loved a crisis to sort out and was so good at it . We were due to do regular inspection Audit Segments at a Pharmaceutical Plant in Kent . She tapped her laptop , and one often audit teams could be easily re-jigged to cover , They were due on a training course , but Myra was always keen on showing a good face to the world outside , and she would fix internal arrangements herself .
She also said she would sort Hotels etc , so we just had to endure the breakfast , and the seats that Tim had booked . It only took three hours to Athens , and we were soon feeling the crowded rush of the airport terminal .
The company was an International Transport contractor , we got a Taxi to the offices , and were greeted by enough Greek Police trying to investigate a missing person with the enthusiasm of a painter watching paint dry . The Police officer , thought we were a nuisance that he didn’t need . He was yelling in Greek . Why don’t you all go away ? he asked , Gammotto ! . I replied in Greek and reminded him that I did not expect to be swore at . he said you speak good Greek , for a Tourist . I replied It is in my blood , my grandmother is from Thessalonica . At last he decided to assist . We started looking at the Paperwork , this guy had sorted out the accounts into cash and done a runner . He had though booked his flights on company accounts , and we despatched two of the team to Bulgaria , where there was a possibility that he had property .

It took three days sorting the mess out , and the two guys had found his Bulgarian House . he appeared to be ensconced there . We left the messy bits to the employer , and when two of the directors arrived , my guys arranged the first flight back to London and resumed the pill counting job in Kent . We flew home with a semblance of order , but this time took business class . It was a messy job , and we arrived Friday Lunchtime . The transport Company had apparently persuaded their Manager to return to London voluntarily .

I got in the Apartment , having checked that Peter would be home tonight . I bought steaks from the Farmers Market on Borough road , near London bridge . I had rang my aunt and Uncle , they were home , so I picked four Aberdeen Angus sirloins of Rhug Estate Organic beef . Tonight we would Barbeque . I collected salad and bananas , for the dessert and gorgeous cheeses . cream and bread . By the time Peter was in the charcoal was dusted with the fine grey ash that tells me it is ready to cook . I had everything else prepared .
The steaks were delicious , and I injected the bananas with Woods Rum , before barbequing them in their skins . I spooned whipped cream over , and we sat enjoying the warm evening . I had several bottles of Meursault Premier Cruz . It was chilled , and delightfully nutty . My aunt was still offering advice on my irregular meals and mealtimes . Peter took all this information on board , like a new car buyer getting instructions on his new purchase .
Pam and uncle Robin retired early , Peter , sat on the wooden bench next to me . I felt his hands tracing letters on my legs . Nutcase , I said . he was writing I love you with his fingers on my flesh . Our little outdoor area had a parapet wall about it . I walked over and was watching the traffic and people seventy feet below , like ants they were milling about , He stuck his hand between my bum cheeks , and as I looked on passing South London , he had his fingers working on South Lynne . He was ramming fingers in and out of me as I watched the street below , This was surreal . I was in the open air . I hoped that no buildings overlooking us could see . But my skirt albeit short was covering me . He was whispering into my ear , he was actually talking quite dirty , he was describing what he was doing . It was bloody erotic . I am pushing my fingers in your wet hole feeling your hot lips . this was crazy . I was hot as hell , he pushed me with this talk and his fingers , until my legs started to buckle at the knees and I was pushing the weight of my bottom onto his hand . This was involuntary , I was squeaking as he took me beyond the point of no return . As I came to the call of his fingers , he turned me and kissed me . He didn’t just kiss , he took me with his mouth .


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