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Angique opened her eyes. She drank in the blue vastness of her view, the silver shimmer of the lake below. Then she stepped back from the edge of the terrace.
She turned around and walked to the wicker chairs. They were set back into the shadows of a huge umbrella. The towering heels of her laced up leather boots clicked elegantly on the white marble. The sun painted highlights on the leather of her corset and tights.
She reached the shadows, finding a cool place to protect the paleness of her skin. She sat down. Her hand reached out and she sipped the chilled white wine from its elegant glass.
She waited.
The tall man discreetly scratched at one of the huge glass doors. They gave out onto the terrace. He wore a dark gray uniform and tucked a cap under his arm. He coughed softly. Then he said, with a distinct German accent: "Milady, your property has arrived."
Angique turned towards him. She smiled and thanked the man. She always called him Arnold, just because he reminded her of the Austrian actor Schwarzenegger. She dismissed him with a flick of her wrist. Then she put down the empty glass and rose to her feet.
She went inside.
She passed through the summer room with its elegant art nouveau club chairs. It had chaises longues, deep soft rugs on a marble floor and a dominating sandstone fireplace. The ceilings were high and vaulted. The windows at the terrace's side ran all the way up in arched, deep bays. They let in the glorious sunlight.
She walked from sunny spot to sunny spot. The light played over her body, until she arrived at an imposing double door of polished oak. She lifted the latch. Then she pulled both doors towards her.
They gave out on a large hall. It was flooded with broad and colourful beams of sunlight. Right at the doorstep stood a blonde girl. She held her head down. But she watched from under her eyebrows. A pretty blush touched her face.
The girl wore a denim jacket over what seemed to be a white T-shirt. Her legs were wrapped tightly in jeans. At her feet she had a pair of pink sneakers. On the floor next to her stood a heavy bag. It no doubt contained her things. Angique chuckled inwardly. How little of them she would need here.
Kristie waited nervously. She leaned from one foot on the other. Angique did not utter a word of welcome. She not even showed a smile. The girl did not know how to behave. She felt herself slip into an embarrassed void of helplessness.
After a minute she looked up. Her eyes opened in wide wonder. Her sweet brow frowned.
"I have arrived, Mistress", she whispered.
Angique's hand flew towards the girl's chin and grabbed it hard. She pulled her closer until the face was within inches.
"Slut!", she said with a harsh edge to her voice. "First lesson: at this Villa never speak unless spoken to!"
She pushed the face away and left the girl to stand in obvious embarrassment.
A new uneasy silence followed. The woman in black leather took her time. She looked the blonde girl over from head to toe.
"You look awful, girl", she then said. "Get naked."
It took Kristie a few seconds to let the command sink in. Then she slowly shrugged out of her denim jacket. The T-shirt was tight and showed lovely bumps on the tips of her breasts. Ah, she must be very excited, Angique thought. The girl started to kick her sneakers out. She unbuckled her pretty pink belt.
The jeans slid down her tanned thighs. They hung around her calves. She stepped out of them. Then she pulled the T-shirt over her head. The bra was sheer and in a lovely powder blue. It allowed the shadows of her areole to shine through. The thong was a matching colour, except for the centre. There the blue was at least a shade deeper from her seeping moisture.
"Stop!", Angique said. The girl froze immediately.
The woman in black stepped forward. She cupped both breasts with the palms of her warm hands. They forced a slight moan from Kristie's throat. Then Angique let one hand sink to the girl's crotch, right where the darker spot was. She rubbed it softly. Then she smelled at her fingers.
"Kristie is a real slut, isn't she? Oh yes, she is. She is already wet."
Angique smiled a cruel smile at the girl. Kristie's face turned a dark shade of red.
"Get out of your panties, girl", Angique said. "And give them to me."
Kristie hastened to obey now. She stepped daintily out of the thong and handed it over. Angique smelled the flimsy fabric, inhaling deeply.
Then she said: "Open your mouth, girl".
Kristie looked surprised and the surprise made her slow. Angique slapped her face with the damp panties.
"Open, slut! Don't make me wait!"
At last the blonde girl opened her mouth. She felt the thong being pushed between her teeth. It slid back down her tongue. She almost gagged on it.
"Get rid of the bra, girl. In Villa all my girls are naked. All the time."
Kristie's tits spilled from her bra when she opened the little clasp. Angique took a step back. She admired her new and lovely girl. The golden hair, the healthy tan, the sleek athlete's body. She admired the tits that lay on her arm like playful puppies. The nipples were swollen and alert.
"You look so much better now, pretty slut", Angique complimented. At last she let a warm smile touch the corners of her mouth.
"You may kiss me."
Kristie did one, then two confused steps. Her mouth was still filled with the nylon thong. Angique took her in her arms. She made her tits kiss the blonde's, pressing them together. She pried Kristie's mouth open and took the panties out. Even before the girl could gasp for air she closed her mouth with hers. She dashed her tongue inside. It ran all along the rows of teeth before sliding down the curl of Kristie's tongue. She almost reached the entrance of her throat.
Angique felt the girl slump in her arms. Then she responded to the kissing. Ah, God, such a passionate kisser she was. For minutes their fat tongues danced inside Kristie's moist velvet cave. They strangled each other outside their wide open mouths, then sank into Angique's. The wet sounds echoed in the vaulted hall. They were punctured by high gasps and muffled groans.
Their bodies were glued together by now. The slick black leather rubbed Kristie's glowing skin. Arms flew up and down. Busy fingers caressed every curve.
Angique's hand had found Kristie's sticky mound. She cupped it. Then she pressed her palm and heel hard into the flesh. The girl spread her thighs eagerly to meet the probing hand. Without ever interrupting the passionate kiss, she started to hump against the intruder of her most intimate niche.
Kristie moaned. Her chest rose with ever increasing speed. She gyrated her hips and fucked the fingers that slid inside her.
All the way to this mystic place in far away Europe hot images had been jumping and rolling inside her mind like fluffy, furry animals. They aroused her so much, the lovely stewardess on the plane must have noticed.
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