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They pulled up to where Guy’s plane was. Elisa got out of the limousine and looked at the jet. It was impressive. Her and Guy had been seeing each other since last fall at the fall showing in London, but they would get together for dinners and shows, but with the demands of her career, she never took the time to let Guy take her anywhere on his plane.

Now standing here, she was amazed at it and felt a twinge of pain at not letting herself indulge in this luxury. Guy came up behind her. “What do you think?”

Elisa turned around to him. “I should have let myself indulge in this before now.” Guy laughed. They got her things and loaded them on to the plane. Guy was giving instructions to his crew. The plane was being inspected.

Guy and Elisa got onto the plane. It was massive. It had plush seats, a staircase going to the top, the carpeting matched the plush seats, and Elisa sat down on one of the plush seats. “They recline and massage,” said Guy. He reclined the seat and turned on the massage. Elisa fell in love with it. She never had these seats even when she traveled first class on an airline.

“You know, I could have my manicure and pedicure done just like this,” Elisa smiled with her eyes closed.

“Let me take you into the lavatory my dear.” Guy took her hand and led her to the lavatory. He opened the door and it was not just your ordinary lavatory. It had a marble sink, a marble tub with jets, a marble floor, embroidered towels, and housecoats.

Elisa ran her hand along the sink and tub. She smelled the soaps and felt the housecoat and towels. Any woman in her right mind would be spoiled to this. Even the damn toilet was made of marble. “You like my Mon Cherie?” Guy asked her.

“Like, I love it!” Elisa exclaimed clasping her hands together.

“Let me take you upstairs my dear.” Guy took her hand and led her up the stairs. Upstairs it had a wet bar, Guy led her into another area where the cooks prepared the food, and he led her to his bedroom. It was very masculine from the bed sheets, bed spread, all the way to the curtains and furniture.

“You leave nothing non-pleasing to the eye,” Elisa was elated.

“I try my damnest. Just let my crew know whatever you want to eat and drink and they will get it for you. While we are up here, why don’t we take advantage of this time and break in the newly clean sheets.” Guy said nibbling on her ear.

“Well my captain, I surrender.” He picked up Elisa in his arms and took her to the bed.

Just as he laid her down, his intercom came on. “Sir, the plane is ready for takeoff.” The pilot said.

“Then let’s roll.” Guy spoke back into the intercom.

“Yes sir,” and the pilot was off.

“Now where were we?” Guy asked.

“We were just getting started,” Elisa said in whispered breaths. Guy grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to him and clasped his lips to her like he would never taste them again.

Elisa reciprocated with the same fervor. They were on their way to the Greek Isles. Guy kissed her all over her throat while Elisa moaned. He was unbuttoning her blouse as he was kissing her. He started kissing her breasts as he pulled off her blouse. He was undoing the clasp of her bra. He got it unclasped and took both of her breasts and started suckling on them. Elisa thrust her head back.

Guy took his tongue and started from the top of her throat all the way down to her belly button. Elisa shuddered. Elisa was pulling of his suit coat and unbuttoning his shirt. He was undoing the button and zipper on her slacks. She got his shirt unbuttoned and was taking it off. He was pulling down her slacks. Once off, he ran his hand up her leg to her thigh and put his finger under her panties strap and started sliding it down.

He put his finger on her womanhood and could feel the wetness. He was rubbing it and playing in it and Elisa was breathing hard. He laid her on the bed, took his hand, grabbed her leg, bent down, and starting with the toes, he kissed her all the way up to her thigh and then to her womanhood.

Elisa screamed out. “Shh my Mon Cherie,” Guy said softly. He made her cum over and over. He took off his slacks and Elisa got on top of him and kissed him from his face all the way down to his manhood. She put her mouth over it and got him all worked up. She then slid up to him and put him inside of her. They were moving in synch with each other, oblivious to anything or anyone but them. When it was all said and done and they both had climaxed, Elisa lay down beside Guy.

They were both breathing hard and out of breath. “Hmm, I did miss this,” Elisa said rolling over to face Guy. He took the back of his hand and rubbed her cheeks.

“You are so beautiful my Mon Cherie and wonderful in bed too.”

Elisa grinned. “You’re not so bad yourself stud.” Guy laughed. They lay there for a little while longer before getting dressed and heading up to get something to eat and drink.

The rest of the way to the Greek Isles, Elisa and Guy spent their time making love, drinking fine wine, and they even had put on some music and danced. Elisa felt like she was on top of the world. She never dreamed in a million years that she would be living this kind of life, but she had worked too long and too hard to get here. It was all a reality now.