Makeing love at the mystery mansion

"We still have to meet with our host before diner. At least the dress code is simple." I said as I held her saphire robe for Kathryn to slip into. After cniching the belt snug, I gave her a long hug and kiss letting her hands run over my still naked body. When we finally broke away, I put my own robe on, and held the door foe her to go through. "Before this night is over, you will be satiated, my dear." We went off to find our host.
 
OOC

I don't know about the rest of you, but i have no idea where to go from here. Damon wanted to meet with each of us before dinner, but he's only made one post since that annoucement....
 
Ariel

My flight was delayed out of New York, so I was late. As the editor of a noted fashion magazine, I was intrigued by the invitation by the mysterious Daemon. Not knowing what was in store, I packed for every eventuality. [By way of introduction, I am a 28 year old Japanese-American, round eyes, full lips, long straight black hair, standing 5'9", size 4.] The poor butler had a lot of luggage to carry to Indigo room, to which I was assigned. When he opened the door, my breath was taken away....
 
Richard Raymond Redmann III

OCC: Don't know what happened to our host but the games go on, (You're not gettin out of this that easly) :)

IC: We strolled down the halls, wondering through this marvelous mansion. I had been a guest here often and was able to point out some of the less ovious features, we had a good "nickle tour". When we reached Dameon's Study, I knocked. and we went in.

"I just wanted to see how you were getting along. I understand you had a bit of a tif at first."

"Yes, but we worked our way past that."

"Good, If you two want to stay together for the weekend, fine, but you can also switch as you see fit. Diner is at 9:00."

"Thank you, Sir." We left him there in the study.
 
Ric (Indigo)

I stopped by the room before going to meet our esteemed host I figured I should atleast bring a pocket recorder in case I get the guts to try to do the story... I realize with nothing but a robe on I'll have to be carefull about where I hide the wire I adjust myself slightly in the mirror as the door flies open and a mountain of luggage flows into the room carried by a harried butler...I fly into my robe too late as a Beautiful Asian woman glides in with an air of confidence...a confidence I didn ot share with the lovely lady..I tied the robe belatedly and tried to give a charming smile..."Hello Im Ric I signed in here this morning and you are?"
 
Ariel

Although I have been around models, I had never seen quite such a stunning man before. He fumbled around with his robe, attempting to cover himself, albeit not entirely successfully. Tall, dark hair, coal-dark eyes - a broad chest and toned, tan arms and legs, not mention a tantalizing washboard stomach..... "Hello Im Ric I signed in here this morning and you are?" He extended his hand, seemingly flustered.

"Ariel - Ariel Watanabe. My pleasure." I said in the most seductive voice possible. He took my outstretched hand to his lips, attempting to recover from his initial awkwardness. I had clearly interrupted something - as I had entered I thought I had seen the flash of something as he hastily covered himself up with his robe, and it wasn't THAT, if that's what you are thinking. Although my eyes had darted in that direction....

"No indeed, the pleasure is mine." He said with a gleam in his eye.

I stared into his eyes for just slightly longer than was comfortable. "So, have I missed anything? So sorry I'm late but the damned airlines these days." I saw his eyes widen at the luggage the poor butler piled up in the entrance to the room. "It's a miracle my luggage arrived. I got this invitation from Mr. Daemon - all expenses paid, how could I refuse? But I have to say, he's a mystery. He appears occasionally in the society pages of some of the magazines, but I can never unearth anything about him, except that he has a pile of money and always some lovely little thing on his arm. So, I guess there must be some reason we're all together? What do you do? What brings you here? And what's up with the Indigo robe - that is not your color, darling."
 
Ric

She had a projective air of confidence that belied her exotic beauty. I have stood before rich people and heads of state, but if you took this womans money away , the power would still be there...she was strikingly beautiful, and I admit it took a second to find my breath...finally as I was going to slip back into charachter I stopped. Her luxurious black hair shined in the light like a jungle cat.. an anology that I thought fitting considering how off guard I had been caught. I waited till the butler left and decided to do something very odd... I told the truth.
 
Ariel

"Madame, Dinner is at Nine." The butler interrupted before Ric could reply to me. "Here is your robe, which you are to wear outside the room. Mr. Daemon will want to visit briefly with the two of you prior to the dinner in his study. Pleasant stay."

"Well, that explains the robe." I thought to myself. "They've got to be kidding - I guess I packed all my sexy clothes for nothing."

As the heavy door closed behind the butler, I turned my head back to Ric, looking at him quizzically. "Strange guy, huh? Anyway, you looked like you were about to say something."
 
Ric

I had nothing to lose..especially if I was going to be staying within such close proximity of this woman I figured I should elaborate..I relayed the past about my cover being my real life..and the fact that I wanted more and a story on this guy is a part of that (for the full story see the first post)I figured I had nothing to hide so I pulled out my mic and threw it on the bed... I smiled and tried to seem calmer than I was. "Well Ariel , I have handed myself to you on a silver plater , you can turn me in or look the other way, but seeing as the accomidations are dreamy you can decide later..."
 
Ariel

My jaw dropped as he told me his story, for I too had come to this mansion with the same ulterior motive. He tossed the mic on the bed, smiled and said, "Well Ariel , I have handed myself to you on a silver platter , you can turn me in or look the other way...."

I sized him up, his impish smile hiding a somewhat fearful countenance. I walked towards him, the heels of my sandals clicking on the marble floor, to the foot of the enormous bed where he was standing. He seemed taken aback by the boldness of my advance, but I was determined to use this situation to my advantage. I reached out and draped my toned arms on his shoulders, my long slender fingers enmeshed behind the nape of his neck. My green eyes were locked upon his. He appeared to be trembling, ever so slightly.

"I don't want to turn you in to Daemon, Ric, but just looking the other way entails a risk - with unknown consequences. I think you need to give me something in return. And you have something I want. Do you know what that might be?"

"Uh, not exactly." Ric stammered. He was gorgeous, but disappointingly meek, at least so far. It was clear I was going to have to spell things out for him.

"Darling, it's this," I said, as I trailed my hands down along the collar of his robe, guiding the front of his robe open to expose a very promising cock....
 
Ric

This entire escapade had been surreal from the first minute it started, this was no exception...but unlike the other events at least Ricardo could understand this. He smiled a mischievous smile as he realized just how sweet this arrangement could be. He looked up and down the asian beauty and looked deep into her emerald eyes...he stepped forward and lifted her off the ground, he slipped her legs around his waist as he supported her with one hand and began slipping off her clothes with the other...He growled slightly as he kissed his way down her neck.
 
Ariel

Ricardo looked me up and down and gave me a smile full of mischief. "Ooh!" I exclaimed with surprise as his large hands swiftly took hold of my firm ass and lifted me off the ground, my long legs wrapped around his back. He growled and began trailing kisses down my neck. I could feel my heart begin to pound as I realized perhaps he was not as meek as I first surmised. He managed to remove the blazer I had on, and began unbuttoning my sheer white blouse, revealing the tops of my firm (natural) breasts and my lacy white bra. My already short black skirt was riding high, and he next moved to untie it (a wraparound). I closed my eyes and arched my back as I grabbed the hair on the back of his head with my left hand, my right hand feeling the perfectly toned muscles in his shoulders. I was drinking him in. It had been weeks - no, months! I realized, since I had been with a man (more out of a busy schedule than anything else). If this guy could fuck half as good as he looked, ooh - the thought made me shiver in his hands....
 
Richard Raymond Redmann III

We Had nearly an hour before dinner would be served, so I desided to treat myself to an appetizer. Continuing on with the 'nickle tour', I took Kathryn to the third floor conservitory. Damean maintained a world class collection of orchids, in an allmost infinate array ofshapes and hues. Putting my arm arround her waist, I directed her to some of the more exotic plants finally coming to o. venus, where the fully open bloom resembels a vagina flushed and swollen, ripe for orgaism.

"What does this remind you of?" I asked her.

"A pussy?" Kathryn responded.

"Actually, it is what your pussy is about to look like." I led her to the chase lounge, where I took her robe off, while kissing her deeply...
 
OOC:

I just want to take this oppertunity to Thank all of you for the time that you put into your posts, and to let you know that they have brightened many days that were otherwise quite bleak. Merry Christmas to you all.
 
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