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Accepting Multiple Sessions

... her breath as an exquisitely perfect orgasm undulated through her pussy and down the inside of her now wet sticky thighs. Sensing her orgasm, I surrendered to my release, shooting my hot load high up inside her. For a while, she lay there dozing. When she opened her eyes, she saw me sleeping and snoring beside her. I rolled onto my side, and draped my long muscular leg over her, even in my sleep I'm controlling her body. Courtney looked over at me, disgusted with herself, disgusted at how easily she had accepted the assignment to be my personal assistant, had submitted to me, at how much she wanted the pleasure I have given her. She realized that this is how it will be, the reproach and the recriminations. She foolishly thought my asking her to stay with me was my way of saying I was serious about having a relationship with her, but now she didn't think so. What burgeoning hope she might have had for a relationship earlier has been crushed by my usual emotional callousness. I was away on business most of the following week and when I returned, I surprised her when I said I wanted her to accompany me on an upcoming trip to New Orleans. Courtney is excited about visiting New Orleans, she is uneasy with the thought of being alone with me. Later that night, she went into my library and told me that she thought it might be better if she stayed in Dallas. Courtney seen my surprise, but I didn't ask for a reason, and she didn't offer one. " Alright, Courtney, if that's what you ...

... want, then I won't say anything more about it," I replied before dismissively returning to my documents. True to my word, I did not mention the trip again. The next afternoon sitting on the patio neither one of us talking. After a long silence, I begin to talk, saying I needed her to go with me to New Orleans. I said, " Maybe some of what had happened with my six wives, with our relationships and her could be my fault." Courtney sat there speechless, dumbfounded by my declaration, but able to appreciate how very difficult for me it must have been to say those things. We left on our trip the following morning, and as things would have it, my business concluded earlier than expected. Instead of our heading back to Dallas, I decided to stay for an additional two days during which time we explored the city, the museums, and the restaurants, all that the beautiful old city had to offer. We were having dinner at the Café du Monde Restaurant in the French Quarter one evening when I ordered nothing for myself and a glass of wine for her, it suddenly occurred to her that aside from a brandy at dinner or in our hotel suite at night, she hadn't seen me take a drink. She smiled to herself, and thought how different I was when I didn't drink; I was charming, considerate, and different to her. She enjoyed being with me. After we returned to our suite and got into bed, I pulled her to me and told her, I had decided to turn this trip into a delayed vacation. Our newly extended trip included ...