“Well, Marcus is planning to starve me with healthy foods and I think he said something about the housekeeper doing the shopping. I was wondering if you would mind picking up some of my favorites and stashing them for me, just in case? At least then when I come over I can get my Cheetos fix,” Susan said grinning. “Unless you’re worried about getting in trouble?”
“No, that should be all right. Ty never says anything about what I eat, and besides he’s not really a spanker like Marcus. I’ll figure something out.”
“Thanks Kels, I appreciate it. I’ll call you as soon as I can,” Sue promised just as the men returned to the car. Kelsey got out and Ty took her hand, leading her into the house.
Susan stayed where she was, across from Marcus until he snagged her wrist and pulled her over and onto his lap. Burying his face in her hair he sighed, his arm firmly around her.
“Ah,” he sighed, breathing in her fragrance. “Alone at last,” he whispered approvingly.
“All right you lecher, take it easy,” Sue replied. “There’s still the driver you know.”
Marcus laughed, sliding one hand down and massaging her bare foot gently. Working his way back up her leg, he pushed her short skirt out of the way as he stroked her delicate skin.
Sue squirmed as he lingered at the inside of her thighs, her stiff back relaxing in pleasure despite herself. When his large hand moved higher, cupping her firmly, she moaned in delight.
“You’re wet,” Marcus groaned.
“Whose fault is that?” Sue asked, her breathing rapidly accelerating.
“Mine, I hope and I intend to keep you that way, wet, hot and needy. How do you feel about going commando?” he teased, lightly stroking her clit through her panties.
“That is exactly the kind of question you ask when your hand isnotburied between my legs,” she gasped.
“But you’re so such more amenable this way,” Marcus replied, smiling as he bent to kiss her neck.
“Exactly,” she agreed, her thighs falling further apart as she arched into his hand. “It’s an unfair tactic,” she panted, loving the feel of his erection pressing against her ass. “You just think it will be easier to spank me without panties.”
“Red, any spanking you get from me will always be on your bare ass,” he laughed. “Panties are a minor inconvenience, easily remedied.” As if to prove his point he slipped his finger underthe edge of her panties and gathered her moisture, rubbing it over her clit in slow circles.
“Marcus, please,” she begged as her head fell back, exposing more of her neck to his kiss. Her hips arched, trying to steer him inside her but he wouldn’t be rushed and in fact lessened the pressure as she pushed against him.
“Settle down, Red. We’ll be home soon,” he breathed into her ear.
“Fuck you, Marcus,” she growled, sitting up and grabbing his shirt in both hands. “You started this fire and you damn well better be good at putting it out.”
“Such language coming from such a delicate little thing,” he laughed, pulling his hand out of her panties, giving her one final pat as the driver turned off the road.
He wasn’t kidding about the mountain lodge. It seemed they went uphill for a long time on the winding driveway. Suddenly they broke through the trees and Sue stared in absolute amazement at the huge log structure. The entire front was a wall of glass reflecting the beauty of the landscape back at her.
A wide veranda spanned the front and wrapped around the side of the lodge. Sue could see a huge in-ground pool with a rock waterfall on one side. The place was enormous and she stood outside the limo on her bare feet, frozen in awe.
Marcus was pleased with her reaction. He’d designed the entire lodge himself and despite the rustic look, it had every comfort known to modern man. He left Susan standing there while he and the chauffeur carried the luggage into the foyer. Returning quickly he bent and tossed her over his shoulder, carrying her into the house like a marauding warrior, giving her a crisp smack on her butt.
“Come on, Red,” he said grinning when she squealed. “Come see your home for the next year.”
“That’s nice Marcus, real nice. Thanks for embarrassing me in front of the driver,” she hissed.
“Johnson? He’s been my driver for several years and is the soul of discretion,” he assured her, kicking the wide door closed and setting her down.
“That’s beside the point. I’ve known him for all of five minutes and I don’t like…”
Sue’s voice fell away as she turned and looked into the great room, The outside wall had a natural stone fireplace big enough for her to stand in. The chimney, exposed all the way to the rafters, which looked to be more than two stories high. At the far end there was another wall of windows, matching those on the front and the lake glistened in the sun. Taking her hand he pulled her to the glass and opened the sliding doors, stepping out onto the back deck.
“See that white house?” he asked pointing, across the lake. “That’s where Ty and Kelsey live.”
“Do you have a boat?” she asked, thinking it would be much easier to see her friend by going across the lake.
“Several, but there are no motor boats allowed on the lake and believe me your perception of the distance is deceptive. I’ve rowed it many times and it’s farther than it looks from here.”
