Weekend Break

My friend Sarah worked very hard as a solicitor. She had recently been recruited by one of the biggest firms in London and was either on her phone or her computer for 14 hours every day. She had been given one of the firm’s biggest clients to work with and it was taking up all her time. I couldn’t remember the last time she had been out socialising; it had certainly been months. The last time I saw her, she looked exhausted. She had been given some respite and she was coming to visit me. I had the whole weekend planned for us and I was excited. She arrives at mine on Friday afternoon, we were taking my jet to Geneva, taking in a show, a meal then onto a spa for the rest of the weekend. I was determined to get her to relax and she had promised to leave her laptop and phone at my house.

Sarah arrived at mine at 3:30, and she was exhausted. I made her a drink and we sat talking on the sofa. I told her I was worried for her, but she dismissed it saying that she was in control of her life and that she was getting plenty of rest. I let the subject drop and proceeded on telling her how my restaurants were doing. I looked round as she had gone quiet and saw that she had fallen asleep. I covered her with a blanket and let her rest for an hour or so. I woke her at 6 and told her we needed to be leaving for the airport soon. She got up and asked to use my shower. She knew where everything was, so I told her to help herself. She came back a while later looking immaculate as always. I asked if she felt better and she sighed with relief after the sleep and the shower.

The taxi arrived to take us to the airport, and we put our bags in the back and got in. We helped ourselves to the drinks cabinet and the chat turned light-hearted. We were both really excited for our time away and we were going to make the most of it. We arrived at the airport and boarded my jet. My flight attendant was a very handsome man in his starched white uniform. His name was Paul and he was always available for my flights. I noticed Sarah looking Paul up and down, biting on her lip as she did so. I told Paul to give Sarah a neck rub which he did without question. She relaxed her neck and lowered her head allowing full access to her neck and shoulders. Paul massaged deep and hard and Sarah responded by groaning on how nice it felt. Paul mentioned that it would be helpful to uncover her shoulders so he can do a proper job. She lowered her top to allow better access to her shoulders. He kneaded the knots in her muscles, and she felt so much better. She thanked Paul for his service and continued to drink. I could see just how much she had improved just in the few hours we had been together. I really could not wait to see how she will look when the weekend is over. The flight was short, and we soon landed in Geneva. We disembarked and had a limo waiting to collect us. We got in and again helped ourselves to the mini bar. We reached the hotel and was shown to our room. We were in adjoining rooms and we opened the door between the 2. More drinks were had as we got ready for our meal. Sarah was rocking a black all-in-one with cut outs on the sides, her gorgeous brown hair, pinned up and the curls cascaded down her back. She looked fantastic. She said she had not had chance to dress up for so long.

We went to one of my restaurants and had the best table in the house waiting for us when we arrived. In the centre of the restaurant was a stage where local artists came to perform for the clientele. It helped the local community and encouraged visitors to the venue. We sat just off the side of the stage, so we had the best view of the performance. A young lady in a figure-hugging dress sang classic covers of some of the best singers. She was very good, and we invited her to sit with us after her set. She told us that her Nona had taught her how to sing and that she enjoyed performing but wished she could make a living out of it. I told her that I could speak to the owner and get her a regular spot. She thought I was lying; well I was really as I didn’t need to speak to the owner. I called the concierge over and told him that Jenna would be performing every week on the same night from now on. I told him to make sure she was well advertised and that any family of hers could eat here for free and could have this table whenever they wanted it. Jenna sat there open mouthed and Sarah could just laugh. I finally admitted to Jenna who I was and that my offer was serious. She threw her arms around me and thanked me. I told her that we needed a regular for the restaurant and that I was impressed by her voice. She thanked me again and again and giggled like a schoolgirl. I just smiled at her and told her it was my pleasure to help. We finished our meal and left the restaurant, walking arm in arm to the theatre to watch the show. Les Miserable was playing and it has always been one of my favourites. We took our seats in my private box and watched the performance. It had been an amazing show as always and when it had finished, we decided to walk back to the hotel. We were a little bit drunk, so it took us longer than normal, but it was a beautiful night. The weather was fine and warm, and the stars shone brightly in the sky.

On our way back, we were accosted by 2 men. They told us how beautiful we were and that they would like to date us. It was normal for this sort of thing to happen and we just brushed it off. They followed us for a few minutes, but lost interest when we ignored them. We arrived back at the hotel shortly afterwards and made our way up to our rooms. We went in through my room and I went straight to the bar to pour more drinks. Sarah plopped herself down on one of the beds and took off her shoes. I handed her a drink and we sat chatting for a while. She said she could do with Paul giving her another massage. I asked how much she had enjoyed it and she told me that there had been a few twinges that she had not felt for a while. I offered my services and she graciously accepted. I told her I probably would give her the same feelings but at least it might help. She took off her catsuit and sat in front of me on the bed. She pulled her hair to one side and allowed me access to her neck and shoulders. I slipped her bra straps down her arms and placed my hands on her back. I began to knead the back of her neck, softly but firmly at first. I could feel the tension that she had built up and I wanted to alleviate that for her. I moved onto her shoulders and worked the tightened muscles with my fingers. She was so tense, it made me be more forceful with her. I could gradually feel the tension slip out of her shoulders and I moved lower on her back. My hands went to her sides to give her lateral muscles a work over and she flinched. I asked if I had hurt her, but she told me it just tickled. I applied more pressure on her sides to prevent this and moved my hands further down her sides. I told her to lay face down on the bed so I could minister the massage better which she did without question. The small of her back was very tense, so I rubbed harder here. I watched as the movement of my hands made her pants go between her butt cheeks. I made my way down to the curve of her spine and my hands were suddenly on the top of her cheeks. I asked her if she wanted me to stop, and she asked me to continue. I rubbed her buttocks, cupping them as I did. Her legs that were closed when I started were now apart so I could do each thigh.

Her skin was a beautiful olive colour and I enjoyed the contrast between that and my white skin. I worked my way down to her calves and then onto her feet. She lifted each leg to allow me to get in between her toes and to do the bridge of her foot. I started making my way back up and when I got to her thighs again, my hand accidently brushed her pussy lips. Her legs clamped around my hands and she let out a little moan. I stopped and looked at her, but she refused to look back at me. I offered to stop but she again asked me to continue. I pummelled the back of her legs with my hands and then again let my fingers brush over her lips. Again, she clamped my hands and I chuckled. She asked if I was doing it on purpose and I said that I was now. She looked over her shoulder at me and flashed a wicked smile. I allowed my hand to brush her there again and she genuinely moaned at me. I lifted the straps of her pants in my fingers and she raised her hips for me to take them off.

I once again slid my fingers between her legs and stopped when I felt her little bud beneath them. I rubbed gently and felt the slickness of her folds. I eased her legs further apart and inserted a finger into the wetness. A long sigh escaped her lips as I began circling my finger inside her. With my thumb, I circled her clit and then added another finger into her pussy. I began to push my fingers deeper into her and was encourage by the groans coming from her. I added the third finger then the fourth and I started to pump them in and out of her. She raised her hips again to get a better angle and I felt the muscles of her pussy gripping and releasing my fingers and I could feel the orgasm approach. Her muscles gripped my hand tight and her juices made my hand slick. I rubbed her clit with my thumb still and another wave crashed over her. Soon she was still and breathing hard. She rolled onto her back and looked me straight in the eye. She asked if this was my plan all along? I told her that this had not been planned but that I was glad it had happened. She sat up and pulled me into her. Her mouth covered mine and I felt her tongue push against my lips. I parted mine and her tongue invaded my mouth. She swirled her tongue around mine and I felt a sudden flush to my own pussy. I leant forward pushing her back to the bed, my hands went up to her head and I wrapped my fingers into her glossy hair. We kissed for a few minutes before I pulled away and kissed down her neck and shoulder to her breasts. I kissed all around the pale pink flesh inching towards the erect nipple. I swirled my tongue around it making it that little bit harder before covering it with my mouth and sucking gently. After a minute I moved across to do the same to the other one. Soon after I kissed my way down over her belly and onto her soft, freshly shaven mound.

My mouth eagerly sought her clit which I began to kiss and nibble. Her breathing suddenly became ragged as she was getting close to cumming again. I continued to lick and suck her clit until the second orgasm hit. Fluid flooded my mouth and I lapped at her cunt until I had tasted it all.

At this point, Sarah shifted position and straddled me so that her head was between my legs and my head between hers. We started to lick and suck each other’s pussies and finger fuck them. I was eager to see how Sarah was going to deal with me and I was not disappointed. She shoved her fingers up inside me without easing me into it. She fucked me hard with them until I was screaming that I was coming. As my orgasm hit, she pulled out and shoved a finger up my arse, making me buck around the bed. She laughed as she rode me like a Broncho. I had not come that hard before and it made me see stars. Once the sensation had passed, we lay there on the bed laughing together. I don’t believe either of us was very stressed at that moment.

I got up and made my way to the shower as I needed to freshen myself up before bed. The en-suite had a huge double shower with a rainfall attachment, it also had a seat so you could totally relax in the shower. I turned the water on and stepped inside. I washed my hair loving the feeling of the suds running down my back. Suddenly I felt hands on my back, and I was being washed by Sarah. She rubbed the soap into my back and bum then down the backs of my legs. She turned me round to soap my front, she payed close attention to my boobs, especially my nipples, making sure they were thoroughly washed then moved down towards my pussy. She lathered up her own hands and thrust them between my legs. Rubbing back and forth, she made sure that my pussy was free of all the juices I had squirted out earlier. She reached up and pulled the shower head down and rinsed me off. She took her time to make sure that there was no soap left on me before taking my hand a leading me out of the shower. She picked up a bath towel and wrapped it round me. She walked me back to the bed and made me sit down on the edge. She rubbed the towel all over me making me fully dry. She then got my robe and held it open for me to put my arms in. I thought that she might continue where we left off earlier, but she just tucked me into bed then climbed in beside me. We snuggled up together and fell asleep. In the morning we headed out to the spa and had a wonderful day of relaxation. We had another massage, although it was not as fun as the night before. We went in the pool, the sauna and the jacuzzi. It was a beautiful day and we did not mention the night before. I think it was just what we both needed at the time, but it hasn’t made things awkward for us. It has just bought is closer together and has given us an understanding that should either of us feel that way again, then another weekend will surely be needed.