Passion desire Lust

Dick was standing in the arrival area at the airport with a plastic cup of coffee in his hand. The flight from Colombia had arrived and the first passengers were coming out. He tried to see in the luggage area when the doors opened, but he couldn’t see Conchita. For a minute he thought she might have changed her mind at the last minute and decided to stay. Then he saw her, she was wearing a simple light blue dress and her hair was tied up in a ponytail. When she saw him, her face broke into a big smile and she ran forward.

“I missed you so much Dick,” she said and buried her head against his neck. He hugged her close and they stood like that for a minute. Then she stepped away from him and he picked up her bag from the floor.

“My car is waiting for us outside,” he said when they were close to the exit.

When Conchita walked out she saw a stretched limousine with a driver next to it. The car was black and the longest car she had ever seen.

“Welcome to Texas,” said the driver and opened the door for her.

When she sat down on the leather seat and had moved over to give room for Dick she looked around in surprise.

“Did you rent this?”

Dick chuckled. “No, it’s mine.”

“It must have cost a fortune. Why do you need a limo, isn’t a regular car enough?”

Dick opened a small fridge in front of him and took out a bottle of champagne and two glasses. He popped the cork and gave her glass after filling it.

“To you, Conchita, and thank you for deciding to come to visit me.”

“Thank you for inviting me.” She put down her glass and took his face in her hands, and kissed him. Her lips crushed against his and he felt her tongue searching for him. His hands moved down her back and found her hips. He pulled her over his lap and her dress rode up on her thighs. They continued to kiss and he tried to get his hand between her legs, but she kept pushing it away. “Wait, I’m not ready yet.”

“But in the jungle, you touched me, I just want to do the same to you, honey.”

She tried to sit up straight but couldn’t. Looking down at him, she said. “You will, but not now, I want it to be in a bed.”

“OK,” He kissed her one last time and then moved her off his lap.

The drive took them past Dallas. Conchita looked in awe at the big buildings and the cars around them. She had never seen a city like this before. It looked so clean, not like Bogotá with its slums and poverty.

After driving for an hour they turned off the highway and onto a country road. After a while, Conchita began to see white fences on the right side and horses.

“This is so beautiful, whose horses are they?”

“Mine, my land begins here.”

Conchita followed the fences that continued as far as she could see. “How much land do you have?”

“Everything you can see on the right is mine.”

They continued for a while and then she saw a big gate in the fence. There was a metal arch above it and they drove through it. The limo continued and after a while, Conchita saw a white building come into view. As they came closer the building grew in size and by the time the limo stopped Conchita’s mouth hung open and she stared at the enormous house. It had three floors and on each floor, she counted eight windows. On either side were several smaller buildings. There were a couple of sports cars parked to the left and on the right a tractor and other agriculture vehicles were parked.

“This is my home, I hope you like it,” said Dick.

The driver came around and opened the door on Conchita’s side and she stepped out. She walked around so she was standing in front of Dick and then she took both his hands in hers. “Would you mind telling me why you didn’t tell me about all of this in Colombia?”

“It’s simple, I don’t tell people I just met about what I have. I like to get to know them first. Would it have made any difference if I had told you?”

Conchita thought for a second and then said. “Maybe, I don’t know.”

“Anyway, now you know. I didn’t lie to you when I told you about my business, the only thing I didn’t tell you was that it became a big success and a lot bigger than what I made it sound like. Let’s go inside.”

Conchita didn’t know what to say when she walked through the lobby. The floor was stone and along the walls hung paintings with Western motifs. There was a large curved staircase leading up to the second floor, and another leading up to the third. Dick led her up and on the second floor turned left.

“You will have your room with a private bathroom. Mine is two doors further down. Please rest and I will meet you on the terrace for a drink in an hour or so.”

He opened a door and Conchita stepped into the large bedroom, she had ever seen. It was even bigger than her parent’s house back home. Opposite the door were floor-ceiling French windows and through them, she could see the horses. To the left, pushed up against the wall was a huge bed with a small bench at the foot end. Dick placed her bag on it and then walked out, closing the door behind him. She found the bathroom, which had the usual fittings plus a Jacuzzi for two, and on a rack hung soft towels and a bathrobe. She went back to the bench by the bed and opened her bag. She had only brought a few things with her and she hung the dresses in a wardrobe and put her underwear in a drawer. It all fitted in one corner, leaving more than half of the drawer empty.

Back in the bathroom, she took off her clothes and stepped into the shower. There was a shelf with several kinds of shampoos, rinses, and soaps. She decided on a bar of soap with a faint smell of tropical fruits and a shampoo with a similar aroma. While she soaped herself, she let her hand slide over her pussy and she was pleased when she felt it was smooth. She had shaved in the morning before she left for the airport, but had been afraid her thick pubic hair would grow into stubble. Now she only had a thin line just above it. All around, she was as smooth as a newborn.

After drying herself, she looked in the double-door bathroom cabinet and found a selection of body creams and lotions. She took one and then walked naked back to the bed. She put a foot on the little bench and began spreading the lotion on her leg. It was cool and smelled wonderful. She switched legs and then did her upper body. When she reached her breasts, she took both of them in her hands and pinched the nipples. The kissing in the car had turned her on. She liked the feeling, but at the same time, her upbringing told her it was shameful. Her boobs were heavy in her hands and when she looked down at them, her large nipples were pointing straight out. She dressed in a pair of simple white cotton panties and a red dress she took from the wardrobe. When she was dressed, she ran a brush through her wet hair and then walked out.