Wild Child - part 5 - 7

- 5 -1

“I was being serious about working for me,” Angie broke the silence once they were back on their way to her house.2

“I have no doubt that you were.  If I take you up on your offer, I shall still have to work my notice in at the Agency.”3

“That shouldn’t be a problem, like I said earlier, I’m going overseas.  I’ll probably be back in about three weeks to a month.  Let me know what you have decided then.”  4

By the time they had reached her house the sky had began to lighten and change in colour.  Angie’s head had hardly touched the pillow and she was fast asleep.  She didn’t hear the bedroom door open, or the footsteps across the floor, she only felt the covers being tugged off her.  As she opened her sleepy eyes she saw the same man as before.  Jumping up she screamed, “Who the fuck are you?5

“Shh,” was all he said as he put his finger to his lips, “I’m not going to hurt you.”6

“What do you want from me?”7

“Shh,” was all the reply she got.8

He reached into his pocket pulled out a small bottle and opened it.  The room was immediately filled with the aroma of mixed flowers.  Rolling her over onto her stomach, he placed a few drops into the palm of his hand and began to massage the oil into her back.  He started at her neck, working down over her shoulder blades, into the small of her back.  He then proceeded over her arse cheeks and down the back of her thighs and calves, finishing with her feet.  Once he had oiled her entire body he started the process again, this time a lot slower working the oils into her muscles.  Once he had completed the process for a third time, he rolled her over onto her back.  Dropping a few drops into his hand again he rubbed his hands together warming the oil.  He then positioned his hands on either shoulder and dragged them down to her hips.  He massaged the rich therapeutic oil into her skin, moving from her shoulders up onto her neck and back again.  Upon reaching her breasts he took one breast at a time, massaging them in small circular motions making her nipples perk to attention.  Moving down over her abdomen and coming to rest on the public line.  Angie’s legs were nudged apart and he massaged her inner-thighs, knees, and calves.  Kneeling in front of her he took one foot at a time and massaged it tenderly.  Angie had never before felt so relaxed in all her life.  When he had completed massaging her entire body, he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, and gently lowered her into warm bubble water.9

“Who did this?”10

“I did, when you were asleep.” He answered.  He then picked up the sponge and began to wash her.  Angie was looking deep into his eyes, “do I know you?”11

The stranger shook his head.12

“Who are you?”13

“Shh,” was all he said.14

“I need to know,” she pleaded.15

“It doesn’t matter who I am.  I’m here for you and your every fantasy.”  With that he kissed her on the forehead, left her alone and exited the room.  Angie climbed out of the bath and entered the bedroom.  On the bed was yet another rose.16

- 6 -17

Angie heard the alarm buzzing, she reached over, picked it up and flung it across the room.  Slowly she stumbled out of bed tripping over her own feet.  She wasn’t used to being up so early, but she had a flight to catch and couldn’t afford to miss it.  Picking up the phone she dialled Chanette’s number18

“Hello,” came a deep male voice down the receiver.19

“Hello, where’s Shanz?”20

“Who?”21

“SHANZ!”22

“There is no-one here by that name, I think you have the wrong number.”23

“Is that 367 0579?” she asked getting very irritated.24

“Nope, it’s 376 0879”25

“Shit!  Sorry.”26

“Not a problem.  I wish all the wrong numbers I got sounded as sexy as you,” came the complementary reply.27

“Thank you, I think.”28

“So what’s your name?” he asked.29

“Angie,” was all she said.30

“Well Angie, I’m, Brian.  Pleased to meet you.  Tell me a little about yourself.”31

“Sorry, no can do.  I’m actually in a hurry and I still have to get hold of Shanz.  Goodbye.”32

“Goo . . .” was all she heard as she disconnected.  She tried Chanette’s number again.33

“Hello,” came a husky voice yet again.  Angie’s heart sank to her feet, not another wrong number she thought.34

“Is Chanette there”35

“Hello Angie.”  Chanette managed to get out before having a coughing fit 36

“Chanette, where are you?  We have to be at the airport in a little while.”37

“Well if you bother to answer your front door, I’ll be able to walk in.”38

“Oh!  Okay!”  Angie was stuck for words.  She went to the front door and opened for Chanette.  “How long have you been our here?”39

“About thirty seconds.  I just arrived,” Chanette walked in and closed the door behind her.40

Angie was just about to go to the kitchen when the doorbell rang, “Fuck!  I’m never going to make the fucking airport in time!” she hissed as she opened the door again.  It was Edward.41

“What are you doing here?  I wasn’t expecting to see you until I got back.”42

“I managed to juggle the schedule,” he replied with a grin on his masculine face.43

Edward picked up her luggage and carried it to the awaiting Limousine.  The drive to the airport was a quiet one, with neither Angie nor Chanette saying much.  Once again Angie thought back to the stranger who was walking in and out of her life.  She had to admit to herself that she was getting a little frightened, although he never did anything to hurt her or steal from her.44

- 7 -45

“Earth to Angie, are you there?” Chanette screeched once the Limo had halted, “We are here.”46

“There is no fucking reason to scream in my ears!” Angie bitched at Chanette.47

“I’m so sorry. It’s just that I have been trying to talk to you in the car and well you seemed to be pretty pre-occupied.”48

“Shanz, we have a long flight ahead of us, I’m sure that you’ll be able to tell me all your news and more.”49

After waiting in the airport lounge for forty minutes their flight was called and they headed for the boarding gates.  After what seemed an eternity they were eventually directed to their seats.  50

Chanette had hardly sat down when she started to recall the previous night events to Angie.51

“And so, there we all were, in the nik, and I look down, and Angie, I swear this guy had the biggest cock I have ever seen.”  Was all Angie heard about Chanette’s amazing story, her mind was elsewhere.52

“You know Angie, if I wanted to talk to myself I would face a mirror!”53

“What? Did you say something?”54

“What’s up?  You haven’t heard a word I’ve said all day.”  Chanette whined.55

“It’s a bit weird to explain, you see there is this stranger that keeps showing up, doing things to me and just as suddenly disappears.”56

“What exactly do you mean?”57

“Okay, take the other night for instance.  This guy breaks into my house, runs bath water without me hearing a thing.  He then massages my entire body, and just for kicks, baths me.  It’s just very strange.”58

“How often has this happened?”59

“Once before.”60

“What happened that time?”61

“What is this twenty questions?  Why are you so interested anyway?”62

“No reason, I just think it’s very romantic.  Besides which, you never keep anything from me.”  Chanette answered in a dreamy state.  “So what happened?”63

“He bound me to the bed, teased me, and muffed me.”64

“And?”65

“And nothing, he left.  His words were that he’s there to fulfil my every fantasy.”66

“That sounds so dreamy.  What does he look like?”67

“Well Girlfriend, you can seriously paint me pink if I could answer that.  He wears a balaclava over his face, and is always dressed in black.”68

“Is he tall or short?”69

“Tall.”70

“Fat, thin, well built?”71

“Very well built.”72

“Okay, so lets work with what we have.  We have a tall, darkly dressed stranger with a well build body.  And you still complain about it?”73

“I’m not complaining, I’m just curious who this masked muffer is, that’s all.”74

“I see.  Now that you have got that off your chest, can we please get back to me?”75

‘Yeah sure, anything.”76

“So like I was saying, we were standing there,”77

“In the nik,” Angie butted in, “I heard that part.”78

“Okay, he pushes me over the bed and goes down on me.  I thought his prick was big, but fuck me dead, his tongue was even longer.  I swear, it felt like he was tickling my tonsils.”79

“He?” Angie shot up attentively , “Chanette, since when is there a HE in your life?”80

“I had a couple of hits from Ant’s joint, and you know when I’m smoked up I can get a little out of hand.”81

“Yip, that I know.”82

“I must tell you, you know when I phoned you earlier?”83

“A-huh,”84

“Well at first I dialled the wrong number,”85

“So?”86

“It’s just that the guy on the other end sounded quiet sexy.”87

“Did you get his name?”88

“Brian.”89

“Do you remember what number you dialled?”90

“I think so.”91

“Are you going to call him again?”92

“Not likely.”93

“Why not?”94

“Uhm, because, I don’t actually know him from a bar of soap, and you expect me to phone him for no apparent reason.”95

“You could always say that it’s the wrong number again.”96

“Shanz, you are incorrigible.  Anyway the arsehole tried to pick me up over the phone,” Angie yawned.97

“Angie, before you doze off, do you have any idea what the in-flight movie is?”  Chanette asked her friend, but it was too late, Angie was fast asleep.98