The Russian Billionaire’s Secret(81)

“What about them?” she said.

“No one has been to them, they can’t.”

“You can, I think.”

“I am about to,” he said.

He positioned himself behind her, dribbling her with lube. This time he was rougher as he took her from behind. She bled again, he f*cked harder. They were both stoned, doing crazy things. He cupped her breasts in his hands as he f*cked her. They moved inside, f*cked in every place they could find and in every position. She leaned over the bed as he f*cked her like a dog. Everything was blurry, not just for her, but for both of them. Boundaries had been blurred for her and removed for him.

She lay on the bed on her stomach. He straddled her but facing in the opposite direction. His legs wrapped around her face as he took her from behind, again. This felt different as compared to how it had felt a few minutes ago, but then he was f*cking her from an entirely different angle. He came inside her again. A jet of cum in her ass this time, and then he pulled out and headed to the shower. She followed him to the bathroom slowly, cum dripping down her ass.

Once they were done cleaning themselves up, she started to get dressed so she could leave.

“Stay,” he said. “It’s late.”

She didn’t protest. She joined him in bed and he wrapped his arms around her as they both went to sleep together.

Accustomed as she was to waking up early, Cynthia woke up just around 6:20. She reached for his clock on the side table and looked at the time, then carefully slipped out of his warm arms without waking him up. She washed herself up with the complimentary toiletries, got dressed and snuck out of the room.

Later, around noon, Matt suddenly appeared outside Cynthia’s office, asking to speak to her privately. He had his bag packed and fidgeted nervously.

“I’m leaving,” he said.

“But why?” asked Cynthia, “Weren’t you going to stay for a week?”

“I was, I was,” said Matt. “But something you said has changed my perspective. I think I need to see everything again, travel again, and see what I missed all along.”

“Well. I can’t stop you.”

“Cynthia,” he said, scratching his head, “about last night…”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“I know, I know, but I want to get to know you better. I’ll write to you. Come visit me in Switzerland, will you?

“I will.” She laughed quietly and reminded him of their first conversation. “I’ve always wanted to go see Switzerland.”

They spent another hour together making plans, talking about things, but mostly just holding hands, kissing, and looking into each other’s eyes. When the time to leave came, he planted a quick kiss on Cynthia’s lips, gave her a tight hug, and promised he would get in touch with her soon.

Cynthia watched him as he walked away, his figure getting smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared into the distance.

But he never wrote to her again. Cynthia was tough, she didn’t cry, but she did miss the time they spent together. For the next few months she kept her hopes up, even going so far as to get her passport in preparation. She kept expecting a letter from him, always eagerly checking her mail, but nothing came. In the end, she resigned herself to having been played and gave up any hopes she had. She returned to her usual busy routine and resumed her life as it was before he came, without really missing a step.

Chapter 6

Blast from The Past

Present Day…

Dear Cynthia,

I am sorry for not writing to you sooner. A lot happened and I have much to tell you. Please come visit me.

Truly yours,

Matt

Attached to the letter was a phone number, and a business class ticket for Switzerland. Her flight was in two days. Cynthia applied for leave and, as she’d never taken a vacation before, had it approved the same day. She was finally going to get to see Switzerland, and Matt. She wondered what the future held for her, what it was that Matt had to tell her, and why had he not contacted her for 5 years.

Once her leave was approved, she only had a day to prepare. She had some savings, and she used them to buy a new overcoat, a new dress, and some new makeup. She spent the rest of her day packing and preparing for her departure. She pulled out the passport she’d gotten years ago, now finally able to fulfill its purpose. She was exhausted, even the busiest days of her life hadn’t been so full, but she knew she had a long way to go yet.

She was glad she had more than enough money left for the two-hour trip to the airport. She’d never once been there, she had some trouble getting through once she arrived. She did not know what to do or where to go, but with the help of the airport staff, she made her way through the checkpoints, checked in, and breathed a sigh of relief when she finally sat down in the waiting area to board her plane.

She messaged Matt to let him know her flight would take off soon. Matt said he would send someone to pick her up on arrival. An announcement was made for people to board the plane, so with a bag in her hand, Cynthia made her way through the final check-in and onto the plane.

It was a long flight, with two tricky stop-overs, but she made each connection and finally heard the air-hostess announce that they had entered the Swiss airspace. Within minutes the plane began descending and finally landed at the airport. Once the plane came to a stop, the air hostess made some announcements.