Chapter 13

Getting into my car, I checked the address and looked it up in my Refidex (a book of maps of Brisbane and its surrounds). Once I’d established the best way, I began the drive and concentrated on relaxing to achieve the mindset my wife wanted me to have. i.e. Carefree, and eagerly anticipating a sexual dalliance. Around halfway through the drive, I found myself wondering about the woman Ness had chosen for me and discovered I was in the right mood. My dick was twitching, and its head felt very sensitive in my briefs, almost throbbing when a bump in the road made it move and rub against the material. My balls felt full and heavy, like they were laden with sperm waiting to be squirted into a willing cunt.

After missing the number on the first pass, I backed up and pulled into the driveway at 76 Carranya Street, Camp Hill. Then, with the beep-beep chirrup of the doors locking remotely, I bounced up the stairs and knocked on the front door, suddenly eager to meet my ‘dalliance’.

The door opened to reveal a startlingly beautiful, dusky-skinned woman wearing little but a short bathrobe. The woman still held the towel she was drying her hair with. We stood for a moment, sizing each other up, and she took a breath to speak. But before she could, I exclaimed, “Adriana Lima!”

At the time I’m writing about, Ms Lima had only just begun her stellar modelling career, but I’d seen some of the pictures from when she’d won Ford’s ‘Supermodel of Brazil’ model search, and, obviously, she’d made an indelible impression on my mind.

The woman chuckled sexily and, in a sultry voice, said, “Her mother, maybe. Young Miss Lima is barely seventeen years old. I have twenty more than that!”

I didn’t care. The woman before me was the spitting image of Adriana Lima, even if she was twenty years too old to be her. 178 cm tall (5-ft. 10-in.) and weighing no more than 60 Kg (130 lbs) (guessed because those are Adriana’s stats), with a 36-26-36 figure and breasts slightly larger than Ness’ C-cups, the woman was absolutely divine!

I studied her beautiful face eagerly, wanting to burn her features into my mind to recall them forever, and observed wide-spaced, piercing blue eyes under black-on-black eyebrows and lashes, and a symmetrical nose over full, ruby-red, pouting lips and a rounded chin. Her face was slightly less than oval, but the overall effect was one of stunning beauty and grace. The woman’s skin colouring was darker than Adriana’s —more brown or café-au-lait than lightly tanned.

I was more than impressed. In fact, this woman’s beauty gobsmacked me! My dick, which had threatened to rise all trip, now sprung to fully erect and strained against my trouser front.

I stood admiring her in a daze before she snapped her fingers and laughed, saying, “Earth to Liam. Earth to Liam.”

Shaking myself, I apologised before saying, “You seem to know my name, but I have no idea what yours is.”

Trying not to smile, the woman answered, “Adriana...”

If you say ‘Lima’, I’ll put you over my knee and spank you, Ms Adriana!”

I was totally unprepared for her sudden, sultry moan, hooded eyes, and husky response. “It’s Ferreira, Mister Shephard. But please don’t let my answer put you off spanking me.”

Understanding her need, I took the towel from her hand, peeled the robe off her hourglass figure, picked her up, and threw her over my shoulder before kicking the door closed with my heel, smacking her ass, and snapping, “Bedroom?”

“End of the hall. Why aren’t you running?” Adriana purred.

Entering the room, I pulled out the vanity’s seat, sat, and laid Adriana over my thighs.

“Oh, Gawwwd,” she moaned. “It’s really going to happen, isn’t it? Liam, I’ve longed for this ever since your wife described how you took her and made her feel. I married my husband when I was just sixteen. He’d knocked me up, and our parents gave us no choice. As a result, I’ve had twenty-one years of bad sex. Liam, the only orgasms I’ve ever had were from my own fingers.” Then she almost plaintively added. “You’ll fix that for me, Liam, won’t you? You’ll make me cum?”

As Adriana spoke, I’d been running my thumb in tiny circles around her clit and had watched delightedly as moisture developed along her slit. How someone had failed to bring this divine nymph off was beyond my comprehension. This was an earthy, lusty woman that, in the sack, I suspected would go off like a firecracker on Guy Fawkes’ Night.

To test my theory, I moved my thumb off Adriana’s clit and replaced it with my fingers as I forcefully pushed my thumb into her cunt. Then, straddling her clit with my fingers, I thrust my thumb in and out of her pussy before bending my thumb and searching for her G-spot.

“Your husband now?” I asked, even though I couldn’t have given a rat’s ass at that point.

“Left me for his twenty-year-old secretary six weeks ago,” Adriana gasped, already on the cusp of an orgasm.

“Idiot,” I muttered. ‘Who would leave this?’ I wondered. ‘The woman is gorgeous, submissive and responsive. Surely that’s every man’s dream?’

Adriana had started to squirm on my lap, trying to get me to do more and be more forceful so she could fulfil her first wish —to cum by another instead of herself. Grinning because I knew I was in for a torrid night, I brought my open palm hard down onto Adriana’s ass as I rubbed my thumb over Adriana’s inner pleasure node.

Surprised, Adriana said, “Oh, my Gawd! I’m going to cum!”

And when I smacked her again, she did!

“Gaaawwwdd,’ she sighed as a tiny orgasm overtook her.

I waited to see what she’d do next, unsure how far she wanted to go. But Adriana surprised me by using her hands on my knees to she could push her body up and turn to look back at me.