A weekend affair episode 3 & 4

🙈A WEEKEND AFFAIR🙈🙈
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EPISODE 03😜😜😜😜
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Getting out of be-d Ricco looked back at
Frankie. “Are you getting hungry? I know I am.”
Covering up with the sheet she nodded her
head. “I’m starving. I was too nervous to eat
this morning.”
“Then we will dress and go down to the dining
room.” He held out his hand for her to take.
“But first, we will shower.”
She was shocked, was he suggesting they
shower together. “Together?” she asked,
staring at him, her eyes wi-de.
Tilting his head he gave her a look of
confusion. “Do not tell me you have never
showered with a man before.”
“No, I never.” Suddenly she felt way out of his
league. He was obviously very S-xually active,
whereas she, had only a couple of encounters.
Ones that never lasted long, nor were they
satisfying.
He sat down on the edge of the be-d, taking
her chin in the palm of his hand. “Oh, my
beauty, you are an innocent child. I have so
much to teach you in just a short time.” Taking
her hand they go into the bathroom.
As the water flowed over their bodies Ricco,
soaping his hands moved them along her
b©dy, moving down. Going between her legs
washed her, moving up, taking great plea-sure
when it c@m£ to her brea-sts. Handing her the
soap he smiled. “Now, do me.”
b!tt!g her bottom l!pshe took the soap,
applying it to her hand she began washing his
che-st, taking her time. Becoming impatient he
moved her hand down to his shaft, which had
grown h@rd. He had to wra-p her f!ngersaround
him. He let out a m0@n when she began
sliding her hand up and down.
Frankie was trembling, not sure what to do, but
she did know she liked what he was doing to
her. The way his hands moved over her. And
when he wanted his turn she did what he had
done, then when he wra-pped her f!ngers
around him she g@sped. God, he was so hvge
and she felt it throbbing in her hand, she felt
herself getting w€t and the throbbing started.
Knowing she wanted him in,side her but figured
she’d have to wait, but she figured wrong.
He pu-ll-ed her against him, she felt hisl-ips on
her n£¢k as he began k!ss!ngit. Arching her
n£¢k, giving him more room to move up and
down. He lifted her up, putting her back
against the shower wall. She let out a m0@n
when he entered her, taking her by surprise. He
gro-an ed, burying his face in her n£¢k he began
pounding into her.
The feeling was incredible, even as her back
was being slammed against the wall she
wanted more, and fas-ter. Crying out, “h@rder
Ricco, h@rder.”
He was spent, exhausted beyond belief.
“Frankie, you’re killing me. The more I give you
the more you want.”
“I’m sorry.” She felt as if she had done
something wrong. Was she not supposed to
enjoy it this much? Should she keep quiet and
not say anything.
Pressing her against him he smiled. “Don’t be
sorry. I like that you are enjoying it. I like that
you want more, but remember, you must return
the favour, it’s only fair.”
They dressed, Ricco had reserved a table for
them. Both being famished ate a hearty lunch.
Then he took her to the casino for some
gambling. Putting a dollar in the slot machine
she won five hundred dollars. She had never
won anything before and was so excited she
threw her arms around him.
“I have never won anything in my wh0le life,”
she said, squealed in delight.
“What will you do with your winnings?” he
asked, smiling at her.
“Well, I think tonight I’ll take you out to the
finest restaurant in town and buy you the best
steak ever and a bottle of champagne.”
“Dinner will be nice, but the money belongs to
you. Use it to buy yourself something nice. In
fact, take the money and go shopping. Buy a
new dress and shoes, and I will take you out.”
The thought of a new outfit appealed to her.
“Will you come with me,” she asked.”
“No, shopping for a dress, I don’t think so.
There is a very good shop across the street.
You go and I will stay here and pl@ycards.
Come back when you’re done.”
Three hours later she returned with a fabulous
dress and shoes. Never had she ever paid so
much for one dress. Finding Ricco with a
bunch of ch!ps in front of him, obviously he
was winning big.
He smiled when she walked over to him,
standing. “I see you got your dress. Shall we
go upstairs and get re-ady for tonight.”
She looked at the ch!ps. “But you’re winning,
don’t you want to finish?”
“No. I’d much rather be doing something else.”
Handing in his ch!ps they went up to their
room. There he re-moved his tie and gr@bb£d
her, lifting her up onto the table by the door.
Undoing her t©p and pu-lling it off re-moved her
br@. Hisl-ips went to her brea-sts while he put a
hand un-der her Sk-irt.
She felt his f!nger going in,side, pushing it in
and out, playing with her. She unZi-pped his
P@nts, putting her hand in,side took hold of
him, feeling it grow h@rd, hearing him m0@n .
Sli-pping in,side her he took her right there, her
scre-ms loud in his ears. “You feel so damn
good, I want to be in,side you all the time. The
next few days are going to be amazing, you
have so much more to learn.”
That night Ricco took her to a fancy restaurant,
ordering champagne, steak, and lobster. “You
are very naive when it comes to S-x, have you
not had many men in your life?”
She blu-shed. “I don’t really think that’s any of
your business.”
“I’m no fool. I know you are not a vir-gin, but
you don’t have much experience when it comes
to the opposite S-x.” For whatever reason, he
was plea-sed that she was inexperienced.
After eating he took Frankie dancing. She
rested her head on his shoulders, he had such
broad shoulders and having his arms around
her made her feel relaxed. Not only was he
terribly handsome, but he was an amazing
lover, very skilled.
He laid his head against her head, her hair
smelled like strawberries. Her small frame fit
right into his arms. In just twenty-four hours he
found that he was enjoying her company, she
was sweet and had a great personality. It
might prove h@rd to walk away when the
weekend was over, for sure he would miss the
S-x.
St©pping in the middle of a dance, putting his
li-ps on hers he held her ti-ght, feeling the
beating of her heart. “Let’s go, I want you.”

🙈A WEEKEND AFFAIR🙈🙈
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EPISODE 04😜😜😜😜
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The next day they spent in be-d, he taught her
different ways of ma-king love. Each one more
exciting and satisfying than the last. Ricco
couldn’t seem to get enough of her, she was
so yielding, giving into him each and every
time. Nearing dinner time they were both
starving and totally drained. He held her close
to him, feeling her b©dy curved into his.
“Let’s shower and then we’ll go eat, I’m
starving,” he said as he ran his hand down the
length of her b©dy.
They ate and talked, he wanted to know more
about her. “Where do you work?”
“I’m a waitress in a small diner.” She looked at
him. “And you?”
“He laughed. “I don’t work. I’m rich, so I don’t
have to.”
“But everyone has to work, how did you get
rich?” she asked.
“I want to talk about you. I want to know why
you would agree to this weekend?” He watched
her face as she frowned. “You know why, to
help my grandmother.”
“But why? She’s only your grandmother, let
your parents help her,” Ricco replied.
“I’m all she has. I never knew who my father
was.” She bec@m£ quiet, fighting back the
tears.
“And your mother?” he asked.
Frankie wiped away a tear that appeared. “My
mother, wow. When I was six she took me to
visit my grandma. Left me there, saying she
was going out for milk, she never c@m£ back.
My grandmother bec@m£ my mother. I owe her
everything, I love her.”
Putting his hand over hers, giving it a gentle
squee-ze. “I’m so sorry, that’s so sad.”
He pu-ll-ed her over and onto his l@p, cradling
her. She let the tears fall. All these years she
had held the pain in,side her. But Ricco was
being so kind and un-derstanding she just
couldn’t hold it back any longer. Telling him
more about the things her mother had done to
her in the six years they were together.
Lifting her chin up so that she had to look at
him. “Tonight we dance, drink, make love. You
will forget all the pain your mother has caused
you.”
They danced, drank champagne, drank more
champagne. After the third bottle, Frankie was
pretty much wasted. Then when she had the
next gl@ss everything went blank, she did not
know what happened after that. But she did
laugh a lot and was having a ball, didn’t even
mind when he put his hand un-der her dress,
playing with her.
*****
MORNING:
Waking up her mouth was dry,
head pounding. She was n-ked un-der the
covers, Ricco was asleep next to her. She had
no recollection of how she got back to the
room, or what happened. Looking down at her
hand she g@sped and sat up, pu-lling the sheet
over her brea-sts. There on her ring f!nger was
a wedding band.”No, No,” she kept repeating.”
Waking Ricco up.
“Good morning Mrs. Santoro,” Ricco said as he
tried to pu-ll her close.
She brushed him off. “Oh my God, what did we
do? We can’t be married.”
Ricco sat up, brushing her hair away from her
face. “Oh but we are, we are man and wife.
You belong to me, no one else will ever t©uçh
you.”
She stared at him in horror. “I don’t remember
getting married. God Ricco, I was drun!k, how
could you let this happen.”
“I asked you if you would marry me and you
said yes, it’s that simple.”
“No, it’s not. Damn it, Ricco, the deal was for a
weekend of S-x, not marriage, why?” she
asked.
“Maybe I want more than a weekend. What
better way of ensuring that than to make you
my wife. Now come here and let me make
love to my wife.”
“No,” she scre-med at him. Getting out of be-d
she threw on a robe, turning to him in anger.
“You tricked me, you got me drun!k. We’re not
staying married, we have to get a divorce.”
Ricco sat back in be-d, a smug look on his
face. “I’m afraid not my love. We will remain
married, till death do us p@rt. Now get back to
be-d so I can make love to you.”
“You’re mad Ricco. If you think I’m going to
stay married you’re crazy. As for S-x, forget it,
I’ll never let you t©uçh me again, the
weekend’s over.”
Ricco got out of be-d and walking n-ked
towards her gr@bb£d her arm, pu-lling her
r0ûghly into his arms. She struggled to break
free but he held her ti-ght. He was clearly angry
and he glared down at her. Suddenly she felt
fear, he was scaring her. This was a side of
him she hadn’t seen till now.
“Listen to me, I will tell you this once, you are
my wife and shall remain so. As my wife, we
will have S-x, and you’ll love it, crave it. You
alre-ady love it too much to st©p, you like how I
t©uçh you, and the way I make you feel.”
She was trembling from fear as well as
excitement. It was true, she did like it, he had
a way of ma-king her want it. “But-but we don’t
know each other, and you’re scaring me.”
He stroked her cheek tenderly. “I don’t want
you to be afraid of me. But if you don’t agree
to be with me I will make it so that your
precious grandmother loses her home.”
“You can’t do that,” she cried.
“I’m a billionaire, I can make it happen.”
“You’re a monster, I hate you. I thought you
were a kind, gentle man but you’re not, you are
cruel and evil.”
Ricco re-leased her and stood back. “I’m taking
a shower, then we’ll head back to Chicago and
pick up your belongings to take back to my
home. Care to join me in the shower?”
She gave him a dirty look. There was no way
she was going to let him t©uçh her ever again.
At least that’s what she told herself. Sitting on
the be-d she began shaking, what had she
gotten herself into? Was there any way out of
this nightmare?

*TO BE CONTINUED*