Free Addicted To Greed by Catherine Putsche

do was find an appropriate outfit, something casual as she
was at home but also sexy so Wilhelm could imagine undressing
her later in the evening or whenever he felt the desire. She had
already dressed her long blonde hair into a french twist allowing
a few strands to fall down at each side, she had applied minimal
makeup in the hope that it wouldn’t spoil the satin bed sheets in
the event she was taken by surprise with no time to remove it.
Although she wanted Wilhelm to undress her slowly revealing
her sexy black basque that accentuated her small petite breasts
making them look bigger, gently removing her crochet stockings
that were attached to her suspender belt. She entered her large
walk in wardrobe in search of a black low cut fitted shirt,
finding an Alexandra McQueen capped sleeve shirt in white and
in black choosing the black as it would conceal her
undergarments, leaving a little more to the imagination, she
teamed the shirt up with some hipster skinny white jeans and
Burberry black ballerina flats, finishing her look with a wide
black leather belt. She checked herself out in the mirror
satisfied with her casual look, a little worried that she may
actually look all of her eighteen years and four months but she
didn’t, luckily dressing her hair up added a few years to her
youthfulness, she looked older than at least twenty one, less than
half the age of Wilhelm.
    Wilhelm arrived wearing a pale blue tailored shirt and dark
denim Armani jeans with a large bouquet of white lilies and red
moonflowers, kissing her on the cheek avoiding her lips,
presenting her with the flowers.
“These are for a beautiful lady.”
    “Oh
Monsieur Guillaume, they’re beautiful thanks. Please come
in, I’ll be right back, I just need to find a vase, make yourself at
home.”
Wilhelm walked past the great entrance hall admiring the high
ceilings, he couldn’t recall seeing them yesterday or this
morning, this was a great opportunity to look around the place in
the hope Felicity took her time, he wanted to avoid close
proximity, and then he could remain in control of his physical
urges and desires. He could hear light orchestral music coming
from the state of the art entertainment system, and then the
realisation hit him, how very little he knew about Felicity. He
looked around but couldn’t see any family photos in order to
feed his curiosity, just numerous volumes of Architectural
journals and books, some appeared to be over twenty years old
and older, others where brand new left untouched still in their
cellophane. Wilhelm suddenly found himself having lots of
questions and no answers, but this defeated the whole object of
getting to know Felicity even more when he came here tonight
with the intention of calling it quits before it got out of control.
He thought the apartment itself must at least be worth several
million pounds, the exquisite furnishings and oversized terrace,
how could she afford all this luxury at the tender age of twenty
one? He walked out on to the terrace admiring the night sky, it
was his favourite time of the day watching the sunset, the view
was magnificent some of the city lights already turned on, large
office blocks closing down from another busy long working day,
how he loved New York, he would be sad to leave.
“It’s beautiful this time of the evening, would you agree
Guillaume?”
    Felicity handed him a chilled glass of white wine, he almost
jumped out of his skin, he hadn’t even heard her approach him,
he took the glass and took a large sip of it automatically
realising it was a good Cuvee Sauvage, pleasantly surprised
returning to the view. Felicity placed her glass down on the
table and tip toed behind him stroking and gently massaging his
broad shoulders, he felt very tense and welcomed the release.
“Just try to relax and enjoy it.”
    He did as he was told and found himself loosening up a little,
Felicity’s hands felt almost too good to be true,