The Bodyguard

The Bodyguard Due to his evident position of power and wealth, no name or information will be given regarding this man....but his fantasy was a real rush to write. You were a man of power and wealth, a corporate mogul, envied by many other business men.  Men, who didn't necessarily possess the same scruples as you do. There had been a threat, to your health...in a covert fashion, and your staff had hired some bodyguards, from a private security agency that had come highly recommended to them.

Amazon Security Consultants had contracted with them to send their very best woman down to meet you at the convention center. You were quite nervous and more than a bit apprehensive about the capabilities of a female bodyguard, but this one had come highly recommended...supposedly the best in her field. The bodyguard, was a woman of Amazonian stature, men were often intimidated by her, she was statuesque in height and proportions, yet still voluptuous and curvy in all the right places. She was the security consultants best bodyguard. 6th degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do, and Akido, and an expert shot with a 9mm Beretta, and had an uppercut that would shame Tyson. She knew she was good, and she took pride in her capabilities. She was however, not a people person. On most of her assignments, she spoke very little, maintained a safe distance from the clients....she preferred it that way.

She showed up at the front gates of the convention center to wait for your corporate limo to pull up. She had already done a security check on the center and its perimeter and was comfortable with the surroundings. As the limo pulled up to the convention stairs she swiftly approached it and shielded you as you ascended the stairs to the center. Once inside the center, you stopped abruptly and looked at your 'bodyguard'......she was very tall, and well built. Hell she was quite attractive. Wearing black leather thigh high boots and a full length black leather trench coat, with skin tight black Levi's and a teal spandex tank top all on a well tanned body, long cocoa brown hair cascading at least halfway down her back, her eyes....he couldn't see them, she wore dark sunglasses. He nodded in appreciation at the form before him, as she slid down her shaded and looked into his eyes with a breathtaking set of the strangest color green eyes he'd ever laid eyes on. "Are you happy with me and trust I can do the job?" she whispered in a low voice, shattering the silence between them. "Very much so....what is your name?" he asked. "Christie....now lets get down to business shall we." with that, she followed his entourage onto the convention floor.

The job, as it turned out was simple enough. The convention center had hired massive security for the event, all she basically was doing was backing them up. She followed her client around tirelessly all day. Occassionally she would pick up on bits and pieces of his business dealings and as the day progressed she began learning more and more about him personally. She began sensing his likes and dislikes. She remained however, ever stalwart in her job and never spoke, merely observed. However, the more time she spent with this guy, the more she wished he would acknowledge her....perhaps, as a woman. What was wrong with her? She never mixed business with pleasure....yet something about this guy was turning her on....really turning her on. The day turned to evening, and a thunderstorm was brewing on the horizon. Christie motioned for the limo to pull directly up to the doors so he would not get drenched in the threatening downpour.

As they made the way through the exits, a hysterical woman came up, screaming obscenely at the client. Raging about him not telling her that he had a significant other, and she would get him back, someway, somehow, she would see to it that he got what was coming to him. Christie felt no threat from the woman....as she stepped forward to tend to the woman, her client spoke. "Listen you twisted sorry excuse for a pathetic woman, your tirade is offending my 'significant other' and if you tick her off there's no telling what will happen!" He laughed and grabbed the unsuspecting Christie by the arm, and twirled he effortlessly back to him, but directly into his arms. The woman stood, silenced as he passionately swooped his mouth down upon Christie's and kissed her with an obvious hunger that far surpassed anything the woman had ever witnessed. Releasing Christie from his embrace, he turned back to the woman. "Anything else you would like to say?" He demanded. "Fuck you....and your bitch too!" She yelled as she galloped back into the crowd. Regaining her composure, or at least attempting too, Christie turned to her client, "Someone you know?" She asked. "I used to know, anyway...come on, I'm famished...you haven't said a word all day, and I want to get to know you off duty." He said as he winked at her. "I am not off duty, I am on the job. You just threw me off.....I am not accustomed to being molested by a client." With that, Christie opened the limo door and slid into the back seat after her perplexed client. He told the driver to return to the hotel and that he would not be needing him again until the morning to take him to the airport.

They rode in uncomfortable silence for a long while. He reached over and poured himself a glass of wine, and offered one to Christie as well. She declined, stating that she never drinks, and definately not while on the job. As the car approached the hotel, he asked Christie if she were being relieved anytime soon. "Do you want me to be relieved, I was instructed this would be a 24 hour job, and am not in need of relief." She responded curtly. "Oh no....not by any means. Feel free to make yourself quite at home." He responded. Once in his suite, he made a few phone calls, and went to the desk and unfolded his laptop computer. He booted up his system, and signed online. The computer caught Christies eye. She watched him with marked interest as he went through his Email for the day, and actually smiled when he laughed at something that someone had wrote him. He looked up. "You like computers Christie?" he asked. "Well actually, I have an account on America Online and I practically live in cyberspace when I am not on assignment." She said as she walked towards the desk.

Room service knocked at the door and she went to get the door and was carrying back his dinner tray. "Really? That is great! I am an America Online junkie myself!" He exclaimed. "What's your screen name Christie? I'm User$$." He said. Christie dropped his tray. The contents fell to the floor with a loud crash. Startled, he stood up, Christie looked as if she had seen a ghost. "User$$?" She stuttered. "Yes, User$$....have we spoke online?" he replied, a worried look on his face, she almost looked to be in a state of shock. "I am AmazonKiss!!" She replied, and stood....frozen as she watched for his response. At the realization that this "bodyguard" was in fact his AmazonKiss, his Cyber lover, he found that he himself was near a state of shock. "My GOD! Amazon? It really IS you!" He exclaimed.

Simutaneously, they moved towards each other and fell into each others arms. "I KNEW KISSING YOU FELT SO RIGHT!" He yelled. "I 'felt' something there too....I just couldn't put my finger on what it was." He scooped Christie up into his arms, their lips fell together in a deep kiss as he carried her to the bed. All this time online, and wanting to meet...longing for each others touch, their first kiss.....all this was now a reality, and they were hot. The passion between the two had always been obvious, and it was about to become a physical reality for the both of them. They tore each others clothes off in a fevered frenzy, with the Instant Message chimes of his computer ringing in the back ground, they fell naturally back into each others hungry arms. Fierce and yet so tender, they made love to each other like they had been lovers for years and years. They knew each other so well that the actual physical meeting of their bodies was like coming home again. His hands explored, touched every delicious inch of Christies body. Her kisses were driving him insane with desire. "I have waited so long to feel you inside of me....please dear God take me now, we have time to enjoy each other more slowly...later. I ache to be one with you..please babe, make love to me now." Christie whispered under her breath. "Christie, my beautiful bodyguard....anything for you!" He replied as he looked into her deep green eyes.

With that, he slid his sultry body between her muscular thighs which she immediately wrapped around his back. She felt his throbbing cock probing at the entrance of her wet pussy, her body soaked with the anticipation of his first thrust. "Slowly babe.....remember, I am really tight." She whispered. "Yes babe, I remember.....I remember everything you've ever said to me." He whispered back, his sweet breath hot against her cheek. He moaned, that wickedly delicious moan of his as he slowly entered her velvety tight pussy. She sighed automatically and moaned out his name as she felt him slowly tearing into her taunt flesh. Her hands slid up his back, to his head and pulled his face down to her mouth securing him in a kiss that blew his mind. He felt her pussy muscles tighten around his pulsating cock, god she felt so damn good. He watched as she drew her hands down to her breasts, and he gently took one nipple between his lips, he was momentarily shocked as her sweet lips joined his and together the teased the nipple as she started cumming. Her body arched against his, and she began screaming his name over and over again out loud. Clinging to him wildly with abandon as he thrust himself deeper and deeper into her. He felt himself pulsing with his own climax, the hot juices pumping into her, her felt himself exploding over and over again. Her lips were all over him, she kissed and bit into the taunt flesh of his neck, her hands were laced through his hair, and she was calling out his name. He wondered if her was dreaming, he never knew that passion, that lust of this intensity existed, she was making him crazy, and he loved it! As the night wore on, he made a few more calls. He decided he was going to take himself a long weekend, and he and Christie stayed in his suite all weekend long, making love, talking and playing online.