29-03-2019, 05:45 PM
Helen laughed as they continued doing their gawky American tourist act. She bounced up and down in her seat and clapped her hands with glee. They'd drawn her out. A total sucker play and she fell for it. They thought she might be having them watched, and doing something this out-of-character for both of them was enough to lure her out into the open to see for herself. And now she'd been sitting here hovering in a helicopter for several minutes, probably disrupting traffic down below, staring at them like a stalker several hundred feet above the ground.
Oh, that couldn't be their whole plan, but it forced her into a position where there were only two moves she could make: She could land and get out and walk the length of the park to welcome them with open arms, but that was not the kind of spectacle she preferred to make. If she'd taken the limo, she could have driven right up to the church and gotten out and welcomed them, but she'd wanted to get there quickly, so she'd chosen the quickest, but also most conspicuous method of travel at her disposal, and it was hard to make an entrance after walking several blocks in an evening gown and heels.
The other option was to turn the helicopter around and go home, not directly, though, or it would seem she was running like a peeping tom who'd been caught. They'd put her into a situation with no graceful exit. Unless... Helen leaned forward into the cockpit and pointed at the pilot.
"Once around the city, then home."
* * *
They waved to the helicopter as it began moving. Troy shook the priest's hand and thanked him again for the uplifting service before putting an arm around his lovely companion and walking away.
"That was amusing," she said to him as they walked.
"We spoiled Helen's entrance. She won't be back tonight. So, hit the taverna next?"
"I'd rather go back to the hotel, but sure, I could use a victory drink after that."
The streetlights came on as they walked towards the park to find a taxi stand.
* * *
La Contessa didn't wait for the rotors to stop spinning before getting out and quickly walking back into the castle. Maria was waiting by the door for her.
"La Contessa is alone tonight?" She asked as Helena walked past her without answering. Maria dutifully followed her through the castle. The Countess kicked off her heels and slid the straps of her gown off, letting it fall to the floor as they walked. Maria picked it up and followed her to the bedroom. The other servants they passed were used to seeing La Contessa walking around the castle nude and either averted their eyes or stared longingly, filing away the image until they were off duty.
When they made it to the bedroom, La Contessa flung herself onto the bed. Maria closed the door behind them and hung up the gown as Helen spread her legs. The thrill of knowing that the game was now on in earnest, even if she had conceded this first round to them, was still a turn-on, and the helicopter ride home had done nothing to diminish it. She reached down and began slowly stroking her already wet snatch.
Maria slipped out of her maid's outfit and climbed onto the bed, preparing to service La Contessa, when Helen sat up and stroked her cheek.
"Have you ever been in love with two people at the same time, Maria?" The girl shook her head no. "The only thing worse than making love with someone who is, even subconsciously, holding part of him or herself back, is knowing exactly for whom they're both saving that piece of themselves; even if they're too blind to see how much they belong together."
Oh, that couldn't be their whole plan, but it forced her into a position where there were only two moves she could make: She could land and get out and walk the length of the park to welcome them with open arms, but that was not the kind of spectacle she preferred to make. If she'd taken the limo, she could have driven right up to the church and gotten out and welcomed them, but she'd wanted to get there quickly, so she'd chosen the quickest, but also most conspicuous method of travel at her disposal, and it was hard to make an entrance after walking several blocks in an evening gown and heels.
The other option was to turn the helicopter around and go home, not directly, though, or it would seem she was running like a peeping tom who'd been caught. They'd put her into a situation with no graceful exit. Unless... Helen leaned forward into the cockpit and pointed at the pilot.
"Once around the city, then home."
* * *
They waved to the helicopter as it began moving. Troy shook the priest's hand and thanked him again for the uplifting service before putting an arm around his lovely companion and walking away.
"That was amusing," she said to him as they walked.
"We spoiled Helen's entrance. She won't be back tonight. So, hit the taverna next?"
"I'd rather go back to the hotel, but sure, I could use a victory drink after that."
The streetlights came on as they walked towards the park to find a taxi stand.
* * *
La Contessa didn't wait for the rotors to stop spinning before getting out and quickly walking back into the castle. Maria was waiting by the door for her.
"La Contessa is alone tonight?" She asked as Helena walked past her without answering. Maria dutifully followed her through the castle. The Countess kicked off her heels and slid the straps of her gown off, letting it fall to the floor as they walked. Maria picked it up and followed her to the bedroom. The other servants they passed were used to seeing La Contessa walking around the castle nude and either averted their eyes or stared longingly, filing away the image until they were off duty.
When they made it to the bedroom, La Contessa flung herself onto the bed. Maria closed the door behind them and hung up the gown as Helen spread her legs. The thrill of knowing that the game was now on in earnest, even if she had conceded this first round to them, was still a turn-on, and the helicopter ride home had done nothing to diminish it. She reached down and began slowly stroking her already wet snatch.
Maria slipped out of her maid's outfit and climbed onto the bed, preparing to service La Contessa, when Helen sat up and stroked her cheek.
"Have you ever been in love with two people at the same time, Maria?" The girl shook her head no. "The only thing worse than making love with someone who is, even subconsciously, holding part of him or herself back, is knowing exactly for whom they're both saving that piece of themselves; even if they're too blind to see how much they belong together."
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