HONG KONG
Chapter One
Finally arriving after a 16-hour flight from New York to Hong Kong, the last thing Amanda wanted to do was stand in line at Chek Lap Kok airport waiting to go through customs. Fortunately the line moved quickly and within ten minutes she was ushered through without incident.
Replacing her passport and identification back into her purse, she moved through the terminal to baggage claim where she retrieved her suitcase and then took a cab to the Star Ferry terminal. Taking the ferry across Victoria Bay to Hong Kong Island was not an inconvenience for her, even though she was jet-lagged and dog tired. She loved how the boats chugged back and forth from mainland Hong Kong to Hong Kong Island, especially now when twilight was settling in. She knew from having been to Hong Kong once before that the ferry ride was exactly seven minutes, with boats leaving every five to ten minutes. Once there, she would hail another cab to get to her final destination: the glorious Ritz-Carlton Hotel.
It was seven p.m. local time and as she boarded the ferry, she immediately got her second wind as she gazed across the bay and drank in the majestic skyline of Central, Hong Kong Island’s main business district. She loved how the island laid sandwiched between Victoria Peak, which loomed behind it, and the magnificent harbor that stretched out before it. Crossing the bay at dusk was when Amanda felt the romance of the city the most, as the lights of the ferry boats glistened off the rippling water and the city lights sparkled in the sky. On beautiful October nights like these, she could ride the ferry back and forth all night long and never tire of the magnificent view of the city or the ferries, fishing trawlers and Chinese junk boats hustling and bustling about the bay.
Arriving at the ferry pier on the island, she rolled her suitcase behind her and hailed a rickshaw at the end of the dock. She appreciated that Hong Kong was predominantly English speaking. She knew this was one of the reasons why so many companies like hers enjoyed doing business here. After asking her Cantonese driver to take her to The Ritz, she sat back and relaxed as the driver dodged around pedestrians, motorbikes and bicycles.
The last time her company sent her to Hong Kong, she stayed at The Ritz, so she knew that luxury awaited her. It was a truly beautiful hotel with plush rooms that were both cozy and distinguished. Grateful that she was finally here, she got to her suite, kicked off her shoes and plopped down on the bed, exhausted. Thankful that her business meetings didn’t start for a couple of days, she would spend much of this time sleeping, sightseeing and re-adjusting to Hong Kong time.
Chapter Two
Having rested throughout the weekend, Amanda was now ready to meet the new VP of real estate for Cloe’s Closet, the clothing chain she worked for. Their stores were in malls across the United States and they were now looking to expand into foreign markets. Hong Kong was a key place to introduce their chain overseas and the meetings they would be taking with various mall owners were crucial to growing their brand internationally. Amanda had been the VP of business development for ten years now, but Rick Leonard was just recently hired to negotiate the real estate deals. He was new to the company and worked out of the California office while she was situated in New York. They were scheduled to meet for lunch today, to get to know each other and talk strategy for a couple of hours before meeting with the owner of Ocean Center, a 700 store mall located in mainland Hong Kong.
Having had a brief phone call this morning with Rick, they decided to meet for lunch at The Peninsula Hotel where he was staying, located across the bay and within walking distance to their meeting. At noon, she left her hotel for the ferry knowing once she was boarded, she would be over to the mainland in seven minutes. She calculated the walk to The Peninsula to be ten minutes at the most. She had more than enough time to reach her destination by the 12:30 lunch appointment they had set. Trying to conduct a very important business deal with a new VP whom she had never met was a bit unnerving. But as she got off the ferry and meandered slowly up Salisbury road, she hoped it would go well.
As she strolled easily to the hotel, she remembered reading how The Peninsula has been a Hong Kong landmark since before World War II and is still considered to be one of the most prestigious hotels across Asia. Even the travel books stated that afternoon tea at The Peninsula was a “must do” for visitors. Today, she was meeting Rick in their fabulous French restaurant called Gaddi’s. She was looking forward to eating there every bit as much as meeting Rick. She was appropriately dressed not only for the upscale restaurant, but for the business meeting to follow after lunch. She was wearing a sleek black pencil skirt that hugged her hips and rested above the knee, black high heel pumps and a scarlet plum button down blouse that was opened at the top revealing a black lace camisole. Her jewelry was understated and the tailored black suit jacket hugged her figure. She looked every bit as professional as she did sexy.
Amanda was taller than most women. Standing barefoot, she was five feet eight inches, but she loved her heels so she usually stood two to four inches taller than that. She had a long slim waist and shapely legs that most men appreciated. But the most striking part of her looks was her auburn hair. Her nose was slightly upturned with a few freckles and her curvy figure wore her clothes beautifully. Her looks were a cross between a model and the girl next door, which made most men very intrigued. Although she had a soft, empathetic side to her, she didn’t tolerate fools lightly or admire laziness. She was formidable at her job but political enough to know how to walk softly and carry a big stick.
Entering The Peninsula, she crossed the luxurious lobby to meet Rick Leonard at Gaddi’s. As usual, she was right on time. As she approached the hostess stand, she looked into the restaurant and stopped dead in her tracks as she saw the most magnificent-looking man sitting alone at a corner table. She knew instantly that it was Rick. As he looked up from the menu, he saw her standing there and their eyes locked and held. An uncontrollable shiver coursed through her body. She was completely mesmerized by how striking he was. Not wanting to appear flustered, she proceeded into the restaurant and upon reaching the table, held out her hand and said in her most professional business voice, “You must be Rick Leonard. I’m Amanda Cain.” Standing up from his chair, he shook her hand while discreetly examining her as they sat down.
His eyes were deep blue and she was hypnotized by how beautiful they were. His dark brown hair and golden tan made them stand out even more and she couldn’t take her eyes off him. She noticed he was around six foot four, and although he was wearing a beautifully tailored Armani suit, she could tell he was muscular and in great shape. It wasn’t like her to get nervous with people – especially in business situations – but this man had her completely unnerved. All she could think about was how in the world she was going to work with him over the next couple of days and keep from jumping him. She could see he wasn’t wearing a wedding ring and that fueled her fantasies even more. Chatting easily while looking at the menus, Amanda’s heart skipped a beat when she looked up from her menu and saw him staring at her in a way that could only be predatory. Blushing slightly, she gave him a shy smile and lowered her eyes back down to the menu. Good Lord this man is smoking hot, she thought. And there was no doubt in her mind that a very strong electric current was shooting between them.
Keeping the conversation professional despite the palatable sexual tension, they organized their thoughts on how to best present their clothing chain to the mall owner and agreed that they would need a space that was around 2000 square feet. Finishing lunch, they paid the bill and walked the short distance to the mall offices for their meeting.
Chapter Three
The meeting couldn’t have gone better, and they were both fired up as they walked out of the building. She and Rick had tag-teamed the presentation like they had been working together for years, and they nailed it! The lease was being granted to them with a lengthy contract and a sweet deal. They talked excitedly as they recounted the twists and turns of the negotiation and complimented each other enthusiastically on how well they played their parts. They were amazed at how naturally they pitched the company together and their adrenaline was racing as they walked back to The Peninsula.
“Let’s celebrate with a drink!” Rick suggested. Amanda couldn’t have agreed more!
Continuing to talk about the deal, they entered the lobby and rode the elevator up to the Felix restaurant located at the top of the hotel. Sitting down at the bar, Amanda said excitedly, “The view from here is amazing! I’ve never been up here before!” Ordering two martinis, Rick explained some more about the history of the hotel.
Over the next two hours they drank martinis and talked about some business, but spent more time exploring each other’s personal lives. As their conversation progressed, Amanda began to realize that she was very attracted to him not just physically, but personally as well. He was brilliant at his job but he was also sensitive, thoughtful and funny. She couldn’t stop laughing at his stupid jokes and shot many back at him. Nothing attracted her to a man more than a great sense of humor; intelligence was very high up on her list too. And a smoking body didn’t hurt either!
Finishing their last drinks, Rick slapped his head and said, “I need to give you the file for tomorrow’s meeting. It’s up in my room. Do you mind coming up to get it?” Did she mind?
“Why Mr. Leonard!” she teased. “Are you trying to get me up to your suite?”
Giving her a long, deep stare he answered quietly, “Would you mind if I were?”
Instantly their light joking and teasing mood turned into one of heavy lust and hunger. Gently running her hand up his leg, she gave him a seductive smile and said, “Wait here, I’ll be right back.”
The ladies’ room was as elegant as she expected. She admired the attention to detail and loved how the sinks and fixtures were modern and extremely high-end. As she finished washing her hands, she heard the door open and sensed someone standing right behind her. Turning around she gasped when she saw Rick standing there with an intense look on his face. Before she could say anything, he grabbed her hand and pulled her into the spacious handicap stall and latched the door.
“Oh my God, Rick,” she breathed. “Are you out of your mind? This is the ladies’ room!”
Taking her face into his hands he whispered, “I can’t wait any longer. I need to take you right now.”
Pushing her hard up against the side of the stall he pulled her face to his lips and took over, kissing her hard and greedily. His body pinned her to the wall and she could feel his hard cock digging into her. Hot flames shot through her body as she lost all control to him. With equal passion and desire, she returned his kiss as she panted, “Take off my blouse.”
Giving her a wicked smile, he knew she was turned on by doing this in such a public place. The thrill of getting caught was intoxicating to her and she wanted more. As he stepped back slightly, he ripped off her blouse and pushed her lacy red bra down to her waist. Her beautiful full breasts were completely bare and seeing her nipples pointing up at him made his cock throb. Unable to stifle a groan, he put his hands on them and started to gently twist them. She could hear her own cries of pleasure echoing and bouncing off the metal stall and tile floor. Desperate for his cock, she reached down to his crotch, grabbed his zipper and lowered it while he continued to twist, pinch and squeeze her very red and very aroused nipples.
Freeing his cock from his pants, she grasped him tightly and stroked him back and forth, hard and fast.
“That’s it baby,” he moaned. “Squeeze that cock!”
She was so deliriously turned on she could feel an orgasm starting to creep up between her legs. The wet heat of his mouth crushing down on hers combined with her stinging nipples and his warm, thick shaft in her hand made her beg for more. Reaching down, he yanked her skirt up so it rested at her waist with her bra. Rick couldn’t have been more surprised or delighted with what he saw. She was wearing a matching red garter belt and thong. Turning her around so she was facing the wall, he stared at her beautiful bare bottom framed in red lace.
Unable to contain himself, he moved her over to the toilet and murmured, “If I had known you were wearing this during the meeting, I would have taken you right then and there on the boardroom table. Now bend over and put your hands on the toilet seat.”
For one brief moment she wondered if anyone would come into the bathroom and what they would do if someone did. But she was so hot and horny, all she cared about was what Rick was going to do next.
With her bare feminine mounds in his big hands, he squeezed and rubbed them. “Oh baby,” he growled as he continued to fondle her and lightly slap each cheek. Being spanked in a ladies’ room by this gorgeous sexy man brought out a side of her she didn’t recognize.
“Spank me harder, please!” she cried out. Delighted that her bottom was obviously an erogenous zone, he was only too happy to give it to her harder. As he stepped a bit to the side, he positioned himself perfectly to give her what she craved. Bringing his arm back, he spanked her over and over again. The spanking was good and loud as his flesh met hers. “That’s it,” she cried. “Harder, and don’t stop!”
Satisfied with seeing her ass cheeks shining with a pinkish hue, he responded, “I’m not going to stop until this beautiful ass matches your red underwear.” Without missing a beat, he continued to spank her in a methodical, steady rhythm.
With each slap, his cock grew harder and harder. Unable to hold himself back any more and seeing that her ass was now bright red, he moved back behind her and thrust deep into her while she stayed bent over. Grasping her hips, he plunged into her over and over again while she braced herself on the toilet seat. “God baby!” he cried out. “You’re so fucking wet. I’m going to have to spank you more often.”
Letting out a little laugh as he pounded into her she said, “If you think I’m wet now, you’re about to get soaked!”
Understanding that she was just about to orgasm all over him and desperately wanting release himself, he said “Then let’s get to it, baby.” It was only later that night in her hotel room when she wondered if people in the bar heard them explode.
Chapter Four
The next day their meeting was on Hong Kong Island where she was staying.