I push through the double doors of Club Power Sport at La Défense. My booties carry me to the counter. Heart already thumping from the cold dash. Six-thirty. Late. I strip off gloves, scarf, unzip my puffy jacket. Silence my phone’s beat. Eyes flick to the clock. Twenty-five minutes behind.
Vestiaire women. Change fast. Cardio room. Disappointment hits. Two stunners on bikes. Laughing, fumbling controls. Tall, lean, 5’9″, maybe 130 pounds. Me? Smurfette at 5’3″. I stretch. Row, treadmill, bike, stepper. Elliptical last. Floating high. Sweat pours. Done. Shower quick. Sauna calls.
The Fever
Fifteen square meters wood. Sixty-five Celsius. I splash water on stones. Seventy now. Naked under towel. Massage arms, chest, belly, legs. Drift off. Door clanks. Surge awake. Clutch towel. Her: Jade. Blonde, pale English skin, endless legs. Towel in hand. Naked. Cheeks burn. She grips my hand. ‘Hi, Jade. Towel rules?’ ‘Whatever. Lucie here.’ Marine enters. Redhead, taller. Towel low. Oil essence. Lys scent fills air. Chat flows. Morning routine. Their Paris stint. My job. Stares linger. Her freckles, blue steel eyes. Lock. Smile.
Note later: Fondue invite. Appart-hotel Courbevoie. Twenty. Show up. Cheese melts. Wine flows. Stakes: lose bread in pot, lose clothes. Stockings gone. Pull off. Jade socks. Marine top. Lace bra hugs small firm tits. Couch. Whisper: together? ‘Not official. Jade married. But we fuck.’ Heart races. Hand on thigh. Fingers creep under skirt. ‘Stay.’ Lips on neck. Earlobe bite. Legs part. String aside. Tongue on slit. Clit tease. Buttons fly. Pinch nipples. Orgasm crashes. Waves.
The Blaze
The Blaze
Bedroom. Marine sheds bra. Kneel. Lace soaked. Kiss through fabric. Peel slow. Bush trimmed fine. Inhale musk. Arms lock legs. Spread. Lips seal vulva. Tongue flicks pearl. Finger slides in. Hunt G. She quakes. Climbs. Bed. ‘Beautiful.’ Flip her. Explore folds. Tongues duel. Fingers plunge. Four peaks. Lost count. Jade watches. Joins. Straddle face. Wet laps. Marine eats her. Swap. Tits sucked. Clits ground. Cum syncs. Exhausted tangle.
The Ashes
Dawn. Marine glows in sun sliver. Kiss forehead. Note: Coffee her. Paris tour? Call sick. Brew. Wake her. Days blur. Two years flash. Brittany now. Fiancée. House Gouesnach. Her curves perfect. Monthly Jade spice. Thomas winks. Knows. Far Breton birthday. Bikini gift. Orange string. Wink. Heat reignites. Always.