I lay on the lounger, I watch as you swim back and forth in the pool, your naked tanned body moves effortlessly through the water. You ease yourself from the pool. Your body glistens in the morning sun, from the combination of water and tanning oil. For it is still early, the morning sun rests on the hills overlooking the villa.  You walk towards me your gorgeous blue eyes hidden by the wraparound sunglasses, your long hair wet at the end drips down your body. We kiss, you run your finger nails up my leg, circle my groin, I am now hard, so hard. You straddle me and lower yourself onto my hardness, it enters you easily. Then you use me to bring yourself to the orgasm, only you can have.  We part, you kneel beside me and take me in your mouth, using your tongue, teeth and lips bring me to a shuddering orgasm.  We lay together on the lounger; the morning sun now warms our bodies. We snooze for a while in each other’s arms. We rise, you dressing in a short sarong that just covers your buttocks, me in loose shorts. Together we stroll arm in arm back to the bungalow onto the patio, for breakfast and to plan the rest of the day...

After breakfast we dress and walk to down to the stables, the horses are saddled and ready to go. We ride slowly out into the foothills, the weather is warm and the scenery is spectacular. We halt for lunch, we picnic under the trees of a small copse, the wine makes us sleepy and we nap for a while. I wake you by slowly removing your shirt, a kiss to each nipple and they are hard. Exploring your body more, I caress and kiss you, I remove your jeans, and you’re wet. My fingers roam over you, exploring, teasing caressing. I lick your body, move down to your pussy and begin to concentrate on your bud. Your breathing increases as waves of pleasure engulf you. I use my fingers and you orgasm noisily again and again.

Dressed again, we continue the ride further into the hills, there on a small out-crop is the cabin. A short time later we arrive, the cabin is small and well built on the veranda is a Jacuzzi. The view out over the hills is spectacular, the sea just visible, and the lakes below, flat and mirror calm. We are hot and dusty, the horses are un-saddled and stabled we go into the cabin. The room is deceptively larger than seems possible from outside, we undress, and we walk onto the veranda naked. The late afternoon air is cooler and a mild wind tingles our bodies, we jump into the warm water of the Jacuzzi. We sit close to each other, our bodies pressed to each other, we kiss, hands roam over bodies and pulses race, breathing deepens expectations rise.. I find your soft inner sensual parts and tease them with my fingers, stroking them probing deeper and deeper. We kiss passionately, I move, you sit astride me facing me, my hardness enters you, we move as one. Your arms are around my neck pulling us together closer, the heat from the water makes our bodies glisten our sweat combines we reach for the ultimate goal. I feel it rising my orgasm is close, you too are close to coming..... Then together it happens I come deep inside you, you too orgasm strongly. Then exhausted we lay in the hot water holding each, looking deep into each other’s eyes.

We leave the Jacuzzi making our way inside. You are wearing just a heavy cotton work shirt, your long shapely legs always on show. The steaks are ready we eat in front of the open log fire, sitting cross legged on the floor. Dinner over we move outside to the swing bench there in the moonlight you cuddle up to me under the blanket. The view into the valley is bathed moonlight, the woods dark and mysterious, the lakes flat calm like black mirrors. We watch shooting stars fall to earth. My hands probe under your shirt, they are cool your body warm, you gasp, nipples become aroused. We kiss with increased passion, hands explore stroking teasing. I carry you inside, the room is dim, lit only by scented candles, we strip each other in front of the fire. There on the soft rug in front of fire we make love long into the night. You wake the sunlight streams in to the room, you are alone. The smell of cooking bacon and fresh coffee drifts into the room. Breakfast is taken on the porch, after which we take the boat onto the lake. In the middle of the lake the engine is turned off and we drift slowly with the wind. We spend the day laying together on deck, reading, talking, kissing and making love. The next few days are spent exploring the hills woods and lakes on horseback, by boat and on foot. We eat when we feel like it we make love the same, where ever and whenever the moment takes us. It is as if we are the only two people on the planet.

One morning after breakfast 'we must go back and arrive no later than 4pm. The ride home is fast no stopping for lunch, we eat in the saddle. On arrival I go to the stables, you go to the bungalow. You are hot and dusty you think of a shower and the fun to be had in there together. Suddenly you feel you are alone you check there is no one to be found. A loud knock at the front door startles you, there are two women there, and a lot of packages.

One passes over two envelopes, in one an invitation to a masked Ball...tonight! The other a note from me 'these women are to help you get ready, enjoy their skills. I will be there, find me'. I was right, they bathed you, pampered you, and dressed you. The costume; It is in the style of a French Countess of pre-revolutionary France, pale blue satin with white lace and of course the mask. At 8.30 exactly another knock on the door, a coach and four is stood waiting, a footman is there to help you aboard.

I watch as you arrive, gorgeous, beautiful, elegant, the moment you enter the ballroom, a third of your dance card is taken. Have I done the right thing? You dance, you tease, and you flirt, with Princes, Barons, Dukes and even a redcoat of King George. I watch from afar, see you searching the revellers looking for me. A pause in the dancing finds you standing alone perspiring slightly, eyes glowing with excitement. A waiter hands you a chilled glass of champagne and a large ripe strawberry. Then from behind your left ear a familiar voice whispers 'Your money or your life My Lady'.

The Countess and the Highwayman dance and drink until dawn, the dance card long forgotten. We are running down the corridor giggling like children, we find our room. The door is burst open and we fall onto the four-poster bed. Our clothes are removed as fast as we can, passions are running high. The women have done their job well your body is silky smooth everywhere. My tongue begins exploring everywhere, I find your intimate spot and concentrate there I make you come. We are locked together as one we make love until sleep over comes us.