The Protagonist System

249 L’amour En Abondance Part Two

I drove the cab back to the hotel and parked it in the same spot. After making sure it was privately owned and wasn't loaned from a company, I had no problem keeping it for our use during the trip. It would let us stay under the radar as well. I locked it up and stepped back into the bathroom, stripped off, changed the water to hot, and hopped into the shower for a second.

I used spells to clean myself and turned off the water, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around my waist. I opened the bathroom door and Lisa gave me a very thorough gaze from my head to my feet.

“You'll do.” Lisa said sexily, grabbed some clothes, and stepped by me.

“I'm glad you approve.” I said and she let out a little laugh and closed the door.

I went to the television and turned it on as I looked for an international channel. I was sure what I did was going to show up in some capacity. Not the terrorists being killed, since I tossed them into the sun. It was because I had raided that rumored scientist of his materials, grabbed his nearly finished device, and used it right where it was needed.

I found the international news channel and was surprised that a nuclear explosion going off in the middle east was barely mentioned. It was explained away as an accident trying to establish an unauthorized power plant, instead of the truth. The slave market, the members of the main terrorist religion, and a small portion of their regular customers had been wiped out.

There had been enough details of their clients in their records for me to decide I would make proper visits to where they lived when I could sneak away and find the girls that had been sold. Hopefully, they hadn't disposed of them when they were finished with them or made them into mindless slaves by breaking them. If they did, I would remove them as well. Oh, what am I saying? I was going to remove them anyway. People like them didn't deserve to live.

I finished drying off and dressed in a nice suit, one I was sure Lisa would approve of, and I used some spare cloth to transfigure a slinky blue dress that was both formfitting and stylish. A quick probe with my telepathy let me add the details Lisa preferred, like a shorter hemline and a scoop neck instead of a v-neck. I conjured up a nice box and placed the dress inside, then remembered to make matching shoes.

I had just enough time to pick the shoes and box up in my arms when the bathroom door opened and Lisa strode out wearing only a towel. It was the smallest towel as well and my mouth dropped open when she flicked her fingers over the knot holding it closed and it dropped to the floor, leaving her completely naked.

“That's exactly the look I wanted.” Lisa said and looked at the box and shoes in my hand. “For me? You shouldn't have.”

I kept staring at her as she opened the box and then she gave me a pointed look.

“No matching underwear?” Lisa asked me with a knowing smile. “You're not subtle with the hints, are you?”

I thought about closing my mouth to respond and chose the better option of just staring at her.

“If we were staying in, I wouldn't mind.” Lisa said and went to her second suitcase. She opened it and rummaged through it and pulled out a lacy pair of panties. They were black and she slipped them on and pulled them up to her waist, only they were completely see-through. “That's much better.”

I honestly couldn't understand how she thought see-through cloth was better than being naked; but, I wasn't going to question it or comment. If she felt like that, then that was how it was.

“Help me zip it up.” Lisa said and handed me the dress.

I knelt on one knee and held it out for her to step into. Lisa put her hands on my shoulders and stepped in with one delicate foot, almost rubbing me face with her calf, then she stepped in with the other foot and almost pressed herself into my face. I had a very up close shot of her damp and very tasty looking slit before I glanced up at her and saw her smug face.

“I like that look.” Lisa said and motioned for me to stand.

I did so and dragged the dress up her legs and over her hips. She didn't say anything, like telling me to stop or that she could do the rest on her own, and put her hands through the hoops for her arms. I slid the cloth up her waist to her chest and I paused again. Lisa smirked at me and didn't speak or moved to help, so she was leaving it up to me.

I very carefully stretched the cloth just enough to go over her breasts, without touching them, and settled the straps onto her shoulders. I then caressed her bare shoulders and kneaded them a little, then I looked deep into her eyes. I heard the distinct thought that I was too nice of a guy to take the opportunity to grope her.

I smiled warmly at her as I stepped close and slid my hands under her arms to hug her and then leaned down to give her a kiss, right on the lips, and moved right from closed lips to a full on tongue-filled passionate one. Lisa let out a needy sound and her arms hugged my neck and kissed me back.

We stayed like that for several minutes before I broke the kiss.

Lisa's face was slightly red and she licked her lips as she stared into my eyes. “That... wasn't bad... for a first kiss.” She reluctantly said.

I knew she had mentally edited what she really wanted to say, which was she almost came from it and wouldn't mind an immediate repeat. Instead of kissing her again, I let her go and stepped back, smoothly sliding my hand up her arm and then taking her hand.

“Thanks, I think.” I said and she pouted a little. “We should go. There's a cab waiting for us.”

“You're right. You told him to hang around.” Lisa said and we walked over to the door. “You have the room key?”

I patted my inside jacket pocket, even though I had it in my inventory, and she nodded. We left the room and went down in the elevator, waved to the concierge, and left the hotel. We walked around the fairly large building to where the cab was parked and the driver wasn't there.

“Did he ditch us?” Lisa asked, disappointed.

“I doubt it. It's our cab for the trip.” I said and let her hand go to climb into the driver's seat.

“What are you doing?” Lisa asked me.

“What does it look like I'm doing?” I asked her and pretended to search through a few things.

“It looks like you're going to steal something.” Lisa said with a flat voice.

I chuckled and reached up to the sun visor and dropped it at the same time I took the keys out of my inventory. “It's not stealing if you have the keys.”

“Clark...” Lisa said and then huffed. “Do you even know how to drive?”

“Do you?” I asked and she held her hand out for the keys. “I've been driving farm vehicles since I was ten and I have my heavy machinery license.”

Lisa huffed. “That's not practical driving.”

I laughed. “Oh? What does that mean?”

“Just gimme the keys and scoot over.” Lisa said.

I thought about protesting, then shrugged and slid over and dangled the keys out for her.

Lisa gave me a look and then climbed in and shut the door. “Check the glove compartment for a map or something.”

I gave her the keys and she started the cab up. “Good idea. Just a second.” I said and opened it and out popped a piece of paper and a map of the city and the surrounding countryside. I put the map between us and opened the note. “It seems like we have his permission to borrow it if he's not available to drive.”

Lisa glanced over at the note and nodded. “Then we're just borrowing it and not stealing it.” She said and put the car into gear. “I do not need to have a criminal record in a foreign country.”

I put the note back into the glove compartment and opened the map. “We can pretend we can't speak French and we'll be fine.”

Lisa dove us down the alleyway and out into traffic. “They might string us up anyway if we do that.”

I chuckled. “Not if we claim we're Canadians.”

Lisa softly laughed. “Okay, that's a good point.”

“It really is.” I said and grinned at her. “For the next two weeks, if anyone asks, we live in igloos and wear mukluks!”

Lisa laughed hard and had to hit the brakes to not run into the car in front of us when it slowed down. She hit the horn twice and then held it down. “HEY! Move your ass! You're blocking traffic!”

I stared at her for a second and shook my head. “There goes that plan.”

“What? A Canadian can do that, too.” Lisa said in her defense. The car in front of us started moving again and she let the horn go.

I thought about arguing and decided to be diplomatic instead. “I'll open the map and make sure we can find our way back to the hotel.”

“Great idea, Clark!” Lisa said and stepped on the gas. We shot past the other car that had slowed down again and she took a right turn to get away from the slow traffic. “Sightseeing, here we come!”

I held in my laugh at her driving like a race car driver on sedentary cobblestone streets that had only been used by horse-drawn carriages for decades. Being around her for the next two weeks wasn't going to be boring.

*

Lisa tried to act more lady-like as she ate the absolutely delicious meal at the hotel restaurant. They had a great time traipsing all around the town and looked at the architecture, the view from the steeple of that old church, and they even found the route to the vineyard they would be touring the day after tomorrow.

She had French food before, so it wasn't anything really new, except it didn't have the same range of flavors or made her taste buds dance when she sipped the wine that had been served with real French food. Or maybe that was her getting a little tipsy? She wasn't really sure. All that mattered was the huge smile on Clark's face as he tried to not laugh at how much she was enjoying the food.

“You're lucky we decided to stay in tonight, or I wouldn't be enjoying how well the wine goes with this dish.” Lisa said and Clark nodded.

She secretly felt a little relieved that he hadn't shied away from taking a drink himself, so she wasn't getting drunk in front of a tee-totaller. It also meant he wasn't going to be a killjoy if she suggested a few interesting things for them to do during this trip, like visiting that meadow with a picnic basket and making love under that huge tree.

That thought made her current thoughts go right to where she was only slightly nervous about going. She was fully prepared to thank Clark for bringing her along, it was just... they were strangers and... she was sure he was a nice guy and wouldn't take advantage of her; but, she hadn't done anything like this before and feeling a little nervous about it had to be normal, right?

Clark reached across the table and took her hand, bringing Lisa out of her thoughts. “You know nothing needs to happen.”

“Wh-what?” Lisa asked.

“The food's almost gone and you're starting to look nervous.” Clark said and Lisa blushed from embarrassment. “Hey, it's okay. I'm a little nervous, too.”

“Yeah, right.” Lisa scoffed and tried to pull her hand out of his, only he didn't let her go.

“Lisa.” Clark said with a stern voice and her whole body stiffened. “It was an impulsive move to ask you to come along for this trip, that I was going to take anyway, and nothing has to happen if you're not okay with it.”

“But...” Lisa started to say there was only one bed.

“I can sleep on the couch or in the bathtub. There's lots of pillows and blankets.” Clark interrupted her.

“I think the floor would be better than that small tub.” Lisa countered.

“Then I'll do that.” Clark said and his thumb rubbed the back of her hand. “The reason I'm nervous is because you kind of look like a younger version of my mom.”

Lisa blinked her eyes at him. Did he just admit he has a thing for his mom?

Clark saw her surprise and smiled. “I'm adopted and she raised me from a baby.”

Lisa relaxed a little. That was a little more acceptable than... yeah, I'm not thinking about that. She thought and pushed the thoughts of her father giving her particular looks when he thought she wasn't looking.

“Like everyone else in Smallville, she's happily married, and no, I haven't flirted with her or ever tried to do anything that would make her uncomfortable.” Clark said.

“Why are you telling me all of this?” Lisa asked.

“I'm explaining why I'm nervous. I want to get to know you better and to get it into my head that I'm not only interested in you because of how sexy you look.” Clark admitted.

Lisa felt surprised by that. Most guys were only looking at the physical part of a relationship and didn't really care about the rest. They put up with a lot of crap, just to have some sexy fun. Hell, so did she, actually. Her last relationship barely had her and her partner say more than a few words to each other.

“I'm not a virgin.” Lisa suddenly blurted.

Clark gave her a warm smile. “Did he treat you right? Do you want his legs broken?”

Lisa let out a soft laugh. “It was just sex and we barely spoke.”

Clark frowned slightly. “He didn't even try to get to know you and just used you?”

Lisa felt a weird feeling in her chest at hearing his indignation. She wasn't sure what the feeling was, since she never felt it before. Clark looked like he was getting angry on her behalf and that made a few things clearer about him and his personality.

It also let her resolve her nervousness about taking him to bed. She no longer had to try and convince herself to go through with it and actually felt eager about it. If he could react like that about how she was treated before, she wanted to know how he was going to treat her now.

Lisa stood and tugged on his hand, that still held hers, and she led him out of the restaurant and over to the elevator. More than a few women there gave her looks of envy and she smiled at having the nicest and best-looking guy in the hotel.

They rode it up to their room and Lisa let his hand go so he could open the door with the key. She followed him inside and she moved the do-not-disturb sign from the inside door handle to the outside door handle. She closed the door and locked it, turned to look at Clark, and she couldn't make out the emotion on his face.

“Can you give me a hand making up a bed on the floor?” Clark asked her.

“No.” Lisa said and he let out a sigh. When he turned away from her to walk over to the bed to grab one of the pillows, she slipped her arms out of the slinky dress and pushed the cloth down over her hips and it silently fell to the floor.

Clark turned back to speak, probably to ask about where to find another blanket, and he paused when he saw Lisa standing there wearing only her see-through black panties.

Lisa liked that look on his face, as if he was seeing perfection, and she walked sexily over to him. “I wasn't going to help, because you won't need it.” She said and took the pillow from his hands and tossed it onto the bed. It just so happened to land in a great spot to let her prop her hips up on it.

She walked around him, hopped onto the bed as she sat on the pillow, then she fell backwards onto her back and lifted her legs into the air. It gave Clark a spectacular view of both her ass and her womanhood at the same time and she was instantly wet at the look of desire on his face.

“Can you give me a hand? I seem to have some cloth stuck to me.” Lisa said, suggestively.

A second later, her panties were gone and Clark's tongue was deep inside of her and she moaned as she came. She spread her legs to give him more access and then wrapped her thighs around his neck. She cried out again as he flicked her inside with his tongue and she came again. She hadn't done that before, ever, and she reached over to run her fingers through his hair.

“You're amazing!” Lisa shouted and came again. That was three times in as many minutes! How? How was he so good and he didn't even have a girlfriend?

“We're just getting started.” Clark said and stood up. He flipped his coat off, tore his shirt open, and sprayed buttons everywhere.

“Someone's a little eager.” Lisa said, her voice husky after three great orgasms.

“Let me show you how eager I am.” Clark said and then his pants were gone.

Lisa stared at the erect and quite perfect penis he had revealed. She definitely wasn't going to regret this in the morning. No sir. Not at all.@@novelbin@@

Clark lined himself up and thrusted his steel-like erection right into her soaked opening and Lisa screamed as she came so hard that her whole body locked up. “Brace yourself.” He said and started pumping his hips as he gripped hers tightly and their bodies started slapping together.

“Oh god, oh god ohgod ohhhgod!” Lisa exclaimed and moaned as he pistoned in and out of her like a machine. A sex machine. A machine designed to make her come. And she did, over and over, more than she ever had before. She moaned louder when his hands massaged her breasts.

Clark's lips were suddenly on hers and Lisa wrapped her legs and arms around him and she never wanted to let him go. Never! NEVER!