Nicolas looked at the supermarket white wine. “Hey, thanks Cherry, that's great, really thoughtful of you. Mind if I put it in the fridge to cool? If you'd just like to go through, I'm about to fix us a cool drink out on the verandah”. Nicolas waved his hand airily.
It was an ultra-modern, open plan house with a big sloping roof. Cherry looked in the general direction indicated by Nicolas. Past the kitchen area to her left was a larger room filled with minimalist furniture, and beyond that, through tall windows stretching to the apex of the roof, she could see green hills and valleys stretching away into the distance.
Nicolas walked over to the kitchen. Cherry hadn't immediately followed his suggestion, instead standing in the middle of the atrium with her hands on her hips and looking all around her. She was an ambitious girl and this was the sort of place she really aspired to. “Wow, Nicolas, your home is just amazing” she called out.
“Glad you like it” he said, reappearing from the kitchen. “But let's go on through, relax and get to know each other, before, so as to say, you, er ...” His voice tailed off.
“I swallow you!” Cherry triumphantly finished his sentence for him. “Hope you're not thinking of backing out, because I ... am ... starving!” She emphasised each word.
Nicolas smiled back. “No, I am definitely up for this. It's just you being here, in the flesh, in my own house. A real life vore celebrity, it just takes some getting used to” he explained.
Cherry was still a little worried he was having second thoughts. She stretched out and clasped his hand. “Come on, Mr Nicolas, let's have that drink. It's still a beautiful evening and I am going to make this just the best experience ever for you.”
...
Still holding his hand, Cherry led him out through the lounge and out towards the veranda, giving Nicolas a further opportunity to study her pert bottom cheeks, which seemed to almost gyrate as she walked. Her hips were ideal too, with a nice curve without being too round. Her handbag, slung across her shoulder, bounced off those hips with each sway of her buttocks, and her waist was pleasantly narrow. And soon he'd he inside that incredible body.
Nicolas was shaken out of his thoughts as he stepped out on to his balcony, still holding her hand, by Cherry letting out a gasp. Whilst a grown woman, she could still be quite childlike in some of her reactions, and now she placed her other hand over her cleavage as she looked out at the entire amazing view of the French countryside. Nicolas, who was still more than happy with the view he was getting, contented himself with “Yeah, not bad, is it. But I kinda got used to it.”
“Wow. I would never get fed up with this. It's just lovely” Cherry trilled. Now she looked round the balcony and saw there were two padded wicker chairs, a table with two tall glasses and an ice-bucket containing an opened bottle of white wine.
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