Me and Esmeralda's little vacation was coming to an end. After days spent taking care of Esme it was time to go. The gala was now less than 6 months away and more preparations needed to be done.
It was going to be a huge event. The gala was not only to introduce the new flower but also for show. There were going to be lots of influential people. Celebrities, business moguls, and anybody who was anyone. The event had to be perfect, I was the head of the planning committee and I promised myself that the event would go smoothly.
My private jet was going to fly us back to New York on Monday. It was Saturday afternoon. We were in the kitchen, baking together.
"Okay while I'm working on the chocolate ganache you're going to shape the cookie dough. Make sure to not press it too flat, and your hands better be clean!"
Esmerelda continued to boss me around in the kitchen. And if I was being honest with myself it was kind of a turn on. It's been a hard not being able to have sex with her. Exchanging oral was fun and all but I missed being inside of her. Recently my hopes have gotten up seeing that Esme was recovering, but I wasn't going to pressure her into anything.
I continued shaping the dough, looking at Esme once in a while to admire her beauty. She looked relaxed, wearing shorts and a thin tank too, showing off the outline of her breasts. She was chopping the chocolate bar pieces up, looking extremely focused.
I got back to my task, controlling myself as she continued to look so desirable. We finished up, putting the food in the oven to bake. She walked towards me, with a slight limp "help me to the couch?"
I agreed of course, leading her to go sit down. Esme looked at me, "you know, my leg hasn't been bad lately and I was thinking that maybe we should try..."
She needn't say more, I climbed on top of her, being gentl with her legs. I leaned down and kissed her passionately, softly pushing my tongue past her lips as we made out on the couch. She grabbed my face, pulling me close to her and I could feel myself getting hard as I kissed her.
I ran my hands up and down her waist, finally pulling up her shirt to get a proper look at her when the doorbell rang.
I groaned, "who the fuck?" I angrily got up, calming myself before I opened the large door and there was Brandon and Camryn.
"Surprise!" They both yelled in unison.
Esme came to the door quickly, embracing her best friend as they were squealing like teenage girls.
"Oh my gosh Esme you look great! I've missed you so much and I'm sorry for us barging in but we wanted to surprise you!"
Esme replied, still hugging her best friend, "it's no big deal! I've missed you too."
Brandon was still in the doorway, holding a bottle of expensive wine. "What, you're not going to greet your best bro?"
I rolled my eyes, taking the wine from him and pulling in him for a friendly hug. We led them to the living room, sitting down to talk amongst our selves.
"So," Esme started looking at Brandon, "you and Camryn huh?"
Brandon smiled, sending his arm behind Camryn as they sat on the couch. "Yeah, I took one look at this pretty little lady and knew she had to be mines." He made a show of planting a huge kiss on Camryn's forehead as me and Esme gave each other a knowing look.
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Esmerelda the Flower
Storie d'amore𝔼𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 is a twenty-four year old scientist. She has a comfortable life, working in her dream field at a big scientific research company. She works hard and enjoys spending time with her best friend but deep down she knows she's lonely. S...