43. The grape farm

Walter carefully removed the towel from my body, while softly blowing his soft warm breath behind my neck sending a sweet, erotic sensation to my lady part. He then softly moved his hands to squeeze my boobs, while looking at my reaction through the mirror with satisfaction at the image he was seeing. He continued to move one of his hands between my legs, making gentle, slow circle movement on my throbbing clit forcing me to arch my back and close my eyes, while still maintaining my moans and cries of pleasure, as I release the tension from my clit.

He dropped his towel and softly whispered, "I will be quick, I promise", while putting on protection. He gently pushed my neck towards the vanity table, causing me to bend over with both my hands holding onto the table. He slid his long rod in and I gasped as it went in, from there on, he started to rock back and forth causing the table to make slight movements. I moaned with pleasure, he then seductively grabbed my hair and continued to move at a faster pace, until we both exploded in pleasure.

By the time we finished, I was only left with 15 minutes to get ready, "you see, I told you a quicky is not a quicky with you", I said in a panic and embarrassed state forgetting that I also participated, but I had to blame someone.

Walter smiled at the shy look on my face. He was helping me with picking an outfit, while I fixed my hair, put on my makeup, and lotioning my body. By the time I finished, he was also done, and Damn! the man picked the best outfit I have had in the whole workshop. I just knew I was going to look drop-dead gorgeous in it and I wasted no time to put it on, "Walter, are you sure this is not an overkill?" I asked as admired the girl in the mirror who was in a long deep v-neck orange floral maxi dress that had a side slit and it matched well with my hair, thank God I chose to do a long braid ponytail.

Walter looked at me in amazement, it was like I surpassed his expectations, "Ofcourse not, You look...wow! Let's go before I lose control and mess up your hair again",

I turned to him, "Are you also coming to the farm?"

"No, I will just drop you off at your pick-up point, but I will be close by. Make sure to call me when you are done, so I can pick you up. Then we will drive to O'malleys", he said putting his shoes on

I reached for the white sandals Walter picked out, "You brought your car?", I asked

"No, I rented it at the airport", 

"Oh, makes sense, but I will be with my colleagues and they can drop me off after,", I said while packing a small bag

"No, you think I want another man to be seen walking next to you?", Walter suddenly said leaving me speechless, "What?"

"Thandie, don't talk nor touch any other man and I mean it," he said with a serious face

I laughed upon hearing Walter's words, I found his jealous face adorable and what woman wouldn't blush after hearing her man say that? At that point, I considered Walter my man, although there was still a blurred line as to whether we were official or not. However, at that moment, I felt sure about us, "Let's go, we have five minutes", I said with a wide smile leading the way out of the hotel room.

When Walter dropped me off, a few of my colleagues were already waiting, luckily, Walter's car windows were tinted, but that did not stop them from looking at me with obvious questions on their faces, 'Who is that?', 'Whose car is that?'. So much for not wanting any attention, but then again, who wouldn't receive attention after being dropped off in a million rand car when all along I have been traveling in a Bajaj? 

One of the the female colleagues got tired of the guessing game, and decided to approach me, "You look different today?", she smirked, 

I smiled and said thank you then walked away before she could say anything else, she was soon surrounded by two more women, looking for an update on our encounter. I sighed and made my way into the shuttle that was already parked in front of us.

The ride to the farm was a long one and I chose a seat by the window. Judging by the looks and the whispers in the shuttle, it was obvious that I was the number 1 topic on the road and I was extremely uncomfortable, "I should have just asked Walter to give me a ride", I mumbled. At that instant, I saw his car drive past us at full speed, and the people who saw me come out of it earlier turned their sharp gaze at me. As if that wasn't annoying enough, Walter slowed his car down to allow us to catch up with him, and slowly drove right next to my window for a good few minutes, then sped up again, 'The drama!', I thought.

"Is he your boyfriend?", the guy next to me suddenly asked

"Uhm, well, sort of?" I replied, 

"Makes sense..." with that, the guy went back to reading his book, but I was still lost at his sudden comment.

The grape farm was absolutely breathtaking, it was like something from a painting especially with the mountainous landscape. We tasted all kinds of wines while pairing them with different kinds of snacks, by 16:00 I was already tipsy from the different sips of wines, so I subconsciously texted Walter asking him to pick me.

"Are you done?", he asked

"Yes,", I replied

"Okay, I am on my way, give me 15 minutes",

I took the chance to bid my goodbyes to some of my good colleagues, and the organizer, I apologized for leaving early and explained that I was already tipsy and needed to sleep. They seemed to understand, besides, a few other colleagues were already leaving, as some of them were flying out that night.

I made my way to Walter's car, and we drove off to O'malley's, just as Walter said, the seafood was to die for and I ordered more wine. By the time we left, I was way beyond tipsy, but I still wanted to have fun, so I suggested a club, Walter was taken back by my sudden request.