That night at the opera had been incredible. Jennifer was surprised that she didn't even think twice before sucking Bruce in public. She just did it, without worrying about anything else. Nobody saw them, but still: it was a pretty bold move, and she never thought she could do this kind of thing.

For some reason, she didn't mind doing that with Bruce. She felt protected around him, and she was actually happy to pleasure him, even if it meant giving him a blowjob in public. She admitted that the experience had been very exciting. Her very quick and intense orgasm that night was something she would never forget.

When the limousine arrived at the airport, Jennifer was sleeping. She didn't realize she’d fallen asleep and was surprised to see Bruce's private jet by the window. Jack opened the door for her, and helped her to get out of the car.

So that's what a Gulfstream looks like. It's really impressive.

She knew Bruce was travelling in a Gulfstream private jet for his business trips, but again, she’d never seen one for real. For all these years, she never showed any particular interest in all his luxurious and expensive toys, as she knew she could never afford them anyway.

But now that she was on the other side, living the same kind of life as Bruce, she understood how powerful he felt. She understood why he had such a confident attitude, and magnetic charisma.

As she climbed up the stairs to get inside the jet, she noticed that Jack was following her, carrying her bags. She saw another man get in the limousine, and drive it away from the private jet. The chauffeur saw her expression of surprise.

“They will park the limousine. Mr. Wilson asked me to go with you, since I will have to drive you to his beach home.” Jack said to Jennifer.

“Oh, you mean Bruce doesn't have his own landing runway in his backyard? I'm disappointed,” Jennifer said, giving Jack a wink.

“It's actually under renovation, Ms. Andrei,” Jack said with a polite smile.

Jennifer raised her eyebrows, and her jaw slightly dropped.

***

When Jennifer arrived at the beach home, she was greeted by Maria, a Hispanic woman in her mid-fifties with a warm smile.

“Welcome, Ms. Andrei. I'm Maria. Would you like something to drink? ”

“Hello Maria, nice to meet you. Do you have... let me see, cocktails?”

“Anything you want, Ms. Andrei.”

“Great! Can I have a Mojito please?”

“Of course, Ms. Andrei. Where would you like to enjoy your Mojito? By the swimming pool? In the living room? On the beach? ”

“The beach sounds great.”

Maria nodded. “Please follow me.”

Maria led Jennifer to the back of the house, where the view was breathtaking.

“Your cocktail will be here in a minute.”

Jennifer sat in a wooden deckchair, with comfortable white cushions. She took a moment to enjoy the sound of the seagulls, the iodized air from the ocean, and the beautiful view she had in front of her eyes.

It wasn't like the beach she was supposed to enjoy in Thailand, but it was still very nice and relaxing. Most of all, she was treated like a princess, and she absolutely loved it. Indeed, it felt really good to be taken care of, when for the past five years, her job had been to take care of someone else's life.

She smiled thinking that after all, it was her turn to let Bruce organize things for her. Her Mojito arrived, interrupting her thoughts.

“When you are ready, please let me know and I will bring you to the massage room. Mr. Wilson insists that you relax as much as possible, and his personal masseuse is here.” Maria said, with a smile.

What? Oh my God, Bruce, you're amazing!

Jennifer was speechless. Bruce was such a thoughtful man. She couldn't wait to see him again.

Twenty minutes later, she called Maria to let her know she was ready. She followed the lady to a room with black marble on the floor and the walls. Candles were in different places of the room. In the middle, there was a white massage table, scattered with rose’ petals.

Jennifer raised her hands to her chest and thought out loud. It's beautiful!

She couldn't believe it. She bit her lips and sighed, thinking that she didn't deserve all this.

Before she could say anything, Maria invited her to get undressed in the changing room.

“The masseuse will be here in a moment. Please, make yourself comfortable.”

Five minutes later, Jennifer was lying down on her stomach, smelling the lemongrass from the aromatic massage oil, and enjoying the firm pressure against every muscle of her body.

Jennifer felt completely relaxed. Finally, she was really enjoying her vacation. But what a vacation! It was nothing like she expected, and her world was completely upside down. Trying to be someone else, and forcing herself to speak with a heavy accent was fun for a while, but she started to feel tired of it and this nice massage was more than welcome.

After ninety minutes of pure bliss, Jennifer took a shower to eliminate the excess massage oil. She decided to change her clothes since she was at the beach, and went for the new two piece bikini she had bought for Thailand.

She wondered if it was a bit too sexy, but decided it was fine for now. When Bruce is here, I will just put something else.

She returned to her deckchair on the beach, to sunbathe, even though it was already late afternoon. She ordered another Mojito, and started to feel a little dizzy. She decided to take a nap.

As the sun was setting, she woke up, wondering how long she'd been sleeping. Standing over her, was a tall man, wearing swim shorts, which showed off two perfectly sculpted legs. The man was bare-chested, with an impressive six pack and broad, round shoulders.

It was Bruce. In his hands, was a bottle of champagne and two champagne flutes.

Oh my God, THAT is a hot body! Okay, Jennifer, breathe!

“Bruce,” Jennifer said, trying to sound unaffected by his presence. “How long have you been here?”

“I just arrived. Seems like it was the perfect timing. How was your day? Everything was okay?”

“Everything was great! Thank you. How was work? Any progress with Mr. Sak... with your business?” Jennifer said.

Jennifer, remember, you're not supposed to know what he was doing! Maybe that second Mojito was not a good idea...

“It was a long day, but I'm finally done with all this. At least until next week, so I can spend more time with you. I'm really sorry I had to leave you alone today without notice. My lawyer called me late last night, and I really had to take care of it.”

“It’s okay, I understand. I see that you brought champagne. Are we celebrating something?”

“I just wanted to apologize for today. My schedule is usually very busy, but I made sure nothing will disturb us for a few days,” Bruce said, giving Jennifer a flute of champagne. “Cheers! Oh, and welcome to my beach home by the way. I like to come here by myself when I need a break from the city. I never brought anyone here you know? You're the first one.”

“Really?” Jennifer said, genuinely surprised. “I can't believe someone like you never came here with a special woman...”

Bruce smiled. “Someone like me?”

“Yes. Handsome, gentle, thoughtful...”

“Rich?” he said, anticipating the end of the list.

“You know what I mean...”

“Ha-ha, yes I know what you mean,” Bruce said chuckling. Then he kept silent and Jennifer waited for him to tell her more.

“Am I really the first one?” she said, anxious.

Bruce paused for a moment and finally said, “The truth is, I see this place as a haven of peace. When I'm here, I don't feel like I have to wear a mask. Here, I don't have to be Bruce Wilson, CEO. I don't need to impress anyone. I can just be me. I don't know if that makes sense to you...”

“I can just be me?” Yes, Bruce, I know exactly what you mean.