Bach and Chocolate

Christian only smiled and taking a pencil from his pocket, wrote on a pad on her desk:

'T.B.W.G.S.!'

It sent Marissa into another gale of laughter, amplified by Sally, once she too was in the office.

But the two women had hatched a plan for Marissa's next moves regarding Christian.

It was early evening. Marissa had taken the time to have dinner with Sally, a thing that she did periodically. When she got home, she had some parcels and unpacked her things carefully.

She was pleased to note, when she peeked out the curtain, that Christian was sitting in his kitchen and practicing.

She got her things ready, and got herself ready, and then she opened the curtains.

He looked up.

She gave him a little wave and then produced a huge note pad and wrote on it:

"DON'T LET ME DISTURB YOU, OKAY?"

He shook his head 'yes', and practiced.

She wrote next:

"I'M GOING TO CHANGE, OKAY?"

He shook his head 'yes' and practiced.

She proceeded, while he not only practiced but watched intently, to take off her suit jacket and then blouse and skirt. She rolled down her stocking and took them off, and her shoes. It left her wearing her panties and bra. She smiled at him and gave him a little wave, getting a nod of the head from him, as he practiced. She removed her bra and then her panties. She did a twirl for him, getting a grin and a nod from him.

Then she put on a tee shirt and a pair of panties. The tee shirt had emblazoned on it the words 'The Black Bitch'. She threw her arms out and showed it to him, and then turned around and, bending over, showed him the same words written on her butt.

She looked at him and he shook his head 'no'!

She wrote on the pad:"NO?"

He shook his head 'no' and went on practicing.

Then she took the panties and tee shirt off and threw them aside. Now she put on the panties and tee shirt that said: 'T.B.W.G.S.'

She threw her arms up and out and he shook his head 'yes', as he practiced.

She wrote onto the pad: "YES?"

He shook his head 'yes', as she clapped her hands and jumped up and down in one place, with him looking at her and laughing.

She wrote on the pad again then:

"CHRISTIAN, I LOVE YOU!"

She turned the pad to show him and he shook his head 'yes' and blew her a kiss.

Next she wrote on the pad:

"CHRISTIAN, PLEASE COME AND LIVE WITH ME? PLEASE! PLEASE!"

She looked at him longingly. He had stopped the practicing now.

She quickly scribbled a note onto the pad:

"YOU CAN SPANK ME RIGHT NOW!"

He shook his head 'yes' and got up from his chair, as she put her hand over her mouth and danced in one spot. He arrived in no time. Without another word, he went to her, dragging a chair behind him. He took her by the wrist and dragged her to the chair, sitting down himself and putting her over his lap.

She squealed mightily, as he gave her about eight not so hard spanks. At the end of the 'spanking', she was off his lap and in his arms, kissing him.

When the kiss was broken, she looked at him and said:

"Please?"

"Yes, of course," he answered, and kissed her again.

"Oh, goodie!" she exulted, "It worked. Sally said it would. Can we convert the garage apartment to a music studio? I mean stereo equipment and whatever you need? Will you really live with me? Today, now! Right now?!"

He was holding her and laughing as he gave his answers:

"Yes, I will live with you, gladly, and right now, today! Yes, the idea about the garage apartment is wonderful! Now, come here."

He had her down on the bed then and had her knees bent and her feet down by his side, as he slid his head into place to begin to kiss her pubic hair. She screeched a bit louder, when he ate her, than when he'd spanked her. He went from the eating to making love to her and they were both languid, when they were done.

"Boy," she said to the dark room: "Spanked! Eaten! And Fucked! What could you possibly do to make it any better?"

He was up in a second. He left her lying there naked on her bed, a vision of lovely, lovely chocolate colored woman!"

"This!" he said, and launched into the Prelude from Bach's Cello Suite No 1.

It made her cry!

When he was done, she held her arms out to him, and he went to her, leaving his cello off to the side in a safe place. Except for closing up, which he did, they were in bed for the night.

EPILOGUE:

The next morning, they moved his things. It was a Saturday and they had the day.

They converted the carriage house apartment and made him a studio for his music of it. It was a lovely place, and in later years, he periodically would have friends in to play string quartet music there. She always attended.

He did get his dream job and left Marissa's company behind. He plays today for a major metropolitan symphony.

They were married a year and a half later.

The End