~ Los Angeles, West Hollywood hotel ~
Thursday, October 24, 7:34 AM
Harriet Morgan (aka Penelope) is enjoying her morning with Benjamin Casano on the king size bed.
She arrived in Los Angeles two days ago, and as soon as she checked into her hotel and freshened up, she went to meet with Benjamin for a dinner.
After dinner, Harriet and Benjamin checked into the West Hollywood hotel which she reserved in advance and paid in cash.
Harriet took all the precaution she could think of so that her parents don't find out that she is not attending events of LA fashion week.
Harriet has a room booked in the Hilton Hotel and while Benjamin is at work, Harriet makes sure to go to that room at least once a day and messes up the bed like someone slept on it. In the early afternoon, Harriet has her favorite cocktail in the hotel lounge while interacting with the staff so that they notice her. In this way, if her mother checks on her, she will not doubt that Harriet is in Los Angeles attending fashion events and shopping while staying in the Hilton Hotel, where she should be.
As soon as Benjamin tells her that he is done with work, they meet for a meal in a low-key restaurant away from downtown Los Angeles. She is confident that none of her (or her mother's) acquaintances will visit any of those places.
Evenings and nights Harriet spends with Benjamin in the West Hollywood hotel.
Harriet is elated. She is dreaming about this and planning ever since the wedding of Jeffrey White. For the second time in her life, she is able to experience freedom.
Right now, Harriet is not a rich heiress who lives under the thumb of her parents who are pressuring her to get into Jeffrey's bed. For second day in a row, she is Penelope… a free woman who can spend her time in the company of a man who looks at her with admiration and holds her during the night like she is the most precious person on earth.
"Penny…", Benjamin's voice pulled Harriet out of her thoughts. "I would like to introduce you to Becca."
Harriet stiffened at his words. He wants to introduce her to his 11 year old daughter? She does not know how to respond to this unexpected request.
Benjamin kissed the back of her palm. "I know there are many things which you are not telling me. And that is fine with me. You can tell me whenever you are ready. But know that for me, there are two people on earth who make me happy. One is Becca and the other one is you." He moved to look into her eyes. "I would be ecstatic if you two meet. No rush. Whenever you are ready… just like everything else. I only wanted you to know that I am willing to introduce you to her."
Harriet relaxed and smiled. She likes that Benjamin is prepared to wait for her to be ready to tell him things. And even though he knows that Penelope is not her real name, gave her a nickname based on it. And he is not asking what her real name is… How Harriet sees it, he does not need to know about her real identity, it will only bring trouble for both of them, and it does not matter. Because with him, she is Penelope. His Penny.
Benjamin smiled back. "I know that you and Becca will get along great."
Harriet thought how that might be the case. After all, she is closer in age to his daughter than to him.
Benjamin peppered kissed down Harriet's neck and she could feel his erection pressing on her thigh. Just the feeling that he is ready for her made her fired up because she knows that this man will make sure she comes... more than once.
When he suddenly sucked her nipple into his mouth, her moan mixed with a whimper from the unexpected sensation. And she was again riding on the clouds, climbing higher with every movement of his fingers between her wet folds while his lips diligently kissed and sucked, inching lower until he reached all the way down to the cradle of her thighs, just in time for his tongue to flick over her swollen bud few times and launch her into another round of ecstatic spasms.
"Oh, how I love to hear you come…", Benjamin murmured while he turned Harriet on her belly. He lifted her hips and took her from behind. And he made her come again.
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Harriet's head rests on Benjamin's chest and she is listening to his still erratic heartbeat. She enjoys the way he runs his fingers through her hair.
Benjamin is cradling Harriet (aka Penny) in his arms and every cell in his body is enjoying her closeness. It was more than a month since he saw her last time. Without any contact. She told him not to call or text her because it might put her into trouble, and he believed her. He almost lost hope that his Penny will call, thinking that she probably forgot about him.
Benjamin was ecstatic to hear that she is back in Los Angeles, and that she wants to see him, and that she will stay in the area for ten days!
Something that started as an accident in a strip club and continued like an unbelievable hookup the next day left a strong mark on Benjamin. For the last month he can't get her out of his mind. He is missing his Penny to the point of feeling physical pain. He told himself many times that he is a 46 years old grownup man. Why is he acting like an enamored teenager? But he can't help it. The fact that she is so attractive, and sweet and accepting pulls the strings of his heart just right. He can see that she needs him and that is something he can't ignore. And somehow, he needs her as well. Benjamin can't explain it.
He wants to know more about this mysterious young woman in his arms, but he is afraid that by asking questions he might push her away. Benjamin only hopes that his patience will pay off, and she will see that he is sincere, and that he does not want to hurt her, and who knows… maybe he can even help her?
Harriet's phone rang and she reached for it lazily. She bolted out of the bed when she saw caller's ID. It's her mother! She gestured to Benjamin frantically to be quiet before taking the call.
"Good morning, mother.", Harriet's official tone made Benjamin frown. Who greets their parents in such a cold way?
"Good morning, Harriet.", Mrs. Morgan responded. "I'm in the area and I want to have a lunch with you. Are you available?"
Harriet tried to hide her anxiety. Why is her mother here? She inhaled deeply before responding: "We can meet for lunch. Do you want me to make a reservation?"
"Let's have a lunch in the restaurant of your hotel."
"OK. When should I expect you?" Harriet prayed silently that her mother is not in the Hilton Hotel right now.
"Around noon." Mrs. Morgan ended the call.
Harriet kept the phone down and furrowed her brows. Her mother coming here can't be a good thing. Did she find out something?
"Is everything OK?", Benjamin asked.
She looked at him and faced his concerned expression. "I don't know. I need to go."
Benjamin looked after Harriet who was collecting her clothes and heading to the bathroom. He followed after her and they showered together, in silence, while exchanging light kisses and washing each other.
…
Benjamin was reluctant to leave Harriet out of his embrace. "Will I see you tonight?"
Harriet sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder. "I don't know. But if I can't come, don't try to reach out to me. OK? I will be in touch as soon as it's safe."
He tightened his hug. "How can I let you go if you tell me that it's not safe?"
Harriet's breath hitched when she realized that she said too much. But she can't take it back. "If I don't go, it will not be safe."
He touched her chin, tipping her head up so that he can look into her eyes. "Penny, whatever it is, I will do everything in my power to help you. Reach out to me whenever you are ready. I will wait for you as long as it takes."
Harriet looked at him and smiled. "Thank you."
She laced her fingers into his damp hair, and they kissed for a long time before she reluctantly left the hotel room.
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