”There was no hot monkey sex that night, with anyone.It took them three weeks before they came up with a workable plan. We socialized a little, but ...veryone was under strict orders to never mention it in my presence. I caught Will looking at me a few times, a smug grin on his face. I wished I could see if the grin was still there after he found out what I had planned.We were going to a destination resort, someplace in a hot climate where the beaches were top-optional or nude. I suspect it was a. He just moved away from and said that he was hungry and wanted food. I just told him to give me thirty minutes, I still had to prepare for the dessert. I whipped up some cream, chopped some strawberries, and melted some chocolate. Also opened some champagne and poured into a bowl and then put it in the refrigerator. I called out to him saying lunch was ready. He sauntered into the kitchen, tugged off the apron off me and made me sit on the chair to eat. After eating the lunch, I told him to go. I could hear him moving around the office, opening and closing drawers. He also opened what seemed like doors. I only hoped that it wasn?t the office door that led outside. I wondered how much he knew of BDSM, and if my punishment would involve it, but I strongly suspected that it would. He knew that I had used a ?slave position?, as he had called it. He even commented on my knowledge of it. A major part of me was excited by the prospect of submitting to someone in such a manner, since I had. I just wanted to die at that moment. When we got back to the villa I ran straight up to my room and got in my pyjamas. I didn't want to talk to anyone. I lay in bed for ages, I couldn't sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. That was the first proper kiss I'd had as well, I'd never kissed a guy like that before. I tossed and turned, getting annoyed that he was keeping my up like this. I never lost sleep over a boy, it was pathetic. I threw myself off the bed and grabbed.