The Quest

Jake's story started a few years ago. He grew up as the "spoiled rich kid", never left wanting much. His father started a company back in the 1970's and business was booming while Jake was young. After his father passed away, everything was left to Jake at the age of 21. Now, being the owner of a company has many advantages. Jake never goes into the office, unless he calls a meeting and it never hurts to mention the company when prospecting for women.

Jake found his true calling at the age of 18. He was not new to the world of sex but the world of sex in public, that was a different story. Lily was his first "in public" experience. Nothing special really, a BJ in the park. They say that not all ocean fanatics need the Titanic, just a dingy and they could be hooked for life. This was the case with Jake, a small amount of public attention and he was hooked. Now he had money, contacts, good looks and an irresistible charm. His story really began on Jake's 22nd birthday.

"I have made arrangements to fly to Paris, Leo. I need my team of lawyers on call at all times, just in case something goes wrong." Jake told his personal assistant. Jake had a business meeting in Paris in a couple days. He had not really looked forward to this trip until he realized this was the perfect time to start his personal quest. Find as many famous places as possible, have some sort of sexual encounter there and mark them all in his little black book.

"Leo I need you to make sure I have a car when I arrive in Paris. Also I will need a private tour of the Eiffel Tower set up. I would like to take in the sights, but you know how I hate large groups." All that left him to do was to find a woman to take with him to the tower. Jake hung up the phone and finished making the rest of his arrangements. His plane ticket would be waiting at the airport. His butler was packing his clothing now, and all he had left to do is get into the limo and go to the airport. The car and his bags would be at the office in 20 min.

Jake finished up the rest of his paperwork and shut down his computer. With briefcase in hand, he rode the elevator down walked out of the lobby. The car pulled up as he stepped out of the door, he climbed in and was whisked away toward the airport. Jake stepped out of the car at O'Hara and walked into the terminal. After picking up his ticket he was on his way to his gate when a beautiful woman caught his eye.
Red hair down to her mid back. Creamy complexion, penetrating emerald green eyes, full ruby red lips. She was wearing a cream colored blouse that nicely accentuated her ample breasts. Her Burgundy skirt fell to her knee and her long legs looked like heaven on earth. On and on they continued finally ending in a pair of high heels. Her calf muscles were amazing, just thinking about them caused Jake to feel himself strain against the fabric of his boxers.

Jake found a seat where he could easily see the fine beauty. He was waiting to see if anyone would be joining her. After about fifteen minutes of waiting she spotted him looking her way. They made brief eye contact and Jake knew he had to have her. Jake started in her direction, walking with purpose, trying to get her to acknowledge his existence. She never even looked his direction. "Excuse me miss, are you going to Paris as well?"

"Yes actually, I am going on a sabbatical from work. I plan to do a lot of traveling." She told him unsure why she was giving so much information. She saw before her a fairly young man. He was about six feet tall, Hazel eyes, short dark brown hair, clean shaven, well tanned and incredibly good looking. She found herself sounding more interested than she intended. "Hi, my name is Rachel Owens."

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