Tanya's Treat by Karen Blayne

Oh by the way red tape first.

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I held her in my arms, “You deserve a treat after the way you've been treated. What would you like? Money is no object.” She looked up at me “Well you know that conference you're thinking of going to?” “Yes?” “Well you mentioned it was at the hotel that normally caters for the jet set so I thought if I could come with you I could pretend I was part of the jet set just for a week.” “Well that's easy and not too expensive.” “Oh but I'd want a wardrobe to fit in with the jet set.” “Go ahead and spend my money but I'm not sure how much time I have to spare you any attention.” She grinned at me “I'm a big girl now I'm sure I can find some amusement.” “Just stay away from the gambling tables. I'm not sure even I could afford that.” She kissed me on the cheek before saying she was off shopping before I changed my mind.

We wondered down to breakfast together and a well dressed young man came and stood behind us in the queue waiting to be seated. Two expensively dressed girls of the type that conferences seem to attract stepped out from the corner and sidled up behind him. Tanya turned and hooked her arm through his, “You'll be safer with us.” A look of relief showed on his face and we sat down together at a table covered in white spotless linen. We introduced ourselves and he mentioned he was there to do the tourist bit. Tanya took the menu off me and ordered for me much to Cameron's amusement. “Aren't I allowed even one fried egg with bacon?” “Nitrates are bad for you and as for cream in your coffee don't even think about it.” Well that was the end of that conversation. “I'm doing the conference Tanya has a pile of paperbacks to keep her amused.” “Well there is supposed to be some type of museum in the town if you're care to come with me?” “As long as I can bring my paperback I've just got to the bit where the evil count has the heroine trapped in his castle in the Alps.” He looked at me for permission “As long as she's back in time for tea.” Tanya pulled her tongue out at me. I headed off for the first session and let them go to play tourist.

“How did you get on?” I asked over our evening meal. “Oh Cameron and I enjoyed ourselves looking round the museum and then we had an ice cream afterwards.” “Has the wicked count had his way with the heroine yet?” “You know I was so well entertained that I didn't open the pages. I'll read it in bed tonight.” Tanya wondered off to the ladies room which I understand had been featured in an architectural magazine and won some type of award.

“Your wife is beautiful.” “I like to think so, virtuous as well.” “Care to bet on her virtue?” “I won't want to take your money, no. I'd bet the house on her.” “So a million dollars?” “A million is quite a lot to me but nothing to yourself, if we were to bet it would have to be something you value, your freedom, if you lose you have to offer marriage to a female graduate of my choice.” There that should stop any more talk I thought. “Done but not a word to Tanya.” My he was confident but I took in a deep breath, this was one bet I couldn't lose so I said the fatal words “Agreed.” “Done.”

The next morning there weren't any sessions of interest so Tanya and I went down to the pool. She had me swimming twenty lengths for the exercise. Still she swam with me, and gave me a hug and a kiss as a reward. As I climbed out of the pool I noticed the expensively dressed bikinis seemed to have gone crotchless this year. One enterprising young lady dipped her fingers in her pussy then licked them clean all the while looking directly at me in invitation. “Let's get back to our room and take a shower, too much sunshine is bad for you.”

Tanya and Cameron spent the week spending time together. Sometimes it was just walks on the beach sometimes it was exploring back streets in the local town.

Friday evening Tanya seemed quietly excited. When we arrived at our table and the waiter arrived with the menus she took them off us and simply said “We'll have the special.” “How was your day?” I asked to be polite. “Well this morning Cameron and I won the duplicate bridge tournament and this afternoon I was busy with my own things, I think Cameron lazed by the pool and admired the fashions.” When the main course arrived and I tasted it a memory went off at the back of my mind, this was a dish I'd had before. “Quite superb, it reminds me of a meal I had it must be ten years ago now in Lyon.” “No it was eight years ago.” Contradicted Tanya. Then it clicked, “Wasn't that the time when you worked in your Uncle's restaurant in Lyon during your vacation? And I seem to recall you mentioning it was one you created under the chef's guidance?” Cameron looked startled. “You mean you cooked this?” “Well it was a team effort I couldn't manage three hundred portions by myself but yes I oversaw the preparation of your meal this evening.” “I'm impressed.” Cameron looked it as well. Tanya made a small curtsey whilst seated, I still don't know how she managed it but she did. I was intrigued “How did you manage to take over the kitchen?” “Oh some guy in a yacht hired the chef at lunch time and I overheard the staff panicking so volunteered my services mentioning my uncle's restaurant.”

“Will you be OK if I leave you for an hour or so there are a couple of people from the conference I'd like to meet and discuss a few things.” She turned to Cameron, “Business always comes first, what can you do with him?” then she turned back to me “Well if Cameron doesn't mind baby sitting me?” I left them together and drifted over to the bar. An hour later I looked up questioningly at Tanya and she nodded reassuringly at me.

Next morning they joined me for breakfast. Tanya was glowing. “Enjoy last night?” She blushed and nodded, “Did you remember to ring your wife this morning?” She asked I wasn't looking but I could feel the shock from across the table. “Yes dear.” She glowered at me. “But you're wearing a wedding ring!” He blurted, “Oh I'm not married, that's just to keep the creeps away.” “Tanya is my executive assistant who burnt the midnight oil for three months and spotted a clause in a contract that differed from the verbal agreement would have cost us a few million. As to being married I suspect she'll be getting a proposal of marriage very shortly.” She thought for a moment then turned to Cameron and fluttered her eyelashes “I accept.”