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stopped again. “Anyway”, she said, “it
was very bad what you did, and I decided to make it up to you. But you got off
lightly because I need to go and find someone, a man I know, more of a man than
you will ever be, who would never walk out on me like you did. You won’t see me
again.”
    She resumed the kneading motion again.
Alfonse looked bewildered. He was too absorbed to stop himself, too confused to
know what she meant. Was this a joke? What man? What was going on?
    Ellie saw as the wine waiter approached
with the bottle of champagne. He tried to show it to Alfonse but his face was
frozen into a contortion between ecstasy and horror, and he was fixed on Ellie.
She in turn was now vigorously alternating between intense foot rubbing of his
almost bursting penis, and withdrawing the pleasure for moments at a time to
increase the intensity. The waiter showed her the label, and she nodded without
paying much attention.
    “I thought we would have one more glass of
bubbly”, she said.
    As the waiter worked out the cork she gave
one more intense rub with her foot, then she sat up straight, pulled her
bustier down just slightly, to reveal enough of her cleavage to allow him,
momentarily, the scantest sight of the top of one pink nipple. She threw her
head back, just as she knew he liked to watch her do when she was straddling
him, and grabbing the arms of her chair she raised herself up very slightly as
she did it. Then she looked him directly in the eye. As the cork exploded he
let out a momentous grunt, and his eyes flew up as his body trembled.
    The waiter looked horrified at him.   Ellie stood up to go. A waiter helped
with her chair. Everybody else was still staring at Alfonse.  
    “Sadly, I have a plane to catch, she said,
but I hope you will enjoy the champagne, it’s the most expensive one they
have”.

 
    Five

 
    Once she had got home and had another
power shower, Ellie felt quite relieved and able to get on. Alfonse may be
feeling more than usually diminished and she couldn’t help laughing inside at
the thought of him sat there unable to move. He was confronted with the most
expensive champagne he had ever paid for but would be unable to drink it, or
would have to drink it alone before he was confronted with a huge bill, and
banished forever from the restaurant.   She had not wanted her last memory of him to be the memory of her
humiliation at his hands, that time he had shouted at her and left her alone in
the bar. Now her enduring image of Alfonse would be of him sat in the middle of
an expensive restaurant on his own, having ejaculated into his own trousers in
plain sight of all onlookers, and faced with a huge bill, which he had only been
content to pay when he thought he was getting something out of it. Alfonse
could repent at his leisure, he would get over it eventually, he was too thick
skinned not to, and of the two possible parting images of him this was
certainly the one that Ellie favoured, but having corrected the situation she
was able to put it out of her mind much more quickly then if she had not, and
did not think much about it from then on.
    The urgency of the situation was created
more from the fact that she had a flight booked for the next morning. She had
booked it a couple of months before when she was going home to see her mother,
but her mother had told her shortly afterwards that she was being taken on a
cruise which was to begin the week before. She would be happy to cancel it if
Ellie wanted but Ellie said no of course not, it was a spur of the moment thing
that she had seen a cheap flight and taken it. She did not tell her that it was
non-refundable because it was just one of those things, she did not want her
mother to turn down a cruise for a visit she could make at any time. Her mother
had offered her the use of her flat in London but Ellie was sure she had no
other reason to go back and her mother had offered it to some friends, eager to
reassure herself of the safety