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  Wasn’t it his job to figure out who the people were and get what the prince wanted when he wanted it? If he can remember that there was a woman named Nancy then the guide could find some way to find her. The prince made himself at home in the lobby while the tour guide dispatched a couple of people to find Nancy.

  Less than five minutes later Nancy was back, looking confused. Prince Alfred took her aside, waving away the people who were usually hovering around him at events like this. He lowered his voice and said to Nancy, “are you free to meet me for a drink this evening?”

  Nancy looked at him and did not speak and he wondered if he had spoken too low. Maybe she didn’t hear him? But she did and she nodded.

  “Where can I pick you up?” He asked. She reached into her pocket and took out a notebook and a little pen. She wrote a name and address on a scrap of paper and handed it to him.

  “Thank you. I’ll see you at eight.”

  Getting Nancy

  Although his evenings were relatively free, Prince Alfred was rarely left alone. His only saving grace was that he could choose to stay all alone. He chose to be alone and not go out playing poker. Instead, he had his assistant arrange for a car to pick up Nancy and bring her to the hotel. He debated writing a note to have the driver give to Nancy when he picked her up.

  He was pretty sure that she would find it very odd to be picked up by a car and delivered to a hotel. Eventually he chose not to send a personal note. He would just explain it to her when she arrived, if she arrived.

  Shortly after eight she did arrive. The driver had walked her to the hotel room suite. Nancy was dressed in a sensible outfit. She was wearing black slacks with a pale blue mock turtleneck and a hip length jacket with a flared hem that was patterned in a matching pale blue with black swirls throughout.

  “It’s so good of you to come.” Alfred said. “I’m sorry I couldn’t give you more detailed information at the time and well it’s very brave of you to just be here without any proper explanation.”

  “Nothing is brave about it. It is just pure curiosity.”

  “Make yourself at home”. He indicated a comfortable chair. Nancy settled in. The prince explained that he could not pick her up himself and he didn’t want to draw too much attention to her so he chose this way for them to get together.

  “We can make plans to do anything you would like to do now,” Alfred said.

  Prince wasn’t sure what the next step was. This was a complete anomaly for him, sitting here in his own hotel suite with this gorgeous hunk of a woman. He knew nothing about her other than her first name and where she worked.

  He wanted to laugh. That was about as much as he knew about just about anybody. Maybe he knew their last name too, what did he really know about any of these people other than their role in his life.

  If Nancy wanted to go out to dinner, they would go. If she wanted to go for a walk, they would go. This was not something new for Alfred. Letting the evening play out according to duties and expectations. The only thing different was that he had no idea what Nancy would want to do.

  Nancy had a peaceful aura that soothed him. He was glad that she was there partly because he was lonely and partly because he wanted to touch her and make love to her. And yet, while he desired her, it wasn’t just about the potential for sex.

  Prince Alfred had a streak of shyness that he sometimes suspected was a large part of his personality. But when you are a prince such as he is, there are many methods of conversation and communication that allowed him to hide his shyness.

  He never had to break the ice in any social gathering because his people did that for him. He never had to make any plans regarding meals or drinks or entertainment because his people did that for him.

  He never had to explain his actions to anybody – well because he was a prince from a long line of royals who were used to doing whatever they want to do and to hell with the consequences.

  “I hope you don’t think this is too strange of me. Inviting you here like this. But you see it becomes impossible for me to arrange to meet you in a restaurant. We would be left alone for a minute.”

  “I didn’t think it was strange at all,” she hesitated, “I mean, having me picked up and brought here. But I did wonder…well, I spent most of the day trying to figure out why you wanted to see me.”

  “There was some sort of connection,” Alfred said. “As soon as I saw you I felt that I wanted to get to know you better. It’s just that these tours of facilities are such a whirlwind and we barely get a chance to know the people or talk to them.”

  He continued, “There was something about your eyes. They are kind. And I thought perhaps you would be kind if I asked you for a date.”

  She looked at him and nodded in understanding.

  “We can go out, if you like,” Alfred said. “It’s not much of the date coming to the suite.”

  “I like it. This is a gorgeous room.”

  Alfred said, “We can at least have room service. They have a great menu. Just tell me what you want and they will get it for you.”

  Nancy smiled, “I’ll leave that up to you. There isn’t anything I don’t like. Well, I don’t like liver and onions but I don’t think that would be the kind of thing that they have on the menu here.”

  “Oh we get anything we want. We’re not limited to what’s on the menu.”

  Alfred placed an order selecting a variety of hors d’oeuvres and entrées.

  There was a well-equipped bar in the suite and he offered Nancy something to drink. She said she would like a glass of wine. As he handed her a glass of merlot, he said, “Tell me about yourself.”

  When most people are asked such a question, there is a certain and sudden shyness that comes over them. Think about it. What is there about you that you can tell someone in a few words? Your physical attributes they can see. They don’t need to know if you are twenty-six or forty-six or sixty-six. They just have to look at you and they can see an approximation of your age.

  Nancy hesitated and then said, “I’m a registered nurse. I grew up in Boston. I guess there is nothing really special about me at all.”

  It was also evident that Nancy had a good sense of humor. She continued, “It’s kind of funny, you know, but I keep wanting to ask you the same kind of question – getting to know you kind of questions. But I read all about you in the magazines.” She hesitated and then continued, “And the tabloids. So I really know a lot about you. I even know when your birthday is.”

  “So you’ve read the tabloids?”

  “I have to tell you the truth. Until this afternoon I didn’t know a whole lot about you other than who you were and of course because I worked there, I knew you were coming to the nursing home. But after I went online and did a little search and well I guess I know a lot about you now.”

  Alfred liked her openness and he raised his glass in a toast and said, “Here’s to getting to know each other.”

  “Ask me anything and I’ll try to answer it.” Nancy sipped her wine.

  The prince said, “And you ask me anything and I’ll try to answer it.”

  Nancy said, “There is one big question I’d love to know the answer to. With all the beautiful women that hang around you, why did you ask me to come here tonight?” She tried to make it a light question but the underlying tension of the question was clearly heard in her voice.

  “It was a whim.” Alfred realized that sounded a little flippant and wondered what the best way was to tell her that his fantasies, his sexual fantasies centered on women that were built like her.

  He could tell that she was a no nonsense woman and he imagined that being a registered nurse was not the kind of job that a fainthearted person would take on. Nurses deal with people in distress and people dying.

  “I’m not trying to be presumptuous but I find your appearance very attractive.” He held up his two hands in a yielding motion. “I’m not trying to take advantage of you. I just want to spend some time with you because well, to
be completely frank, I never get many chances to be with someone that I find as appealing as you are.”

  “Are you putting me on?” Nancy frowned at him looking completely puzzled. “You find me attractive?”

  “Immensely.” He looked deep into her eyes. They were sitting in two soft chairs facing each other with about three feet between them.

  Nancy said, “I was about to ask you another question but I realize that I already asked my one question.”

  “You can have a second question.”

  “What is attractive about this body?” She gestured with her hands outlining her rotund shape.

  “You are my fantasy woman.” He shrugged.

  Room service arrived and as they nibbled away at the hors d’oeuvres, the two people chatted, sharing little tidbits of information and by the time they were finishing the entrées, they were much more relaxed with each other.

  Alfred recognized certain shyness in Nancy and he realized that he recognized it because he too had the same shyness. It was just a lot easier to hide his shyness behind his coterie of assistants.

  After the meal, which had lasted for nearly two hours, Nancy said, “You’re much different than I expected.”

  “Is that a good thing?”

  “I think it is. There’s something you should know – I was pretty nervous about coming here tonight. I mean, I’ve never been in a hotel with a man in my life.” She blushed and then giggled but it was a cute little giggle, “I really should be careful what I say.”

  “No. No. Don’t be careful about what you say. I love what you said. The whole point of this evening was for us to sit here and talk to each other and get to know each other. So don’t be shy. Say whatever is on your mind.”

  “There is one thing on my mind and I might as well take you up on your kind offer to let me say what is on my mind so here it is: Was part of this evening a plan to seduce me?”

  “That really wasn’t the plan. I mean it would be wonderful if I could seduce you or if you could seduce me. At the time I got the sudden notion that I want to see you there was no grand plan behind it. I just knew that it was one of those now or never things.”

  He looked at her and saw the sparkle in her eyes. “Now I have a question for you Nancy. Is it your intention to seduce me?”

  “Oh I would love to seduce you. I have no experience in seduction and the truth is that I have no idea where to start.”

  “You mean you’ve never seduced anyone?”

  “No,” she said. “And before you ask, no one has ever seduced me either.”

  “No one has ever seduced you? But that means that I don’t even have to be very good at seduction because you have no benchmark against which to judge me.” Prince Alfred spoke in a way that showed he was being facetious.

  However there was a strange element of truth to what he said. He was not used to doing seduction because most of the time when he was alone with the woman, it was the woman who was the one making the moves.

  “Are you a virgin?” He asked.

  Nancy nodded. “I have always been kind of shy and never had a lot of dates. You know, because of my weight.”

  Alfred reached down and picked up one of her feet. He had to adjust his chair to bring it in close enough to her so that he could rest her foot on his lap. He removed her shoe and took her soft and smooth foot between his hands. He played with each of her toes individually and then with her entire foot, feeling its shape and playing with the tiny bones under her skin and her delicate ankle.

  He was looking at her foot when he spoke.

  “I have no intention of luring you into something you don’t want to do.”

  “Oh Alfred I wish you would lure me into something. I always hoped my first time would be special and I can’t think of anything more special than making love with you. It’s like a dream come true. You and I are about the same age and I always used to play those games where I was the princess and Prince Charming would come and rescue me and right now I feel like I’m dreaming.”

  She stopped talking for a moment but continued when he smiled at her. “It must be your hands on my feet but I feel like you’ve just turned on a source of pure happiness inside me. I’m teeming with thoughts and feelings and sensations that I’ve never felt before.”

  Under his trousers, Prince Alfred’s cock was stiff and as hard as a rock. He looked at her foot and then reached down to bring her other foot up to rest on his lap. Her chubby little feet were delicious looking and he wanted to suck her toes.

  “I’m feeling kind of the same way.” He spoke but did not look at her.

  “How could you? I know for a fact that you’re not a virgin.” She laughed a deep humor-filled laugh. “I read in the tabloids.”

  “There is a way in which I am somewhat of a virgin. I have indeed had sex just as the tabloids reported. But…I have never made love to a woman with a generous and voluptuous body like yours. Except in my wildest dreams and fantasies.”

  He lifted a foot to his lips and he took her big toe in his mouth and sucked it as a baby would suck a soother. The texture and the shape and the slightly salty taste of her skin satisfied him in a way that he had never been satisfied before.

  This was new territory for him and there was a genuine attraction to Nancy that he had never before experienced. He sucked each of her tiny toes one at a time. He then turned his attention to her other foot and gave it the same treatment.

  He turned to look up at her and rising from his chair he leaned over and kissed her, a deep soul kiss. His cock throbbed and his hands sank into the warm flesh of her body. She leaned into him and responded as he kissed her.

  She reached up and placed her arms around his neck, her wrists resting gently on the back of his shoulders. At the same time he reached down so that his hands were resting on the sides of her breasts. He could feel the heat of her through her sweater. He pulled her toward him and as he did she stood.

  “Let’s go to the bed,” she said. She let her jacket slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor as they moved toward the bed. He unbuttoned his shirt.

  He was a tall narrow-shouldered but compactly muscled man. Nancy pulled off her own sweater and she didn’t care that it tousled her hair. Her pants had an elastic waistband and they were very easy to slip off. She pulled them down along with her panties and stepped out of them leaving them on the floor.

  As she did this, Alfred unhitched her oversized bra and released her enormous globes. She was very fair skinned and her flesh rolled and gently sloped from her neck to her knees. Her breasts were large and the weight of them made them point down so that her nipples were aimed directly at the floor.

  Nancy looked at him and ran her hands over his lean and hairy chest. “I have seen a lot of male bodies in pictures but never in real life like this.”

  She looked down at his crotch and the way his penis curved up from his neatly nestled balls. His cock was long and slender, it was so engorged.

  It curved up like the bottom part of the handle of the teacup swooping gently away from his body and then pointing straight up. She pressed her body against him and she felt his hardness.

  He guided her onto the bed and they snuggled against each other, each of them reveling in the way the other one felt. Alfred couldn’t help pushing his cock against her flesh, each stroke bringing him closer to an orgasm that promise to be explosive.

  “If I don’t slow down I may spray all over you,” the prince said.

  Making Royal Love

  Nancy had lost track of time and was nothing but pure sensation. Even in her dreams of sexual fantasy, she had never felt like this. Her entire body was a sex organ. His hands on her belly and her tits and her ass made her tingle.

  When he moved his hand down between her legs, she was shy to part her thighs but his hand persisted and she opened up for him.

  The first contact of his fingers on her clit made her moan with pleasure. He did not keep on moving his hand. Instead, he stayed with his fingers pla
ying with her tiny swollen nub of pleasure.

  “Oh but I want you,” he whispered. Her only reply was to move her hips against his probing fingers.

  “I will be gentle,” he said. He moved his long body over hers, stopping to lick her swollen boobs. He caught a nipple between his teeth and sucked, hard. The intensity of his desire was almost overwhelming.

  He began to move his head and tongue and lips to her soft center and he stopped to bury his entire face in her belly. His hands were full of her flesh and as much as he did not want to take his busy fingers away from her love button, he wanted to feel the fullness of her heat and roundness.

  Nancy knew she was not agile and she wanted to apologize for not being more active but aside from not being able to move as easily as Alfred did, she was weak from the sensations that were crowding into her nerve centers.

  She told him she loved what he was doing and then she said she wished she could make him feel the way that he was making her feel.

  “Oh but you are,” he said.

  “What can I do…?” she began and he said, “Just let me have my way with you. I love your body.” As he spoke, he kissed her belly and the side of her hips and then her tender inner thighs.

  He was awash in her sea of flesh and it felt like resting upon clouds. He knelt between her spread legs and nestled himself closely against the heat of her crotch. His cock was damp from his own juices that were beginning to leak out of his cockhead and the dampness of her virgin cunt.

  Prince Alfred wanted to go slow. He poised his cock so that the tip of it was against her hymen. A gentle thrust and a second thrust and he knew that a third thrust would only make it harder to stop. He slowed down, taking a break to play with her enormous tits.

  He wanted to envelope all of her in his hands, touch every square inch of her body, rub his cock against every crevice of her body. He also did not want to move away from this classic position where he laid his lean and taut body between her big thighs and felt the heat of her pussy waiting for his entrance into her pleasure hole.