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I made it to Tuesday. I pulled my phone out at noon, punched up HIS number. It rang a few times before, “Hey, Gee! What’s up?”
“Are you on the high seas?”
“No, actually I’m motoring to the shipyard. They have some space on a dry dock and I can take advantage of it to get a bottom job.”
“Bottom job,” I snickered. “Kinky. And you’re telling me this for what reason?”
“A bottom job is...”
“I know, I know... Dorable. I just like jerking your chain. So what do you do while that’s happening?”
“I load up all the laundry, empty out the fridge, pack up Pickles and turn into a denizen of dry land.”
“Oh. I was calling to see...”
“Maybe by Friday,” he said.
“How’re you gonna get from the shipyard to your car?”
“I was gonna bum a ride.”
“I can pick you up after four.”
“Hey, that’d be wonderful. Then I can drop Pickles off at the house and take you to dinner...”
“I eat dinner,” I said, feeling just a little bit giddy. “We’re talking about that shipyard south of town?”
“Yeah.” He explained exactly where I needed to show up.
I hung up, shoved the phone back into my purse, tossed my head back, eyes closed, thinking. This is different. The boat? Our own little world. Just him and me. This is different. Well, if there’s any ‘here’ here, I need to see the guy in more normal surroundings. I’m trying to imagine what kind of house might belong to a guy who lives on a houseboat.
Is it worth the risk? Silly me. We’ll be on dry land, not stuck up some dark channel in a primeval swamp. That’s a bit safer. And he DOES like cats.
At four-thirty I pull into the fenced parking lot of the shipyard. There he is, those darned baggy shorts, an army surplus duffel bag, an ice chest and a pet carrier with a very aggravated cat inside.
I rolled my window down. “Pardon me, sailor! Lookin’ for a good time?”
“Always,” he laughed.
We loaded the cat carrier into the back seat and his bags into the trunk. “Now, I think I know where your home marina is. Other side of town, right?”
“Yeah. How’re YOU doin’?”
“Actually, better. You’re my adventure for the day.”
“Me?” Pickles meowed. “Or Pickles.”
“Poor Pickles,” I said. “In a cage. How abusive.”
“I have special canned cat food at the house waiting for him. He’ll be okay. You and me, though ... What’s on your mind for dinner?”
“Can we go to that new steakhouse? I’ve heard...”
“So have I,” he said.
“I can pay my own way.”
“Hardly! You’ve saved me a lot of trouble by volunteering to transport me and my companion. Dinner’s a vestige of payback.”
“A vestige?”
“Of payback, Gee. I’d take you to dinner, wheels or no wheels.”
“I didn’t call you to mooch a meal.”
“Didn’t think you did. Are you trying to argue over this?”
“No...” in my ‘little girl’ voice. Dunno why I used it. Never works. Then I saw his face. Maybe it does.
“Then I need to go home, get Pickles some food and water out, shower and shave and change clothes, then come get you...”
“You don’t know where I live. Why don’t I just follow YOU home and feed Pickles while you do all that? Then we can go together.”
“Where DO you live?”
“An anthill.”
“Anthill?”
I named the apartment complex.
“They’re NICE apartments,” he stated.
“But it’s still an anthill. We do what we can,” I said.
“I sort of avoid all that...” he replied.
“So now I get to see what you’re hiding from,” I said.
“Yeah ... Follow me?”
“Sure.”
I followed him out of the marina, over several different roads, a chunk of interstate highway, then off and into the woods, finally pulling off a secondary road onto a gated driveway. I saw him reach up to his visor and punch a remote. The gate opened, letting us in. The driveway was rather long, with a twist hiding the house from the road. When we rounded the bend, I saw his house, set back under trees. It wasn’t a BIG house.
He got out of his car as I exited my own. First thing he grabbed was the pet carrier. Pickles glared through the door at us.
I grabbed one of the duffel bags and followed him. Funny. When he reached the front door, all he did was turn the knob and walk in. I looked at the lock. One of those high-tech things. I commented.
“Works great for just this occasion,” he said. “Just drop the bag. Let me let Pickles out.” He put the pet carrier on the floor, opening the door. Pickles glared.
“He’s mad at me for uprooting him. Cats don’t like change.”
I squatted down to Pickles’ level. “Poooooor kitty...” Over my shoulder I told him, “Go do your thing. I’m good here.”
As Josh walked out of the room, Pickles exited his carrier, pushing his round head into my waiting hand, purring. I plopped cross-legged onto the floor, petting him, then thought a bit. I got up, found his water bowl in the kitchen, filled it for him. Gotta take care of the cat. I went back into the living room, sat on the sofa, looking around.
It’s apparent to me that Josh is pretty organized. Bookcases and shelves lined the walls on both sides of a large-screen TV. I saw books, DVDs, a piece of interesting ceramic art, and a cream-white-and-blue mug with a US Navy insignia on it.
I stood up, browsed the books and DVDs, finding an eclectic range of titles. That’s a bit of data. It appears to me to be reliable data. The titles on this bookshelf match the range of titles on board his boat.
I hear the shower stop, so I raise my voice. “Cat food! You’re starving your kitty.”
“Tall cabinet. Middle shelf. Make sure it’s cat food. I don’t want to feed him tuna!”
“Got it,” I replied. “Finish your ablutions!”
Pickles knows what’s in that cabinet because as soon as I retrieve the can he’s twining around my legs. I dump the glop into his bowl. It’s something he likes. He hardly notices my hand stroking his back while he scarfs down the food.
He’s got a nice recliner. I sank back into it, heard faint sounds coming from what I assumed to be the master bedroom.
Presently he walked out. “Bored?” he asked.
“Nope. Nice house. Happy cat.”
“Want the tour?”
“I’d like that.”
“Okay. You’ve seen the kitchen and the living room.” He turned. “Master bedroom.”
“You’re the only one who lives here,” I said, noting the queen bed, properly made up.
“Pickles would argue with you.”
“Of course,” I replied.
Pickles jumped up onto the bed as if to make sure we were including him in any discussion of occupancy.
“Did you decorate this place?”
“If by ‘decorate’, you mean ‘Bought the stuff that’s here’, then the answer is yes. Does it expose me as a total Neanderthal?”
“No, it’s practical yet tasteful. Works. How much time do you actually spend here?”
“Oh, a few days a month,” he said. “Come in, check mail, do a bit of shopping if I need something...” His face changed subtly. “Land-based version of the boat.”
“Interesting,” I said. “What’s the rest of the house?”
He led me up the hall. “Guest room.”
“Really IS a guest room,” I noted. “Most of the time, ‘guest room’ is filled with junk.”
“Oh, now if you wanna talk ‘junk’, here’s my hobby room.” He opened a door. “Hobby stuff. Bench in the corner – ham radio. This bench – handloading ammunition. Big black thing over there – gun safe.”
“You do all those?”
“Yep. Geek, with an affinity for projectile weapons. Does that scare you off?”
I smirked and snickered. “Hardly. If I had a house like this, I’d never leave home...”
“I do that sometimes,” he smiled. “But I still get a bit more solitude on the boat.” He led me out through the back door into a covered patio overlooking a small hedged yard. There was a birdbath in the center.
The whole place looked pretty well kept up for having an owner who spent weeks away. I mentioned that.
“I have a yard guy – a couple, actually, who come in. They air out the house, take care of the yard, make sure that I don’t walk in on a disaster.”
“You seem to have your life tied up in a neat little package.”
“Mostly,” he replied. “A little solitude’s nice. Too much is, well ... And Pickles is a very good companion, but conversations are a bit one-sided. His vocabulary is limited.”
“Great!” I quipped. “I’m better conversation than your cat.”
“Whole lot prettier, too,” he retorted.
I almost glowed when he dropped that. I guess that every girl wants to be told she’s attractive. “Thank you,” I squeaked. “Nice to be told.”
“Oh, come on. You know it.”
“I know of no such thing. You may be hanging around with me because I’m pushy and you’re sympathetic.”
“Pickles likes you. He’s an excellent judge of character.
“Now, take me somewhere and feed me a steak.”
“You like steak?”
“A good one,” I said. “Kind of pricey – good ones, I mean. I’ve not had good luck where steak isn’t the feature of the place. And how we’re dressed...”
He eyed me up and down. “Tell you what, I go back in, put on something a bit nicer, then we go to YOUR apartment, you upgrade YOUR outfit, then I take you to that place for a NICE steak...”
“It’s gonna have to be a good steak to get me into a dress.”
“It’s a good one.” He named the place.
“I can’t afford that, Josh,” I said.
“I can. For both of us. It’s a date, Gee. You’re not expected to pay your way. My treat.”
That’ what happened. Delightful dinner. Late movie, in which I practically forced myself into his side for the cuddles I desired. Goodnight kisses at my apartment door without even a hint of ‘nightcaps’ or whatever other sleazy line some guy might use to get his repayment for dinner and a movie.
Now there’s a foundation for a relationship. A week later we’ve been together every evening. He’s onshore, the boat getting a very thorough bottom job in drydock.
And in the whole time, he’s NEVER pushed me past the point of some truly serious kissing and hugging. Now, that hugging and kissing thing, though, after I pushed for the first time or two, he’s as likely to start it as I am. And it’s good. Very good.
So it’s Friday afternoon and he’s asked for my help. He tells me that he’s already been to the boatyard, Dorable in the water, and he’s restocked her with perishables preparatory to him taking her back out. He’s taken her back to the home marina. My part is easy enough. I meet him at the home marina, take him to get his car at the boat yard, follow him back to his home marina, where he’s leaving his car.
That’s the dividing point. I could easily just drop him off and go home.
Or... “Is this like your ‘return to solitude’ trip?”
“Huh?”
“You’ve been onshore for a week and a half. Is this where you motor off into the deep swamps and re-establish your chakras or whatever?”
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Chapter 1: Slave FurlongThe blue minivan was marked with the Silver Wolf Slave Advocacy logo. Inside were three people. Riding in the front were a man and a woman in fashionable business suits. Clipped to their jacket pockets were ID badges. Both were citizens—neither wore slave collars or Legal Resident wristbands. The naked man in the back wore a metal slave collar around his neck and was in the Nevada Department of Public Safety-approved 7-point slave vehicular restraint system. Metal bands...
I guess I've always been sexually aware. From my earliest childhood the need to touch and be touched has always been paramount and I learned at a very early age how to touch that sacred little orifice between my legs and give myself the ultimate pleasure. At the age of seven I was regularly giving myself multiple orgasms at night in bed not knowing that the best was yet to come. I matured at a very young age. Frankly, at thirteen I had the breasts and curvaceous body of an eighteen year...
First TimeMom called me and said she had not seen me in ages and wanted to have me over for supper. When I got there she asked if I wanted a beer or a shot of tequila, both I said. She got me the drinks and the same for herself. She is not a drinker and I said she had no chance at keeping up with me. She said she would do her damndest to make me eat my words. After about an hour, three beers and four shots later she said she had to pee. When she came back almost ten minutes later she was wearing her...
After five year since my last encounter with sukhmani I was still hungry for more.(Refer: Awsome sex with lavanya sukhmani), I again got the opportunity to go back to my village. This time I have my company car with me as I was promoted to Assistant HR Manager. I was in ten day trip to my village. I went to the village market and there I found sukhmani. She had not changed even a bit. She did not notice me first. I waited for her to finish with her shopping and come out of the market. When she...
hey friends this is angad back with another story that happened recently when i returned back to my hometown. i would like to thanks readers for the response to my old story breaking virginity of my girlfriend. if any girls aunts or ladies want to have fun or have no strings attached relation they can contact me on It all started when i came back from my college in vacations and was at home doing nothing. Since my girlfriend too moved abroad it has been a while I dint had sex and my tool was...
i went to my first lesson and im guessing everyone had been talking about what they have seen because when i walked in the class was completely silent. i went to my set with everyone watching me. harvey walked into class a few seconds later and im guessing he was enjoying all the attention because he had that sexy smile on his face. harvey walked up to me and told the person in the seat next to me to move (of course being football capitain the guy moved straight away) harvey held out his...
10th May 1941. The Feathers opened for business as usual that night. It was only a few days later that everyone realised that this night was to be the last big fling of the Luftwaffe. By the end of the night the total of deaths would have risen to 43,000 civilians killed. As usual the sirens sounded as darkness fell which was not unusual as it had now been 57 continuous days since the start of the Blitz on London. Tony hoped that soon Fay would be joining him, as she had despite many...
Shannon worked hard the next day, and our "quiz" went much more easily for her. Her ass was very sore, and I realized that she was not going to be able to sit through her classes if I kept it that way, so I whipped her thighs instead. She cried, but did not lose her grip as she had on Saturday. I congratulated her, and laid out a schedule for getting her through her courses. Except for classes, meals, exercise, and "quizzes", she was to spend essentially all her time studying to pass her...
So we spent lots of time talking from across the way, eating together, but apart. Rob and Jane came by to say hello a couple times. Laurie and I had a couple more video sessions, no one else around tho. However I did wake up early one morning with John stroking me and he gave me a great blowjob to start my day. The next day I could go home and end all this distancing stuff. We were all pretty much keeping to ourselves, and since no one was leaving the park, then the people already here were a...
Its july 12th 2011 an me an lisa are away on our first holiday. We have decided on all inclusive week in turkey. The place is gorgeous an the weather is so hot, i couldnt have asked to be in a better place with a better person. So far we have been here for 3 days an we are having an amazing time. Tonight were gona go out an have a drink in a couple of the bars. All day I have been keeping a sexy suprise for lisa. I have arranged for 3 lads to join us in the last bar we will be going to that...
Group SexEdyn Blair loves nothing more than to lounge in her shower shampooing and washing her massive hair pie. Well, today she gets a little more than she bargained for when her neighbor Calvin Hardy accidentally sees her and is enamored and drawn to that bushy display of womanhood. Seeing an opportunity for a stiff fuck session, Edyn brings him in and lets Calvin admire her most prized asset. He is immediately all over it, giving it the tongue worship it so richly deserves. From there, it’s...
xmoviesforyouThe early morning light filtered through the drapes, and in the street the first sounds of activity could be heard. A friendly shout between two men echoed up to the room, and Suzanne stirred, opened her eyes and looked about. At first she felt a stab of uncertainty, then she realized where she was. Then she remembered what had happened the night before, and her face went scarlet. She looked over her shoulder and saw Yvonne and Carole, still asleep, their arms about each other, a look of...
After the four on four practice, I was worn out. I got some high fives from all the guys. Roxy was the arbiter, if a foul may have been called. She was fair. Dwight’s four beat my four, 77 to 71. I had 42 of our points, not being greedy, but was being passed to by everybody, so I took the shot! Playing with real pros for nearly the length of a real game was amazing. I had plenty of energy and stamina for the whole time. Roxanne took me back to our hotel so I could take a nice hot...
By : Sexyshree If it were so, you should have told on the first instance only and I would have obliged. She – I was not thinking that my new brother is ready to anything for my sake. Now I am happy that I got you. Yes, my sister I am here to satisfy you by any means. I love you sister, she too said I love you bro. What will I get in return of fulfilling your wish. I said kiss. She showered with kisses, is it enough ? Not like this. She without uttering a single word lip locked me and started...
IncestI had a folder full of pictures but I knew it wouldn’t make the client happy, it never does. I know it’s just part of the job but it’s the worst duty for you see my job is to find cheating spouses. It has to be one of the few careers where the better job you do the less it is appreciated. When they hire you, the client is always sure, they just want your verification but when you do, they’re devastated. I was sure that Mr. Clark would be no different from all the others and as much as I hate...
The pair kissed and hugged, Alice’s generous bare breasts mushing against Dave’s manly chest and making him most aware of the sharp nubbins burrowing into his skin. She was aroused; so was he. He pulled her over on top of him, and Alice fondled his meat until the tip was rubbing against her navel. She rose up on one knee and sank down onto his shaft, totally enveloping him in a feeling of ecstasy for the two of them. “Oh, God. You are so satisfying – so fucking satisfying.” Dave chucked,...