My Pretty Little Slaves Chaper 4 Renee s Daughters
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Gee’s turn:
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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Tales of an English RoseBy Lauries HusbandPART ONEThe cell phone on the bedside table chirped, momentarily breaking the concentration of the beautiful blonde laying back against the mound of pillows piled up against the headboard. The second chirp sent one hand towards the intrusive device and the other hand between her legs where it firmly held the curly black hair of the resort’s bartender in place. She pressed the little green button as the third chirp began.?Just a minute, Bob-cuck. Why...
Marie offered Janice a drink, which she eagerly accepted as she sat down to watch Kat punish Kelly Ann with the tawse. The sight of the beautiful, naked blonde spanking her friend made Janice immediately hot, and part of her wanted to dive right in; but there was plenty of time, and anyway there was something pure in this moment that she didn’t want to disturb.Kelly moaned through her gag as Kat let her have it, going a little harder than Kelly had. When it was over Kelly expected to be untied,...
It took me half the night to read the report on Mr. Greg Sands. Several times I had to put the report down and have a slug of straight whiskey. The report had shaken me to my very core. I might have known my friend Sandman at 18 years of age but the person at 28 was a sick twisted animal. The report gave me all the answers I was looking for and I thanked God that I wasn’t the target of his rage. I was sure Peterson Sr. had read this report and must have had a good old fashioned belly laugh,...
Since Mare became a certified preggo (hopefully a white baby and that part is questionable) all she ever spoke of was another go with my Frederick. We had a Tuesday free at least till school bus time. I spoke to Frederick, he had no problem servicing us both and we decided on his place. It was a very early start. I let us in and we find Frederick half asleep. "My best girls" we are greeted with a big smile. Big boy goes to the bathroom starts brushing the pearly whites teeth and hollers...
Heels: The Ultimatum 5 - Kelly's Seduction By Deane Christopher Copyrighted 2003 Synopsis of Chapter 4: Gale's Quandary Though Dennis, whenever functioning as his feminine alter ego, Kelly, continued to restrain herself from engaging in anything could be misconstrued as being even mildly suggestive, the same could not be said for Gale. Owing to the fact that she was a touchy-feellie kind of person to begin with, she was, with increasing frequency, overstepping the...
This story began 14 years ago , the destination was very ready to reunion us as we should be . I was porn in a happy family with dad and mom and my younger sister ,5 years difference. she was and still beautiful and nice loving girl . we had spent very good time in playing and doing things seemed to us very normal , like kissing , hugging and even playing in our privates in the back yard , in our bed room some times in her bed or mine .when she reached 18 her cloths and under wear must be...
Incest“You know, I still don’t understand why the house elves don’t try and speak out against their masters more like Dobby! I mean, why would they be willing to serve anyone for no pay or pensions?” Ron, rolling his eyes turned to Hermione. “I’ve told you already! House elves LIKE to work. They don’t want pay or pensions or sick leave! Its not in their nature” Harry continued listening to their bickering while he continued to concentrate on trying to find a place where the DA could hold...
Master Byron The capture of a Beauty Gemma Jones The great building sat nestled in the forest, it was known to the village people that Byron was not ?normal? his presence was only ever experienced in the dead of night, once a year as he came to claim his next woman. What he did to them was never known but in the 25 years none had ever returned, and stranger still rumour had it that his looks had never aged as time would have it. To all who REALLY knew, Byron was a creature of the night, a...
Your Wish Come True by Pol Roger Chapter 7 Mind and Body A day of pampering can cheer a girl up MANDY made sure she was up early, before six o'clock. She showered and dressed in comfortable clothes, a loose pink, grey and white gym outfit with pink and white runners and a hooded top. She had bought the outfit the day before with Emma. She put her hair in a ponytail with a pink scrunchy...
We had just finished dinner and mom was cleaning up. She loaded the dirty pots and pans into the dishwasher. She didn’t talk to me. Instead she let her actions speak for her. Slamming pots and pans were her way of conveying her anger. “Kait, you are a foolish girl. You had better tell me what you were thinking. Tell me!” she ordered. Her face was red with anger and I knew she wasn’t going to let this go anytime soon. If she wasn’t ignoring me, she was begging for a fight. “Mom- for the...
Spankingserviced apartment part 1 - https://xhamster.com/stories/serviced-apartment-598743I still held her against the wall, pressing her against the wall. She opened her eyes and looked deep into my eyes with her sensual brown eyes, she kissed me deeply then moved down to my chest unbuttoning my shirt as went.She kissed and nibbled my chest and nipples as she moved lower, past my abdomen and buried her face into my groin. To my surprise she licked, and sucked my cock and clean of my come and her own...
I’ve been a swinger for over four years now. Most of the experiences my husband and I had were very hot. We’ve done one on one, MFM, FMF, two couples, and only had one bad encounter. All of them will not be enjoyable. When hubby was still here, we played together, never apart, even going to TSC, which is The Social Club, a sex club in Nashville , TN. Of course those of you that are my friends know I will soon to be divorced. I for one don’t intend to give up swinging. One couple, who we had a...
Group SexGrace started on her project to expand her fleet of trucks. Naturally, the first person she talked to was Greg. He was enthusiastic. “How many requests have you had?” was his first question. “Two or three a week but three out of five are for one offs at too short notice. Angie’s been transferring those to Claire.” “They’re always too short notice,” said she. “They must be crackers. Have they never heard of a blooming telephone?” Grace and Greg chuckled. “And therefore probably totally...
Joey becomes my SlavePart OneOn the flight back from my birthday trip to Maui Joey asked if we could move to the rear of the plane so she could ask me something? I was puzzled by this but said, " Okay. "After we moved to seats in the back she said, " Your husband Mark said IF you wanted me, I could offer myself to you as your final and forever, birthday gift? "I looked into her eyes and said, "I've already had you as part of my birthday gift in Hawaii. What are you suggesting here? "She looked...
It’s dark on the streets of Munich. The weather has gotten cold. Not too cold for this time of the year, but cold. I have been wandering the streets for an hour now. Trying to sort my thoughts. People pass me by, tourists, couples, families. Family. My face darkens again. I rub my eyes and take a sharp left turn, since I was walking on one of the main streets, leading to the Marienplatz, Munich’s main square. The noise of the crowd starts moving to the distance. Other than the...