Title: When She Least Expected It Parts 9 & 10: Forward & After the Wake Up Call
Author: Dane Hargreaves - Visit him at Twitter
This story is © by Dane Hargreaves and used with permission.
Note: This story includes BDSM elements. It was be posted in 10 parts over 8 days.
If you haven't read part 8, you can do so here
Candice woke up
8 hours later to the sounds of the shower going again. Despite it being late
morning, the room was pitch black. Every muscle and a lot of the skin on her
body hurt. Last night was something she was going to be reminded of every
single minute of this day. Candice swung her feet onto the floor and strained
to get up to a standing position. As she walked gingerly across the floor to
the bathroom, there was a lovely tingling in the bottoms of her feet and in her
big toes. Candice had to smile to herself, “Who woulda thought? Feet and toes!”
She almost laughed out loud.
She crept into
the bathroom to spy on her new lover. He was leaning forward against the wall,
letting the water wash over his back. He was beautiful – Candice could see the
muscles strain against the skin on his back. Candice leaned against the door
jam and just watched. He must have sensed her presence because he turned around
and looked through the glass, into her eyes and down into her pussy. It
spasmed. Candice caught her breath with her only thought being, “What the
She watched him
as he finished his shower and then dried off. His walked over to Candice and
gave her a light kiss, “And how are you feeling this morning Ms. Lowell?”
back, “Very well, Mr. Foster, and you?”
Hungry. For food.” Candice laughed at his clarification. She was quite famished
herself, so she quickly got ready for the day and they headed down to the
restaurant. They were quite a sight, and it caused quite the commotion amongst
the people that saw them. She couldn’t help but grin when she thought about the
rumour mill at the office the next day. But Candice didn’t give a shit about
that. Not at all. Fuck ‘em.
They shared a
great breakfast; standard southern American stuff. Pancakes, sausages, toast,
the works. They were very, very hungry. Candice was sure that guests noticed
that little tidbit as well. She grinned.
Candice were in their own little world. They talked and talked. Where they were
born. Their childhoods, their hopes, dreams and fantasies. It was like they
were trying to make up for the fact that they hadn’t seen each other since they
were very young. There was quiet, deep discussion and light-hearted laughter.
Their breakfast stretched into three hours.
Damon glanced at
this watch and with sadness evident in every movement, said “I know you have to
stay another night, but I have an appointment that I am already going to be
late for. I have to go.”
skipped a beat. There was a pregnant pause, until she asked, “You’ll contact
Damon smiled at
her at said, “When you least expect it.” Candice thought that was both an odd
and a very erotic answer. It started her juices flowing again. She had a
feeling that this twitch in her pussy was going to become an all too familiar
feeling. But all Damon had to do was to look at her to cause that.
They got up from
the table, and she walked him out to his car. He asked her how she got there,
and she pointed out her big old Town Car. She said with a twinkle in her eye,
“I like big. It rides smoother and much more comfortably.” Damon smiled, gave
her a quick hug and a tender kiss. He pulled away, looked into her eyes for a
second then got in his car. He pulled back waved and was gone.
there watching as his car disappeared. She took a great gulp of air to calm her
nerves, and returned to the hotel.
Candice awoke in
the bath tub. The water had turned cold. She opened the plug to let out the
water, then stepped out and dried off with the huge plush towel folded next to
the tub. Getting back into her pyjama’s she returned to bed, and quickly fell
into a deep sleep.
It was only
about an hour before her meeting was to start when she woke up. Candice was a
master of the quick “get ready” and was out the door, fully packed and ready
for the day in 45 minutes. She made it to the Budget meetings with her staff.
It was obvious everyone knew about her liaison because despite their best
efforts to hide it, the difference was notable. She didn’t give a rat shit. She
got them focused on the worst meeting of the year, and although it took all
afternoon, they got through the budget.
At about 4:00,
Candice checked out of the hotel. Throwing her bag into the trunk of her town
car, she opened the door and sat down. She put the key in the ignition and was
about to turn the car on when she noticed a large banana on the passenger seat.
She did not remember leaving it there. She reached over and lifted it from the
fabric, and was surprised that there was a note under it. She opened the little
envelop and read it, then started giggling. The note read, “Nature’s dildo.
Practice makes perfect. I will pick you up at 8:00 Friday night at your place.
Be ready for dinner and your just desserts. Love, Damon.” He did not ask her
out, he told her. Candice’s pussy started quivering....
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