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A Rainy Day
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A Rainy Day The rain… god the rain. It hadn’t rained this hard in years, and as she looked her front window, she couldn’t see more then a few feet down the front drive. It had been raining steadily for a few hours now, and the ground was saturated. She worried about the newly transplanted flowers in her garden, but not enough venture in the monsoon check on them. No…this was definitely a morning stay inside and curl up with a cup of tea and a good . Somewhere off in the distance she heard a thump and a crash, and she wondered if it might be thunder. The stirred restlessly and whined softly at her feet. Well, she didn’t much care for thunder and lightning either. She was about retreat the kitchen when a shape began materialize of the mist and rain. It appeared be a man in some sort of a uniform… perhaps a policeman, but not a local because she knew what their uniforms looked like. As he drew closer, she began make details, and she noticed he was limping slightly. He gingerly mounted her front steps, and knocked softly on her door. Moving quickly, she opened the door, afterwards wondering if that was the safest thing do. The first thing she noticed, beyond the fact that the man in uniform was drenched, were his blue eyes. They were a startling blue and very striking. Then she noticed his wry smile and his voice… a smooth deep baritone. It appeared to be a Navy uniform, at least that’s what she surmised from the anchor insignia on his cap. She assumed that at some point it had looked crisp and clean, but at the moment, it was dripping wet, torn at one knee, and covered in several places by flecks of mud “Hello there, sorry to bother you Miss, but I was wondering if I might borrow your phone. I’ve been in a bit of an accident and I need to for a tow truck.” Now, she knew better then to let a complete stranger in her home. Her years of working with the local Police services had taught her the wisdom of being careful around strangers, but his eyes told her that he was no threat. Taking a half step backwards, she motioned for him to come in, and finding her voice, she said; ”Yes, of course , please come in, you must be soaked”. He smiled at her, and she felt the most peculiar fluttering sensation in her stomach as he stepped inside. “Thank you so much. I tried to use cell phone but it must have been damaged in the accident and I can’t get a signal. If I can just CAA, I’ll get them come and give a tow. I don’t want to be any trouble so I’ll head back down to the road and wait for them.” “You’re going to go again in that deluge,” she asked incredulously, “are you a madman?” “No Ma’am… I’m a sailor but the have striking similarities” he smiled back at her and winked. She couldn’t help but laugh loud, and after a second he joined her. “Please,” she said, come inside and get dry. You can for your tow truck and wait inside he comes.” “I don’t want be any trouble”, he protested. “Pish-posh, it’s no trouble at all,” she giggled, “I’m just doing patriotic duty. Besides, how often does get entertain a handsome sailor.” “I don’t imagine encounters many sailors in Perth Ontario, but then again, it’s not often that a sailor finds himself rescued by a beautiful woman either” he countered and winked again. She noted with a hint of satisfaction that he blushed at her comment, but that was tempered by the realization that she had blushed at his comment too. “ is Tim, by the way. Thank you for the use of your phone and allowing in dry off. “ “ is Jan, Tim. What happened you, you said you were in an accident?” “Yes, I’m on way Ottawa… I must have hydroplaned coming around that long curve near your drive way. The car just took off and ended up in the ditch. I guess I should consider myself lucky that I wasn’t hurt worse then a banged up knee. I’m afraid that Hertz is not going to be very happy with when they get the rental car back, he said, shaking his head. “You hurt your knee?” she asked with concern. “Why don’t you come sit down and get the weight off it. I’ll go get an ice pack and make some tea. There is a phone next the sofa , why don’t you sit there And make your phone .” “Thanks Jan, I’d love some tea, you’re very kind” he said as he hobbled over the sofa and sat down. Picking up the phone he noted a lack of a dial tone. “Uhmmmmm Jan, I don’t think your phone is working. It has no dial tone.” “It’s not working? That’s funny it was working an hour ago when the telemarketer called… Maybe it’s the rain?” “Do you have a cell phone Jan? Maybe I could use that?” Yes, I have a phone… it’s in the car”, she called from the kitchen. “Great!”, he said getting up and walking towards the door, “Where’s your car, I didn’t notice it when I came up the drive?” “That’s because it isn’t in the drive” she yelled over a whistling kettle , “It’s with , getting new tires, he’ll be bringing it back tomorrow. “Sssooooo, you have no phone, and no car?” He summed up. “No, but then again, neither do you Tim” she countered as she walked back into the living room with cups of tea and a bag of ice. Touche! He said with a laugh. “It would appear that I am up the creek without a paddle.” “Well why don’t we drink our tea and discuss the options”, she suggested… “It’s not like we’re going anywhere soon.” Taking a seat on the far end of the sofa, she noticed that he had goose bumps on his arms, as he shivered. You must be very uncomfortable in those wet clothes Tim, I have some men’s clothing clothes in the spare closet that might fit you, why don’t you give me your uniform clothing and I’ll throw it in the dryer for you. Thank you, Jan, again, you are very kind. I’m going to have to think of some way to you back for your hospitality.” “Well Tim, I’m partial fine chocolate, wine, and fresh flowers. Heck it’s been so long since last date, I’d settle for a candy bar and a shot of tequila… she said wistfully.” Turning a bright shade of red at her unguarded confession, she popped up off the sofa and said “I’ll be back in a moment with a towel and something to change into, and then we’ll get you of those clothes” After what seemed like an eternity, she returned with a t-shirt and a pair of jogging shorts. “Give me your clothes and I’ll throw them in the washer. You can change in the bathroom” Returning from the bathroom, he discovered a tumbler of rum on the coffee table in front of the sofa. “It’s for your knee…for medicinal purposes. You do drink rum don’t you… I mean you’re a sailor, you have drink rum right?” I think you’ve been watching too many pirate movies, Jan,” he chuckled. We’re not all drunken, womanizing, tattoo covered lotharios.” . “to some of your stories about what it’s like to be a sailor while we wait for your clothes to dry.” “Oh, I have stories Jan”, he said…” lots of stories. There just not all about getting drunk and getting laid”. Handing him the tumbler full of rum, she said, “well sailor tell me a story.” Taking a sip of rum he began telling her stories about his experiences at sea. He told her about fighting pirates of the coast of Borneo. He told her about shadowing Russians, and chasing drug runners. He told her of rescues at sea, and visits to exotic ports. After about an hour, she said, “don’t you have any stories about women in every port?” Laughing out loud he said “Jan, as an Officer and a Gentleman there are some things I simply can’t discuss. “Damn”, she said, “ I was hoping to hear that at least of us was getting lucky.” “Oh Come on now Jan, you can’t tell me that a woman as beautiful as you doesn’t have all kinds of gentleman callers beating a path your door.” “Sadly, Tim the pickings are slim around here. There are not many keepers knocking on door…at least not today”. She said, blushing again She told him about belonging to an on dating site, and how the men seemed be interested in thing. She told him of the endless stream of emails from young men young enough to be her ; of men sent her picture of their private parts, and men were incredibly rude and nasty when she told them she was not interested in a casual hook up. “It’s not that I don’t like sex Tim, she said, “it’s just that I’m looking for something a little spicier then a quickie in the parking lot of the local Tim Horton’s. I have particular interests, and vanilla just isn’t going to cut it for me.” Setting down the now empty tumbler of rum, he gave her a long look. “You know Jan, he growled there is a limit to Officer like qualit, and leaning forward, gave her a long, slow, lingering kiss. Caught by surprise, her first instinct was pull away and slap this man for his impudence and audacity, but the jolt of electricity that seemed pass through her as his lips touched hers left her incapable of any sort of coherent action. Instead, almost against her will, she felt herself responding to his kiss, melting into his embrace as his arms drew her closer on the sofa. His kiss was , soft, and tantalizing. Despite the fact that his lips lingered for a moment or , the passion, and power behind his kiss was undeniable. It had been ages since anyone had kissed her like that, and she knew, after a moment that she would not deny this man anything. He kissed her again, his lips parting. She opened her lips too, inviting his tongue to entwine with hers. A fire began to flare in her belly and make it's way down between her legs. An electric current seemed to be pulsing through her trying to match her fluttering heart beat. It was crazy…she thought to herself as she brought her arms up around his neck; as their kiss continued to grow in passion and intensity. When his hand slipped into her hair, and grabbed a handful, she whimpered and shivered.… Gently, but firmly he tilted her head back her throat was fully exposed. His lips broke off from hers and slid down her throat, his tongue tracing the chords in her neck. When his teeth clamped down on her neck, she felt a shudder pass through her. Closing her eyes, she bit her lip stifle a moan. With hand still in her hair, he slowly forced her backwards on the sofa. His other hand reached up behind his head, and taking both of her hands in his, he removed them from around his neck and pinned them against the sofa above her now supine body .A mixture of nervousness, dread, and anticipation consumed her as she realized that she was now effectively restrained, helpless prevent this man from doing anything he wanted. She knew she could fight back… knew that a good probably would fight back, but her heart wasn’t in it. The truth of the matter is that she wanted him take charge. She wanted surrender him, make a gift of herself him, but he’d have earn it. As he leaned in kiss her once more, she suddenly turned her head away, determined muster up some semblance of resistance his advances. With hand still in her hair however, it took quick yank, and that resistance began fade. Forcing her head back around, he renewed his assault on her lips, kissing her roughly and forcing his tongue into her mouth. Even as she resisted, she found her own tongue responding to the invader, duelling, and sparring with it. She felt his body press hers against the sofa, further restraining her ability to move and resist. With his full body weight pinning her down, she felt him try to slide a leg between hers. She clamped her legs together tightly, determined to deny him the access to the prize he so obviously sought. Squeezing her thigh muscles together as hard as she could, she resisted but slowly and inevitably, his weight and strength over came her resistance and his thigh wedged between hers, forcing hers apart. His hard muscled thigh pressed against her , sending another surge of electricity shooting through her and causing the flames in her belly to flare into an inferno. She’d worn a pair of jeans today, and she now wondered if he would be able to feel just how wet she had become through the fabric of her jeans. Releasing her hair from his grip, he slid his hand down her body and fumbled with the button of her jeans Ha, she thought to herself, he’ll never be able to get jeans undone, and considering how hard it had been get her extra skinny jeans on this morning, she felt confident that his assault would be thwarted by a stubborn button. To her amazement, the button popped open in seconds, and her hips lifted off the sofa of their own volition, helping him shimmy the jeans off over her hips and down her long shapely thighs. She took a moment to thank god she had decided to do her laundry yesterday, thus ensuring that she had some of her finer underwear to wear this morning instead of a pair of granny bloomers.. Her blouse offered even less protection than her jeans had, and he quickly had it undone and open, exposing the ruby red coloured lace bra, that matched her French cut panties. Lifting his body up off of hers, he sat back and took in the vision of her body, splayed upon the sofa. Her hands still over her head and her lithe body stretched the length of the sofa. Her soft pale skin, covered with freckles, stood in stark contrast to the red of her bra and panties. She’d always known that her figure could turn heads but it had been a long time since a man had looked her the way that this sailor was looking at her now. His eyes caressed her body, taking in all it’s curves, and angles and she arched her back just a little pushing her breasts up towards the . She looked up into his eyes, scanning them for some sense of what he was thinking. When his eyes locked on hers, his voice was softer than the animal hunger she saw in his eyes and he said “ god Jan. You are beautiful!” His words, and obvious desire for her pleased her. After all, what woman didn’t want be an object of desire for her lover. Even though he was clearly stronger and more powerful than her, she still felt a secret thrill, knowing that she had power over him. She stretched her body, fully aroused now. With her hands now free, she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down towards her waiting lips. The kiss ebbed and flowed like the tide; at times fierce and insistent, and then soft and gentle, like the calm before a storm. This man knew how to kiss! The hand in her hair slipped down to caress her , brushing her hair back from her , and tracing the outline of her cheek. His lips brushed across her , her cheeks, her eyes, and even the tip of her nose. Slowly he worked his way back down her throat, along her collar bone, and then down her chest. A trail of kisses, licks and nibbles. The smell of her skin was intoxicating as he slowly worked his way down her body. Her skin soft and pliant. His hunger for her now difficult to control… As he reached the cleft between her breasts, he hesitated, breathing in and enjoying the scent of her body, a mixture of skin, and a subtle fragrance from a body lotion. Releasing his head, she reached down and cupped her breasts, offering them up for his attentions. He covered her breasts in kisses; first one, and then the other. His tongue traced a lazy trail from one freckle to the next across her breasts, and his lips brushed across her nipples, causing them to pucker and harden in anticipation. A soft moan escaped her lips when his teeth slipped over one nipple, and he began to gently flick the tip of his tongue back and forth. The heat in her belly flared once again and she felt a slow throbbing begin between her legs with each flick of his tongue. When he raked his fingers down her flanks, she felt her stomach flip, and a rush of<b> wetness </font></b>spread between her legs. Her hips ground up against the thigh pressed against her, as the throbbing became more insistent. When he raked his teeth across her nipple and began to flick his tongue back and forth like a hummingbird, the throbbing between her legs became almost unbearable. With each flick of his tongue, an electric current seemed to pass through her body. When he finally released her nipple from his teeth, she felt a mixture of loss and relief. The intense pleasure felt wonderful, but left her nervous system firing almost continuously. She knew the relief was temporary though because his lips continued their inexorable journey downwards, raining kisses across her stomach and belly. The fingers that had raked down her sides, now slipped down to her thighs and raked from her hips to her knees, pushing her thighs apart. Her whole body tensed when she felt the heat of his breath on her<b> wetness. </font></b>When he began to blow gentle currents of air along the length of her pussy, her whole body shivered. He slid his hands down they cradled her upper thighs, and he drew her legs apart and then pushed her legs up her knees touched her breasts. Fully exposed, and vulnerable, she felt a secret thrill pass through her. He couldn’t possibly know how being in such a position excited her down to her very core… and yet, he had her posed in just such a way to inflame her passions almost to the point of being unbearable. Looking down between her legs she watched as he at last dipped his head lower, his lips brushed against her labia. She shivered again uncontrollably and she found herself holding her breath. Looking up from between her legs, his eyes locked on hers. With a mischievous wink of his eye, he at last slid his tongue along her clit. His tongue caressed her throbbing clit, wrapping around it, and flicking it mercilessly. Her whole body seemed to hum and vibrate like a -tension power . He sucked her clit into his mouth and began to fellate it like a little mini-cock. She felt her belly explode into a raging inferno as he bobbed up and down on her clit. The intense pleasure, almost unbearable, she tried to pull away from him, but his firm grip on her thighs kept her pinned, and she had no choice but to endure the sweet torture he was inflicting upon her. From somewhere in the room she heard an animal growling, and it took her a minute to realize the sounds were coming from her own throat. She grit her teeth, in an attempt to stop herself from making such an undignified sound. Her jaw and teeth began to ache from the pressure of keeping them so tightly clenched, but every time she relaxed them, she began to moan again. The vibration that had been running through her belly, began to evolve towards convulsions. She felt her body begin to twitch and spasm uncontrollably. Her hips pistoning forward, trying to increase with his lips and tongue, even as she tried to pull his head away with her hands. Her higher brain functions began to shut down as her central nervous system began to become overloaded. Nerve endings and synapses fired of their own accord, as every muscle in her body tensed in anticipation of an earth shattering release. She could feel the wave of passion and sweet release about to break over her, and she prayed it would come soon, as she was not sure she’d be able to stand much more. Giving up any pretense of trying to maintain her dignity, she began to moan and thrash uncontrollably. She heard her own voice using words that shamed her and trilled her at the time. She heard herself begging and pleading him make her cum. As the first wave crashed over her, she felt herself being tossed about like a ship in a hurricane. As her whole body began to convulse and shudder with her release, she left out a scream that she was sure was heard in the next county. S began to sob as wave after wave of pleasure washed across her tearing away her last grip on reality. Releasing her clit from his lips, he slipped up from between her legs and he pulled her into his embrace. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her tight as her body continued to spasm and convulse. Her breathing ragged, her throat dry, and tears streaming down her cheeks, she allowed him to envelop her. She rested her head on his chest, too tired and exhausted to move. She felt his lips by her ear, whispering and soothing her… “That’s it little . Let it all go. Let it take you away… I’ve got you, shhhhhh.” She felt his fingertips on her cheeks wiping away her tears, and gently stroking the hair from her eyes. As the passion that had completely consumed her ebbed away, she felt a peace and calm begin spread through her, and an overwhelming sense of exhaustion. Unable move, unable speak, she closed her eyes as the gentle sound of his encouragement, and reassurance lulled her sleep. Her last conscious thought…what have I gotten myself into. |
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