You lean in to press your lips to her cheek, and the sea breeze swirls your earthy scent around her like a scarf, enveloping her in tobacco and smoky leather as your kiss melts into her skin. When you draw back and grin at her so, she can’t help but see the man you want so much to be. Here, by the sea, the sunshine is almost bright enough to banish the long shadow of Tommy Baird that usually stretched out behind you.She hadn’t planned on taking Elsie into her confidence but having done so she had had no regrets and had even found a friendship of sorts with the girl.
“Loyal and discreet." Squeezing your arm, she tucks her own just that little closer through yours. "If you ever want to know a house's gossip, ask the housemaids but be prepared to pay. It is like currency for them. But Elsie has kept our secret to herself.” she says with absolute surety. If Elsie had talked, she’d have seen it in sideways glances and half bitten back smirks of the other housemaids.
As you near the end of the pier at last her gaze snags on the hotel, only for you stop and look down at her. Like that. She turns and steps into you, her chin tilting as her eyes find yours, and everything in her twists and tightens at your teasing words. But it’s the word ‘wife’ that steals her breath, dropping a pandora’s box into her lap that she wasn’t nearly brave enough to peek into least of all open.
There’s a beat of silence as she stares up into your eyes, the deep striking blue of them lent even more intensity by the seaside sun. An image flashes in her mind of you both lying in a bed, lamplight spilling over you, her dress discarded on the floor as you drag your hands, your mouth, over every bared inch of her. Her cheeks, still wearing the memory of your kiss, flame at a palpable her wanting of you is.
And she whispers, her voice low and taking on a new, almost sultry tone “Have you ever known me to lie, Mr Percival…?”
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enyah
"How are your shoulders feeling today?"Smiles.
"Oooooh! Shibari! I *love* that kinda stuff!"Smiles.
"Yes, yes. Report. That will be lovely."
Nods lots.
"Okay! Take care out there! Love you!"
Blows kisses as you head out.
Well hopefully it is cleaned
Better than to my standardsHeh heh
Mine a little better than pigsty
Lol
* Nothing Compares 2 U *
....I'm in the U for three weeks....a little work....enogh to maybe write off a bit of it....but mainly seeing sites and having fn.....I'm going to shibari bondage show tonight....I'll give you a report....*gris*....gotta get going....later!!
well my shoulders were bothering me last night so I couldn't get the hood off, but I'll manage it today
"A tickle plant right next to a restraining chair. Could be fun."Smiles.
"I wouldn't charge for that, though."
Shrugs.
"And since you've said it, there is now a restraint chair right over there."
Points. Comfy recliner, mechanical restraints. It was all there.
...I should have known...compared to you...I'm a tickle torture newbie neophyte but a fat learner....*winks*....
hi Pennie....love the hood..*winks*....not ignoring you just off on a tangent...*smiles*
she gave a soft chuckle a moment....tilting her head slowly...."well that could be a good thing Master....depending on what You are driving me too..."
grins a bit as she remains to her place...
"i hope the dungeon is now cleaned and ready for You...to Your standards...."
"I know, right? Tentacles that can have fingers, feathers, brushes of all kinds, vibrators, pretty much whatever you want attached to the end of them..."Smiles and blushes.
..if "Fred
can get around or be placed right there...with all the accoutrements....feathers.....bristly brushes....other little devilish delightful tickle tools .....a safe word allowed but really costly....like 5 times the up front charge....mercy ...earned....whadda ya' think?....I know there are pics out there I've seen hundreds of vids tickles in a the set up....
oooohtentacles...
Keep this up
And people will think
Me a slave driver*chuckles*
"We have an escape pod that's also a tickle machine. It reclines back and tickling tentacles come out and there are actually restraints in there..."Smirks.
"Yes, we've already thought of that."
Winks.
Great comedian.
Fleetwood Mac
Arm in arm, he embraced the fact that he could do so simple a thing, here with you, and so openly. It added to his overall sunny disposition, helped no doubt by the fact that the sea breeze was warm, and the sun was indeed shining – a thing never guaranteed here.Your proclamation was met with a gentle chuckle from him, and he turned, all warmth, to lean in and kiss you on the cheek. “From you, Mrs Percival, that is a compliment of the highest order.”
This seaside escape was already doing wonders for his outlook; he felt calm and at ease, two things which he seldom felt when in Edinburgh. He knew, too, that there would be a good deal more relaxation to come for both, once it had been earned. That particular thought sent a frisson of anticipation through him, and he found himself unwilling to suppress the grin which bloomed in reply.
“Elsie has shown herself to be uncommonly loyal to you, and loyalty is a thing which I admire most. It is only right that she’s rewarded for it.”
Their unhurried steps finally carried them back to the end of the pier though, the hotel awaiting just ahead. He paused, turning to stare down into your eyes. “But yes, I think we two shall have the better weekend of it, Delilah, especially if what I remember about how you look out of that dress is true.” He was teasing, of course, unable to resist winning another blush from you; he remembered fine well the truth of your boast, though, if pressed, he would admit to looking forward to a hands-on reminder of just how true.