Alysia was already tired when she arrived home. The evening had not been pleasant. Friends had introduced her to a man they called 'her perfect match'. His name was Danny, but Alysia called him Emperor Roman Hands. When Nancy had introduced her to him she said, "Doesn't she have a great ass?" Alysia had smiled at the remark but Danny had skipped the formalities and went straight after her butt, with both hands.
Alysia had not enjoyed the man or the Halloween party. Happily, she was able to slip out of the celebration early leaving him and her friends far behind her.
Arriving home she closed the old wooden door behind her. Pressing her weight against the solid timbers she slid the rustic iron dead bolt into place. Relief spread through Alysia's body at the soothing odors and quiet hush of her 19th century old home. On this late October evening the air outside was still warm keeping the temperature pleasant in the old house.
Following her usual ritual, after closing the door, Alysia quickly removed all of her clothing. Part of her love of being home was enjoying the total freedom of being naked. Perhaps this was the reason she preferred not sharing her home with others. Being naked she felt natural and free. She didn't want to share her freedom with anyone.
It was only 11PM when Alysia slid her petite frame between the sheets. She loved the feel of the fresh sheets on her body. Shutting off the light on the night stand left the room bathed in the gentle soft glow of the full moon shining though the old shuttered bedroom window. Closing her eyes, her body relaxed; a couple of deep breaths and sleep, she knew, would come quickly.
At first she thought it might have been a dream, but there is was again; a noise, just perceptible, but a noise. As if a small pebble had hit a window pane. Was it somewhere in the house or outside in the back yard?
Sitting on the side of the bed she listened intently. Goosebumps covered her arms; her nipples were rigid; she held her breath as she listened carefully to the silence.
Standing, Alysia walked from her bedroom, her breasts swaying in unison with her steps. She walked through the stillness of the kitchen until she turned to face the back door. Looking through the wavy glass in the top of the old door she saw the empty yard filled with soft light and dark, impregnable shadows.
Checking the door, she twisted the knob to the right; the unlocked door moved inward toward her. Her heart was racing. The hair on her arms stood up; this soft flesh around her nipples puckered tightly.
Without thought she swung the door partially open. Standing in the door frame she basked in the coolness of the moons glow. Nothing moved; there were no sounds; silence ruled the night.
"Your body is beautiful."
She heard the words within her mind; her ears searching but finding only silence. Her breathing stopped as she listened.
"Your breasts look so young, so soft and so inviting. Your skin looks lush and warm. Do you want me as much as I have wanted you?"
Alysia stood there in the moonlight breathlessly straining her ears to discover any sound or clue to tell her from where this voice was coming; only her mind understood the message in the words, the words her ears had not heard.
Still holding the knob, she stepped back out of the rays of the moon, opening the door enough for a visitor to enter. The door was wide open, but she saw only moon beans entered the old house. After a few moments she smiled then shook her head at her silliness. She closed the door, locking it securely this time. Retracing her invisible steps from moments before; she returned to stillness of her bed room.
Nearing the bed her mind registered the words of the ethereal voice: "Stand at the edge of the bed. Don't turn around."
Her body stiffened at his words. Her hands trembled as she tried to make some sense out of the voice; was it in front of her or behind her. Scanning the empty bed, she started to turn around, but the voice commanded: "Close your eyes; relax."
Her feet and legs were frozen in place. She started to look up and then to the side. "Close your eyes. You are safe with me but you must close your eyes; close them now."
Relinquishing all control, her eyes closed, she took a deep breath and let her hands and arms hang peacefully at her sides.
"Trust me. I'm here to fulfill our deepest desires. Move forward until your legs touch the bed."