~ Friday Evening Through Early Saturday Morning ~
It's 6pm on the dot and she is ready to leave work on time for a change. As she leaves her desk, her co-workers wish her well and to have a good time. The waiting is finally over... the weekend of a lifetime has finally arrived. She whisks her way down the aisle and quickly turns the corner and heads out the door. Freedom at last.
Her pulse begins to race and her heart is all a flutter. She's been so lonely since Johnny's death. This was the one weekend that she was really looking forward to for a change. Her best friend, Collins, had planned a romantic weekend trip to a friends cottage on a beach.
As she drove across town to Collins place she wondered if after this weekend things would change... not necessarily between herself and Collins, but more along the lines of truly being able to move on with her life. She loved Collins dearly, but knew that their relationship was only to go as far as Collins would allow it to go. She smiles knowing what she had asked of him for this one weekend and wondering how Collins was going to greet her...
She pulls up in the driveway and he comes out of his house to greet her. They kiss their usual hellos and he invites her in because he's not quite finished packing. He hurries back up stairs as she helps herself to a root beer from the refrigerator.
She notices his computer on and goes over and sits down to play a game of video poker. Moving the mouse stopped the screen saver and as the screen resumes back to working status, she sees that he has been busy writing a rather erotic story. Going to the top of the document she begins to read and is captivated by the story. Collins was good at getting thoughts down on paper, however, he always appreciated her assistance when it came to polishing up the story’s.
As she reads this latest tantalizing story, she realizes that she is caressing her right breast and literally enjoying what she is reading, wishing that Collins would come downstairs and just take her right here right now.
Meanwhile, Collins finished his packing and had come downstairs totally unnoticed by her. He paused in the doorway to his office and simply watched her as she responded to that story... all the while thinking to himself - good girl, I knew you would enjoy my latest work. Stealthy as he tended to be... he crossed the room to her and upon reaching her, he softly touched her neck. She wasn't even startled, which intrigued him.
He brushed his lips across the nap of her beautiful neck and blew ever so tenderly into her left ear. He wanted her right then right there, but with amazing will power and restraint that he didn't know he had, he stopped and in his low sultry voice whispered, "Not now, not yet. Patience my dear, patience." He reached over her and with a couple of clicks on the mouse closed the story and shut down the computer.
"I have this already printed out, my darling... I let you read it once we get to the beach. I can see it in your eyes that you are so ready for this weekend, aren't you?" She just smiled and nodded her head. "Are you going to be able to do this thing you've asked me to do with you this weekend, I mean are we going to be ok when we have to return to reality?" She simply looked into his eyes and nodded to let him that this weekend meant a lot to her and he could see her appreciation in her eyes. She has very telling eyes, the kind of eyes that can't lie.
Collins biggest fear was that she was going to fall to deep for him and he didn't want to hurt her. After all, if he did that, who would he go to talk to about it? Collins shared everything with her more so than with any other person he knew. She knew all the ugly skeletons that were hidden away in some deep dark closet in his mind and she had helped him through some fairly heavy situations. She was not only his best friend, but he felt she was his sole mate. She never once placed any form of judgment on him nor did she hold any of his mistakes against him as so many others had in the past. Collins truly loved her and couldn't bare the thought that this weekend wouldn't be enough for her.
"Ok, I'm ready to get this trip started... or at least get on the road... what do you say to that?" he asked in that low murmuring voice. Without a word said, she stands up, straightens her skirt and simply smiles and gives him a big hug. They walked out the front door and got into her truck. She sat there with the keys in the ignition and turned and looked at Collins. Collins looked long and deep into her eyes and gave her a kiss that she would be thinking about almost all the way to the beach. She turned the key and they headed to the freeway.
A couple of hours into the trip and they were both hungry. They pulled over at this little coffee shop on the side of the highway and got a bite to eat. She felt she was just going to go mad with this desire that he began back at his house. She knew she would have to wait until they got there before he would allow anything to happen, however, that didn't stop him from making the trip extremely interesting. As she drove, he read to her his story as how it was meant to be read.
Her senses were tingling and her mind was reeling. She did her best to ignore the longings that her body wanted. Collins knew just how to say things that just perked her curiosity to the very end. In the coffee shop, he rambled on and on about his latest book creation and where the inspiration came from and all she could do was sit and listen to that English charm that was his voice. It truly didn't matter what he was saying - it only mattered that he was talking and laughing and making her laugh along with him. Not one word was said about him reading that story out loud as she drove or how horny it had made her feel.