More surprises
We awoke as dawn began breaking to the gentle lapping of water on the boat hull, the same accompaniment as we drifted into sleep the night prior.
We dressed, tidied the mess we had made, which was only the bed, remaking it with clean sheets and got ready to leave.
Stephan closed down everything and locked the cabin.
I drove us to his house, where we prepared a full English breakfast from food not present in the fridge the night before.
We ate in the kitchen, both having worked up good appetites.
I was sore in my back passage, so I fidgeted in my seat.
Stephan noticed.
"The more we do it, the less it will hurt and not get sore."
He smiled.
I looked at him and gave him my best innocent look, replying.
"Who says we are going to do it again, big boy?"
He smiled broadly
"I will remind you of this conversation, very soon I hope."
He knew I would want him to fuck me that way again, as he understood my base instincts, for I had read once that when you experience anal sex, you return to it as you would seek out an empty filling hole in your tooth with your tongue.
Knowing it is there, that it might hurt, but unable to resist poking it all the same.
We will see, but I thought he was right.
The kitchen door opened, and a young, tall, attractive woman entered. She said with a slight accent.
"Good morning Stephan, I hope you well, I come cook breakfast, but you ave eaten, yes?"
She cast an eye over me, cocked her head questioningly.
"You cook for him?"
Stephen took up the conversation to diffuse any confrontation, introducing me to her as Eliza, a friend and advising her name was Anni and was his housekeeper.
Stephan said we had both cooked breakfast and asked if she had eaten.
"I have no yet eaten."
Anni replied.
"What would you like, the usual?"
Stephan asked her as he started scrambling eggs.
She gave him a wonderful open smile and nodded vigorously.
Anni was tall, attractive, and had a fashion model look with high cheekbones, big blue clear eyes and blond hair that was wild-looking and had been expertly teased into place to look wild. She was stunning.
She appraised me closely, casting an eye over me, assessing who I was or what I was doing there.
''You photographer?''
''You come, use studio? Anni show studio and flat after ave eat food.''
Stephan, unseen by Anni, was shaking his head to himself.
I said I would be pleased for her to show me the studio and where she lived, eliciting more head-shaking from Stephan.
''You take nudey photos, I pose for you? Anni ees open to ideas.''
She winked at me.
More head shaking from Stephan as he plated up breakfast for Anni.
''Perhaps Anni, come in my cottage soon. I shoot you in my bed, just Anni, Eliza and my camera.''
I said to shock him and her.
He was shocked, to Anni, it was as water off a duck's back.
Anni agreed quickly, saying she does not charge for modelling for female photographers.
''Anni, come for you Friday evening? Friday is
day off."
Stephan served Anni her breakfast, gave her orange juice and wandered off to his study, shaking his head.
Anni ate the food elegantly, savouring the eggs, bacon and tomatoes. She smiled at me across the table.
Anni was everything a woman and model should be.
