All characters are aged 18 or older. Places are real, characters are fictional.
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The city of York in England took me by surprise. I wouldn't have called it a city at all, to me it seemed more like a small town, although it was explained to me that in England a place was called a city if it had a cathedral. There is apparently a tiny city called David's that is only a cathedral and a few houses. York definitely has a cathedral, called York Minster, it is huge, and dominates the city. I was lucky enough to have a willing guide, a cousin who I had been in touch with but whom I had previously never met. My cousin took me around various venues of historic interest, he was full of knowledge, and it was a pleasure to meet him. Sadly we couldn't spend Christmas day together, he and his family had arranged to go to a resort for the holiday.
My hotel put on a special Christmas dinner, which I enjoyed, and I spoke with Rachel, and my sons and their families by internet, the time zone difference was a nuisance but we all managed, it was an okay, if a bit lonely, day. Being on my own gave me time to think.
Being shown so much medieval history, and seeing where historic events had happened had made me realise that I seemed to have developed a macabre interest in punishment, and pain. I had known for a long time that what Rachel and I did in our little dungeon was just the tip of the proverbial iceberg as far as S&M was concerned, I also knew that Rachel herself was prepared to go much further down that path, some of her solo shows were evidence of that. But I also began to think that my actions were not only macabre and perverted, but showed that I had no morals at all.
Could I continue doing the things I had done, no, the things WE had done? Rachel is a fully paid up adult! What we do is between consenting adults, and if our audience doesn't like what we do then they turn off, don't they? I was literally arguing with myself.
I had enjoyed every minute that Rachel and I had spent together, not only performing for the camera, but just sitting or walking on the beach as well. The sex was great, even if it was shared with dozens of others who were watching and paying to do so. I think one of the things that made the sex so good was the fact that it was so uninhibited, I had had a good sex life with my wife, but it would definitely have been what Rachel would have described as 'Vanilla' compared to what she and I had been doing. I suddenly realised that I really missed Rachel!
Two days later I was sat in Glasgow airport, I had picked up my luggage and was just waiting for Rachel to arrive.
Rachel's flight had been delayed, only by thirty minutes but it seemed an age before I saw her coming towards me. I felt like a new man as this lovely young woman threw her arms around me and greeted me like a lover. I had prearranged for a car to pick us up and take us to our hotel at loch Ness, it was going to be about a four hour drive, a drive I was quite looking forward to as we would hopefully see a lot of scenery. As we were loading our luggage into the trunk of the car I noticed Rachel talking to the driver and him smiling and nodding his head. As we were leaving the airport she explained that she had asked the driver to take us into the city centre so she could pick up a few necessities. She hoped that was alright.
Of course it was, and when we pulled over on a busy street she jumped out of the car, told me she wouldn't be very long, and following the driver's pointed finger she rushed off into the crowd. Rachel had obviously managed to get on the right side of him, personally I thought he was very taciturn, barely breaking his semi-permanent scowl for me.
It must have been about twenty minutes later that Rachel returned, looking very pleased with herself and carrying a large brown paper bag, which she refused to let me see the contents of.
Almost four and a half hours later we arrived at the little town of Drumnadrochit, and our hotel. As we unloaded the car I saw Rachel give the driver some money, I assumed she was tipping him for the diversion into Glasgow so I also give him another tip, which elicited the first real smile he had given me. The journey had been prepaid for by my travel agency, but the driver gave me a card with a local number and said if we wanted to go touring the area to give him a ring.
The hotel was a bit of a surprise, I had had it in my mind that it was a much older building, but it turned out that the older building was a loch Ness monster exhibition, and the hotel was much more modern. Our room was an even bigger surprise, the bed was what they described as a 'super king', and both the walls and ceilings were pine clad, they must have thought we would feel at home in a log cabin or something!
Rachel loved the room, the hotel, everything! It gave me such a lot of pleasure to see how happy she looked, she joked about our driver, how very olde world he had seemed and how happy he was with the tip she had bribed him with. "I promised him fifty pounds but I only had twenties so I gave him sixty, I'm sure he shot his load in his 'troosers'!"
"So would I have done with a tip like that, I gave him twenty as well!"
She looked at me with a real sparkle in her eyes and told me that the only place I'd be shooting my load was either on or in her! "Or if we're really lucky we'll find a playmate!"
With that she flung herself at me and gave me the sort of kiss I hadn't had since my teens. I had never seen her so exuberant, so full of life, Her very attitude seemed to knock twenty years off my age. I had been travelling since very early morning, Rachel much longer, so we decided to freshen up and change before going down to the bar for drinks before dinner.
I felt a little awkward as I began to undress, our situation was so different than usual, but Rachel had no such hesitation. She quickly stripped and threw her clothes in a pile on a chair and calmly walked naked into the bathroom.
"The shower's lovely, come and share!"