"Well sir, its just you and I,... well at least until 11."
"Why? What happens at 11? Do you turn into a pumpkin?" I asked with feigned concern.
"Oh no nothing like that. " She laughed. "It's just that the sheriff stops by and picks up a thermos of coffee. So don't get any funny ideas!" She said obviously teasing, as she wagged her finger at me again, smiling.
"Believe me, I'm harmless ma-am. Besides, I haven't eaten or had much sleep since yesterday! I just aint got the strength!" I joked, faking a faint.
"I think you could kick my butt anyway, and just ask for more!" I said sitting back up in my seat smiling.
"And I just might do it too!...Just for fun! " she laughed, and sat across from me setting out our food reaching down and placing the tray on the chair next to her, she gave me a peek of her breasts that was just breathtaking! I tried acting as though I didn't see anything, and dropped my steak knife nearly stabbing myself in the leg as I quickly snatched it as it fell.
"What brings you out to this backwoods hole?" She asked snickering a little, knowing the effect her little peep show had had on me.
I began to tell her the whole story as we ate our meals. She seemed more than genuinely interested in what I was doing there, and the job I had. She expressed being envious of the mobility of my work, and of having the chance to explore and investigate, and to meet new people, it was so much more exciting and rewarding than running a small town, out of the way restaurant, and motel. The same local cheaters and the occasional travelers but mostly crude fishermen during the salmon spawning season, were her usual customers.
As it turned out she owned the restaurant and the motel next door. "Rewards for divorcing a cheating husband!" she said. She was a life time resident and was familiar with the stories of Brig isle. She told me she had always wanted to go there herself but it had been off limits for years. No one else wanted to go there and she wasn't going alone. She was most interested though, as I had been, in what I had learned about the succubus, and she commented, "MMM! ... sounds like my kind of spirit!" I agreed with her saying, "if I had to meet a ghost, I'd prefer meeting one that wanted to fuck me, rather than scare me!"
We shared a moment of laughter over the idea. I went on to tell her that I would be looking to rent a boat in the morning, and asked if she might know of where I could find one. She sat back in her chair and gave me a searching stare as if to try and read into my mind and decide whether or not my intentions are as they seemed.
" I do have a boat, another of my "rewards"... but I don't rent it out, but..., though, I, ah, might be interested in taking you out there. If you didn't mind me tagging along.
I haven't had a day off since I took this place over, ten years ago" she said with a hopeful expression. I sat up in my chair, and gave it a little thought, "Why not? I don't know the area and I could use a guide, besides I would love your company. But I have to tell you, I might have to be there for a while, there's 10 acres and at least one structure. It could take several hours, or days, and I really don't care to be stranded out there. Would you be able to spend the whole day out there?"
"Hey I wouldn't pass up a chance to go out ghost hunting! What time do you want to start out!" she said clearly excited and enthusiastic over the prospect. "this place can run itself, I'll just leave a note for the day manager and we're gone!" she went on saying. She pulled out her order pad and wrote out a few lines and carried the note over to the front desk.
" is 6am too early?" I asked, her when she returned and sat back down.
"Well it depends on how much sleep you need!" she replied with a sly smile. We shook hands and sat there for the next two hours talking. I found myself lost in her words and hypnotized by her dark eyes. She was very pretty and no doubt when she was younger she would have been the belle of any Ball. She had a strong self assuredness and confidence about her, she was intelligent, humorous, and very sexually flirtatious!
At one point she removed her heels and mentioned how her feet hurt. I stood up kneeled at her feet and asked "may I?" she giggled a little and said "you may!" and slid one foot into my hands. I rubbed her foot as she watched me with a sly grin. "kiss my toes!" she said softly, raising both her feet to my lips. I held both her feet in my hands and kissed and licked them through her hose, and down underneath each toe and up the arches. My up turned eyes drinking in her obvious pleasure. She pressed her hands against her breasts and squeezed them through the fabric, her head tilted back slightly, her eyes closed, as she sensually licked at her lips. "Mmmm...Oh you do nice work!" She breathed the words sensually, more than spoke them. As I sucked at her toes. She allowed me to caress and massage her feet for some time and then told me that I'd better get up. Ron, the sheriff would be there shortly, and it wouldn't be right to disappoint him. He needs his coffee!
I sat back up in my chair and we finished our beers saying very little but speaking volumes in our hungry eyes. I needed to take a leak but I didn't want to interrupt our time together, and I could feel she wanted more than a foot rub, and I was "up" for anything she could desire from me. All the way up!
We finished our beers and together we cleared up the table and carried the tray of dishes and the ice bucket to the kitchen. Casually trying to reposition my self in my jeans as I walked with her. It was dark in the kitchen, and she took the items I had, and set them on a counter.
When she turned back to me she was more than close. I reached out and pulled her to me looking deep into her eyes in the dimly lit kitchen. In her stocking feet we stood eye to eye. She reached up and took my hair in bothhands and kissed me. Her kiss was more aggressive than any woman I'd ever known! Her tongue pushed in deeply thrusting, lashing, caressing and wrestling with mine as she held my head firmly in her grip. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and seemed to pull at its very root! Sucking it like she was going to swallow it whole! I pulled back and grabbed her by the hips and lifted her onto the counter behind her.
I moved my hands up to her shoulders and slowly pulled down the fabric that barely held her luscious tits. She pulled my head to her neck and allowed me to kiss, suck and nibble at her soft flesh, as she tilted her head back.
