by Amy DeMeritt
When we hit Bridgeport, the country landscape becomes increasingly dotted with buildings, till we are smack dab in the middle of bubbling civilization again, surrounded by more concrete, steel, traffic lights, and signs, than we are by signs of nature. There are small strip malls and large shopping centers on all sides of us.
“Are any of the places you were interested in eating at in this area?”
“Should be. I’m fine with stopping at whichever one we see first. I’m starting to get really hungry.”
“Ok, what am I looking for?”
“The Brick Oven and Gooseneck Grill. I think they’re both on the main street, not in a shopping center. Wait, over there.” She points to the left at a large coal black log cabin looking building with a red brick archway entrance – The Brick Oven. “Looks like a neat place.”
The parking lot is packed, which is a good indication the place must be good. When we get out of the car, we both moan. The scent in the air coming out of the chimneys in the roof is unbelievably delectable on our noses.
I open the door for Hannah and the scented air-conditioned air hits us like a rush of cool stomach exciting perfume. There is a pleasant happy chatter from all of the dining guests mixed with soft instrumental music playing throughout the restaurant. The lights are dimmed with single gently glowing orange globes hanging above each table. The walls are hip high in a raw wood color paneling with the rest of the height in a coal black. The ceiling is a glowing orange-red stained wooden peaking roof. It gives the feel of being in the center of a fireplace. It’s very artistically designed. I wonder how many people even notice this small enchanting detail.
When we’re seated, I fall in love with the tables and chairs. The tables look like old wooden butcher blocks with an aged worn look and texture. There are small and deep darkened cuts throughout its surface. The chairs are cherry stained wood with burgundy leather upholstered cushioned seats with brass studs along the rim of the square seat.
“This menu sounds so good. Oh, my god, we have to try these stuffed tomatoes.” Hannah giggles and reaches across the table to take my hand. “Thanks for bringing us up here.”
“Thanks for taking off to come with me.”
We look over the menu and decide on a couple of the small plate appetizers to start – fire roasted tomatoes stuffed with imperial crab and the crostini with a variety of toppings. For my entrée, I order a roasted goose breast with roasted vegetables and potatoes that sounds amazing. Neither of us have ever had goose so we’re both intrigued. Hannah orders a lamb shepherd’s pie that sounds really good as well.
“I can’t wait to go swimming with you in the pond. I saw online that there are boat rentals on the other side of the pond, just a little drive away from the bed and breakfast. I’d really like to rent a row boat if you’re interested.” I smile and nod. “Yeah, that would be nice. It will be interesting learning how to row a boat. Hopefully, I won’t make us dizzy by rowing us in a circle. I may have to let you do that part and I’ll do the part of sitting in front of you admiring your skill and beauty.” Hannah laughs and smiles brightly at me. “Ok, baby. You sit there and look pretty and I’ll be your love boat captain.”
My cheeks ache with the happy smile on my face.
The rest of dinner is more of the same, we talk about what we would like to do while we’re here, and we flirt and dote on each other while we eat some really amazing food.
With stuffed bellies, engorged hearts, and soaring happy thoughts, we get back on the road to check in at the bed and breakfast. We have a few more miles of busy intersections with shops on all sides, then we finally reach our turn off to get back to the scenic routes. We drive through mostly woods and alongside a couple open grassy fields before we reach the small, barely two lane road to our destination. The entire road is lined with tall wild tiger lilies, purple flower capped weeds, and tall golden wheat like grasses. It’s beautiful.
The building is a large white and blue two-level home with a full wrap around wooden deck around the first level and lovely balconies outside of every second level unit. Depending on the room, they overlook the giant pond, woods, or a giant wild field full of tall old trees, flowers, and dotted with large boulders.
The entrance looks like a large living room with cushy looking armchairs, sofas, and bookshelves loaded with books, movies, and board games. There are a few guests sitting around in conversation or immersed in books. Before we reach the check-in counter, a white-haired gentleman comes over from a nearby chair with an inviting smile.
He steps behind the counter, removes his reading glasses, and says, “Good evening. I’m Hank. Do you have reservations?”
“Hello. Yes, I’m Brooke Dunning.”
“Ah, yes. Do you have your ID and the card you used to reserve the room?” I hand him both and he makes some clicks in his computer before handing me a key attached to a small wooden paddle keychain. “You are in room ten. Let me help you up with your bags.”
We follow him up to the second level and he opens the door with a master key on his own key ring. He holds the door open and he sets our bags down just inside the door on a suitcase rack.
“If you need any refreshments, you have a mini fridge and stocked cupboard over here. On your night stand is a schedule for when meals are served if you are interested in joining us in the dining hall. All meals and food in your room are included in your booking fee, so please feel free to enjoy. There are also some brochures on local attractions in your nightstand. If I can be of any assistance, just dial star one on your phone. I hope you both enjoy your stay.”
“Thank you very much.”
After he leaves, Hannah wraps her arms around me smiling. “Baby, this room is so cute.” She kisses my lips, and then pulls me towards the door to the balcony. “Let’s see what kind of view we have.” She pulls the curtain aside and we both gasp in awe. “Oh, wow.”
The view is perfect. We are overlooking the pond with tall pines, oaks, and maples framing it in a crescent moon shape. The sky is mostly a dark gray blue with the horizon over the trees on the other side of the pond painted orange, pink, and purple as the sun dips below the cover of night. I wrap my arms around Hannah from behind and hold her close while we just stare out at the beautiful sight.
We stand here for quite a while, just watching the sky change from a colorful palette to a clear black ink stain dotted with silver stars. Hannah turns in my arms, looking at me with so much peace and tranquility written on her face.
“Can I use the bathroom first to freshen up? Then I’d really like to get you into the comfortable looking bed over there.”
“Ok.”
While I wait for Hannah, I light several candles I had packed in my suitcase and set them up around the room. Then I grab my toiletries bag and wait on the armchair.
When Hannah comes out, she’s wearing a pure white satin robe that only comes a third of the way down her bare thighs. Her long golden hair is down and draped over her shoulders. When she sees the candles, her smile widens and she licks her lips.
She sits on the edge of the bed in a seductive way and says, “Your turn. Don’t take too long. I left something in there for you. ”
There’s a gift box with a ribbon around it sitting on the sink counter. I quickly place my toiletries bag aside and pull the ribbon off the box. I lift the lid and laugh loudly. My face blushes and I swallow hard.
“Oh, my god.”
Hannah actually bought me the chainmail bikini. I look in the mirror and laugh at the cheesy grin on my face. I quickly start ripping my clothes off. After brushing my teeth and wiping the travel feeling off my body, I lift the heavy metal top out of the box. The design is simple and it’s not hard to put on. I’m surprised how smoothly the links lay and shape to my form. And I’m even more surprised that the links aren’t pinching my skin at all when I move. I bite my bottom lip as I inspect myself in the mirror. Damn, this thing is hot. I really hope Hannah wears this for me sometime.
Hannah is l
aying out on the center of the bed, completely nude. As I step out in front of her, her jaw drops and she moans. She stands up and comes over to me biting her bottom lip.
“Baby, you look so damn good.” She gently runs her hands over my breasts and smiles. “Can I please take some pictures of you like this?” I blush as I release a nervous laugh. “Ok, if you must.”
“I must.”
Hannah jumps up to grab her phone. She positions me in several different poses while she takes pictures of me with an adorable grin on her face. After reviewing the pictures she took, she looks at me with hungry desire and sets her phone down.
She grabs my hands, pulls me up off the edge of the bed, and pulls me into an intense kiss. While we kiss, her hands gently trace every inch of my chainmail covered breasts, ass, and center. As she grips my ass, pressing the metal links into my skin, we both moan. Her hand cups one of my breasts and she squeezes. The metal links pinch my nipple, causing a spark between my legs. While she gently plays with my breasts and ass, I run my hands up and down her entire torso, front and back.
I firmly pinch Hannah’s nipples and she moans as she sucks my bottom lip. She releases my lip and then teases my tongue out to reach for hers and sucks my tongue for a moment. Hannah dips into my neck and sucks my skin firmly below my ear, making my head roll back and a long low moan to burr from my lips.
She kisses up and down my neck and then whispers in my ear, “What is my apartment number, Brooke?” My head is foggy and it takes me a moment to realize her meaning, the answer is 69. “Oh, god, yes.”
Her hands start unclasping my metal garments as her mouth trails down my chest. When we both are standing pressed together, skin to skin, Hannah looks in my eyes.
“Can I have the top?”
I smile and pull her down onto the bed with me. After kissing and groping for a few more minutes, Hannah pins me on my back, spreads my legs wide, and turns tails, placing her center right above my face.
“So, perfect.”
Her center is soaked with her arousal and her arched body and perky boobs hovering above me is just an incredible sight. I run my hands up her thighs, grip her cheeks and pull her down against me. At the same time that my tongue licks up her length, Hannah dips hers inside me.
I can’t believe it has taken us this long to do this. Our sex is anything but boring or habitually the same each time, but this is one position that seemed obvious to do very early on because of my silly giggling reaction the first time I saw her apartment number. It was after she took me to her place to let me sleep off the mimosas. The mimosas that were the true catalyst for our relationship starting so quickly .
I rapidly and firmly flick and lash my tongue across her sweet tender flesh as I try to bend her erogenous zones into submission and turn my beautiful golden-haired goddess into a golden shaft of ecstasy as she cums against me. Hannah moans loudly and tries to muffle the sound in my center, pressing her face deep into me, bottoming her tongue out inside me. I pinch her swollen clit between my teeth and Hannah gasps and spasms. In reaction, she sucks mine firmly, making me moan and grip her hips, pulling her down against me harder.
Hannah thrusts her hips down, slowly humping against my tongue and mouth. Hannah sucks my clit and inserts her thumb inside me, pressing into a spot that always makes me scream out. I inhale deeply and hide my face deeper inside her, trying not to scream. I don’t know how thin these walls are here and I don’t want to be “those” neighbors to the other guests in the house. I slip a few fingers inside her and feel her walls tighten around me immediately. While I work my fingers in and out of her, twisting and flicking against the spots that send her soaring higher, I stroke my tongue against the rest of her.
My body starts to tremble and my nerves start to tingle. I climax my thighs clamp over Hannah’s head. She releases a moaning giggle and pries my thighs open. She lays her head on my thigh, breathing hard against my skin. Hannah’s hips stiffen and her torso drops completely to rest on me unsupported. Her body shakes against me as she burst with a deep, long gasping moan.
Hannah slowly rolls of off me and rests her hand on my pumping stomach – both of us are panting for air. I lay my hand over hers and rest my other hand on her leg. We look down at each other and smile.
“Come here.” I laugh and shake my head. “You come up here.”
“I can’t move. ”
“But the pillows and my lips are up here.” Hannah grins and props herself up on her elbows. “For your lips, I’ll find the strength. The pillows are nonessential.”
She rotates to lay next to me with her leg draped over mine, and props up on an elbow hovering above my face. She smiles and bends down to kiss me. We kiss for a few moments and then she lays on my chest.
“I think I’m going to fall asleep soon.”
“Me too. Do you want to get under the covers?”
“I don’t want to move; I’m really comfortable.” She reaches behind herself and pulls the side of the comforter up over her. “Pull your side up over there. We’ll be like a sexy burrito tonight.” I laugh and copy her with the comforter on my side. “I love you, Hannah.”
“I love you too, baby. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
Chapter Twenty-One
I feel something soft and warm moving over my face through my sleepy haze. I drag my mind out of dream land and slowly open my eyes. Hannah is leaning on her elbow next to me smiling. I smile and rub the sleep out of my eyes.
“Good morning, my sexy knight.” I laugh and pull her over on top of me. “Good morning, my golden-haired princess. Did you sleep ok?” Hannah adjusts herself so she’s lying flat on top of me propped up on her forearms so she can look at me. “Perfectly. You?”
“Like a knight who was thoroughly ravaged by a beautiful princess.” She grins and bends down to gently kiss my lips. “Last night was amazing. Thank you for wearing that for me and allowing me to take pictures of you.”
“Well, you did allow me to take some amazing nudes of you, so I kind of owed you.”
“Oh, don’t think this gets you out of that. I’m going to take your nudes as well.” I laugh and shrug my shoulders. “For you, I’d do anything.” Hannah smiles really big and kisses my lips again. “Do you want to go join the rest of the house for breakfast or do you want to go out?”
“They have some benches and Adirondack chairs in the lawn overlooking the pond. You think we’d be able to get something and go sit out there to eat? ”
“I love how romantic you are. Let’s get dressed and go find out.”
There are a few guests sitting in the large living room area busy in conversation while drinking and eating plates of food. I guess we can eat wherever we want. Hank, the owner, is sitting in an armchair reading a thick hardback novel. We find the dining room laid with a nice looking buffet of fresh fruit, bagels, muffins, sausages, eggs, and an assortment of juices, coffee, milk, and tea. Hannah and I make a plate of fruit and a bagel with cream cheese, and make some cups of coffee.
Just as we are coming back out to the living room area, Hank is standing with his coffee mug. He spots us and smiles.
“Good morning, ladies. Are you heading outside?”
“We were. Is that ok?” He laughs in a kind way and nods. “Of course, of course. If I can recommend a spot?” He waves us forward and opens the front door. We step out onto the deck with him and he points across the lawn to a tall backed two seater bench. “That bench has the best view. It’s also one of the best spots for star gazing.” He winks and turns to walk back inside. “Thank you, Hank.”
Hannah and I smile at each other and head across the lawn to the recommended spot. When we sit down, we let out a small sound of awe. It really is a magnificent view. The pond looks like a giant mirror reflecting the thick ring of vibrant green trees on its bank. On our side of the pond, about fifty yards away, is a large blue heron standing on a fallen tree above the water.
“Brooke, do you see him?” She whispers as if she
’s afraid speaking at normal tone will frighten him away. “Yeah, he’s pretty.”
“This whole place is beautiful.”
While we eat, the blue heron never leaves. He looks around himself every so often, stretches his wings a few times, and plucks a few small fish from the pond. On the other side of the pond, Hannah spots a large hawk silhouetted against the sky perched on a tall pine tree.
After we finish eating, Hannah leans in close to me, looping her arm in mine and rests her head on my shoulder. I kiss the top of her head before resting my head on hers.
“This is nice.”
Hannah squeezes my arm and lets out a small sound of contentment in reply.
We sit and just enjoy the view, quiet, and being close to each other for a while. I don’t want to do it right now, but I’m going to take a ton of pictures of this place before we leave. I brought a brand-new memory card so I’d be sure to have plenty of space to take as many pictures as I want.
Hannah lifts her head off of my shoulder and turns my face to look at her. She smiles and gently kisses my lips a few times before slipping her tongue in my mouth and giving me a breath taking kiss. When she pulls back, she smiles and inhales deeply.
“I guess we can’t sit here all day, huh?”
“This is our vacation. We can do whatever we want.”
“I think I want to go swimming now.”
“Slipping against your wet body in a pool of cool water definitely sounds like a wonderful plan.” Hannah giggles and kisses my lips. “Come on.”
We take our plates and mugs to the kitchen before going back to our room to get ready. After brushing our hair and teeth, we strip out of our lounging clothes to change into our bikinis. Hannah looks like a model in her bathing suit. I have a really hard time not staring at her as she ties the top around her neck. The pattern reminds me of the intricate geometric patterns on Indian mosaics and is brightly colored with blues, oranges, reds, and greens. Hannah catches me looking at her and smiles .