Bill was mesmerised by the exquisite beauty of what Peggy was presenting to him - there was the sheer beauty of a woman with her white lacy panties rolled down to just below her bottom and her petticoat and dress bunched up high.
'Quick Bill', Peggy pleaded. 'There is some antiseptic crème on the vanity, it will do as lubricant. Put some on "Wilbur", it will make it easier for you to move inside me'.
Bill did as Peggy suggested. The crème felt cool and soothing as he applied it. Bill then knelt once more and gently kissed Peggy's anal opening before placing and inserting some of the crème there too. Peggy sighed with pleasure as she felt Bill's sensual touch.
Before Bill stood once more, he looked longingly at what was before him. To Bill, Peggy's vagina was like a beautiful Lily moistened with early morning dew. Bill whispered to Peggy. 'Seeing you are calling my penis Wilbur I am going to call your vagina Lily. To me it looks like a beautiful Lily'.
'That's a beautiful thing to say', Peggy whispered. 'God I love you Bill'.
To emphasise the feelings Bill had, and the genuineness of what he had said; Bill gently kissed Lily. For a few moments he savoured the delicate taste and scent of the copious quantities of moisture that exuded from her exquisite opening. To Bill it truly was like nectar from a flower; there was a subtle taste of citrus and a scent of the taboo and forbidden. To Bill the moistness of Lily really was nectar from the gods.
Reluctantly, Bill stood once more. He had to; he was getting close to climaxing.
Bill placed his left hand on the front of Peggy's thigh while holding Wilbur with his right. He lovingly touched Wilbur on Peggy's anal opening and pushed gently. The warm feeling was exquisite and Bill quivered with emotion. From that moment Bill became totally oblivious to time or place. All he knew was a deep overpowering feeling of love for Peggy.
Peggy on feeling Wilbur brush against her bottom; relaxed her opening involuntarily to allow Wilbur to enter. It was exquisitely beautiful for Bill to feel and see Peggy's opening move sensually and spasmodically - begging for Wilbur to be inside. Peggy was whispering over and over again. 'Yes please, yes please Bill'.
With just a little pressure so as not to give Peggy any discomfort, Bill slipped the tip of Wilbur inside. Peggy cried out. 'I love you Bill'.
Bill while looking down and continuing to apply gentle pressure could see Wilbur moving slowly and gently into Peggy. The sight of Wilbur disappearing into that sacred place excited Bill beyond belief.
As Wilbur slid gently in and disappeared between the cheeks of Peggy's bottom, Peggy and Bill commenced a beautiful process of coming together as one. Bill watched Wilbur move further and further in. The exquisite soft tightness and warmth that Bill could feel within Peggy was beyond words.
Bill watched Wilbur disappearing until he felt the warmth of Peggy's exquisitely soft bottom, hard up against his thighs. The entire length of Wilbur was now lost from view. Peggy reached behind and pulled on the cheeks of Bill's bottom to try and get Wilbur to go even deeper. She had never felt anything as exquisite as having the full length of Wilbur deep inside her.
Bill lingered for a moment and closed his eyes. He could feel exquisite sensual contractions deep within Peggy. They were clasping at Wilbur as Peggy moved to another realm and relinquished any consciousness of the real and now.
In feeling Wilbur deep inside her, Peggy had by then become engulfed by an intense spiritual love as if she were in a dream. It was a spiritual love that radiated as an indefinable energy from within her. Bill could feel that energy of Peggy's love for him flowing through Wilbur to somewhere deep inside him. He could feel the magic of what could only be described to be an intense and pulsing warmth at the very core of Peggy's being. From that moment; Peggy and Bill were joined in love as one single being.
Bill commenced moving Wilbur slowly back and forth. Bill was completely dazed - almost stunned - by the aura of love that had engulfed him. He had closed his eyes in ecstasy and was barely conscious of moving Wilbur back and forth; slowly at first and then faster as desperate overwhelming passion grew.
Finally, after some unknown length of time, overpowering orgasm engulfed Peggy and Bill as it swept over them like some intense wave of spiritual warmth. Peggy and Bill shuddered involuntarily as they felt that energy swell and then subside as if the warmth of a whole summer had passed in a few seconds.
Peggy had tried to cry out a longing for Bill as she felt his warm release deep inside her. Words for Peggy wouldn't come; she could hardly breathe with the sensual and beautiful love she felt manifesting itself inside her body - a love that had come from Bill.
It was then in near exhaustion from the intense all-consuming passions, that Peggy collapsed and knelt on "all fours' on the floor. Bill lay on her back and kept Wilbur deep inside her. Nether of them wanted the beautiful moment to leave them.
Bill was breathing hard, almost gasping for air. He wept as strong emotions relating to his life and the beautiful woman he had found, overcame him. Wilbur remained deep inside Peggy for maybe ten minutes while Bill desperately kissed Peggy, and nuzzled into her neck and her soft hair.
When reality had finally returned, Bill knelt behind Peggy and carefully and slowly withdrew Wilbur. Bill glanced down; to him it was exquisite magic to see Wilbur moving from between the cheeks of Peggy's beautiful bottom. When Wilbur had been withdrawn, Bill watched as Peggy's opening closed in a most beautiful and sensual way. A door to her very soul was sealed. Bill desperately hoped that he might go there again.
Peggy remained on "all fours", still not wanting to move after the deep and sensual feelings she had experienced. Bill then bent down and tenderly kissed Peggy between the cheeks of her bottom. He then moved lower and kissed Lily as well. Bill kissed and licked Peggy's forbidden beauty over and over again to thank her for the utmost pleasure she had given him. For many minutes the pair remained in a state of almost "euphoric shock".
Reality returned when Peggy and Bill were suddenly conscious once more of the sound and the movement of the train as it sped on through the night. In the dim light of the sleeper Bill glanced at his watch - it was not long after midnight. It struck him then that when orgasm had overcome them, it was in all probability on the stroke of midnight.
The pair stood and embraced. Peggy had tears of emotion streaming down her face.
'Oh Bill', Peggy whispered. 'I have never experienced anything so beautiful in my life'.
'Oh Peggy, Peggy', Bill whispered while frantically kissing her. 'It was the same for me. You are such an incredibly beautiful woman'.
Peggy clung to Bill and looked directly into his eyes with an almost soul searching look. She was serious for a moment and said. 'Bill, it's not many hours from now and we will have to go our separate ways. There is something I want to say and I mean it with all my heart Bill. I love you'.
'God I love you too', Bill whispered. 'How can I contact you? Where can I find you?
'Shshshsh', Peggy said putting a finger to her lips. 'Let's not worry about that now. We are supposed to be heading to your sleeper Bill. Come-on, I want to undress you and explore you. I want to kiss your beautiful body all over - it's my turn my darling.
'When I have aroused you again, I want to feel Wilbur inside Lily. Then let me sleep with you and feel your warm body next to me. Please Bill'.
'Of course', said Bill. 'Just one special favour; I am absolutely besotted with the beauty of your body Peggy. When we go to sleep, please could you lie on top of me in the "69" position, please Peggy? I want to go to sleep looking at and savouring the scent of you as a woman. I have never seen anything as beautiful as you Peggy.
Peggy kissed Bill tenderly and once again focussed her eyes on his. She then said in a hushed voice. 'Yes please Bill; I too want to go off to sleep while I look at Wilbur and kiss him and take him in my mouth. To me Bill, it is a very special thing that you have no inhibitions about wanting my body. I feel privileged that a male as beautiful as you, wants to look at my body and love me as a wo
man. I love you Bill'.
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It was by 2.00am that two lovers were sound asleep and locked together in the sensual intimacy of the "69" position. That night on the midnight train to Chicago, an inextinguishable love had been ignited for ever.
Life however is not always as it seems. A new day often brings about unexpected things - as Bill was soon to realise.
Chapter 3
A Shock For Bill.
Later that morning Bill was awoken at 8.00a.m by a knock on the sleeper door. It was one of the train hospitality crew - a young female with a southern drawl Bill had thought by the sound of the voice.
'Mr Douglas', the voice called. 'Would you like me to bring you breakfast - we have a cooked or continental selection. Just a friendly reminder; breakfast in the dining car is served until 9.30a.m'.
'Just a moment!' Bill called out.
Bill was in a state of shock for an instant. He wondered if his beautiful Peggy had been a figment of his imagination and perhaps it had all been a dream. She was nowhere to be seen - her things, everything were gone.
Bill called out to the female outside the door. 'Thanks, I will have breakfast in the dining car'.
'Thanks Mr Douglas', the voice outside the door responded.
Bill was stunned. The woman he truly loved had vanished. He thought maybe she had gone back to her sleeper to maybe take a shower so she wouldn't wake him. Bill brightened up with the thought and muttered to himself. "Yes that's what she must have done".
Bill leapt out of the bed surmising that the best thing to do would be to have a quick shower and make himself presentable for Peggy. However his heart sank, when he moved to the shower there was an envelope fastened to the mirror above the basin. On the front of the envelope it simply read "Bill".
"Oh dear God" Bill muttered to himself. "I love Peggy, I can't do without her".
Bill removed the envelope from the mirror then sat back down on the bed to open it. Inside was a hastily written message from Peggy. It was quite long. Peggy had put a lot of thought into what she had written. The message read:
Dear Bill,
Being with you last night was the most beautiful experience of my life. I have never known a man with such sensitivity that possessed such caring feelings for a woman. There is one thing I can say from the bottom of my heart my dearest Bill - I love you more than you will ever know.
I woke at 4.00am this morning and I thought seriously about you and me. Bill you are married and I can't bring it upon myself to take away someone else's husband. It is just not in me to do so.
Bill I know from what you relayed to me that you are not happy with your wife; but maybe there is a chance of reconciliation. I can't come between you two; it's not my right to do so even though I do love you. Then there are your children to think of; as well as your career. You have an important meeting in Chicago and being involved with me would prove to be a distraction at a time when you need to focus on what you are doing. I wouldn't be able to stop wanting you and your magnificent body - especially Wilbur and I mean it in the most loving and sensual sense. I suppose what I am tying to say Bill is that you are the most beautiful male I have ever seen and I can't resist you.
Oh my darling Bill, it was so hard to do what I needed to do. As I write this note there are tears streaming down my face, tears that emanate from my deep love for you. Bill I look a right mess, I'm glad you can't see me. Please keep an image in your mind of me when I was smiling.
Bill I am so sorry it has to be this way, but I think it is for the best. By the time you read this I will have got off the train at St Louis. I am catching a flight to New York from there.
Take care Bill. I will never, never forget you as long as I live.
I Love you.
Peggy XXXX
Poor Bill was absolutely stunned with what he had read. He knew instinctively that Peggy was the sort of woman he could spend the rest of his life with and be happy. Tears welled up in his eyes. He then broke down and cried uncontrollably. It really hit him how much he did love Peggy. He realised that it wasn't just the beauty of her body he wanted. No there was a chemistry of attraction between them that would be difficult to ever find again in a lifetime.
Bill's crying relieved some of the desperate soul searching tension he felt. In spite of feelings of absolute despair he forced himself to think rationally for a moment.
Bill was oblivious to the sound of the train as it powered on towards Chicago. He didn't hear the train slow and then stop for passengers at Springfield. No, Bill sat for maybe twenty minutes, staring at the ceiling of the sleeper saying to himself over and over again. "I love you Peggy". Thoughts raced through his mind as to what he should do next.
There were two alternatives. Bill realised he had to be positive with whichever alternative he chose and to get on with his life - there would be no reneging once a decision had been made, Bill was that sort of person.
One alternative was to forget Peggy and get on with what he was supposed to be doing in going to Chicago. He would then have to return to Dallas and get on with his life as though nothing had happened - the same old life that made him miserable.
The second alternative was to abandon everything he had ever worked for and to go in search of his beloved Peggy. It would mean losing his job, his wife, the house where they lived. There could even be legal issues arising from such action - particularly relating to his employment contract with Apricot.
It didn't take Bill long to make a decision. He had made up his mind he was going to go in search of Peggy; he couldn't live without at least seeing her again. As far as Bill was concerned, even if he found Peggy and she didn't want him, Peggy had been a wakeup call to abandon the misery of the life he had been leading. If things got too bad he would emigrate - anywhere, just to escape.
Bill punched the air with his fists and let out a cry of. "Fuck you world". He then shouted out loud. "Thank you Peggy. You have freed me. I am coming to get you. I love you, I love you!"
Bill suddenly felt positive. There was an objective in place to turn his life around and bugger the consequences. There was no question of it; it flowed through his very being, he loved Peggy and he had to find her.
Bill wasn't quite sure what his plan of action would be. To get things moving he decided he would shower, dress and then head for the dining car for breakfast. Bill was sure that some food inside him would get his brain into action. It would then be over breakfast he would formulate a plan. As far as Bill was concerned he would find his beloved Peggy.
Bill was seated in the dining car and having a breakfast of bacon and eggs, toast and coffee by 9.00a.m. His mind was racing, he constantly thought about Peggy and how he might go about locating her. It was going to be incredibly difficult in a city the size of New York with a little under twenty million people.
While Bill sat having his breakfast he formulated a plan and wrote it down. He was serious and determined. He numbered each item as he thought about it. It went something like this:
1) Setup a proxy server IP address on jpad (somewhere other than in the USA). Email wife - never be returning.
2) Using jpad, close all paths of contact: email, Twitter, Facebook, blogs, Skype. Change cell phone number and put it under a fictitious name. Remove postal address from records where applicable. Do a search and check if name Peggy had any significance.
3) If Peggy is un-locatable through normal channels using jpad; place an advert in the New York Times personal column; pleading for Peggy to make contact.
4) Leave a message on Alf's cell phone that he had "missed the train" and wouldn't be arriving in Chicago.
IMPORTANT In leaving a message for Alf, place discretely somewhere in the message: "Fuck you Alf you arsehole".
5) Find online; temporary rental accommodation in New York - somewhere cheap in the Bronx
6) Get to a bank at first opportunity; withdraw entire salary that had been deposited overnight. Withdraw as cash.
7) Once in New York;
look for a job - any job. Clean toilets, pump gas, whatever.
As far as Bill was concerned, as he sat writing a list of things he would do, his love for Peggy was uppermost in his mind.
Once Bill had put his list together he read it over several times to get it firmly entrenched in his mind. It made him feel positive about what he was embarking on. One thing that really gave him hope and spurred him on was that in the note Peggy had left, there was no question of it; she had stated quite clearly and unequivocally, that she loved him.
When Bill had finished his breakfast he poured himself a strong cup of coffee and then read Peggy's note over and over again. He tried to see "behind" the words if there was anything hidden that might reveal another slant on why Peggy had left so suddenly.
One thing that had mystified Bill was that Peggy wouldn't talk of her past or what she did for a living. She hadn't even indicated what her surname was. Unanswered questions raced through Bill's mind such as: "Was she married?" "Maybe she already had a partner?" Bill surmised however that this wouldn't be the case because of her open expression of love for him.
The re-reading of Peggy's note didn't seem to reveal anything for Bill apart from the fact that Peggy was a genuine caring person. "Maybe", Bill thought with a sigh. "Peggy didn't want the 'baggage' of my divorcing Felicity and issues of my teenage children hanging over her?" Bill had hoped that this wasn't the reason because he would never have allowed his past life to come anywhere near Peggy - especially his wife and his brats of teenage kids. They could go to hell as far as Bill was concerned.
Bill headed back to his sleeper at close on 9.30a.m when the train was just approaching Lincoln. On glancing outside, Bill could see that the weather had changed. It was cold and raining. No doubt there would still be sleet and possibly snow further north as the train approached Chicago.
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