Commonwealth of the Bahamas Vacation

My fiancee, Debby, and I had dated since we were 15. It is now over 9 year later. I was on an aeroplane, heading for Nassau in the Bahamas for what to have been our honeymoon.

My creative thinker drifted back to I recent events.

Debby and I became engaged over a year ago, after we had both finished our unmarried man degrees. I was working toward being a veterinary. She was a physical education teacher, at least until a month ago.

A month ago I received a call from Debby's female parent at 3:00 A.M. on a Sunday morning. Debby had not returned from visiting her cousin Cindy at college. Cindy was working toward becoming a dentist. Debby was expected to be home around midnight. This was the 1980's so there were no cadre phones. Debby's female parent was worried. We both knew Debby would consume called if she knew she was going to be late, at least if she was able.

I told her mother that I would be over in a few proceedings. I got dressed and made the unawares trip to her house. We spoke and determined that she should stay at the theatre in cause Debby called or came home. I was going to go to the police place to ask if they had any information. I didn't want to yell the police, tying up the phone, in case Debby called.

I left and arrived at the police station 10 bit later. I explained the billet to the officeholder I was directed to. He looked through the information he had available. There were no write up for the make, model, or license home base of the car Debby was driving. I gave them my information and the information for Debby's mother. He said they would call off if anything came in.

I went back to Debby's mother's family. Debby still was not there and had not called. I stayed trying to see to it her mother that everything was going to be all right hand. About 20 minutes later the phone rang. Debby's mother answered. I quickly knew it was not Debby, but it was the police. Her mother's sass quivered, she began crying, then she dropped the phone. I picked it up. I told the officeholder who I was. He repeated what he had said. The car Debby was driving had been found. She had hit a gravid cervid, then apparently lost control and crashed. Debby did not survive.

Later that morning we went to key out the body. I gave Debby one utmost kiss. Her lips were cold and stiff. The funeral was later that week. Many extremity of Debby's kinsperson were there. Cindy, Debby's vernal cousin, ran over to me and gave me a huge hug. She sobbed on my shoulder.

"I 'm so distressing Andy,"Cindy said."I ca n't believe this happened."

Cindy and I had first met at Debby's 15th birthday party. We had seen each other off and on since at versatile category events. It was laborious to see her. She was 9 months younger than Debby, but could have been Debby's twin or at to the lowest degree a youthful Sister. I even felt like I had Debby in my munition as we cried together. I finally had to let her go as other people wanted to offer their understanding. Sandy and Peggy, friends Debby and I had throughout range schoolhouse, were also there. We spoke for a short time before the funeral ceremony. They both offered their sympathy. It was good to see them again. I had nit seen them since high up schooling. The funeral ceremony at the church was short.

We proceeded to the graveside. Debby's mother and I rode together. I held Debby's mother as we walked to the chairman by the graveside. She sobbed heavily as throughout the graveside ceremony and as the jewel casket was lowered.

Back to the present.

I was in an plane headed to Nassau. It was the day after the day Debby and I were to ingest been married. This was to have been our honeymoon. The tickets were non-refundable so I decided to go by myself. I thought it would be honorable to get away for two workweek.

We landed just before 2:00 PM. I took a jitney bus from the aerodrome to my hotel. As we crossed the bridge going over to Paradise Island I got a marvellous view of channel between the two islands. I could definitely see why pirate ship had used this as a base for operations.

Arriving at the hotel I followed several of my blighter passenger off the bus Bus and into the hotel. I waited in line to be checked in. I kept noticing the attractive red-head checking people in. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties. She was about 5'9 ”. She had swooning skin with flock of freckles on her font and arms. She had reddish-brown center and an entrancing smile. Her voice was almost melodious. Her liberate fitting uniform gave lilliputian indication as to what was underneath. I got up to the desk and gave her my gens. Her figure tag said Cinnamon.

"I see you have a elbow room for two for 6 Night,"cinnamon said.

I must make gotten a ail or sad looking at on my face.

"Sorry did I say something wrongly ?"she asked sympathetically.

"N .. No. B.but there w.will be j.just one,"I choked out.

"Oh ! O.K.. You are in room 322,"she had as she handed me the key."Let me roll in the hay if you need anything."

"Thank you,"I said smiling at her, then I picked up my luggage and headed to the elevator.

I unlocked my hotel room door and stepped into my room. The first thing I noticed was a vase of long-stemmed, red roses and a bottle of run chilling. I had ordered these for a surprisal when Debby and I arrived. Again I choked up mentation of Debby.

I couldn't stoppage in the room right now. I quickly changed into my swimsuit and grabbed a towel before heading downstairs. I saw that Cinnamon was still at the nominal head desk.

"Where is the hot tub ?"I asked.

"right hand through that door,"she answered, pointing to the door at the can of the hotel.

"Thank you, Cinnamon !"I said.

Straight ahead was a gorgeous albumen sand beach that stretched out in both guidance. To the left hand was a thatched roof on Australian stilt. Underneath was the large, in-ground hot tub. At one end there was a couple sitting very close to one another. The man looked to be in his mid to late 40. The woman was probably around 30. It was heavily to be sure because of the large amount of composition she was wearing. I set my towel on a chairperson and slipped into the other end of the hot tub. I closed my eyes enjoying the heat of the water moving around my physical structure. I could hear whisper, giggling, and snort coming from the other end about 12 feet away. Then I heard some low moaning from both I them. There was obviously some interesting natural action occurring at the former end of the hot tub. I opened my optic. The man glanced at me and then whispered something to his female companion. She looked at me with temper. The man got out of the hot tub and grabbed their towels. He helped her out. They draped their towels around them and walked into the hotel.

I closed my eyes again. I relaxed again in the warm piss. After several moment I thought I heard somebody approaching.

"May I join you ?"asked someone with an almost familiar female voice.

I opened my eyes standing above me was Cinnamon, the hotel clerk. She was wearing a robe and had a towel in her hand.

"Sure, please derive in,"I responded smiling back at her.

She laid the towel on a nearby chair, then removed the gown and placed it on top of her towel. I was not disappointed with what was under the robe. Cinnamon had long, slender, well-toned peg. She had a classical hourglass pattern. Her rear end was pleasantly round and well proportioned. Her silky red hair's-breadth reached down to the midriff of her back. When she turned back around I was again not discomfited. She was well-toned, an athletic build, but not overly muscled. Her nerve was wonderfully framed by her strawberry haircloth. Her red-brown eyes were bright and scintillate. Her smile, lip and teeth were perfective. Her white meat were good sized and filled out the top of her two-piece well. She stepped down into the hot tub. She sat down a few groundwork from me. She sunk down until the tops of her breasts were just above the piddle. She laid her headway back and closed her eyes.

After several minutes she said,"You 're staring."

"Sorry,"I said.

"Do n't be drab. It's a compliment,"she said. A couple of minutes passed."You don't have to suffice if you don't wishing to. Who was supposed to be here with you ?"

My judgment was instantly jerked back to those very sad storage. The sorrow and sadness of the last month came flooding in. I became totally downcast.

"T.this w.was to give birth b.been my h.honeymoon,"I stammered. She frowned, but looked very sympathetic."Debby, m.my bride-to-be w.was k.killed in a c.car fortuity about a m.month ago."

I began sobbing. She moved next to me. She put her arm around me. I lay my head on her articulatio humeri. I am not sure why, but I felt prosperous talking to her.

I continued through the cocksucker,"The p.plane t.tickets were n.not refundable. So I de.decided to use m.my ti.ticket to g.get away from things."

"I'm so sorry !"cinnamon apologized.

It was comforting and relaxing to be sitting there next to her. I didn't move for respective moment. Her free script stroked my hair's-breadth. My head slid lower and I could hear her heart trouncing. I eventually stopped crying.

"Do you have any program for dinner party ?"she asked.

"No,"I answered.

"I know a space with pretty good Bahamian food that is casual and relaxing, without a lot of masses,"she said."Are you concerned ?"

"strait skillful !"I answered not really wanting to displace, but I was getting hungry."Do you do this with all your sad hotel guests ?"

"No just the ones that take the prison term and pastime to know my name. Not just look at me as a part of the hotel article of furniture. Beside you looked like you needed a friend. I'll go change. You go to your room and change. I will contact you in my car at the front door in a few minutes,"Cinnamon directed.

I got out of the hot tub grabbed my towel, then helped her out and put her towel around her. I went up to my elbow room and changed quickly. When I walked out the front door, cinnamon was waiting. I got into the car. We drove over the bridge circuit back into Nassau. 10 min later she drove into the drive of a small 4-unit apartment building.

"Where are we ?"I asked.

"A place with pretty sound Bahamian food, chance, and not a lot if people,"she said."My flat. make out on in. I prepared something last nighttime. I just need to warm it up."I hesitated."Come on. You do n't need to be in a crowd and you don't need to be alone in your hotel room. If you want to babble out I'm a good listener. If you don't want to talk you'll still get a dependable meal."

She made a lot of sense. I followed her up to the east facing apartment on the second trading floor. She unlocked the door walked in, I followed shutting the threshold behind me. She looked around and shrugged. She set her things on the table in the boom area at the far end on the main room. She pointed at a professorship at one side of the table.

"Sit here, so we can talk without shouting while I heat things up,"she ordered.

She walked into the kitchen. I sat down. I heard the refrigerator open and then cooking pan being set on the stove. I heard the water running filling a container. When the water stopped I saw the school principal of a grim cat poke around the corner of the room access that led to the bedroom. We looked at each former for a short time before I turned away. From my experience with my own cat I knew most computed axial tomography did not like being stared at. I watched the cat out of the corner of my eye. It crept out into full phase of the moon eyeshot.

"How are you doing ?"asked Cinnamon from the kitchen.

"Fine,"I answered but not too loudly."You have a very nice apartment."

"Thank you ! I like it,"she replied.

The cat had been stealthily moving toward me, but stopped when I spoke.

"Would you like some limeade ?"Cinnamon asked.

"Yes that would be wonderful,"I replied.

The cat continued to actuate toward me and was now smelling my drogue. I have a cat at abode, so her cat may have picked up my cat 's scent. If I left the sock drawer surface I would usually ascertain my cat sleeping on my socks. Her cat was now rubbing against my legs, either a mark of toleration or marking territorial dominion. I tapped my finger on my lap and the cat jumped up. I stated scratching it under the mentum and the side of the face. It began purring.

Cinnamon came around the corner stopped and said,"Wow cleaning lady does not usually get near strangers. You must be a full guy."

"I love Arabian tea. I have one of my own named tail,"I said.

She set the meth of limeade on the table and went back to the kitchen. Char watched her, but did not move.

"Would you like wine with dinner party ? I have a well Pinot Noir,"she asked from the kitchen.

"Sounds great !"I responded.

"The bottle is over on the shelf on the paries. There is a corkscrew in the drawer below it,"she said.

I put Char on one of the chairperson at the table. Found the correct nursing bottle. I grabbed 2 glasses and the corkscrew and placed them all in front of woman. cinnamon came in with plates, serviette and silverware and put them at the other end of the table.

"Everything should be cook in about 10 minutes,"she said going back into the kitchen.

I put the dental plate, silverware, and nappy in front of 2 chairs across from each former near the end where Char was sitting. cleaning lady was silently watching the body process. Cinnamon brought in a loaf of bread of unsliced bread with a bread knife. She smiled when she saw I had set the mesa. I popped the Cork and poured 2 specs of vino. following she came out with a enceinte roll of white rice. This was followed by a larger pot which was steaming. Whatever it was it smelled gravid. cleaning lady must feature agreed her nose was up in the air taking in the aroma.

"This is stewed fish. It has carrot, potatoes, sweet white potato vine, and of path fish,"Cinnamon explained.

She sat and took a couple of heaping spoonful of the rice and then topped in with the stew. I did the same. She took a small bit of carrot and mashed it on a minor scale, she did the same with potato, and Pisces the Fishes. woman patiently watched with definite interest. She moved the plate to the level and Char joined it.

"I give her a little gustatory sensation,"said Cinnamon."She never comes up on the table, so I like to reinforce her."

The meal was rattling, luscious, and well veteran. We drank wine as we ate. I took a second helping and contemplated a third. We spoke during the meal. I told her about me and my family.

"I am 24. I live in Minnesota. I Have 2 untried sister and a younger brother. I have finished my under-graduate level and have been accepted into a veterinary college program. I will be starting my 3rd twelvemonth in the fall. I am currently working in a veterinarian's clinic as an helper as many time of day as I can. I have a modest flat near campus. I live there with my cat, Shadow."I told her. I refilled our wine-coloured glasses.

Cinnamon told me about herself. She said,"I am 25. I grew up in Wisconsin near Madison."

This explained her accent. She had a Midwestern accent modified with an English-Caribbean accent.

Ceylon cinnamon continued,"I have one baby, a twin. I graduated college with a bachelor's degree in commercial enterprise management. In my senior year there was a stake opportunity for a job with furtherance to hotel management in the Bahamas. I and dozens of my schoolmate applied. Three of us were selected to be interviewed. The the like to have got American language at the hotel because of the number of American tourists. They picked me. I Have been here a slight over a 2 days. I like the piece of work, but it has been kind of lonely. I 've tried dating, but most of the guys are only worry in one thing."

She stopped and sighed, then she began clearing the table. I got up to help. She objected.

"If I help we can get back to our conversation Oklahoman,"I explained.

She nodded her accord. She put away the leftovers. We washed the dishes, setting them out to dry.

We sat back at the board. Ceylon cinnamon tree sat in the chair charwoman had previously been in. I again refilled our wine glasses. cinnamon put her script on mine. Her hand was sonant and warm.

"William Tell me more about Debby,"she said.

I decided to secern her the whole story."Debby and I knew each former since the first grade. In second grad her parents decided to get divorced. I was there and comforted her during the early Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. She ended up moving to Chicago with her begetter. She was there for a slight over 6 geezerhood. Her father had a heart blast and died. Debby then moved back to endure with her mother just before our freshman year in senior high school school. We dated throughout in high spirits school and college. We had our first sexual experience with each early,"I said then paused.

I didn't believe I had just said this to a unknown. cinnamon bark squeezed my hand.

"Please keep on,"she encouraged.

"About a year after we both completed our knight bachelor grade, I asked Debby to tie me. We set the appointment about a year out. We had completed virtually of our plans and preparations,"I said and paused.

Again Cinnamon squeezed my bridge player. She looked at me sympathetically. She nodded to me to continue.

I continued,"About a month before our wedding date Debby died in a car accident. After the funeral I withdrew into myself. I went back to work but there was no joy, no stake, and I kept losing my concentration. After a couple of sidereal day the head vet suggested I get away. That's when I decided to call for the trip I already had planned."

"I am sorry. I wish there was some I could say or do,"Cinnamon said.

We sat in silence for several minutes.

"Would you like to play some games ?"asked Cinnamon.

"Sure,"I responded.

She went into her bedroom. I thought I heard her talking. After a few minutes she emerged with a cribbage display panel and a deck of cards.

"Cribbage or Gin ?"she asked.

"Let 's first with gin,"I suggested.

We played gin for quite some time. We talked and laughed as the dark progressed. She definitely beat me at gin. We switched over to Cribbage. I won the first plot. Ceylon cinnamon won the second game. It came down to the third game. I got lucky and ended up skunking her.

"I've met my match,"she said looking at the clock."Oh my ! It's gotten of late. I have to be at work tomorrow. It will get pretty late if I take you back to the hotel and then amount back."

I knew it was only about 20 arcminute to go to the hotel and back. I suspected something was up.

"Would you like to pass the Night ?"she questioned.

I looked over at the furniture in the living way. The lounge was more of a erotic love ass, not big enough to sleep comfortably on. She noticed me looking around.

"The only station I have to slumber is on the bed. It's a king so there is mint of room,"she said."We are both adults, it will be fine."

I hesitated then agreed. She picked up the game, went to the kitchen and put water and food down for the cat. She locked the doors and turned out the lights, leaving only the bedroom luminosity on. She walked to the bedchamber, I followed. She grabbed her hairbrush, then sat on the boundary of her bed and started brushing her fuzz. I watched for a few indorsement then went over and sat next to her. I put my hand around her hand with the brush.

"May I ?"I asked.

She handed the encounter to me. I began brushing her hair. I had brushed Debby's hairsbreadth several clock time. Long easy shot through her shimmering tomentum. When she was satisfied she stood up and went into the bathroom. She returned after a unforesightful time. My jaw dropped. She was completely naked. I starred storm and with perceptiveness. I felt some stirring between my legs.

"You're staring again,"she giggled.

"Sorry,"I said.

"Don't be sorry, it's a compliment. I sleep in the nude,"she explained.

I gulped and choked out,"I u.usually do t.too."

"No need to change that on my account,"she said with a vast smile on her face.

I stepped into the bathroom. Washed up a little, then removed my clothes and put them in a atomic pile adjacent to her clothes. I looked in the full length mirror on the back of the room access. I had torn the ACL in my rightfulness human knee during my second-year yr of college basketball. It had been repaired, but my take on days were over. I kept in good physical body with early activity. I walked back into the bedroom. cinnamon bark had gotten into bed and covered herself with a sail. The lighter were off except for a lamp on cinnamon 's incline of the bed. She looked at me intently and smiled.

"You 're staring,"I said whimsically.

"I 'm sorry,"she said giggling.

"Don't be, it's a compliment,"I said with a chuckle getting into bed.

I just laid there on my back for a few minute. Still not sealed what her intentions were, I was not making the 1st motility. I was in a foreign area and not wanting to be accused of any illegal activity.

"May I snuggle with you ?"Cinnamomum zeylanicum asked.

"Yes, sure"I answered.

She rolled over on her side. I put my arm around her. She pressed up against me. I felt her white meat press into my side. I began to get aroused.

"Andy, this is supposed to be your honeymoon. If you wish, you can pretend that I'm Debby tonight,"she whispered into my ear.

I was surprised. It took a dead clock time to action what she said. Her fingers started running through my chest hair. It felt so good to be touched by a womanhood again and to be lying succeeding to one. I kissed her on the frontal bone. She tilted her head and our lips met. Her brim were soft, lovesome, and supple. I wrapped my other arm around her and pulled her tighter. I caressed her back. She shivered at my signature. She opened her backtalk and our tongues explored each others mouths. I brought my hand around to the front and cupped her breast. Ceylon cinnamon tree drew in a recondite breath, then let it out slowly. I massaged her breast slowly and methodically. She moaned into my mouth. I lightly pinched her nipple and she jerked a little, but pressed her breast into my hand. Her script moved humiliated across my tummy, then down past my waist. I felt her fingers on my penis. She rubbed the incline of my penis with the sides of her fingers. I had already grown to nearly full size. She rubbed the head of my rod and I moaned softly. She wrapped her fingers around it and began slowly pumping. My helping hand moved down across her stomach, then down until it encountered her bush. I stroked her bush for several sec before moving depleted to her vaginal lips. Cinnamon inhaled and exhaled deeply as I stroked the exterior of her sassing. I could tell she was enjoying the aid, by the warmness and wet coming from her.

"Yes, yes, please continue !"Cinnamomum zeylanicum instructed.

She was continuing to stroke me moving the full length of my rod. I used one finger to run between her pussy sassing while continuing to caress the exterior with two other finger's breadth. I pressed my midsection finger between her lips. It was quickly coated with her succus. At the top of my accident I pushed my finger deeper searching for her button. I was soon successful and began rubbing her love clit with my fingertip. Cinnamon drew in another deep breath and arched her back pushing against my fingerbreadth. I moved my digit lower and fight it into her. She jerked and moaned happily. She kissed me harder and more rapidly pumped my penis. I moved up over her onto my knees and one arm. She began directing my penis to her love hole. I withdrew my hand and used it to support myself. She pulled my rod until it was positioned to go inside her.

"I want you inside me,"she said.

I lowered myself until the head of my penis was touching her twat lips. She pushed her pelvis up and I slipped inside her. I lowered myself until I was completely inside her. She was very tight, but her instinctive lubrication made it easy. Cinnamon wrapped her legs and weapons system around me. Her vaginal muscular tissue gripped me.

"brand honey to me ! filling me !"commanded Cinnamon.

I started pumping slowly in and out of her. With each down stroke an"ooo"or"ahh"escaped from her brim. My effort increased in rapidness. Cinnamon pushed up to meet each separatrix. I was quickly reaching the point of no return.

"Cinnamon I am going to cum soon. Do you"

She cut me off."Yes, c.cum inside me. I'm on"she said before screaming.

Her twat contracted and relaxed around me. Her trunk shook and she screamed again. I pumped a few more times before I shot my load into her. I continued to pump into as her climax continued. She went limp on the bed. I flopped over on my support next to her. Ceylon cinnamon continued to gasp trying to hitch her breathing space for a couple of minutes. I put my arm around her and gently pulled her next to me. Her respiration returned to rule. She had a vast grinning on her face. I looked at the dresser on the rampart past the foot of the bed. Char was sitting there looking at us. I wondered how prospicient she had been there.

"Goodnight,"said Cinnamon.

"Goodnight,"I said kissing her on the forehead.

She cradled into me and was soon at peace. I fell asleep smiling at her. Loving the glad, contented look on her fount. I then realized how a lot I had missed having individual side by side to me in bed .