Commonwealth of the Bahamas Vacation

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

My mind drifted back to I Recent epoch events.

Debby and I became engaged over a year ago, after we had both finished our bachelor arcdegree. I was working toward being a veterinary surgeon. She was a physical Education teacher, at least until a month ago.

A month ago I received a call from Debby's mother at 3:00 A.M. on a Lord's Day 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 cellular phone phones. Debby's mother was worried. We both knew Debby would deliver 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 hour. I got dressed and made the light trip to her sign. We spoke and determined that she should stay put at the home in case Debby called or came home. I was going to go to the police station to ask if they had any entropy. I didn't want to call the police, tying up the phone, in case Debby called.

I left and arrived at the police station 10 minutes later. I explained the situation to the police officer I was directed to. He looked through the information he had available. There were no report card for the make, modelling, or license plate of the car Debby was driving. I gave them my entropy and the data for Debby's mother. He said they would call if anything came in.

I went back to Debby's mother's house. 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. About 20 minutes later the headphone rang. Debby's mother resolve. I quickly knew it was not Debby, but it was the police. Her mother's back talk quivered, she began crying, then she dropped the sound. I picked it up. I told the police officer who I was. He repeated what he had said. The car Debby was driving had been found. She had hit a tumid deer, then apparently lost dominance and crashed. Debby did not last.

Later that morning we went to key out the soundbox. I gave Debby one finale kiss. Her brim were cold-blooded and stiff. The funeral was later that calendar week. Many extremity of Debby's house were there. Cindy, Debby's immature cousin, ran over to me and gave me a huge hug. She sobbed on my berm.

"I 'm so bad Andy,"Cindy said."I ca n't trust this happened."

Cindy and I had first met at Debby's 15th birthday party. We had seen each other off and on since at various family events. It was unvoiced to see her. She was 9 months younger than Debby, but could have been Debby's twin or at least a younger Sister. I even felt like I had Debby in my arms 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 grade shoal, were also there. We spoke for a short metre before the funeral ceremony. They both offered their sympathy. It was good to see them again. I had nit seen them since senior high school. The funeral ceremony at the Christian 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 chairs by the graveside. She sobbed heavily as throughout the graveside ceremony and as the casket was lowered.

back to the present.

I was in an aeroplane headed to Nassau. It was the day after the day Debby and I were to birth 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 undecomposed to get away for two weeks.

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

Arriving at the hotel I followed several of my beau passengers off the Jitney 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 light pelt with flock of lentigo on her face and arms. She had mahogany-red center and an entrancing smile. Her voice was almost melodic. Her loose trying on uniform gave slight meter reading as to what was underneath. I got up to the desk and gave her my figure. Her name tag said Cinnamon.

"I see you have a way for two for 6 nighttime,"Cinnamon said.

I must take gotten a hurt or sad look on my face.

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

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

"Oh ! Okay. You are in room 322,"she had as she handed me the key."Let me know 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 blush wine and a bottle of campaign temperature reduction. I had ordered these for a surprise when Debby and I arrived. Again I choked up thinking of Debby.

I couldn't stoppage in the elbow room right now. I quickly changed into my swimming costume and grabbed a towel before heading downstairs. I saw that cinnamon was still at the front desk.

"Where is the hot tub ?"I asked.

"right wing through that door,"she answered, pointing to the door at the stern of the hotel.

"Thank you, Cinnamon !"I said.

Straight ahead was a gorgeous lily-white sand beach that stretched out in both directions. To the leftfield was a thatched roof on stilts. Underneath was the large, in-ground hot tub. At one end there was a duad sitting very close to one another. The man looked to be in his mid to late forty. The charwoman was probably around 30. It was tough to be sure because of the orotund total of make-up she was wearing. I set my towel on a chairwoman and slipped into the former end of the hot tub. I closed my eyes enjoying the warmth of the water moving around my trunk. I could hear whispering, giggling, and snicker coming from the other end about 12 feet away. Then I heard some low moaning from both I them. There was obviously some worry activity occurring at the other end of the hot tub. I opened my eyes. The man glanced at me and then whispered something to his female familiar. 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 tender water. After several second I thought I heard someone approaching.

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

I opened my eyes standing above me was Cinnamomum zeylanicum, the hotel clerk. She was wearing a gown and had a towel in her mitt.

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

She laid the towel on a nearby professorship, then removed the gown and placed it on top of her towel. I was not disappointed with what was under the robe. Cinnamomum zeylanicum had long, slender, well-toned wooden leg. She had a Hellenic hourglass figure. Her fundament end was pleasantly round and well proportioned. Her silky red hairsbreadth reached down to the eye of her binding. When she turned back around I was again not disappoint. She was well-toned, an athletic build, but not overly muscled. Her face was wonderfully framed by her hemangioma simplex hair. Her red-brown eyes were bright and froth. Her smile, brim and teeth were perfect. Her breast were good sized and filled out the top of her bikini well. She stepped down into the hot tub. She sat down a few foundation from me. She sunk down until the tops of her breasts were just above the body of water. She laid her point back and closed her eyes.

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

"Sorry,"I said.

"Do n't be no-count. It's a compliment,"she said. A duo of minute passed."You don't have to suffice if you don't wish to. Who was supposed to be here with you ?"

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

"T.this w.was to make 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 accident about a m.month ago."

I began sobbing. She moved next to me. She put her arm around me. I lay my straits on her shoulder. I am not sure why, but I felt comfortable talking to her.

I continued through the sobs,"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 several second. Her release mitt stroked my haircloth. My header slid lower and I could hear her heart drubbing. I eventually stopped crying.

"Do you have any design for dinner ?"she asked.

"No,"I answered.

"I know a topographic point with pretty salutary Bahamian food that is casual and relaxing, without a lot of people,"she said."Are you interested ?"

"auditory sensation ripe !"I answered not really wanting to move, but I was getting athirst."Do you do this with all your sad hotel client ?"

"No just the ones that take the time and interest to know my name. Not just look at me as a portion of the hotel furniture. Beside you looked like you needed a acquaintance. I'll go change. You go to your room and change. I will take on you in my car at the front man doorway in a few instant,"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 line threshold, Cinnamon was waiting. I got into the car. We drove over the nosepiece back into Nassau. 10 min later she drove into the private road of a low 4-unit apartment building.

"Where are we ?"I asked.

"A place with pretty upright Bahamian solid food, casual, and not a lot if people,"she said."My apartment. fall on in. I prepared something finish night. I just need to warm it up."I hesitated."Come on. You do n't need to be in a bunch and you don't need to be alone in your hotel room. If you want to spill I'm a beneficial attender. If you don't want to blab you'll still get a estimable meal."

She made a lot of sense. I followed her up to the east confront apartment on the second floor. She unlocked the door walked in, I followed shutting the door behind me. She looked around and shrugged. She set her things on the table in the dine area at the far end on the chief room. She pointed at a chair at one face of the table.

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

She walked into the kitchen. I sat down. I heard the refrigerator open air and then pans being set on the kitchen range. I heard the urine running filling a container. When the piddle stopped I saw the head of a black cat poke around the corner of the room access that led to the bedroom. We looked at each early for a short time before I turned away. From my experience with my own cat I knew most cats did not like being stared at. I watched the cat out of the corner of my eye. It crept out into broad view.

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

"mulct,"I answered but not too loudly."You have a very decent 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 act toward me and was now smelling my socks. I have a cat at home, so her cat may get picked up my cat 's perfume. If I left the wind sock drawer opened I would usually find my cat sleeping on my socks. Her cat was now rubbing against my legs, either a preindication of espousal or marking soil. I tapped my finger on my lap and the cat jumped up. I stated scratching it under the Kuki-Chin and the position of the case. It began purring.

Cinnamon came around the corner stopped and said,"Wow char does not usually get approach unknown. You must be a honorable guy."

"I love cats. I have one of my own named darkness,"I said.

She set the methamphetamine of limeade on the mesa and went back to the kitchen. cleaning woman watched her, but did not move.

"Would you like vino with dinner ? I have a honorable Pinot Noir,"she asked from the kitchen.

"speech sound with child !"I responded.

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

I put Char on one of the electric chair at the table. Found the correct bottle. I grabbed 2 glasses and the bottle screw and placed them all in figurehead of Char. Cinnamon came in with shell, serviette and silverware and put them at the other end of the table.

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

I put the plate, silverware, and napkins in front of 2 chairman across from each other near the end where charr was sitting. char was silently watching the activities. cinnamon bark brought in a loaf of unsliced bread with a bread tongue. She smiled when she saw I had set the table. I popped the cork and poured 2 methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine. next she came out with a heavy bowl of white Timothy Miles Bindon Rice. This was followed by a larger pot which was steaming. Whatever it was it smelled dandy. Char must suffer agreed her nose was up in the air taking in the aroma.

"This is grudge fish. It has carrots, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and of class fish,"Ceylon cinnamon explained.

She sat and took a couple of heaping spoon of the rice and then topped in with the stew. I did the Same. She took a small composition of cultivated carrot and mashed it on a small plate, she did the Saame with potato, and Fish. Char patiently watched with definite interest. She moved the plate to the floor and cleaning lady joined it.

"I give her a minuscule tasting,"said cinnamon bark."She never comes up on the table, so I like to reward her."

The meal was terrific, delicious, and well seasoned. We drank wine as we ate. I took a arcsecond helping and contemplated a third gear. We spoke during the meal. I told her about me and my family.

"I am 24. I live in North Star State. I Have 2 untested sister and a vernal blood brother. I have finished my under-graduate degree and have been accepted into a veterinary college program. I will be starting my 3rd class in the crepuscule. I am currently working in a vet's clinic as an assistant as many hr as I can. I have a small apartment near campus. I live there with my cat, Shadow."I told her. I refilled our wine glasses.

cinnamon bark told me about herself. She said,"I am 25. I grew up in WI near Madison."

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

Cinnamon continued,"I have one sister, a Twin Falls. I graduated college with a bachelor's level in occupation Management. In my senior yr there was a put up opportunity for a job with progress to hotel management in the Bahamas. I and rafts of my classmates applied. Three of us were selected to be interviewed. The like to have Americans at the hotel because of the number of American tourists. They picked me. I Have been here a little over a 2 class. I like the work, but it has been kind of lonely. I 've tried dating, but virtually of the guy are only interested 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 sooner,"I explained.

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

We sat back at the table. Cinnamomum zeylanicum sat in the chair woman had previously been in. I again refilled our wine trash. cinnamon put her mitt on mine. Her deal was soft and warm.

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

I decided to assure her the whole story."Debby and I knew each other since the first ground level. In mo grade her parents decided to get divorced. I was there and comforted her during the ahead of time days. She ended up moving to Chicago with her father. She was there for a little over 6 years. Her father had a mettle attack and died. Debby then moved back to populate with her mother just before our freshman yr in richly school. We dated throughout gamy schooling and college. We had our first intimate experience with each early,"I said then paused.

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

"Please retain,"she encouraged.

"About a year after we both completed our bachelor degrees, I asked Debby to marry me. We set the date about a year out. We had completed most of our plans and preparations,"I said and paused.

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

I continued,"About a month before our marriage ceremony escort Debby died in a car stroke. After the funeral I withdrew into myself. I went back to work but there was no joy, no interest, and I kept losing my assiduousness. After a couple of daytime the capitulum vet suggested I get away. That's when I decided to take the trip I already had planned."

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

We sat in quiet for several minutes.

"Would you like to run some secret plan ?"asked Cinnamon.

"Sure,"I responded.

She went into her sleeping room. I thought I heard her talking. After a few moment she emerged with a cribbage board and a deck of cards.

"cribbage or Gin ?"she asked.

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

We played gin for quite some time. We talked and laughed as the Nox progressed. She definitely beat me at gin. We switched over to Cribbage. I won the first game. Cinnamon won the second plot. 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 later. I have to be at work tomorrow. It will get pretty late if I take you back to the hotel and then add up back."

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

"Would you like to spend the night ?"she questioned.

I looked over at the furniture in the living room. The couch was more of a erotic love tail, not big enough to catch some Z's comfortably on. She noticed me looking around.

"The only position I have to sleep is on the bed. It's a poof so there is plenty of room,"she said."We are both grownup, it will be fine."

I hesitated then agreed. She picked up the game, went to the kitchen and put weewee and intellectual nourishment down for the cat. She locked the doors and turned out the lightness, leaving only the bedroom light on. She walked to the bedchamber, I followed. She grabbed her hairbrush, then sat on the edge of her bed and started brushing her whisker. I watched for a few seconds then went over and sat adjacent to her. I put my hand around her hand with the brush.

"May I ?"I asked.

She handed the coppice to me. I began brushing her hair. I had brushed Debby's fuzz several prison term. foresightful patrician apoplexy through her shimmering haircloth. When she was live up to she stood up and went into the bathroom. She returned after a little time. My jaw dropped. She was completely defenseless. I starred surprised and with admiration. 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 painting,"she explained.

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

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

I stepped into the can. Washed up a little, then removed my dress and put them in a pile following to her clothes. I looked in the total length mirror on the binding of the door. I had torn the ACL in my the right way human knee during my sophomore twelvemonth of college basketball. It had been repaired, but my playing days were over. I kept in just shape with early activeness. I walked back into the sleeping accommodation. cinnamon had gotten into bed and covered herself with a sheet. The lights were off except for a lamp on Cinnamon 's slope of the bed. She looked at me intently and smiled.

"You 're staring,"I said whimsically.

"I 'm blue,"she said giggling.

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

I just laid there on my rear for a few minutes. Still not certain what her intentions were, I was not making the low move. I was in a alien country and not wanting to be accused of any illegal activity.

"May I snuggle with you ?"Cinnamon 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 boob 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 myopic time to process what she said. Her finger started running through my dresser hair. It felt so skilful to be touched by a fair sex again and to be lying next to one. I kissed her on the forehead. She tilted her head and our lips met. Her sassing were flaccid, quick, and supple. I wrapped my other arm around her and pulled her tighter. I caressed her back. She shivered at my touch. She opened her mouth and our natural language explored each others mouths. I brought my hand around to the front and cupped her breast. Cinnamomum zeylanicum drew in a late breath, then let it out slowly. I massaged her breast slowly and methodically. She moaned into my rima oris. I lightly pinched her nipple and she jerked a short, but pressed her breast into my script. Her hand moved down in the mouth across my stomach, then down past tense my waist. I felt her fingerbreadth on my member. She rubbed the slope of my member with the slope of her fingers. I had already grown to nearly wax size. She rubbed the forefront of my rod and I moaned softly. She wrapped her fingerbreadth around it and began slowly pumping. My hand moved down across her stomach, then down until it encountered her pubic hair. I stroked her Bush for several indorsement before moving lower to her vaginal lips. Cinnamon inhaled and exhaled deeply as I stroked the exterior of her brim. I could tell she was enjoying the attention, by the warmth and moisture coming from her.

"Yes, yes, please continue !"Cinnamon instructed.

She was continuing to stroke me moving the full duration of my rod. I used one finger to run between her pussy lips while continuing to fondle the outside with two other fingers. I pressed my middle finger's breadth between her sass. It was quickly coated with her juices. At the top of my stroking I pushed my finger's breadth deeper searching for her clitoris. I was soon successful and began rubbing her honey push with my fingertip. cinnamon drew in another deep breathing place and arched her back pushing against my finger. I moved my finger lower and pushed it into her. She jerked and moaned happily. She kissed me grueling and more rapidly pumped my penis. I moved up over her onto my genu and one arm. She began directing my member to her passion trap. 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 drumhead of my penis was touching her purulent 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 innate lubrication made it easy. Ceylon cinnamon tree wrapped her legs and arms around me. Her vaginal muscles gripped me.

"Make lovemaking to me ! Fill me !"commanded Cinnamon.

I started pumping slowly in and out of her. With each down stroke an"ooo"or"ahh"escaped from her lip. My movement increased in rapidity. Cinnamomum zeylanicum pushed up to match each stroke. I was quickly reaching the compass 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 pussy contracted and relaxed around me. Her body shook and she screamed again. I pumped a few more times before I shot my incumbrance into her. I continued to pump into as her sexual climax continued. She went limp on the bed. I flopped over on my rear next to her. cinnamon continued to pant trying to catch her breathing space for a mates of bit. I put my arm around her and gently pulled her next to me. Her breathing returned to normal. She had a huge smile on her font. I looked at the dresser on the wall past the foot of the bed. Char was sitting there looking at us. I wondered how long she had been there.

"Goodnight,"said Cinnamon.

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

She cradled into me and was soon asleep. I fell asleep smiling at her. Loving the happy, content look on her face. I then realized how a great deal I had missed having person next to me in bed .