Bahamas holiday

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 Bahama Islands for what to take been our honeymoon.

My mind drifted back to I recent events.

Debby and I became engaged over a twelvemonth ago, after we had both finished our bachelor degree. I was working toward being a vet. She was a physical education instructor, at to the lowest degree until a month ago.

A month ago I received a vociferation from Debby's mother at 3:00 A.M. on a Sunday forenoon. 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 cell phones. Debby's mother was worried. We both knew Debby would possess 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 minutes. I got dressed and made the forgetful trip to her household. We spoke and determined that she should ride out at the house in case Debby called or came home. I was going to go to the police station to ask if they had any information. 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 place to the military officer I was directed to. He looked through the information he had useable. There were no story for the make, modelling, or license plate of the car Debby was driving. I gave them my info and the entropy 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 assure her mother that everything was going to be all right. About 20 minutes later the phone rang. Debby's mother answered. I quickly knew it was not Debby, but it was the police force. Her mother's mouth quivered, she began crying, then she dropped the telephone set. I picked it up. I told the officer who I was. He repeated what he had said. The car Debby was driving had been found. She had hit a large deer, then apparently lost control and crashed. Debby did not last.

Later that morning we went to identify the body. I gave Debby one net osculation. Her mouth were frigidness and stiff. The funeral was later that week. Many members of Debby's family were there. Cindy, Debby's jr. first cousin, ran over to me and gave me a huge hug. She sobbed on my shoulder.

"I 'm so sorry 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 former off and on since at various home events. It was hard to see her. She was 9 months younger than Debby, but could have been Debby's Twin or at least a unseasoned babe. I even felt like I had Debby in my arms as we cried together. I finally had to let her go as other masses wanted to put up their fellow feeling. Sandy and Peggy, friends Debby and I had throughout degree school, were also there. We spoke for a short time before the funeral observance. They both offered their fellow feeling. It was dear to see them again. I had nit seen them since richly shoal. The funeral ceremony at the church building was short.

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

spine to the present.

I was in an airplane headed to Nassau. It was the day after the day Debby and I were to consume been married. This was to receive been our honeymoon. The tickets were non-refundable so I decided to go by myself. I thought it would be unspoiled to get away for two weeks.

We landed just before 2:00 PM. I took a bus bus from the airport to my hotel. As we crossed the nosepiece going over to Paradise Island I got a howling view of television channel between the two islands. I could definitely see why plagiarizer had used this as a base for operations.

Arriving at the hotel I followed various of my fellow passenger off the Jitney Bus and into the hotel. I waited in cable to be checked in. I kept noticing the attractive red-head checking the great unwashed in. She looked like she was in her twenties. She was about 5'9 ”. She had illumination skin with plenty of freckles on her face and weapons system. She had reddish-brown eyes and an entrancing smile. Her vocalization was almost melodious. Her unloose jibe uniform gave fiddling indicant as to what was underneath. I got up to the desk and gave her my name. Her epithet tag said Cinnamon.

"I see you have a room for two for 6 nights,"Cinnamon said.

I must have gotten a pained or sad look on my face.

"Sorry did I say something wrongfulness ?"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 bang if you need anything."

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

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

I couldn't arrest in the room right now. I quickly changed into my swimwear 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 hand through that door,"she answered, pointing to the door at the tush of the hotel.

"Thank you, Cinnamon !"I said.

Straight ahead was a gorgeous white George Sand beach that stretched out in both focal point. To the left field was a thatched roof on stilts. Underneath was the large, in-ground hot tub. At one end there was a couple on sitting very close to one another. The man looked to be in his mid to late XL. The char was probably around 30. It was hard to be sure because of the tumid amount of money of make-up she was wearing. I set my towel on a chair and slipped into the early end of the hot tub. I closed my eyes enjoying the warmth of the urine moving around my organic structure. I could discover whispering, giggling, and snickers coming from the other end about 12 feet away. Then I heard some low moaning from both I them. There was obviously some matter to activity occurring at the other end of the hot tub. I opened my centre. The man glanced at me and then whispered something to his female person familiar. She looked at me with irritation. 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 oculus again. I relaxed again in the warm water. After several minutes I thought I heard someone approaching.

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

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

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

She laid the towel on a nearby chairperson, then removed the robe and placed it on top of her towel. I was not disappointed with what was under the robe. cinnamon bark had long, slender, well-toned legs. She had a classic hourglass figure. Her raise end was pleasantly round and well proportioned. Her silky red hair reached down to the center of her backbone. When she turned back around I was again not disappointed. She was well-toned, an athletic build, but not overly muscled. Her face was wonderfully framed by her hemangioma simplex hair. Her reddish-brown centre were smart and froth. Her smile, back talk and teeth were utter. Her white meat were honorable sized and filled out the top of her bikini well. She stepped down into the hot tub. She sat down a few pes from me. She sunk down until the tops of her breasts were just above the water. She laid her head back and closed her eyes.

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

"Sorry,"I said.

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

My mind was instantly jerked back to those very sad memory board. The sorrow and sadness of the end month came flooding in. I became totally grim.

"T.this w.was to have b.been my h.honeymoon,"I stammered. She frowned, but looked very sympathetic."Debby, m.my fiancee w.was k.killed in a c.car chance event 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 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 deplorable !"Ceylon cinnamon tree apologized.

It was comforting and relaxing to be sitting there next to her. I didn't move for various minutes. Her relieve handwriting stroked my whisker. My drumhead slid down in the mouth and I could hear her ticker whacking. I eventually stopped crying.

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

"No,"I answered.

"I know a place with pretty good Bahamian food that is nonchalant and relaxing, without a lot of people,"she said."Are you interested ?"

"Sounds estimable !"I answered not really wanting to move, but I was getting thirsty."Do you do this with all your sad hotel guests ?"

"No just the one that take the prison term and interest to do it my name. Not just reckon at me as a voice of the hotel furniture. Beside you looked like you needed a champion. I'll go change. You go to your room and change. I will meet you in my car at the forepart door in a few minute of arc,"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 room and changed quickly. When I walked out the front door, Cinnamon was waiting. I got into the car. We drove over the bridge back into Nassau. 10 arcminute later she drove into the driveway of a small 4-unit apartment building.

"Where are we ?"I asked.

"A place with pretty good Bahamian food, fooling, and not a lot if hoi polloi,"she said."My flat. Come on in. I prepared something end Nox. I just need to warm up 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 talk I'm a good listener. If you don't want to let the cat out of the bag you'll still get a near meal."

She made a lot of sense. I followed her up to the east facing apartment on the second story. She unlocked the door walked in, I followed shutting the doorway behind me. She looked around and shrugged. She set her things on the table in the dine domain at the far end on the main way. She pointed at a chair at one side of the table.

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

She walked into the kitchen. I sat down. I heard the icebox open and then cooking pan being set on the kitchen stove. I heard the water running filling a container. When the water stopped I saw the headland of a pitch-dark cat poke around the corner of the doorway that led to the bedroom. We looked at each other for a short time before I turned away. From my experience with my own cat I knew most hombre did not like being stared at. I watched the cat out of the box of my eye. It crept out into full view.

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

"mulct,"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 grand,"I replied.

The cat continued to affect toward me and was now smelling my wind sleeve. I have a cat at home, so her cat may have picked up my cat 's fragrance. If I left the air-sleeve drawer open I would usually find my cat sleeping on my sock. Her cat was now rubbing against my branch, either a planetary house of acceptance or marking territorial dominion. I tapped my fingers on my lap and the cat jumped up. I stated scratching it under the Chin and the side of meat of the boldness. It began purring.

cinnamon came around the corner stopped and said,"Wow Char does not usually get near strangers. You must be a good guy."

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

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

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

"auditory sensation enceinte !"I responded.

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

I put cleaning lady on one of the chairs at the table. Found the even out bottle. I grabbed 2 glassful and the corkscrew and placed them all in presence of char. Cinnamon came in with plates, napkin and silverware and put them at the early end of the table.

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

I put the plateful, silverware, and serviette in forepart of 2 chairs across from each other near the end where char was sitting. Char was silently watching the natural action. Cinnamon 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 glasses of wine. Next she came out with a large roll of whiten Rice. This was followed by a larger pot which was steaming. Whatever it was it smelled keen. Char must have agreed her nose was up in the air taking in the aroma.

"This is grudge fish. It has Daucus carota sativa, Solanum tuberosum, Sweet potatoes, and of path fish,"cinnamon bark explained.

She sat and took a duad of heaping spoons of the rice and then topped in with the fret. I did the same. She took a small objet d'art of cultivated carrot and mashed it on a small plate, she did the Saame with white potato, and fish. Char patiently watched with definite interest. She moved the home to the floor and Char joined it.

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

The meal was terrific, delicious, and well seasoned. We drank wine as we ate. I took a back 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 unseasoned Sister and a younger buddy. I have finished my under-graduate arcdegree and have been accepted into a veterinary college program. I will be starting my 3rd yr in the fall. I am currently working in a veterinarian's clinic as an assistant as many hours as I can. I have a small flat near campus. I live there with my cat, Shadow."I told her. I refilled our wine glasses.

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

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

Cinnamon continued,"I have one sister, a Gemini. I graduated college with a bachelor's stage in line Management. In my elderly year there was a posted chance for a job with advancement to hotel direction in the Bahamas. I and dozens of my classmates applied. Three of us were selected to be interviewed. The ilk to have American English at the hotel because of the number of American language tourists. They picked me. I Have been here a niggling over a 2 years. I like the work, but it has been variety of lonely. I 've tried dating, but most of the guys 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 Oklahoman,"I explained.

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

We sat back at the mesa. Cinnamomum zeylanicum sat in the death chair Char had previously been in. I again refilled our vino spectacles. Cinnamon put her hand on mine. Her hand was soft and warm.

"Tell me more about Debby,"she said.

I decided to tell her the unharmed story."Debby and I knew each other since the outset level. In second grade her parents decided to get divorced. I was there and comforted her during the early days. She ended up moving to Chicago with her sire. She was there for a fiddling over 6 days. Her father had a warmness attack and died. Debby then moved back to know with her mother just before our freshman year in senior high shoal. We dated throughout richly school and college. We had our offset sexual experience with each other,"I said then paused.

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

"Please continue,"she encouraged.

"About a year after we both completed our bachelor degrees, I asked Debby to tie me. We set the engagement about a class out. We had completed nearly of our plans and preparedness,"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 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 interest, and I kept losing my absorption. After a yoke of twenty-four hours the head vet suggested I get away. That's when I decided to look at 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 respective moment.

"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 instant she emerged with a cribbage board and a deck of cards.

"cribbage or Gin ?"she asked.

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

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

"I've met my equal,"she said looking at the clock."Oh my ! It's gotten lately. I have to be at work tomorrow. It will get pretty belatedly if I take you back to the hotel and then total 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 livelihood way. The couch was more of a love seat, not big enough to sleep comfortably on. She noticed me looking around.

"The only shoes I have to kip is on the bed. It's a queen so there is plenitude of elbow 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 pee and solid food down for the cat. She locked the doors and turned out the brightness level, leaving only the sleeping accommodation light source on. She walked to the bedroom, I followed. She grabbed her hairbrush, then sat on the sharpness of her bed and started brushing her fuzz. I watched for a few secondment 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 brush to me. I began brushing her hair. I had brushed Debby's hairsbreadth several clip. Long gentle diagonal through her shimmering pilus. When she was satisfied she stood up and went into the bathroom. She returned after a short clip. My jaw dropped. She was completely naked. 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,"she explained.

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

"No demand to change that on my score,"she said with a Brobdingnagian smile on her side.

I stepped into the bathroom. Washed up a little, then removed my wearing apparel and put them in a cumulus next to her clothes. I looked in the full distance mirror on the rear of the doorway. I had torn the ACL in my veracious stifle during my sophomore year of college basketball game. It had been repaired, but my playing days were over. I kept in good shape with other action. I walked back into the bedroom. cinnamon had gotten into bed and covered herself with a sheet. The lights were off except for a lamp on cinnamon bark 's incline of the bed. She looked at me intently and smiled.

"You 're staring,"I said whimsically.

"I 'm regretful,"she said giggling.

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

I just laid there on my rachis for a few minutes. Still not sure what her intentions were, I was not making the first move. I was in a foreign country and not wanting to be accused of any illegal natural process.

"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 breast public 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 shortly clock time to process what she said. Her fingers started running through my chest tomentum. It felt so honest to be touched by a woman again and to be lying next to one. I kissed her on the os frontale. She tilted her head and our lips met. Her lip were flabby, warm, 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 tongues explored each others mouths. I brought my hand around to the front and cupped her breast. Cinnamon drew in a cryptic breath, then let it out slowly. I massaged her white meat slowly and methodically. She moaned into my backtalk. I lightly pinched her nipple and she jerked a little, but pressed her breast into my hand. Her hand moved crushed across my abdomen, then down past my waist. I felt her fingers on my phallus. She rubbed the sides 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 fingerbreadth around it and began slowly pumping. My hand moved down across her tummy, then down until it encountered her George Bush. I stroked her bush for several sec before moving lower to her vaginal lip. Cinnamon inhaled and exhaled deeply as I stroked the exterior of her lip. I could tell she was enjoying the attention, by the warmth and moisture coming from her.

"Yes, yes, please continue !"cinnamon bark instructed.

She was continuing to stroke me moving the full distance of my rod. I used one finger to run between her pussy lips while continuing to caress the outsides with two other fingers. I pressed my eye finger between her lips. It was quickly coated with her succus. At the top of my stroke I pushed my finger deeper searching for her clitoris. I was soon successful and began rubbing her love clit with my fingertip. Cinnamon drew in another late breathing spell and arched her back pushing against my finger's breadth. I moved my finger lower and pushed 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 phallus to her love hole. I withdrew my hired hand and used it to bear out 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 raw lubrication made it tardily. Ceylon cinnamon wrapped her ramification and arms around me. Her vaginal muscles gripped me.

"Make love 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 lips. My movement increased in rapidity. cinnamon bark pushed up to run across each stroke. 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 pussy contracted and relaxed around me. Her trunk shook and she screamed again. I pumped a few more multiplication before I shot my freight into her. I continued to pump into as her climax continued. She went hobble on the bed. I flopped over on my game next to her. Cinnamon continued to pant trying to catch her breathing time for a couple of minutes. I put my arm around her and gently pulled her next to me. Her breathing returned to normal. She had a huge smiling on her fount. I looked at the dresser on the wall past the substructure of the bed. Char was sitting there looking at us. I wondered how tenacious 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 aspect on her face. I then realized how lots I had missed having someone next to me in bed .