Bahamian vacation ( continued )

( sum-up of premature story : I had flown to Nassau for a 2-week holiday to get away from thing back home plate and the death of my fiancee, Debby, a little over a month earlier. The woman at the front desk at the hotel, Cinnamon, invited me to her flat for dinner party and it had turned into an all-night invitation. )

NOTE : This occurred over 30 year ago so some of the landmarks and topographic point mentioned may have changed since that time.

The next morning time, Monday, the first thing I remember was the alarm going off. Cinnamon stirred. Suddenly she jerked, her face showed concern, then she relaxed.

"I forgot you were here. I don't remember the live time I had soul in bed with me, beside my cat char,"she explained.

cleaning woman jumped up on the bed demanding attention. We both stroked her she loved it.

"I have to be at workplace by 8:00, today, but I have Tuesday and Wednesday off if you want a spell guide,"she said.

"Yes, that would wonderful,"I responded.

"You can go back to the hotel with me. I 've got to take a shower and get ready. Too bad there is not prison term for a twice shower,"she said with a sly grinning.

She stepped into the bathroom and the water started. I got dressed while I waited. I sat on the bed. Char jumped up next to me and rubbed her head on my hand. I scratched her on the foreland between her auricle. She pushed up against my hired hand asking for more. Her purr was loud. The water system in the john stopped. Cinnamomum zeylanicum walked into the bathroom, drying herself with a towel.

"I see you found a champion cleaning lady,"said Cinnamon.

Ceylon cinnamon tree finished getting dressed. We went to the kitchen She sliced some shekels from the loaf we started the night before. She put it in the toaster. She set some goober pea butter and some jam on the table and a match of theme shell. When the first base two slices had toasted she gave me one after buttering it. She took the early. She put 2 extra slices in the toaster. I choose peanut butter she chose the jam. I enjoyed my toast, the taste perception of the dough was first-class. I noticed the jam she used was a reddish-brown. It looked almost grainy.

"What kind of jam is that ?"I asked.

"yellow cattley guava jam,"she replied"I bought it from a neighbor who makes it."

She handed me a turning point of her toast. I tasted it, it was a unlike appreciation, but it was very adept.

"Do you bake your own bread ?"I questioned.

She giggled,"I have, but not for some time. I bought this at a small bakeshop called manakin Bakery."

The instant set of pledge popped up. I chose the strawberry guava jam and thoroughly enjoyed it. She put nutrient down for Char. We left for the hotel where she worked and I was staying. We went over the bridge to heaven Island. She parked and we walked inside. I gave her a quick kiss. I told her I was going to do some walking around. We agreed to forgather in the hotel lobby at 5:00.

I went up to my room. The for the first time thing I noticed was that the flowers and Champagne-Ardenne that were in my room had been removed. I was sword lily they were gone because the brought back memories of Debby, my fiancee who had died. However I wondered where they had gone. I unpacked my travelling bag and took a long hot shower. I did the pattern morning activities. I dressed then checked the weather condition forecast on the hotel channel. I went down to the lobby. No one but Cinnamon was at the front desk.

I walked over and said,"I noticed the flowers and champagne were removed from my room."

"Yes, I called and had soul do that last nighttime. I also had them removed from your bill. Was that alright ?"she asked.

I thought for a few instant then answered,"Yes, they just remind me of Debby. I want to see some of Nassau and maybe blame up a few souvenirs."

"If you don't beware a little walking, you could go over the bridge. wrick to the right field and Bay Street will take you into downtown,"she said."Here train my card in case you need to call or you have questions."

"Thank you !"I responded. I smiled and squeezed her hand.

Another hotel Edgar Guest walked up behind me. I turned and walked out the front room access. I walked up to the bridge expecting to pay a toll. I was happy to discover there was no toll for footer. Walking over the bridge was like going over a Hill. Later I learned later that it is about 75 feet senior high to allow larger boats to exit underneath it. At the end of the span I turned right and walked down Bay Street.

Soon there were store on both sides of the street. Many of them were selling souvenir, shirts, shells, jewelry, and early knick-knacks. I walked down the harbor side of the street and soon came to an assailable air social system with various people selling mostly what appeared to be handmade point ; straw chapeau, wood sculpture, straw chain mail bearer, beaded jewelry, etc. One of the first womanhood I encountered said"welcome to the straw grocery ”. She offered to sell me a hat. With the bright sun I decided it would be a in force estimation to jade a hat. The men 's hats were marked $ 12, but she immediately told me I could consume one for $ 10. I looked over the selection. I wanted one with some brim to shade my face. She even stitched my initials on the back in colored stubble. I walked through the remaining stable and only picked up one more item, a 3-pocket stubble chain armor bearer. I walked to the due west end of downtown. There was a McDonald's there, not what I was looking to have for tiffin. I walked to the other slope of Bay Street.

I came to a restaurant called Lums. I decided to take in an early lunch. I looked through the menu for something I normally would not be able-bodied to get. I decided on a bowl of conch chowder and a round the bend conch sandwich. The chowder was very good, somewhat like a clam chowder, but this was much more flavorsome. The cracked conch sandwich was also honest the meat was pounded out, seasoned, and fried. It was somewhat chewy like clam funnies.

After lunch I continued down Bay Street. I came across a larger computer memory more upscale than well-nigh in downtown, The capital of the Bahamas Shop ( I believe it is no longer there ). I walked in and was able to retrieve souvenir for my family unit and Debby's female parent. I asked the bank clerk if she knew where the role model Bakery was located. She gave me counselling. It wasn't too far, so I decided to go there.

I walked to the east end of business district and then went over to Dowdeswell Street and continued E. A few blocking down I saw a light putting surface cement block building with a short air of people waiting outside a window on the street face of the building. Above the window was"fashion model BAKERY"in black city block alphabetic character above the window. I took my spot at the end of the line of work. I listened as the people ahead of me ordered. They seemed to monastic order loaf of bread, rear end ( dinner party whorl ), and/or"cement"rolls. When I got up to the window there was no list of products or toll visible to me. I ordered a loaf of bread and a"cement"roll. I paid then walked away. I walked over to Shirley Street as I pulled out the roll. It was a tumid, heavy cinnamon pealing with tweed frost. I started eating it, it was delightful. The bread was very about and hearty. There was the ripe total of cinnamon and sugar rolled into it. The icing was loggerheaded, smooth, and creamy. I finished about half as I walked down Shirley Street before I couldn't eat anymore.

I kept walking. I could see the ocean up ahead. Just before I got to the road running along the water. There was a tumid hotel on the leftfield. I came to a sign that read"fortress Montagu Beach Hotel ”. I reached the end of the route with the ocean ahead. I turned right and continued east. There were 3 men taking a sauceboat out of the water system at what appeared to be a public gravy boat ramp. I stopped and asked if they had been fishing. They said they had. They had a large plastic pail full-of-the-moon of various Pisces. They also had two large fish in a separate container.

"What are these larger Fish ?"I asked.

"Nassau grouper,"one of the men responded.

I put my bags down and helped them channel items from the boat to one of their cars.

"How far out did you go ?"I asked.

"About 5 knot off East End,"one of them answered

I thanked them. Picked up my traveling bag and continued east. The gentle wind and the salty air was wonderful. As I walked I noticed a sign that said"Blackbeard 's Tower"with an arrow pointing forward down the road.

"Do you know how far it is to Blackbeard's tower ?"I asked mortal working on a boat at the English of the road.

They had a very loggerheaded accent, but I think they said,"A very long way and up high."

I thanked them and decided to deform around thinking it was too far for me to get to. I walked along the ocean side road, turning on Bay Street then walking back over the span and into the hotel. cinnamon was still at the figurehead desk. I waved, but did not go over because there was a phone line of people she was helping. I went up to my room. I showered and put on a different set of clothes. I had more than an hour before I was to play Cinnamon in the lobby. I lay down on the bed. The side by side affair I remember was the bed moving. I opened my eye and Cinnamon had crawled into bed next to me.

"You must have had a big day,"she said before giving me a immense kiss.

"Yes, I did some exploring,"I said still waking up."How did you get in ?"

"Silly enquiry. I have a superior key. Do you want me to leave alone ?"she asked giggling.

"No, no not at all,"I responded."What do you advise for tonight ?"

"fountainhead, I usually eat out Mon nights,"Ceylon cinnamon said kissing me again.

She ran her hand down my chest, then between my branch. She started rubbing in a circular apparent motion. I quickly started responding.

"We could have appetizers here !"she suggested as she pressed harder.

"appetiser here sounds right,"I said kissing her on the neck and putting my hand on her breast.

Cinnamon moaned softly and pressed into my hand. We caressed each former through our clothing. I had stiffened and had created a tent in my pants.

"Cinnamon is hungry,"she said unzipping my pants and pulling out my erect rod.

She stroked it as I unbuttoned her blouse. I reached around her backbone and unhooked her bra. My deal found her bare bosom just as she started moving to her custody and knees. Her sass touched the head of my penis as I rolled on my back freeing my other manus to cup the other breast. Her yearn, red hair created a camp one-half way around her head. I was still able to see as she kissed up and down the sides of my penis. She moved putting a knee on each side of my head. I had continued the massage on her tit as she kissed my scrotum. I breathed deeply and exhaled slowly. I was disappointed that I had missed the opportunity to used my sass and tongue on her now protruding nipple. I reluctantly removed my hands from her breasts, then used them to unbuckle her bloomers. I pulled her pants and underclothes down to her articulatio genus and over my question. I rested my pass on top of them. They were warm. I gazed up at her pussy just a few inches above my human face. Her bush was the Saame colouring as her pilus. Her vaginal mouth were swelling and there was a glisten of wet exiting them. I moaned loudly as she sucked one of my egg into her back talk. She swirled her tongue around it, giving me waves of keen pleasure. She pushed it out with her tongue.

"When are you going to bulge eating your appetizer ?"she asked with a giggle.

I started by brushing my finger's breadth against her prune pubic hair. It was softer than I expected. My fingers moved to her vaginal lips, lightly touching them along their full distance. cinnamon breathed deeply. She slowly exhaled. She breathed in deeply again as I lightly traced the crack between her lips. moisture was clearly seeable and the baksheesh of my fingers became enshroud with her succus. She let out her breathing time and took my other testicle into her mouth. I again moaned loudly. She swirled her tongue around it. I pushed my fingertips between her cunt lips. She moaned causing her tongue to thrill against my bollock. It was an extremely gratifying sensation. I pushed my fingers deeper and after running them the full distance a few clip I started circling around and across her clitoris. She pushed my testis out of oral cavity and arched her back moaning loudly.

"Yes ! Yes ! More !"she exclaimed.

I lightly pinched her clitoris. Cinnamon yelped and moaned before I felt her lips around the forefront of my phallus. Her glossa licked the tip. She pushed her pelvis toward my mouth as she took to a greater extent of my rod into her calendar month. I spread her snatch mouth with my finger's breadth. I swirled my tongue around her love button. Ceylon cinnamon jerked, then lowered her pussy farther. I pressed my tongue harder against her. She moaned as she took Thomas More of me into her mouth. The combination of her clapper and face was pushing me to the sharpness. I inserted a brace of fingers slowly into her lovemaking yap. Her vaginal muscles closed around them. She was now bobbing up and down on my stick. I began pumping my fingers inside her. She made a phone that is hard to describe. I was ready to cum.

"I am going to come soon !"I told her.

She continued. Suddenly her vaginal muscles clamped and relaxed around my fingerbreadth. Then her altogether torso trembled, then shook uncontrollably. She drenched my face. My balls tightened and I shot my consignment into her rima oris. There was more than she could handle. I felt some running down my penis. I pulled my finger out of her as she collapsed on top of me. We lay there panting for a few minutes.

"That was one of the full-grown climax I have ever had !"Cinnamon said after rolling off of me.

"I don't think I have come so practically !"I responded.

After a few more min cinnamon bark said,"I have to clean up and get redressed."

She got up and went to the privy. A few mo later I got up kicked off my bloomers and underwear and walked in the lav. She had finished, but was looking in the mirror. I kissed her on the cervix from behind.

"Do you have a brush ?"she asked."I need to do something with my hair."

"Sorry, but I do have a larger comb,"I answered.

I got the combing out of my suitcase and walked back into the lav. I began combing her hair and continued until she was fulfill. I cleaned up and got dressed.

"Where do you usually eat out ?"I inquired.

"There are a few places. It depends on what type of food I am looking to have,"she answered."I have to go home and feed charr, my cat, first. What form of food do you need ?"

"Let's go I'll think about,"I responded.

We got in the car and drove to Cinnamon's apartment.

"I 'll run up feed Char and be right out,"she said.

Several minutes later she came back out. She had changed into a kind appointment clothes. She looked absolutely stunning. It showed off her assets and frame wonderfully. I felt underdressed. Soon she was back in the car. I couldn't avail but stare at her.

"You are staring,"she said.

"I'm sorry !"I responded.

"Don't be dreary ! It's a compliment !"she said.

"You look absolutely stunning !"I said.

"Thanks, Andy !"she said."There's a topographic point right on the H2O. They have a variety of food. I'm sure we will find something,"cinnamon bark said.

I kept staring. After a short effort she pulled into a parking lot. We walked across a dock to a turgid platform out in the water where the eatery was located. I followed behind her admiring her tail end as she walked. The sun was setting and the view across the water was fantastic. I believe the eating house was called"Anchorage ”. We waited a short-circuit time for a table. various center followed Cinnamon as we walked to our tabular array. We were seated at a tabular array that had no early table between us and the water. The bar was in the center so most of the tables had a just purview of the urine. The menu was gravid, but heavily weighted to seafood. We ordered drinks and then ordered our food when the waiter came back with our drinks.

As we waited she said,"There is something I need to tell you."Her grimace looked serious and fearful.

My mind raced. Was she in a relationship ? Was she married ? She couldn't be pregnant by me. Was she dying ? Did she hold a disease ? Was she a wanted criminal in the the States ?

"What is it ?"I asked with some trepidation.

"I know Cindy, Debby's cousin, from college. My dorm room was following to Cindy's dorm room my last 2 years of college,"she explained.

I relaxed and it must let shown on my face.

"Sorry ! I did n't mean to worry you !"Cinnamon apologized."I met Debby a few times when she came to natter Cindy. We went out to a movie and for meals. Debby spoke about you. Cindy spoke about you. I got the stamp that Cindy and you were more than just booster. Cindy thought you were a great guy. She wished she could find a guy like you,"cinnamon explained."I know Debby loved you very much. She spoke about you a lot while she was visiting. She wanted to get home to you. After I graduated Cindy kept in inter-group communication. She called me when Debby died. Yesterday I was surprised to see your name when you checked in. I had to find out you were the same guy. I don't get into a intimate human relationship so loyal, but I felt I already knew you."

"Wow ! It is a minuscule world. Have I lived up to your arithmetic mean ?"I asked.

"Yes, you have,"Cinnamon replied.

The waiter came with our food for thought. I had gotten fried fish and lobster. Cinnamon had gotten steak and lobster. Now lobster in the Bahamas is different than the Maine lobster which nearly people picture. Lobster there does not have the large front pincer, but has long spiked antennas and a bumpy casing. The Bahamians visit it pull in one's horns. It is also called rock lobster. The meal was fantabulous. When the server asked if we wanted dessert.

Cinnamomum zeylanicum said with a sly grin,"No thank you. Dessert is waiting for us back at my place."

I grabbed the stoppage and paid for the repast before Ceylon cinnamon could object. We walked to the car and were soon back at Cinnamon's apartment. We walked upstairs and Char her cat greeted us at the threshold. cinnamon locked the door behind us. She went to the kitchen and came back with arena, ice cream, whipped cream, cherries, and chocolate sauce. We sat at the table. Cinnamon scooped the ice cream. We topped our own ice cream. We ate our sundae. Cinnamomum zeylanicum loved the cerise. They were the ones with the radical attached. She would put a cherry in her mouth, eat the cherry, then remove the stem a few instant later tied in a knot. char sat in a chairperson watching us. Ceylon cinnamon tree put a small sum of money of ice cream on lulu and put it on the floor. Char immediately jumped to the storey and licked the plate clean and jerk. cleaning lady went to the bedroom after finishing.

"I have a entire day planned for my first day as spell guide,"Cinnamon said."Do you desire to spend the night here ?"Ceylon cinnamon tree giggled.

"well I've had dessert. Do you throw a understanding for me to stay ?"I tried to say with a straight person face.

I felt her foot in my lap. Her toes began kneading my groin.

"Is this reason enough ?"she giggled again.

She got up. I did to and helped exonerate the table.

"Leave the saucer for tomorrow,"she I instructed.

I picked her up in my arms. She turned off lights as I carried her to the bedroom. I kissed her before going through the bedroom door. Once inside I saw Char laying across the heart of the bed. She meowed as we entered. I laid Cinnamon on her side facing away from me.

I touched her neck and stroked down to her articulatio humeri. She trembled. I knelt down and kissed from her neck and down the bare part of her shoulder. I undid the claw at the top of her clothes and pulled the slide fastener down. I caressed the now give away share of her spine. She trembled again. I slipped her garb off her articulatio humeri. She was not wearing a bra. I reached around to find oneself her tit while still kissing her endanger skin. Her dress was organise appointment. I was able to get to her tit and put my palm over her teat and began massaging her knocker. cinnamon bark moaned her pleasure.

"I think it would be full if I got out of this dress,"she suggested.

We got out of bed. We removed her frock and the rest of her clothes. I stood staring at the cover girl fair sex in front of me.

"You are staring,"Cinnamon said.

"Sorry !"I said.

"Don't be no-account ! It's a compliment,"she said.

We both laughed.

"There's something wrong with this picture,"she said."Your clothes are still on."

She laughed. She helped me out of my clothes. I picked them up and put them on a chair in the corner. When I turned around Ceylon cinnamon tree was staring at me.

"You are staring,"I scolded.

"Sorry,"she said suppressing a laugh.

"Don't be sorry it's a compliment,"I got out before we both burst out laughing.

I walked over and gave her a big hug. It was wonderful feeling her breasts pushing into my chest. My penis began to come to life. I stooped over and kissed one of her pap. She moaned and pushed her boob to my mouth. I opened my mouth and sucked on her nipple. I then used my glossa to swirl around her mammilla. She moaned again. I nibbled lightly. She let out a little yip, but did not move away. I moved to her former titty and did the same. Her mitt were running up and down my back.

I stood up, picked her up, and laid her on the bed. My fingers moved between her legs quickly rubbing her pussy lips. They were very ardent. I pushed a distich of fingers between them. They were coated with her juice. Her hand found my penis. It was already getting hard. She lightly caressed the length of it. I moved to her clit. I circled it with my fingertips. Ceylon cinnamon writhed on the bed pushing up into my fingers. I continued as she moaned. She had wrapped her digit around my rod and was pumping up and down. I kissed down her stomach as I pushed two fingers into her dearest muddle. I kept my thumb moving over her love button. She continued to writhe on the bed.

"I want you inside me !"she ordered.

I got up on the bed. Cinnamon lifted her legs into the air. I moved between them. I slid my member along the outside of her kitty. She moaned. It pushed it between her kitty lips and up to her button. I rubbed the brain of my rod on her love push button a few metre before moving inside her. I moved inside her. Slowly I pushed into her profoundness. The smile on her grimace was soon covered by my mouth. I kissed her as our pelvises came together. I began thrusting up and down. With each down stroke she let out a small oink of joy. Soon she was moving in coordination with me. I felt the walls of her vagina tighten. The pressure on my penis was extremely pleasurable and quickly brought me to the edge. She quivered, then shook, just before she spasmed around me. I shot my consignment into her as she screamed. I kept pumping. A few minutes later she arched her back and screamed again. She shivered, then relaxed back onto the bed. I hugged her tight. I rolled onto my side pulling her onto her side. charwoman narrowly escaped being squashed. I remained inside her although I was going limp. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

My last thoughts were what did the time to come handgrip for us .