Regarding Melissa #68

…..Previously

‘You’re no fun, Jamie,’ she said, laughing, ‘you have no idea how to take my jokes.’

She pulled him to her and hugged him, telling him that she liked his credible nature.

She asked whether he’d brought any leaflets, and they were still discussing them over a drink at a table for four when Stacy and Connor arrived.

Stacy joined them while Connor went to the bar. Once she was seated, Mel pulled Jamie’s leg, telling Stacy about his suggestion of walks during their weekend. Stacy suggested that such an idea was probably an arrestable offence.

Jamie felt that his world was being turned upside down, but he liked it.

Continued…..

A weekend of discovery – and a proposal

In the end they’d agreed to book a lodge on a holiday park. They’d chosen one on the edge of Lake Windermere at Bowness. It was close to the town, accessible by main roads, detached from neighbouring lodges and seemed to have great lake views according to the website. It promised to be well-equipped and there was an onsite shop and restaurant.

The drive there took a couple of hours, but they stopped at a motorway service area on the way there for coffee and a toilet break. The forecast was for glorious weather, and it had been a gorgeous late afternoon when they’d set off. Jamie let Mel drive his car for the second leg of the journey. The controls of his Volvo felt quite different from those of the Ford Fiesta that she’d learned in. During the past few weeks, she’d been looking at secondhand cars hoping to find one suitable for herself. She’d listened to the recommendations of friends and family. Eventually, she bought the car she liked best of those she’d seen – a Suzuki Swift – small, nippy – and the local dealership was quite close to the shop.

When they arrived, Mel was impressed by the lodge – a sort of wooden caravan by her reckoning – it was spacious, well-equipped and it did have great views of, and easy access to the lake.

Jamie had asked whether she’d packed hiking boots and clothes. She told him that she hadn’t, and she asked him whether he’d packed plenty of food in case they didn’t have the strength to walk to the restaurant.

The first thing that they discovered was that it included a hot tub. After trying that out, the next thing they learned was that the bed was comfortable and that, after the hot tub experience, getting undressed was not going to be a problem.

Looking at her naked body, Jamie saw how the promises that had, beforehand, been afforded by her clothes, had not lied. Mel was, every nude inch of her, an unbelievably beautiful woman. Mel noticed that the erection that had been promised during that glance in the shop hadn’t lied either.

‘Hmmm!’ she said, ‘I think I can find a use for that.’

He turned out to be a skilled and considerate lover – more so than Mel had really expected given his normally shy nature.

The following morning, she was the first to wake. Sunlight was streaming through a gap in the curtains. The room felt chilly – they hadn’t bothered with the central heating the previous evening, and, in any case, they’d generated their own heat.

They were still both naked. He was lying with his back to her, her arm around him. She traced his name on his back with her finger, then, reaching across his body, woke him in a way he was to remember for a long time.  After making love again, they lay facing each other.

‘I love you, Miss Harrington,’ he said.

They kissed, long and passionately.

Afterwards, she studied his face as he lay facing her. He looked different somehow – more handsome. “Was that because of the love that I’ve grown to feel for him?” she wondered. “Or was it because the sex had been so very enjoyable – leisurely, in a nice bed and guilt free?”

She reached up and moved a lock of his hair off his face.

‘I think that I love you too, Mr Hannay,’ she said, and kissed him again.

‘Did I pass the test?’ he asked.

Featured Photo

I continue with another of the architecture shots that I took on my afternoon in Liverpool a few weeks ago. Today’s image is one that I captured while I was standing beside the fencing of the Anglican Cathedral, looking down past the Georgian buildings and traffic of busy Duke Street towards Liverpool One.

For all the street shots, I used my Pentax KP 24 MP cropped sensor camera twinned with a Pentax 16-85 mm f/3.5-5.6 mm lens at an ISO of 100. The EXIF data for this photo were 1/250 secs @ f/8 and 68 mm.

Author: writingandphotography0531

I am a retired local government officer. At that time, I was an IT manager and had associated responsibilities for training. I have previously been involved, in various organisations, with aspects of industrial training and management development. My hobby is photography and, until recently, hillwalking in Snowdonia. I have just written my first novel, Persephone and the Photographer, published as a Kindle eBook.

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