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Are we there?” Carly mumbles, rising from the seat to look out the window.
The large white house comes into view, surrounded by white crisscross fencing. A huge red barn sits next to the house, tress nestled behind it like a movie backdrop.
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This is Mason Farm. This is where we’re staying. Well, not in this exact house, but we’re gonna be here until Sunday.” I look at her and search her face for approval.
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It’s beautiful,” she says, beaming at me. We pull up the long gravel driveway and park in front of the house.
I smile satisfactorily and open my door. Carly continues to stare up at the pristine house. The land stretches on and then disappears into the mountains. She surveys the landscape with her mouth hanging open in a tiny little ‘
O’.
Carly climbs out of the vehicle and I walk around to take her hand. We walk up the cobblestone pathway to the main house.
I've always loved the main house here. Tall timbers rise from floor to ceiling, broken up by rustic chandeliers between every pillar. The walls are painted in earth tones, just like pretty much everything at the farm.
"We have a reservation," I say once we reach the counter. "Robert Webster."
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Welcome, Mr. Webster,” an older blonde woman behind the counter greets us.
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Thank you,” I say, getting my wallet out from my back pocket. I hand the woman my driver's license and she starts punching keys on her keyboard.
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We have your cottage all ready as per your request. What would you like brought from your vehicle?”
I turn to Carly, but she's busy looking around the vast main house. I catch her attention and smiles appreciatively.
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Just the two bags in back,” I answer. I drop my hand from the counter and Carly takes it, giving it an excited squeeze.
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Certainly, Mr. Webster,” she punches a few more keys on her keyboard. “And your request for tomorrow morning has been taken care of.”
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That’s great. Thank you again.”
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Kevin will take you to your cottage now,” she gestures toward a young man I hadn't noticed before now, “if you wish. You may want to visit the lounge area for a drink after your drive?” I glance at Carly again and she discreetly shakes her head.
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Thank you for the suggestion, but we’d really just like to get settled in.”
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Absolutely, Mr. Webster.”
Kevin steps forward as if summoned psychically. He opens the door for us and we walk out onto the wide porch. The Escalade is parked right where we left it, so we climb in the backseat together to let Kevin drive us to our cottage.
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This is the first time we’ve been in the backseat together,” Carly says quietly, nuzzling at my neck. She goes straight for this area all the time.
"The drive is too short for that," I say, kissing her lips. "We've got plenty of time; we've got the whole weekend, doll."
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I can’t believe you did this. I really can’t. It’s beautiful, Jack.”
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You’re beautiful,” I whisper. Her lips are soft and delicious and she puts another kiss on my mouth.
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When did you make the reservation for this?” she asks.
"Tuesday. We're lucky there was a cottage left," I say. Carly looks out the window at the passing trees, their leaves barely hanging on.
"I just can't believe you did this," she says again. She wraps her fingers in mine and pulls my hand onto her leg.
The small gray cabin comes up on the right and Kevin parks in front of it. He opens the hatch to grab our bags and Carly climbs out behind me. Kevin nods politely and Carly offers him a polite smile. He’s young and it looks as though he thinks Carly is as sexy as she is. I nod at him and he drops his eyes.
We follow him up the wood steps that turn first right and then left, and onto the porch as he carries our bags. The porch is big and wraps around the side of the cabin. There's a stone fireplace in the center and a small dining table.
"Ooh," Carly says in a hush as Kevin opens the door. The room is a warm vanilla color and the wall that encases the fireplace rises up into a dramatic, angular peak. Dark wood accent furniture ties the room together; the best mahogany.
I pull a bill from my pocket, slide it into Kevin’s hand and give it a shake. “Thank you, Kevin.” I nod and he disappears out the door.
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So, what do you think?” I open my hands wide and gesture to the room.
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I don’t think I have the vocabulary to express it,” she mutters, still taking in the beauty of it. The kitchen is to the right of the living room and a big oak island sits in the center and Cary walks to it.
"How come he took the car?" she asks.
"The cabins were designed to be private. They wanted each one to seem like it's here by itself while you're staying. All the vehicles are parked behind the main house and out of sight. Why? Are you planning on ditching me here in my own ride?" I joke.
"Of course not. I have plans for you and that cock of yours. Why would I leave?"
Carly grins at me and I already want to strip her naked. I pull her to me and kiss her hard.
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What do you have planned for tomorrow?” she asks.
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Yet another surprise you’ll just have to wait for," I say. I run my hands down her torso and cup them underneath her ass. "Right now, I'm more concerned about what you've got planned for my dick."
"Give me fifteen minutes and you'll find out," she whispers against my lips. She kisses the corner of my mouth and then ducks out of my arms. She grabs her suitcase and winks at me before she heads down the hallway toward the bedroom.
I stand at the kitchen, my balls already aching and my cock pushing uncomfortably at the zipper in my pants. I've always been a very sexually driven guy, but being with Carly almost makes me feel like I felt my freshman year at college. There was no end to my sexual appetite. That's what did in my marriage, even though I was old enough to control it by then. It's not that Rachel was unsatisfying; she just wasn't interested in anything I wanted to do and I wanted to do a lot. I wonder idly if Carly is naked yet.
"Jaaaack," she calls out in a sing song voice. "You can
come
now."
I chuckle and start out at an excited trot down the hallway. I open the bedroom door and stop. White candles are burning on the dresser and chest and the room is very dim.
Carly's lying on the bed in a red lace panty and bra set, her legs spread a little. She's holding a handful of white satin ribbon.
"Wha-" I say, all my words failing to come out.
"I want you to tie me up again, Jack," she says, holding the ribbon out to me. "Tie me up and fuck me until I beg you to stop. Then fuck me just a bit more."
I kick off my shoes and pull my shirt over my head.
"Wait," she says. She reaches onto the nightstand and holds out a small leather riding crop. "And you get to spank me with this, if you want."
"Where the fuck did all this come from?" I ask, tossing my jeans in the corner.
"I bought it at the sex shop," she grins. "Don't you want to play?" Her hair lies over her breasts, but I can see her nipples poking at the red lace.
"You have no idea what you're in for," I say, taking the ribbon from her hand. I move to the foot of the black cast iron bed and tie first one foot, then the other tightly to the tall post that runs almost to the ceiling.
"Does that hurt? Is it too tight?"
"It's perfect," she said. She's painted her lips red and I want that color all over my skin. I move to the head of the bed and she grins up at me.
I fight the urge to twist the nipple that pushes at the bra, though I know she'd like it. I tie her right hand to the post and she uses her left to trace the line of hair down my stomach and into my boxers.
"Goddamn, you are gonna get fucked so hard," I say as I tighten the knot on her wrist.
"Promises, promises," she says playfully.
I tie the other wrist and then just look at her for a second. She wiggles a little on the bed and my cock throbs. My balls ache and I have to force myself to calm down.
"Guess what?" she says.
"There's more?" I ask, trailing the riding crop down her stomach, to which she shivers. She spreads her legs slowly revealing the split lace of the panties.
"Are you kidding me? Holy fuck," I say as I look at her pussy. I slide the crop over it and her golden eyes go wide. I flick it just a little and she bucks.
"And I just thought you were into biting," I say.
"So did I," she laughs. "Now, do you think you can free that bulge," she nods toward my dick, "and make me sore?"
I let my underwear fall to the floor and I'm standing there, my dick as stiff as a wooden plank and my balls are as heavy as stone. I snap the riding crop at her nipple and she cries out before smiling.
She spreads her legs as best she can and I hover between them. I pull her tits out of the bra and trace the riding crop over them. "Do you want me to?"
She nods, but her face is a little apprehensive, a little scared that it'll hurt more than she’s bargained for. I snap it just a little and pleasure replaces the fear in her face. I put my mouth over her nipple and suck it hard.
Carly groans and presses her chest toward my mouth. I suck at the other nipple, wringing the other between my fingers. My dick pushes against the scratchy lace of her crotch less panties, almost like it's got a mind of its own.
I ease her thighs apart and stare at her. "You have a beautiful pussy," I say, stroking myself a little over her. She watches and I know it's doing to her what I want it to. "I have never in my life, seen such a glorious thing." I press the tip of my cock against her clit and she pulls at the ribbons around her wrists.
"Fuck," she whispers.
"Okay then," I say as I push my dick into her all the way. She calls out and turns her head from side to side. I lean back and ram into her, the feeling of her tight pussy around me and the combined sight of her tied to the bed fucks with my head. I twist my hips a little, rocking inside her and I speed up.
"Jack," she moans. "
Oh fuck
."
"Tell me you love me," I say as I thrust hard into her. "Tell me how much you love my cock." I suck at her nipple as she tries to get the air to do as I say.
"I love you and I love your huge hard cock! I love it so much!" Her tits bounce and she grabs the ribbons to pull herself up a little, but she falls back on the bed. I lift her ass and pound that much harder. Her nipples are hard and sticking out, so I bite them and she groans again.
"I'm so in love with you," I murmur into her ear. She looks me in the eyes as much as she can and mouths something I don’t catch.
"I love your pussy and I wanna fuck your ass,” I dare to whisper.
She opens her eyes then and bites her lip. I lean out and bite her neck hard. I suck at the skin and she gasps and groans. I feel her come on my cock, the squeezing of her pussy pulls at the heaviness in my balls. I'm almost ready to come already.
"I want you to put it in my ass," she whispers. "Fuck my ass, Jack."
I look at her and she's serious. "That would mean I'd have to untie you," I say. "And I'm almost ready to come."
"Come in me then," she says. "Fuck me now and come in me, then turn me over and come in my ass."