| Marney regained her strength
and got her second wind as she continued her journey. It seemed like days
since she had left Boston and it had only been a few hours. The sunset
turned into twilight and she turned off the AC, opened her windows, and
adjusted her music to suit her mood. She was beginning to wind down and
it felt good.
Her mind drifted to her one real love and she smiled. Sometimes
sex is not enough ---- solo or not. She remembered with much affection
and a few tears. Enough of this !! This was to be a weekend of no ties
and new memories.
As she pulled into the Inn, it was still welcoming at this
hour.The lights cast a soft shadow over the manicured lawns and she could
smell the sweet smell of the flower beds as she carried her bag into the
lobby. A few couples were conversing quietly and she got her key and made
her way to her room.
The room was perfect. It looked out over the front of the Inn
and faced the pool. She shed her "city clothes" and decided to unpack in
the morning. Fatigue was beginning to overtake her and she turned off the
lights and thought about the big featherbed that awaited her.
She decided to treat herself to a brandy that she had brought
and turned off the lights and sat in a rocker that was close to an open
window. The soft night air caressed her body and she felt the cares of
her busy life float out the open window. She sipped her brandy slowly and
felt her body come alive as the breeze played with her naked nipples. She
watched with amusement as they stood to attention and slowly ran her finger
tips over her breasts.
She was distracted from her reverie by a movement at the pool.
A solo figure stood at the edge of the pool and was framed in the moonlight.
As Marney watched, the woman let her robe gently fall to the ground and
raised her arms to the moon. It took Marney's breath away and she was transfixed.
The woman looked to the moon and in one sweep, ran her fingers up her body
and silently dove into the water, barely making a ripple and slicing the
surface of the water like a knife.
She watched her silent progress in the pool and marveled at
her grace and the silence. She began to be aroused and her fingers fell
to her lap and she set her glass down on the table. When the woman pulled
herself from the water, she did not wrap up in a towel. but lay full length
on a chaise. She looked to the moon as if trieng to gain warmth from the
sun and Marney could see her smile.
The moon seemed to arouse her and Marney watched as her fingers
started to run the length of her body ------ Marney's fingers mirrored
her progress and their passions began to mount. If Marney had been in the
city, she would have joined this apparition at poolside, but somehow she
knew not to break the spell. They both continued their silent journeys
and Marney could almost smell the aroma of the woman's passion. "Oh God
------- this is so fine." Marney was so wet and so hot that her legs were
numb. Her fingers were the woman's fingers and their actions were mirrored
Marney raised her legs so that she could get better penetration
with her fingers and felt her wetness. She raised her fingers to her lips
and tasted her own juices. The women turned her head and seemed to gaze
up at Marneys window. Marney looked down and seemed to will the woman to
pick up her pace. Something unknown to them both was happening and as Marney
rubbed her swollen clit harder and faster, so did the women. Her body was
writhing on the chaise and Marney was gasping in her chair.
As if in silent communion, the two women came together and
their silent screams filled the mountains. A cloud masked the moon and
when it had drifted away, the woman was gone. With a smile of things to
come, Marney drifted off to sleep in her feather bed and knew she would
not be alone tomorrow.