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As I stepped out of the steamy shower stall I couldn’t help looking in the mirror at myself again and found that my body was lusher than the norm. I looked… ripe? Is that even a word one would associate with one’s own body? But it seems I’d heard it before.
Just then I heard a faint whisper and felt something hard and hot between my thighs. I knew it was all in my mind but it felt so real, so present. I could clearly hear and feel something that wasn’t there, but it was definitely a man’s voice telling me how ‘ripe’ I was as he fucked me.
I tried to remember if my ex had ever said such a thing, which didn’t ring a bell. And besides, we’d never gone as far was the picture that was forming in my mind. I found it odd that for someone who’d never enjoyed the pleasures of sex, my imagination was doing a bang-up job.
Even the soft worn towel felt magical against my skin. There was a strong need inside of me and I felt almost like a marionette, as if something or someone was pulling my strings and it all lead to sex. Everything that has happened lately seems to lead there come to think of it, and this was no different.
I leaned against the sink as the towel hung from my fingers as if I had no strength left and left the warmth of the bathroom naked. I couldn’t bear to put anything on against my skin that had become overly sensitive, and instead of the day in front of the television I’d envisioned for myself, I headed back to bed, suddenly needing to rest in the worst way.
My eyes were almost closed by the time I dropped the towel at the foot of the bed and climbed in. The warmth of the bed beckoned, and nothing had ever felt so good. Outside the wind picked up and I swore I heard something in it, like someone was calling out to me. Seconds later I was meeting my lover in my dreams again and welcoming more of his special brand of love. I opened my arms and legs for him wordlessly.
GARRET
What is it now? I’d only just gotten out of bed and poured my first cup of coffee from the old urn my grandfather had left behind when suddenly out of the blue all I could think of was going back to bed. Not doing the hundred and one things I had lined up to do today.
It’s the first time this has ever happened, especially this early in the day and my mind went to the dream I’d had the night before. That’s another thing; lately I can recall my dreams in vivid detail upon waking, something I was never capable of doing before I moved here.
In fact, there’ve been a lot of changes since I moved to the town I hadn’t visited since I was a very young boy. There’d been some sort of rift in the family years ago with neither side wanting to give in, and things had been strained to the point I forgot I even had a grandfather.
That was until almost two years ago when I got the letter from the solicitor who represented grandpa’s estate and learned that the old man had left me everything. As someone who’d already made my mark in the business world I had no need of the sudden windfall.
But as time went on I still didn’t know what I should do about this place and the money that was just sitting there in an investment bank. I’d played around with the idea of giving it away, or selling it. But that was before the packet that came in the mail, a secret letter from grandpa asking that I not sell the house.
In the letter he explained how he’d kept watch over me from afar all these years even though my mother, his daughter, had cut all ties with him. He’d gone on to explain how much the house had meant to him, how it had been in the family for almost two hundred years and how much it would mean to him if I were to at least come have a look before making my final decision.
I’d put if off for as long as I could until one long weekend when I had nothing better to do and the female I was fucking at the time was beginning to show signs of clinginess which was a sure warning that her used by date was fast approaching.
So I’d hopped in my truck and driven the few hundred miles instead of flying and still don’t know why, but it was a nice way to relax and unwind, and take in the beautiful countryside. With each mile closer I’d felt the muck and mire of the city fade away as if I were leaving it in the background for good.
