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"Yes, ma'am."
She felt just right, her cute little head comforted on my arm. She folded her hands next to me and I held her close and went to sleep.
That's exactly the way we woke up.
Smiling at each other.
The End.
Hallowing Eve
Lisa stood on the cabin's small porch and shook the rain from her hair as she fished in her pocket for the key. Privacy be damned, she swore to herself. Next time, I'll choose a place that is reachable by car. Moments later, a similarly soaked Eve joined her. They'd been almost half a mile away when the storm caught them by surprise. Trudging through high winds and torrential rain was not the best way to start their weekend escape.
"Just whose bright idea was it to walk?" Eve panted. "Hurry up, woman! I'm freezing."
Lisa shot Eve a sardonic look as she pushed open the heavy door with her hip. "I seem to recall it being your idea. I wanted to wait for the ATV shuttle."
"Your memory is.... Oh, wow! This place is gorgeous." Eve kicked off her sneakers and peeled the sodden socks from her feet, her feigned annoyance forgotten. She rubbed and wiggled her toes a bit to warm them. "I'll start a fire."
Lisa grinned at her abrupt change in tone. The woman could shift gears without missing a beat. It was just one of the many things she loved about Eve. "Sounds terrific. I'll find some towels and then make hot chocolate."
The reservation desk had assured h
er they need not bring toiletries, towels, bed linens, or groceries; all would be provided. Looking about, Lisa could find no fault with the accommodations. She congratulated herself for calling right on the heels of a cancellation. During peak fall foliage season, the deluxe cabins were typically booked years in advance.
Barely two weeks ago, one of their company's multi-million dollar accounts had announced a Halloween costume ball. Everyone in the office was invited, and the CEO 'strongly encouraged' attendance. Both Eve and Lisa hated the idea, but they needed a damned good reason to miss the party. A non-refundable reservation provided the perfect excuse, and Lisa could think of no destination more appealing than a secluded mountain cabin. Add Eve to the mix and it became her idea of paradise. The speed with which Eve accepted her invitation gave further weight to Lisa's growing suspicion that the fantasy was mutual.
Lisa grinned when she discovered the long terrycloth robes hanging on pegs behind the bathroom door. The rain turned from liability to asset as a new plan formed in her mind. Silently thanking the weather gods, she removed her wet clothing and wrapped herself in the plush bathrobe. Seduction would be so much easier without a bunch of clothing in the way.
"Everything I brought is completely soaked," Lisa announced upon her return to the living room. She tossed a fluffy towel on the hearth where Eve stood warming herself by the fire. "I threw it all in the dryer. Turn it on after you add your stuff, okay?"
Continuing toward the kitchen area, Lisa could feel Eve's eyes on her back. Penny for your thoughts was on the tip of her tongue as she glanced over her shoulder. The expression on Eve's face made the inquiry unnecessary, and Lisa felt the knot of desire between her legs pulse in response.
Eve blushed, but held her gaze. Lisa wasn't about to back down in a game of erotic dare, so she turned and took a small step toward Eve. C'mon! her mind screamed, but Eve ducked into the bathroom to change out of her wet clothes. The spell broken—for the moment, anyway—Lisa busied herself with the hot chocolate.
She tried not to think about Eve or about the big box on the kitchen table, but that was nigh impossible. She'd placed the online order as soon as the reservation was confirmed, and then notified the park of the pending delivery and requested it be left in the cabin.
Eve's voice jolted her from her reverie. "Wonder who Mrs. Smith is and why her package is here."
"Oh, that? It's mine." Lisa handed Eve a steaming mug and carried her own to the overstuffed sofa before the fireplace. Seeing Eve's puzzled expression, she explained, "The last time I used my home address to order toys, I ended up on a gazillion smut mailing lists. So, I figured I'd have my order shipped here."
It took a moment for the meaning of the word toys to register, then Eve laughed. "Are you serious? Can I see what you bought?"
"I guess so," Lisa shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "I kinda went overboard since it's so hard to tell which'll be duds. Certainly can't tell by the price, that's for sure."
The box was crammed full of dildos and vibrators of all shapes and sizes. Batteries, when needed, were included and installed compliments of the vendor, which Lisa thought a really nice touch. She had extras in her backpack, though. Just in case.
Lisa watched out of the corner of her eye as Eve opened the box and carefully examined her purchases, laying them on the table one after another. When she reached the bottom of the box, she discovered the double dong that Lisa'd found so intriguing. Rather than a straight or bendable dong with a cock head on either end, it had a curved 'V' shape. At the base was a shared scrotum—very realistic looking—that housed the batteries. The angle could be changed, but it sprung back to its original position when released. Eve squeezed one shaft, and a wide grin appeared on her face when the other vibrated in response.
She turned it over in her hands, studying it. There were no wires and no visible controls. She quickly discovered that squeezing the soft sack toggled the power to either shaft, or both simultaneously. Once on, varying vibrations were triggered by different types of pressure to the opposite side. Eve tentatively licked the head of one side, sending a shiver through Lisa, and the other side hummed deeply in response. Moisture enabled the completion of another one of the circuits. Lisa watched Eve's face as her imagination danced with the many possibilities, much like Lisa's had upon discovering it.
"And just who were you thinking of when you selected this one?" she finally inquired with a teasing gleam in her eye.
The sight of Eve holding that dong—in a bathrobe, no less, and presumably nude beneath it—was more than Lisa could bear. Steeling herself for some potential weirdness, she looked squarely at Eve and said, "I think you know the answer to that."
Eve's eyes widened and her cheeks flushed. The proverbial moment of truth was upon them. Lisa rose and crossed the room as the dong, completely forgotten for the time being, dropped from Eve's hand onto the table. The hand Lisa placed on the side of Eve's face was more to slow their kiss than hasten it. Otherwise, with the steel curtain of propriety lifted, the magnetism would've brought them together with such force that all beauty—all subtlety—would have been obliterated by raw passion.
Their first kiss gently exploded; a nova in slow motion. Heady waves of pleasure radiated from the point of contact, traveling through their bodies and warming them from the inside out. When the kiss ended, they paused—storing the moment in their memories and absorbing as much of the magic as possible—both afraid to move, or even breathe, lest they be awakened from the delicious dream.
