C G loft.

I let Ginger sleep her head resting on my chest, It had been a long day for her. Her innocent willingly surrendered. Now was the time for rest now was the time for her to think about what she had done and what she had sacrificed. I wondered what her reaction would be when she awoke. Shame for letting her passions rule her or the memory of sweet pleasure, a pleasure she now could embrace without fear.
 
Morning

Golden ribbons of light crawled along the floor to rest on the lovers bodies. Sounds of the birds and early morning traffic filtered into the room.

Ginger opened her eyes slowly and felt warm arms around her. She looked up to see CG's sleeping face. She smiled and felt comfortable in his arms. She cuddled into him not wanting to loss the closeness she felt for him. She was glad it was him to take her virginity. She knew at her age it was odd for a woman not to have had this kind of experience. She wasn't sure if he would ever want to see her again but it didn't matter, she had a lovely memory of it that she would never forget.
 
I yawn and stretch my eyes fluttering open to see Ginger still laying there by my side a little smile bowing her lips.

Morning Ginger shall we dress?
 
Ginger didn't want to leave his arms but she smiled and nodded her head. She slipped out of the bed and started to pick up the his clothing. Hers was still by the fireplace. She picked up his oversized bathrobe and slipped it on, tying the belt and pulling the top closed. She looked at him.

"I have to get my clothing down stairs"
 
Ginger looked around at his apartment as she did not know if she would ever see it again and wanted to remember it in detail. It was the place where she had finally found sexual fulfillment. She looked at him a bit said and nodded her head.
 
A soft kiss and a sensual hug. Again Ginger stands in her oversized robe, as I open the door to my loft Phoo Ming has brought Ginger’s clothing up from the Inn’s common room freshly pressed.

Well It seems you clothing has arrived Ginger.
 
Ginger smiled and took her clothing over to the bed and dropped the robe. She had thought about getting dressed in the bathroom but now it seemed foolish. She dressed slowly not really wanting to leave. Finally she was dressed and she walked over to CG and gave him a tender kiss.
 
I smiled as Ginger made dressing almost as an erotic experience as most gals made of Stripping.

Her soft kiss I eagerly return and let linger before escorting the charming young Miss back down to the Inn’s common room.
 
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C G‘s Loft.
High up in the Inn above the guest and residents room lies the loft nestled under the eves of the roof. Strong oaken beams slant from the ridge to the floor.

There is a hammock slung by the round eve window that looks out over the Bay and Faiths lighthouse. A seaman’s bunk against one wall, a writing table of oak that was once down by the hearth. The pictures and small treasure of a life at sea, memories of all the places and people that have crossed his life. The desk holds but two pictures in an antique silver frame, on one side his Chris and on the other the ski area of Mt St-Anne.

All in all it is a simple room. Clean and shipshape in “Bristol Fashion”.
 
Raises an eyebrow, looking around, trying to cover her nerves with candor.

Well well... you can take the man off the sea and so forth...
 
Those raised eyebrows, the little tremor in her voice bring a smile to my face. Stepping up to her so she can feel the warmth of my body my hands resting gently on her hips as I pull them to mine.

Home is the sailor home from the sea.


A slow seductive kiss.

I do believe you said you whished to spice up your young life Evelyn……. how spicy would you like it?

my hot moist breathe stirs the stray wisps of hair at the nape of your neck.
 
Closes her eyes and melting into their kiss

I don't know... Are there degrees of spicy?

Sliding her arms around his neck, angling her mouth to his for another kiss
 
As she tilts her head her soft ripe lips parting, my own lips close on hers. I savor that kiss letting it linger and deepen as I savor her mouth as sweet as summer wine.

Oh Yes there are degrees of spicy Evelyn. Tell me have you ever been blindfolded and have had a lover strip away your clothing?
 
Trembles a little bit, looking up at you, her eyes wide with passion yet still somewhat innocent.

N-No... I haven't. It sounds... Swallows hard, pupils dialating worth trying though...
 
I smile down into your smoldering eyes, my lips brush yours in a fleeting kiss. As I step from you. I pull out the desk chair and set it in the middle of the room.

Have a seat Me Lady.[/i] A deep caviler bow as I wait for you to sit.[/i]
 
You’re most welcome Evelyn

When you are seated I take a black silken scarf and gently blindfold you.

Now don’t move.

My lips brush your ear as I speak, a teasing kiss along the sensual bow of your neck. Then nothing. A moment later I left your foot and slip off your shoe. I massage it for a bit then placing it on the floor I remove your other shoe then I am gone again. Is it a moment, a minute or longer that I let you anticipate what will come next. The top button of your blouse parts and my lips brush the nearly bared flesh.
 
Trembles as you gently kiss her neck, her lips parting in a silent sigh of appreciation. Beginning to speak, she stops, letting the natural sensuality of the moment envelope her.
 
Each little tremble each gasp and sigh that escape your moist ripe lips is music to my ears. Each button in turn surrenders to my fingers. As each parts a sensual little kiss or a teasing nip. You feel the thin material of your blouse peeled back and tugged from the waistband that holds it captive. A kiss on your bared shoulder, the material cascading down your arms to pool around your hips, your hands still prisoners of the thin material that now binds. Your bra soon flutters to the floor. Warm moist breath caresses your breasts, the tip of my tongue circles your areola.
 
A happy little mewl escapes her lips as her back arches, her hands going to your shoulders and grasping, as if to hold your head to her sensitive nipple Mmm.... oh Cg, that's wonderful.... She murmers amidst a pleasured sigh
 
So I take it you like being blindfolded.

My lips close around your peaked nipple Inhaling deeply I draw a cool steady stream of air across the feverish bud.
 
Gives a little purr as your lips brush her sensitized nipple Oh yes... handcuffed too but ah-- another pleasured gasp as the cool air teases her tight bud that is another story for another day....
 
Handcuffed I could arrange that as well……….my, my what a naughty girl you are…….any more secrets I should know?

I turn my head to your neglected nipple as my finger and thumb roll your moist nipple between them .
 
Her nipples tighten almost painfully as his tongue and fingers work magic upon them Oh well... I.... Uh... Can't concentrate on them now...

Arching her back further, her thighs spreading apart slightly, a low moan floating from her throat
 
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