Winter Wonderland

[Samuari]

Oliver Jones

I ran through my calisthenics and showered. After shaving my neck, I trimmed the whiskers, and splashed on some cologne. I decided on a white silk turtleneck shirt with a navy blue blazer and slacks. We had agreed to meet at the bar at 7:30, and I was nearly late.

 

[TonyG]

OOC: Hi! Since this is my first big holiday weekend as a member of Lit, how does things work? Do we suspend story lines until everyone is "back" from holidays? Plus, what about story timeline, do we try to stay in sync? Sorry for this interruption but I'm still relatively new.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Lori

OOC: My first, too, tony Over Thanksgiving, I just posted to the threads I could post to and just waited until everyone got back for the others. Just my humble opinion. It's also polite not to move the time ahead of everyone else, but neither is is polite to keep dragging it out when everyone else is moving ahead. But then, that just seems obvious.

IC: Vic's touch was electric. His lips, his hands, his body. Everything seemed designed to bring me the utmost pleasure. I felt like a princess when he escorted me to the bedroom (had to dig out my Kama Sutra, but it was worth it, love ).
Vic's lovemaking was passionate but not hurried. I felt the familiar pressure of growing tension and knew that when it exploded, it would be unparalleled. The thrusting of his cock and the teasing of his fingers soon had me spiraling higher and higher until I cried out in ecstacy. I could hear Vic's moans matching my own.
Slowly, we came down from our passion high and wrapped our limbs together. I laid my head on his chest, licking lazily on one nipple, then closing my eyes to shut out the world.

 

[TonyG]

OOC: Thanks for the feedback, I'll just follow your lead.

IC:
Vic
Laying next to Lori I could feel the rhythem of her heart. I just watched her lay against me for a long period of time. Here was a woman who was young, pretty and sexy holding onto me looking very contented. It was hard to believe that I had met this beautiful person and she actually made love with me.

Not being able to sleep, I sat by the window looking out at the night sky. What will happen come tomorrow, I thought. Would Lori still care enough to keep dating? Did I treat her OK? Did I do anything she didn't like? Normal questions I guess for only knowing someone three days. But, I felt a deeper knowledge of Lori, something as natural as life itself.

Deciding to shake out my complex thoughts I retrieved the rose I hid earlier in the living room and put it on the pillow beside Lori. I hopped into the shower and replayed each and every wonderful moment through my mind.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Lori

Perhaps it was the noise of the shower. Perhaps it was simply that I didn't like not feeling Vic beside me. At any rate, I woke up to the sound of water running in the bathroom and sleepily rose and stretched beside the bed. Padding quietly into the bathroom, I saw Vic showering.
I stood and watched him for a few moments. The shower door made it impossible to see clearly, but I knew what I was looking at. Strong muscles. A ready wit. A kind heart. I was a little uncertain about how he felt about me beyond our lovemaking. After all, we'd only known each other a few days. But we'd fit together so well. I hoped he would want to see me again after tonight.

Deciding to take matters into my own hands, I slid open the shower door, surprising Vic. "Need someone to scrub your back?"

 

[Samuari]

OOC: The other thing about trying to stay on the same time line as everybody else ( not that I'm doing a very good job of it! lol) is that it makes interaction with other characters work. For instence I intend to go dancing in the night club, it would be good if Amber is working so that I can request Ella Fitzgerald's Blue Skies to dance to. Just a thought.

 

[Passionnee]

Catherine

As I was getting up, the phone rang, it was Oliver, a smile appeared on my lips. He was asking if I would join him for dinner. I accepted with no hesitation. We agreed to meet at 7h30 at the bar. I had plenty of time to get ready. I hopped in the shower. As I lathered my body I was thinking of what the night would bring. Oliver seems to be a wonderful and caring man, but he seems to hold back, afraid to be close to someone. I shake my head, stop trying to figure out people, you may be wrong.

The hot water cascading all over my body was sure feeling good, but I still needed to cream my body, choose something to wear, and god knows it takes me forever to make up my mind, put some make up on, not too much though, I prefer the natural look, etc. I grab the thick terry cloth bathrobe provided by the lodge and wrap myself in it.

Now standing in front of the closet, I wonder what should I wear. After 15 minutes of racking my brains I opted for a black spaghetti strings dress, cut just a little bit higher then the top of the knee and a black cashmere shawl for the final touch. I smiled, that’s for the outside look, now under that classic clothing, I chose to wear a nice black lacey bra, French cut panties and a garter to held up my thigh high sheer stockings.

All dressed up, hair raised up to reveal my bare shoulders and long neck. I head out to meet Oliver. I am glad to see his familiar face when I walk in the bar. He looks handsome in his turtle neck shirt and blazer. A big smile forms on my lips as I walk towards the bar and him. I place one hand on his arm and look at him “Good Evening Ollie, how are you on this fine evening?”

 

[Samuari]

Oliver Jones

“Good Evening Ollie, how are you on this fine evening?” Catherine said as she came into the bar.

"Things are are looking up," I smiled as I took in her classic 'litle black dress'which contrasted with her red head's pale complexion beatufully. We had cocktails while we waited for the cafe's staff to get our table ready for us.

During a good, if unremarkable, meal we became more comfortable with each other. I learned that she was celebrating a promotion, and I gave her a breif sketch of my life, telling her simply that my wife had died 6 weeks before after a long illness. The evening paased quickly, and before it seemed posiable, our waiter was bringing the check. "I'm not ready for the evening to end. Lets see if the nightclub act lives up to the billing?"

As we entered the large room, A pretty blonde girl was starting the old song You're Just to Good to be True. I turned to Catherine, "May I have this dance?"

 

[TonyG]

Vic:
"Ahhh", I jumped as the shower door opened having been caught up in my thoughts. "Need someone to scrub your back" Lori was asking. "You scared the daylight out of me", I responded, "Oh um, my back, sure, who did you have in mind?" I jokingly asked. Lori's mouth turned into a scowl as she playfully began to hit me. "Stop" I yelled, "I'm warning you". Not heeding my warning Lori continued to throw punches at me until I finally grabbed both of her arms and pulled her into the shower and under the water. Our "struggle" continued under the streaming water for a few moments until we began to laugh at our play.

I quieted and looked at Lori all wet and smiling and didn't move or talk for a couple of seconds. "Are you ok?" she asked. "Yes, I was just thinking about (pausing) how much I enjoy being around you. No matter what we are doing, walking, dancing, talking, it doesn't matter, I enjoy your company a lot. If it's not too soon for another date I would like to show you around town tomorrow afternoon. There are some quaint shops and a few neat bars that might be fun. Would you be interested?"

Not giving Lori time to answer (being afraid she might say no) I then added with a sly grin "and of course the sex with you is OUT OF THIS WORLD." Lori laughed and our shower conversation continued for a lengthy period as we "washed" each other. Feeling Lori pampering my body was exiting and I wanted to attack her right there but she had not yet answered my question.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Lori

I waited a few moments to answer Vic. Not because it took me a while to decide, but to repay him for the "who did you have in mind" crack.
"I'd love to," I answered simply. "I love spending time with you and getting to see the town is just icing on the cake!"

I lathered up my hands and ran then sensuously over Vic's skin. "I enjoy just being in the same room with you. I enjoy talking with you. I like just 'being' with you." I let my hands stray down to his stiffening cock and let my slippery hands slide all over him. "Of course, 'being' with you in the shower has some definite advantages!"

 

[TonyG]

Vic:
Lori said yes to another date and I was ecstatic. She had in a short amount of time become a predominant thought in my mind. I wanted to know more of what made her laugh and smile, cry and frown. I enjoyed thinking about her and I often tried to send her my thoughts. Life had become more happy and stimulating since I met her.

Knowing that I would get to be with her again had my heart and mind jumping. My cock was also beginning to jump as Lori's hands wandered across my body. Her touch was so sensual and teasing. I pulled her closer so my nipples and cock were against her. Putting my hot tongue in her mouth I let my hands squeeze her ass and pushed her pussy closer against my cock. I wonder if she knew what I was thinking?

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Lori

I felt Vic's cock stirring against my stomach and his hands gripping my ass. I rubbed myself seductively against him. "You're not too tired after last night, are you?"
His answer didn't come in words, but rather in the hungry way he devoured my lips and the insistent way he pressed me up against the wall, holding me there with his body.

 

[TonyG]

Vic:
Wanting ever so much to follow my lustful thoughts but not knowing how Lori would like it in the shower, I decided to control my desires. "I think I better make the water colder", I said while moving away. Lori laughed and went back into the bedroom and I soon followed.

Finding her sitting in the chair under a blanket staring out of the bedroom window she looked as if she was in a dream. Was I part of that dream I wondered? Sitting on the floor next to her I asked, "Lori, do you believe in fate? I do and I think we were meant to find each other. I want you to know that you have made these past three days very happy for me."

I stood and kissed Lori while scooping her up into my arms. I carried her to the bed where we kissed some more and snuggled. We talked about our dreams and eventually fell asleep.

[Edited by tony_gam on 12-21-2000 at 05:02 PM]

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Lori

Just before we drifted off to sleep, I asked Vic if he would mind planning our day tomorrow.
"I trust you implicitly," I said with a grin. "I will be all yours."
He laughed, then I snuggled close to him, gave him a little goose, then fell into a contented slumber.

 

[TonyG]

OOC: Countess, I might be wrong but I think everyone is behind us. You and I are ready for the next morning. Should we wait before we post anymore? It might be a good time to pause with the holiday coming up, even though I wouldn't mind "playing" through the night waiting for the others.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

OOC: yep, we'd better stay in the night so they can catch up However, if you "wake up" and feel frisky, feel free to wake me *kiss*

 

[Passionnee]

Catherine

I saw that nice smile again, he invited me to have a seat and have a cocktail while we waited for our table to be ready. After a few drinks the Maitre De walked us to our table. While we feasted on our meal, Oliver shared losing his wife in the last months or so. Poor man, must be hard to see your wife slowly drift away, nothing you can do, except be strong for her. Before I knew it, the waiter brought us the check. After sharing a little about each other, the conversation was flowing very easily, I didn’t see the time fly by. I felt like I could talk about almost anything to him.

I was wondering if Oliver would want to retire to his room, but smiled when I heard him mention about stopping by the lodge’s nightclub. Once inside the nightclub, I couldn’t help but notice the marvelous voice of the pretty blonde singer. I couldn’t refuse when Oliver asked me to dance. “Of course Ollie, my pleasure.” I smiled and let him lead the way to the dance floor.

 

[daredevil2000]

can i barge in as a terrorists leader?

character: daredevil, a notorious left wing terroist group that champion free trade, free speech, free sex, n anything to do with freeness. 32 yrs old, 75kg, 175cm, well built, rugged look, but handsome.....on the run from the police, came to the resort to hide out.

 

[Passionnee]

OOC : it's a open thread..Welcome

 

[daredevil2000]

daredevil

Times are really bad these days. Lady Luck is not on my side. FBI agent Honey Fanny is hot on my trail. Not giving the festive season a rest. All my fault really. I really got to her nerve this time by sending her a Christmas Card. The snow is really coming down hard and i can feel Honey just a few miles away.

Can't see a damn thing in this storm. Wait, there is a resort a few miles away. I have been there before. Ran by this retired couple and their lovely teenage daughter. She must be quite a young lady by now.

I could hide out there. It's secluded and it will be good to rest for a while. I am tired from all these running.

I saw the entrance to the driveway and drove in. Found a space for my Cheerokee Jeep. took my rugsack out and headed for the reception.

"Hi there, I have not made reservation but I wonder if you still have any vacancy for me to stay out of this storm for a day or two?" I asked this really stunning looking girl at the desk.

"My name is Hard, Dick Hard."

 

[Samuari]

Oliver Jones

The pretty blonde had a clear soprano voice that was perfect for the sixties classic. It lifted us into a cloud of music woven like a spell cast over the dance floor. I found that I was holding Catherine closer than I intended, her head pressed against the snowy expanse of my chest, feeling just right.

“You’re just too good to be true,
Can’t take my eyes off of you.
You’re like heaven to touch,
I want to hold you so much.”

The song ended, the mood shattered across the room, leaving an aftertaste of lost sweetness. I escorted Catherine back to our table in silence, trying to hang on to the tendrils that were fast slipping away. The next song was Carol King’s “ I Felt The Earth Move Under My Feet.” And the mood had changed…thankfully?

We enjoyed the musicians, finding that we had similar tastes. We danced several numbers, fitting well. She was able to follow my lead even though I was several years out of practice, but nothing that approached that first experience.

We worked our way through a split of champagne, and had a pleasant buzz going by last call. The final song was a recording of “Moonlight Serenade”, a great one to end the evening with and it let our musicians join us on the dance floor. By now it was evident that they did more than just make music together.

“Would you like to have a brandy with me?” I asked Catherine. “I’m afraid that I’m out of practice, and am most likely making hash out this, but I’m not ready to tell you goodnight.”




[Edited by Samuari on 12-22-2000 at 03:10 PM]

 

[Samuari]

OOC:

I just want to take this oppertunity to thank all of you for the time and effort that you put into your posts. They have brightened many days and evenings that otherwise would have been quite bleak. Merry Christmas to you all!

 

[daredevil2000]

getting very irritated this terrorrist

Where is the receptionist in this place? All too busy fucking about? I am moaning to myself?

"Can I get some service here?" I said as I banged on the receptionist's bell furiously.

 

[Passionnee]

OOC : Merry Christmas Samuari. I should post later in the day.

 

[Passionnee]

Catherine

Her voice was mesmerizing, before I could realize it, I was already wrapped in Oliver’s arms, head pressed against his broad chest. For some reasons, it felt right, to be so close to him. The song ended, and I almost let out a sigh, I could of stayed in his arms all night.

Thankfully we enjoyed the same music, and had the pleasure of being held in his arms again. Thank god for the dancing lesson I took 1 year ago, I was always clumsy, and ended up stepping on my partners toes.

I am not sure if it’s the champagne we were having or all the dancing, but my cheeks were a blushing red and I was starting to have a nice little buzz. The night’s entertainment ended with a nice song by Glen Miller, and I enjoyed Oliver’s company for what I thought was our last “dance” of the evening. I was quite wonderfully surprised when Oliver asked me to join him for a brandy.

“Of course Ollie, I would love to have a drink with you.” giving him a warm smile. I hesitated for a moment, not sure if he would think I was too much straightforward, “Do you wish to have the nightcap at my place or your place?” By that time I am sure he could notice I was blushing red.