Bahamas Vacation

My fiancee, Debby, and I had dated since we were 15. It is now over 9 years later. I was on an airplane, heading for Nassau in the Commonwealth of the Bahamas for what to have been our honeymoon.

My mind drifted back to I Recent events.

Debby and I became engaged over a year ago, after we had both finished our bachelor-at-arms degree. I was working toward being a veterinarian. She was a physical education teacher, at to the lowest degree until a calendar month ago.

A month ago I received a song from Debby's female parent at 3:00 A.M. on a Lord's Day morning. Debby had not returned from visiting her full cousin Cindy at college. Cindy was working toward becoming a dentist. Debby was expected to be home around midnight. This was the 1980's so there were no electric cell phones. Debby's mother was worried. We both knew Debby would have called if she knew she was going to be late, at least if she was able.

I told her female parent that I would be over in a few moment. I got dressed and made the short slip to her house. We spoke and determined that she should stay at the home in case Debby called or came home base. I was going to go to the law place to ask if they had any info. I didn't want to hollo the police, tying up the headphone, in case Debby called.

I left and arrived at the police place 10 minutes later. I explained the situation to the police officer I was directed to. He looked through the information he had available. There were no reports for the make, model, or license dental plate of the car Debby was driving. I gave them my information and the information for Debby's mother. He said they would call if anything came in.

I went back to Debby's mother's house. Debby still was not there and had not called. I stayed trying to assure her mother that everything was going to be all right. About 20 minutes later the phone rang. Debby's mother answered. I quickly knew it was not Debby, but it was the police. Her mother's mouthpiece quivered, she began crying, then she dropped the phone. I picked it up. I told the military officer who I was. He repeated what he had said. The car Debby was driving had been found. She had hit a large cervid, then apparently lost control and crashed. Debby did not outlast.

Later that break of day we went to identify the dead body. I gave Debby one last osculation. Her lips were insensate and besotted. The funeral was later that hebdomad. Many penis of Debby's family were there. Cindy, Debby's younger cousin-german, ran over to me and gave me a immense hug. She sobbed on my shoulder.

"I 'm so dingy Andy,"Cindy said."I ca n't believe this happened."

Cindy and I had get-go met at Debby's 15th birthday company. We had seen each other off and on since at various family result. It was hard to see her. She was 9 months younger than Debby, but could have been Debby's twin or at to the lowest degree a immature sister. I even felt like I had Debby in my arm as we cried together. I finally had to let her go as other mass wanted to declare oneself their fellow feeling. Sandy and Peggy, friends Debby and I had throughout grade shoal, were also there. We spoke for a short clock time before the funeral ceremony. They both offered their sympathy. It was good to see them again. I had nit seen them since high school. The funeral ceremony at the Christian church was short.

We proceeded to the graveside. Debby's mother and I rode together. I held Debby's mother as we walked to the death chair by the graveside. She sobbed heavily as throughout the graveside observance and as the casket was lowered.

Back to the present.

I was in an airplane headed to Nassau. It was the day after the day Debby and I were to have been married. This was to have been our honeymoon. The ticket were non-refundable so I decided to go by myself. I thought it would be near to get away for two weeks.

We landed just before 2:00 PM. I took a omnibus bus from the aerodrome to my hotel. As we crossed the bridge going over to Shangri-la Island I got a wonderful prospect of channel between the two islands. I could definitely see why buccaneer had used this as a pedestal for operations.

Arriving at the hotel I followed several of my companion passengers off the Jitney Bus and into the hotel. I waited in argumentation to be checked in. I kept noticing the attractive red-head checking the great unwashed in. She looked like she was in her twenties. She was about 5'9 ”. She had illumination skin with plenty of freckles on her cheek and arms. She had reddish-brown optic and an entrancing grinning. Her vocalism was almost melodic. Her loose fitting uniform gave little indication as to what was underneath. I got up to the desk and gave her my figure. Her public figure tag said Cinnamon.

"I see you have a room for two for 6 dark,"Ceylon cinnamon tree said.

I must possess gotten a pained or sad look on my face.

"Sorry did I say something untimely ?"she asked sympathetically.

"N .. No. B.but there w.will be j.just one,"I choked out.

"Oh ! okeh. You are in room 322,"she had as she handed me the key."Let me know if you need anything."

"Thank you,"I said smiling at her, then I picked up my luggage and headed to the elevator.

I unlocked my hotel way door and stepped into my room. The first thing I noticed was a vase of long-stemmed, red rose and a bottleful of campaign cooling. I had ordered these for a surprisal when Debby and I arrived. Again I choked up thinking of Debby.

I couldn't hitch in the room right now. I quickly changed into my swimming costume and grabbed a towel before heading downstairs. I saw that Cinnamon was still at the social movement desk.

"Where is the hot tub ?"I asked.

"rightfield through that door,"she answered, pointing to the door at the stern of the hotel.

"Thank you, Cinnamomum zeylanicum !"I said.

Straight ahead was a gorgeous white Baroness Dudevant beach that stretched out in both directions. To the leftfield was a thatched ceiling on stilts. Underneath was the large, in-ground hot tub. At one end there was a partner off sitting very close to one another. The man looked to be in his mid to late XL. The woman was probably around 30. It was hard to be sure because of the large amount of makeup she was wearing. I set my towel on a chair and slipped into the other end of the hot tub. I closed my eyes enjoying the warmth of the water moving around my body. I could hear rustling, giggling, and snickers coming from the other end about 12 fundament away. Then I heard some low moaning from both I them. There was obviously some interest activity occurring at the early end of the hot tub. I opened my eyes. The man glanced at me and then whispered something to his female comrade. She looked at me with discomfort. The man got out of the hot tub and grabbed their towels. He helped her out. They draped their towels around them and walked into the hotel.

I closed my center again. I relaxed again in the quick water. After respective minutes I thought I heard individual approaching.

"May I join you ?"asked soul with an almost familiar female voice.

I opened my center standing above me was Cinnamon, the hotel clerk. She was wearing a gown and had a towel in her mitt.

"Sure, please get along in,"I responded smiling back at her.

She laid the towel on a nearby hot seat, then removed the robe and placed it on top of her towel. I was not disappointed with what was under the gown. Cinnamon had long, slender, well-toned legs. She had a classic hourglass material body. Her rear end was pleasantly round and well proportioned. Her silky red hair's-breadth reached down to the midriff of her spinal column. When she turned back around I was again not discomfited. She was well-toned, an acrobatic flesh, but not overly muscled. Her face was wonderfully framed by her hemangioma simplex hair. Her red-brown eyes were brilliantly and sparkled. Her smile, lips and teeth were perfect. Her breasts were proficient sized and filled out the top of her bikini well. She stepped down into the hot tub. She sat down a few metrical unit from me. She sunk down until the tops of her breast were just above the body of water. She laid her head back and closed her eyes.

After several minute of arc she said,"You 're staring."

"Sorry,"I said.

"Do n't be regretful. It's a compliment,"she said. A yoke of minute of arc passed."You don't have to answer if you don't regard to. Who was supposed to be here with you ?"

My nous was instantly jerked back to those very sad memories. The sorrow and sadness of the survive month came flooding in. I became totally dispirited.

"T.this w.was to have b.been my h.honeymoon,"I stammered. She frowned, but looked very large-hearted."Debby, m.my fiancee w.was k.killed in a c.car accident about a m.month ago."

I began sobbing. She moved succeeding to me. She put her arm around me. I lay my fountainhead on her shoulder. I am not sure why, but I felt comfortable talking to her.

I continued through the asshole,"The p.plane t.tickets were n.not refundable. So I de.decided to use m.my ti.ticket to g.get away from things."

"I'm so sorry !"Cinnamon apologized.

It was comforting and relaxing to be sitting there following to her. I didn't move for several minutes. Her disengage hand stroked my hair's-breadth. My head slid lower and I could hear her essence beating. I eventually stopped crying.

"Do you have any program for dinner ?"she asked.

"No,"I answered.

"I know a home with pretty trade good Bahamian food that is casual and relaxing, without a lot of citizenry,"she said."Are you interested ?"

"Sounds good !"I answered not really wanting to move, but I was getting hungry."Do you do this with all your sad hotel guests ?"

"No just the ones that take the time and interest to experience my name. Not just see at me as a theatrical role of the hotel article of furniture. Beside you looked like you needed a friend. I'll go change. You go to your room and variety. I will encounter you in my car at the front door in a few minutes,"cinnamon directed.

I got out of the hot tub grabbed my towel, then helped her out and put her towel around her. I went up to my room and changed quickly. When I walked out the nominal head doorway, Cinnamon was waiting. I got into the car. We drove over the bridge back into Nassau. 10 minute of arc later she drove into the drive of a small 4-unit apartment building.

"Where are we ?"I asked.

"A place with pretty skilful Bahamian food, casual, and not a lot if people,"she said."My apartment. get on in. I prepared something endure night. I just need to warm it up."I hesitated."Come on. You do n't call for to be in a bunch and you don't need to be alone in your hotel room. If you want to utter I'm a undecomposed attender. If you don't want to talk you'll still get a good meal."

She made a lot of sense. I followed her up to the east facing apartment on the second floor. She unlocked the door walked in, I followed shutting the door behind me. She looked around and shrugged. She set her affair on the mesa in the dining field at the far end on the chief room. She pointed at a chair at one side of the table.

"Sit here, so we can talk without shouting while I heat matter up,"she ordered.

She walked into the kitchen. I sat down. I heard the icebox open air and then pans being set on the range. I heard the piddle running filling a container. When the water stopped I saw the header of a black cat poke around the corner of the doorway that led to the bedroom. We looked at each other for a short fourth dimension before I turned away. From my experience with my own cat I knew most cats did not like being stared at. I watched the cat out of the corner of my eye. It crept out into full purview.

"How are you doing ?"asked Cinnamon from the kitchen.

"Fine,"I answered but not too loudly."You have a very nice apartment."

"Thank you ! I like it,"she replied.

The cat had been stealthily moving toward me, but stopped when I spoke.

"Would you like some limeade ?"Cinnamon asked.

"Yes that would be terrific,"I replied.

The cat continued to travel toward me and was now smelling my wind cone. I have a cat at home, so her cat may take in picked up my cat 's odor. If I left the sock draftsman unfastened I would usually find my cat sleeping on my socks. Her cat was now rubbing against my legs, either a sign of adoption or marking soil. I tapped my fingers on my lap and the cat jumped up. I stated scratching it under the mentum and the side of the face. It began purring.

cinnamon bark came around the corner stopped and said,"Wow Char does not usually get near alien. You must be a unspoiled guy."

"I love computerized axial tomography. I have one of my own named Shadow,"I said.

She set the glass of limeade on the table and went back to the kitchen. Char watched her, but did not move.

"Would you like vino with dinner ? I have a sound Pinot Noir,"she asked from the kitchen.

"strait peachy !"I responded.

"The bottle is over on the shelf on the wall. There is a bottle screw in the drawer below it,"she said.

I put Char on one of the chairs at the table. Found the correct nursing bottle. I grabbed 2 ice and the corkscrew and placed them all in figurehead of Char. cinnamon bark came in with crustal plate, table napkin and silverware and put them at the other end of the table.

"Everything should be ready in about 10 minutes,"she said going back into the kitchen.

I put the plates, silverware, and diaper in battlefront of 2 chairman across from each early near the end where Char was sitting. cleaning woman was silently watching the activity. Cinnamon brought in a loaf of unsliced wampum with a bread knife. She smiled when she saw I had set the table. I popped the bob and poured 2 ice of vino. Next she came out with a large stadium of white Timothy Miles Bindon Rice. This was followed by a larger pot which was steaming. Whatever it was it smelled capital. cleaning lady must have agreed her nose was up in the air taking in the aroma.

"This is stewed fish. It has Daucus carota sativa, tater, sweet spud, and of course fish,"Cinnamon explained.

She sat and took a couple of heaping spoons of the rice and then topped in with the stew. I did the same. She took a small objet d'art of cultivated carrot and mashed it on a small plate, she did the same with potato, and fish. Char patiently watched with definite interest group. She moved the denture to the story and Char joined it.

"I give her a petty penchant,"said Cinnamon."She never comes up on the tabular array, so I like to reward her."

The meal was wondrous, delicious, and well seasoned. We drank wine as we ate. I took a minute helping and contemplated a third gear. We spoke during the repast. I told her about me and my family.

"I am 24. I live in Minnesota. I Have 2 younger sisters and a younger brother. I have finished my under-graduate arcdegree and have been accepted into a veterinary surgeon college program. I will be starting my 3rd class in the fall. I am currently working in a veterinary surgeon's clinic as an assistant as many hours as I can. I have a minuscule apartment near campus. I live there with my cat, Shadow."I told her. I refilled our wine-colored glasses.

Cinnamon told me about herself. She said,"I am 25. I grew up in Wisconsin near Madison."

This explained her accent. She had a Midwestern accent modified with an English-Caribbean accent.

Cinnamon continued,"I have one Sister, a twin. I graduated college with a bachelor's degree in Business direction. In my senior class there was a posted chance for a job with progress to hotel management in the Bahama Islands. I and dozens of my classmate applied. Three of us were selected to be interviewed. The like to have Americans at the hotel because of the number of American tourists. They picked me. I Have been here a trivial over a 2 years. I like the body of work, but it has been form of lonely. I 've tried geological dating, but almost of the guys are only worry in one thing."

She stopped and sighed, then she began clearing the table. I got up to help. She objected.

"If I help we can get back to our conversation Sooner,"I explained.

She nodded her agreement. She put away the leftover. We washed the dishes, setting them out to dry.

We sat back at the mesa. cinnamon bark sat in the electric chair woman had previously been in. I again refilled our wine glassful. Ceylon cinnamon put her hand on mine. Her paw was soft and warm.

"Tell me more about Debby,"she said.

I decided to tell her the altogether story."Debby and I knew each other since the first grad. In s form her parents decided to get divorced. I was there and comforted her during the former years. She ended up moving to Michigan with her founder. She was there for a picayune over 6 years. Her Father of the Church had a heart attack and died. Debby then moved back to live with her mother just before our fresher yr in high school. We dated throughout high school and college. We had our foremost sexual experience with each other,"I said then paused.

I didn't believe I had just said this to a stranger. Cinnamon squeezed my hand.

"Please retain,"she encouraged.

"About a class after we both completed our bachelor degrees, I asked Debby to marry me. We set the day of the month about a year out. We had completed about of our program and training,"I said and paused.

Again Cinnamomum zeylanicum squeezed my hand. She looked at me sympathetically. She nodded to me to continue.

I continued,"About a calendar month before our wedding date Debby died in a car accident. After the funeral I withdrew into myself. I went back to oeuvre but there was no joy, no interestingness, and I kept losing my concentration. After a brace of daylight the head teacher vet suggested I get away. That's when I decided to contain the slip I already had planned."

"I am sorry. I wish there was some I could say or do,"Cinnamon said.

We sat in quiet for various proceedings.

"Would you like to roleplay some games ?"asked Cinnamon.

"Sure,"I responded.

She went into her bedroom. I thought I heard her talking. After a few min she emerged with a cribbage plug-in and a deck of cards.

"crib or Gin ?"she asked.

"Let 's scratch with gin,"I suggested.

We played gin for quite some fourth dimension. We talked and laughed as the night progressed. She definitely beat me at gin. We switched over to Cribbage. I won the first game. cinnamon won the second biz. It came down to the 3rd game. I got lucky and ended up skunking her.

"I've met my equal,"she said looking at the clock."Oh my ! It's gotten late. I have to be at work tomorrow. It will get pretty late if I take you back to the hotel and then come back."

I knew it was only about 20 minutes to go to the hotel and back. I suspected something was up.

"Would you like to spend the dark ?"she questioned.

I looked over at the furniture in the living way. The lounge was more of a making love nates, not big enough to sleep comfortably on. She noticed me looking around.

"The only place I have to sleep is on the bed. It's a nance so there is stack of way,"she said."We are both adults, it will be fine."

I hesitated then agreed. She picked up the game, went to the kitchen and put water and food for thought down for the cat. She locked the threshold and turned out the lights, leaving only the bedroom lighter on. She walked to the bedchamber, I followed. She grabbed her hairbrush, then sat on the boundary of her bed and started brushing her hairsbreadth. I watched for a few secondment then went over and sat side by side to her. I put my helping hand around her hand with the brush.

"May I ?"I asked.

She handed the brush to me. I began brushing her hair. I had brushed Debby's haircloth several multiplication. Long pacify strokes through her shimmering haircloth. When she was satisfied she stood up and went into the lav. She returned after a shortly clock time. My jaw dropped. She was completely bare. I starred surprised and with appreciation. I felt some inspiration between my legs.

"You're staring again,"she giggled.

"Sorry,"I said.

"Don't be sorry, it's a compliment. I sleep in the nude,"she explained.

I gulped and choked out,"I u.usually do t.too."

"No need to change that on my account,"she said with a Brobdingnagian grinning on her face.

I stepped into the john. Washed up a little, then removed my wearing apparel and put them in a pile next to her clothes. I looked in the fully length mirror on the back of the door. I had torn the ACL in my right knee during my sophomore twelvemonth of college basketball game. It had been repaired, but my run days were over. I kept in good human body with other activities. I walked back into the chamber. cinnamon bark had gotten into bed and covered herself with a weather sheet. The brightness level were off except for a lamp on Cinnamon 's side of the bed. She looked at me intently and smiled.

"You 're staring,"I said whimsically.

"I 'm sorry,"she said giggling.

"Don't be, it's a compliment,"I said with a chortle getting into bed.

I just laid there on my backrest for a few minutes. Still not certain what her design were, I was not making the first move. I was in a extraneous res publica and not wanting to be accused of any illegal bodily function.

"May I snuggle with you ?"Cinnamon asked.

"Yes, sure as shooting"I answered.

She rolled over on her position. I put my arm around her. She pressed up against me. I felt her chest military press into my side. I began to get aroused.

"Andy, this is supposed to be your honeymoon. If you wish, you can affect that I'm Debby tonight,"she whispered into my ear.

I was surprised. It took a brusque prison term to process what she said. Her digit started running through my breast hair. It felt so good to be touched by a woman again and to be lying next to one. I kissed her on the forehead. She tilted her head and our lip met. Her lips were voiced, warm, and supple. I wrapped my other arm around her and pulled her tighter. I caressed her back. She shivered at my touch. She opened her sassing and our tongues explored each others mouths. I brought my hand around to the front and cupped her breast. Cinnamon drew in a deep hint, then let it out slowly. I massaged her breast slowly and methodically. She moaned into my mouthpiece. I lightly pinched her nipple and she jerked a little, but pressed her breast into my hand. Her hand moved lower across my stomach, then down by my waist. I felt her finger's breadth on my member. She rubbed the sides of my member with the side of meat of her fingers. I had already grown to nearly wide-cut size. She rubbed the head of my rod and I moaned softly. She wrapped her fingers around it and began slowly pumping. My hand moved down across her stomach, then down until it encountered her bush. I stroked her bush for various seconds before moving scurvy to her vaginal lip. Cinnamon inhaled and exhaled deeply as I stroked the outside of her lips. I could recite she was enjoying the aid, by the warmth and wet coming from her.

"Yes, yes, delight continue !"Cinnamon instructed.

She was continuing to stroke me moving the full duration of my rod. I used one finger to run between her pussy sassing while continuing to caress the outside with two other fingers. I pressed my middle finger between her sassing. It was quickly coated with her juices. At the top of my stroke I pushed my fingerbreadth deeper searching for her button. I was soon successful and began rubbing her love button with my fingertip. Cinnamon drew in another abstruse breathing time and arched her back pushing against my finger. I moved my finger lower and pushed it into her. She jerked and moaned happily. She kissed me difficult and more rapidly pumped my penis. I moved up over her onto my knees and one arm. She began directing my penis to her erotic love hole. I withdrew my helping hand and used it to back up myself. She pulled my rod until it was positioned to go inside her.

"I want you inside me,"she said.

I lowered myself until the head of my member was touching her pussy rim. She pushed her pelvis up and I slipped inside her. I lowered myself until I was completely inside her. She was very tight, but her natural lubrication made it easygoing. cinnamon wrapped her leg and arms around me. Her vaginal muscles gripped me.

"brand love to me ! fill me !"commanded Cinnamon.

I started pumping slowly in and out of her. With each down stroke an"ooo"or"ahh"escaped from her rim. My movement increased in rapidity. Cinnamon pushed up to meet each stroke. I was quickly reaching the point of no return.

"Cinnamomum zeylanicum I am going to cum soon. Do you"

She cut me off."Yes, c.cum inside me. I'm on"she said before screaming.

Her pussy contracted and relaxed around me. Her body shook and she screamed again. I pumped a few more times before I shot my warhead into her. I continued to pump into as her orgasm continued. She went limp on the bed. I flopped over on my backwards succeeding to her. Cinnamon continued to puff trying to grab her breath for a couple of minutes. I put my arm around her and gently pulled her next to me. Her breathing returned to normal. She had a vast smile on her face. I looked at the dresser on the wall past the substructure of the bed. char was sitting there looking at us. I wondered how long she had been there.

"Goodnight,"said Cinnamon.

"Goodnight,"I said kissing her on the forehead.

She cradled into me and was soon asleep. I fell asleep smiling at her. Loving the well-chosen, contented look on her look. I then realized how much I had missed having person next to me in bed .