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The Burwell House Mystery- Part 16
Loud cheers and voices echoed from the back yard of the Burwell house. The staff and interns were out enjoying the beautiful summer night. Tom and Louis had planned to hold a staff social, two hours after the community ice cream social that I catered. Plenty of food and ice cream left over, They figured this was a great opportunity to get to know the staff in a deeper way. Gunny sack races, ice cream filled spoon races, hot dog eating contests and more. I needed to clean up after catering the community ice cream social. Ron and I had planned a bit of alone time before we would join them.
Meeting me in my room after my shift, Ron showed up with one single red rose. He put it in a vase for me since I was finishing up, putting my face on. I was lethargic, but knew this would be a fun way to meet the other interns and staff. We sat out on our deck and enjoyed a glass of White Zinfandel to unwind. Ron touched my face softly as he gazed deeply into my eyes. " What Ron, I exclaimed?" Courtney, I feel so at home when I look at you. They say the eyes are the gateway to the soul. I love your soul." We both giggled like school children. "You sure know what to say to a woman. I feel the same about you Ron. This summer has been so amazing." The sun shone just above the tree line. What a perfect night. We could hear frogs and crickets chirping as the wind blew gently. "Oh that smell, it is so powerful. Pulling my face to his, Ron began kissing me. We were on the deck facing the back, so we had our own private love spot. The entire staff was on the other side of the building, way out on the Burwell estate.
Stepping off his rocking chair onto the grey painted wooden deck, he extended his hand to me. I felt a rush of excitement shoot through my whole body. I gave him my hand willingly and let him pull me down on the hard wooden surface. His hands Played over my body in a confident, strong gesture. I didn't want him to stop. He then put his hands through my hair and pulled his rock hard body up against mine. Kissing harder and getting lost in each others' moans, I wished somehow that this moment in time would never end. I undid his top button and continued unzipping his pants. He gently turned his body for easy removal of his Tommy Hilfiger pants. Lifting my backside off the deck and into the air, Ron Pulled off my powder blue stretch shorts. Running his tongue along my breasts and rounding my nipples, my body heaved in ecstasy. His tongue toured slowly and softly along the entire length of my body until he stopped in between my legs. He spread my legs out as far as they could go and probed deeply into my soft, wet flesh. He continued deliciously devouring me until I felt I would explode. I moved his face from between my legs and pulled him on top of me. Arching my back, Ron drove his strong, hard manhood deep inside me. Rocking hard and fast we danced within each other's erogenous zones until we reached our climax.
Walking up the drive, hand in hand, we saw at least forty staff having what looked like a great time. Tom stood at the large barbecue grill and cooked while Louis held her own at the ice cream bar. Ron got pulled by Tom right away. He needed his help at the barbecue grill. "Hey Courtney, come with me to get a root beer float Randy exclaimed. I promise, I will buy." Laughing I rolled my eyes and told him that I had catered the ice cream social all day, so a root beer float was out of the question.
© 2011 Laura Rogers