Standing in my bedroom, holding a beautiful cream and lace blouse, i touch myself remembering the feel of Him. Touching, tasting, fucking me and i get wet all over again. My breathing becoming ragged and shallow, the memories of just hours ago playing havoc with my mind and my body. I gaze around the room i have slept in for so long, the magnificent antique, 4 poster king size bed with its mahogany finish, and the furniture lovingly picked out to match but not exactly. Each piece with its own character and history. I walk along the floor in front of the dresser and watch through the mirror as i run my fingers slowly and lovingly down the top edge of it, remembering again the feeling of His hands on my body doing the same to me.
I gaze at the small porcelain clock on my nightstand and notice that it reads 7 am and it has only been an hour since i left His home through the back door. And again, the memories of the night spent there come to me in waves, inundating my senses, overwhelming my mind with desires and wishes. Snapping myself out of the memories i kneel down next to the bed, reaching under it i pull out my suitcases knowing that the time was now very important and i have much to do. Standing up with the cases, i lay them out on the bed and opening the largest of them i begin to pack my clothing, first from the closet and then from the armoire and the dresser. When the largest is full, i open the next one and pack my shoes and accessories in it. Then going to my bathroom i begin to gather all of my toiletries, emptying out all of the cupboards and drawers only stopping occasionally to touch and admire the beautiful wood work in this bathroom.
Again, I shake myself out of the memories,i know inside that i need to get away...the primitive side of me, my submissive calling out to me to let her free, is too strong of a pull to allow me to stay here.
After completing my packing i pull out my cell phone and call my best friend, and when she answers i let her know that i am leaving for an extended stay and would she please take care of the house for me.
"You know i will!" She replies with a smile in her voice. "But, where are you going? Ididn’t realize You had planned a trip."
" i didn't hun," i answer with a laugh "it was spur of the moment, i just need to get away for awhile...i need to find myself and get back a part of me that i lost during my marriage." and i smile into the phone, knowing she knew what i was talking about and she accepts it.
"I totally understand sweets!, and don't worry I will see to it that your put on a temporary leave of absence here at the shop, take all the time that you need!"
"Thank you very much Sandy, and i will get a hold of you as soon as possible and check in with you, *laughs* i know how much you will worry!"
"You better!" she replies sternly “and good luck sweets, just find yourself and be happy!"
With a promise to do that very thing,i hang up a look once more around my beautiful, serene bedroom once again. Wondering will i ever sleep in it again? Will i want too? Then picking up my cases i turn and walk out the door.
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