The “Wishing Well INN”

[cgraven]

Kaylab Williams had been around the “Wishing Well INN” for what seemed like an eternity. In his late 40’s the outdoors life seemed to agree with him and he was always busy about the 200 acres that comprised the Inn’s grounds.

He did so love the White Mountains and the notch country with its rugged terrain and deep forests. Oh the “Wishing Well INN” was in a world of its own snuggled high up in Collins notch far from routes 16 in Pinkcame’s Notch, or route 302 in Crawford’s Notch

The “Wishing Well Inn was an old colonial Farm house know a B&B for “Die Hard” hikers and Mountain Bikers in the Spring summer and Fall, but winter belonged to the Back Country cross country skiers and thought that just wanted to get away from it all.

It was late in the season, college and school winter breaks over and thing where rather slow even though the snow conditions where excellent. The fact of the matter was if there wasn’t snow on the ground down in Boston the city folk figured there be no snow up in the mountains.

The Sound of a car coming up the drive brought him back to the present.

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[chanaud]

Night was falling quickly. The clock in my 1972 yellow VW bug was a constant reminder that I was late. Three hours late to be exact. Dummy me; I left the directions to my friend, Sheryl’s house on top of my bed of my dorm room. And of course, paying my own way through post grad Engineering program at Boston College didn’t leave me with the many luxuries like a cellular phone.

I have a tight grip on the steering wheel as I guide my car around the winding pathway up this mountain. My palms sweating profusely contradicted the chill settling in my bones as I feel the cold rushing in from the vents. It seems like it’s an endless gravely path and there seemed like no place to retrace my journey. As I drove further up the high elevation, a light appeared in the distance. When I drove further, a sign revealed its location. “The Wishing Well Inn”, it read.

“Great” I told myself as I sighed a relief. “I can ask for directions.”

Before I stepped out my car, I checked myself in a compact mirror. My long auburn hair cascaded down my crème colored knit sweater while my jeans accentuated my long lean legs. I never wore heavy makeup. Just mascara to enhance my almond shaped eyes and light lipstick to add color to my cheeks.

The door was locked. That’s weird. You would think the door would be opened since it’s an inn.

Rap Rap

Hello? I cried out.

 

[cgraven]

There where no guest at present at the Inn and I had closed down early when the State Troopers called to say they where closing the road. I was reading by lamp light when there was a sudden banging on the front door.

“Damn who could that be disturben a body’s rest, at this hour and in this storm?”

“I’m coming. Hold yer horses”……..”Come on in Miss taint a fit night for man nor beast out there”

By gum I’d seen my share of pretty gals, but she sure did take the cake. That long auburn hair cascading down her crème colored knit sweater, them jeans that accentuated her long lean legs. She sure was the pick of the litter.

“How can I help you Miss…….. Name's Kaylab Williams I sort of belong to this place.”

 

[chanaud]

Oh, what a relief! I returned his greeting with a geniune warm smile.

"Oh, thank goodness someone's home. It seems I'm lost. Can you tell me how to get to Mount Holyoke?"

He must be the caretaker, I assumed. In the few minutes of standing at the door, snow was blowing in my hair.

 

[cgraven]

“Well come on in Missy, It’s colder that a witches tit out there tonight.”

I ushered the auburn haired beauty in. well the way she moved in them tight jeans could move a preacher to lust after her, and the effect was not lost on me. That there sweater also showed off some more of her charms

“Mount Holyoke!... Well you are some kind of lost Missy.”………” Mount Holyoke is down Massachusetts way and your in New Hampshire, be that as it may the State Police have closed the road and that storm out there is a real corker………So I am afraid you wont be going any where tonight or maybe for the next three days till we get plowed out.”

I watched her as my words sunk in.

“Like I said my name is Kaylab Williams, didn’t catch yours.”

 

[chanaud]

I had to laugh at his witch's tit comment. Yes, it is and I'm sure mine resembles it. But, as soon as he mentioned that I'm in New Hampshire, my face fell immediately. How in the hell did I get to New Hampshire?

My eyes narrowed, three days? This has been my first weekend off since I started grad school and now I'm stranded in a wooden lodge high up in the mountains.

"Kayleb, I'm in Vanessa. I have to get back. People are expecting me...."

 

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“Well Miss Vanessa can’t help that but we can give em a call and let em know you’re safe at least”

I went to the desk phone as she followed me.

“What’s there number?” I asked her as I picked the receiver.

“Sorry lines dead, here listen. Storm must have taken the lines down.”

I tilted the receiver away from my ear so she could listen. Her cheek was warm against mine, her fragrance intoxicating, and I felt a stirring that I hadn’t felt in a very long time. Kayleb man get a grip on yourself, I chided.

“Miss Vanessa can I gat you some thing to drink?.........Afraid the kitchen was shut down hours ago…………Suspect you’ll be needen a room to……….If you give me your keys I’ll get your bag and put your car in the barn.”

"There a fire in the parlor so you can warm yourself.....Young lady you look half frozen "

 

[chanaud]

"Kayleb, I'm afraid I can't stay here." Looking around my surroundings, I remembered I was in an Inn. A pricey one. One, I hope to one day afford when I'm a successful Engineer. His face didn't budge from mine. I knew I was stuck here for 3 days.

My eyes pleaded with his and blushed with shame. "Oh dear, Kayleb, I'm in a dilemma."

I noticed the way he was looking at me. It looked as if he was distracted by something. Looking at him puzzled, my hand reached for his arm, feeling the wool plaid, "I'm afraid I don't have any money. I can give you my credit card number. Only I think I'm close to my limit."

 

[cgraven]

Her Hand was on my arm and there was almost a disparate look in her eyes as she said.


Oh dear, Kaylab, I'm in a dilemma."……….."I'm afraid I don't have any money. I can give you my credit card number. Only I think I'm close to my limit."

She blushed with shame that colored her cheeks and the stirrings grew stronger. By gum she sure was a looker and I couldn’t get it out of my mind, what she would look like stark naked. Gals like her had always treated me like dirt. So I thought I’d have a little fun with this one.

“Vanessa isn’t, well that there presents a problem, no money, and no phone for a credit check…………..I’d hate to turn a pretty little thing like you out in this here storm……….Now mind you if it where up to me I’d let you stay for free, but taint and it would mean my job………………Got any ideas?”

I was pullen her leg of course, at least that’s what I told myself.

There was an awkward silence as Vanessa looked at me and I was a bit shamed faced at what I’d said After all where could she go?

“Damn the consequences taint turning you out on a night like this .”

“Now what about that drink, Missy?”

 

[chanaud]

A chill crept in my bones. I shook it off as being cold.

"Oh dear, I'd hate to be an inconvenience to you or cost you your job. Is there anything to do around here to pay in kind?"

I really didn't want to stay here. But, where can I go? The pane glass window showed snow flurries while the wind howled around the Inn.

"Do you have something warm? I still feel a little chilled." His face broke out in an anxious grin. Maybe, too anxious. I wonder if it's because he doesn't see many people high up in the moutains.

 

[cgraven]

“Something Warm to drink?”

“Well I have some hot buttered rum and I’ll see if I can think of how you can work off your stay in kind Vanessa.”

Kayleb led her into the parlor and poured her a large hot buttere rum and kept them coming as he talked about the Inn and its history

The Inn had been built as a farm in 1762 and owned by a Tory family by the name of Williams. They where avid supports of King George and had angered those in favor of fighting for independence. One night the Rev. Wheel lock and is militia from Exeter on the coast came calling. The Williams family resisted and held their own until betrayed and cursed by a local girl.

“Well that’s the story but the legend is the place is haunted, and will remain so until some young beauty makes a wish at the old well, setting the specter free.”

I placed my hand on her thigh and smiled at Vanessa. It was so firm and inviting, but I did miss the days of skirts and the feel of bare skin under my hand.

Kayleb get a grip on yourself man she’s not for you.

 

[chanaud]

Upon the first sip, I noticed the buttered rum had a bite to it. Since, this is my first time tasting one, I didn't pay any heed to it. I smiled warmly over the steaming mug.

"Thank you, Kaylob."

The second sip of the hot elixir chased the chills away. My body relaxed at the combination of the drink, his voice and the warm surroundings.

He continued to regale on of the history. The shine in his eyes told me of his love of this historic Inn.

When the drink was half gone, I felt my body shutting down. My eyes were half-closed and my vision was blurry. It seemed as if I was floating away in a cloud.

There was something on my thigh. I tried to flick it away, but the solid mass wouldn't budge.

It turned warm. Aahhhhhhhhh.....so warm.....

 

[cgraven]

As I talk that there hot buttered rum hit Vanessa like a fright train. Most folks can hold their liquor if it be cold, but hot rum does hit a body rather fast and hard. She tried to brush away my hand from her thigh a half hearted effort at bet. Her eyes she closed and her head lulled back as she sat on the sofa, just a might drunk.

Hell Kaylab this is your chance, she can’t put up much of a resistance, and she is yours to due with as you please. Her kind, the pretty kind get what they want, why not you this time?

My hand was just closing around her young breast when I caught myself. Miss Vanessa was alone, lost, scared, and broke. Those where the very same reasons I’d first came into this country from Boston all those years ago and settled here. Cursing myself as a fool for passing up this golden opportunity, I picked her up and carried her to and empty room. There I turned back the down comforter and laid her on the bed. I unlaced Vanessa’s hiking boots and removed them and her socks. My hands, undid the snap at the waist of her jeans, and slid down the zipper, then worked them over her rounded hips and down her legs. My eyes nearly popped from my head at the sight of her under garment, how could that possibly be comfortable, and there was so little of it to boot. Removing her sweater was the biggest temptation to have my way with her, as her breast came into view covered only by the wispy lace contraption. My body ached for her as I gazed upon her nubile from stretched out upon the bed. I covered Vanessa with that there goose down comforter before I changed my mind again.

She was restless as I laid the makens of a fire on the hearth then struck a Lucifer stick and lit it.

I was restless and returned to her room about two in the morning to tend the fire. As I was about to leave I saw her eyes where open and looking right at me, almost through me.

 

[chanaud]

Blurred images and unrecognizable voices were floating in a cloud, calling for me.

“Vaneeeesa…. Neeeeesa….”

I kept yelling out, “Wait for me,” as I was running to catch up to them.

Their laughter filled my dream as the images faded away. I felt frustrated and lost.

Footsteps woke me. I sat up groggy and dazed as a clearer image appeared before me. He was someone I recognize from long ago.

“Kyle, why are you out of bed? Where am I?”

His voice seemed troubled. “You must be dreaming, Miss Vanessa. I’m Kaylab.’”

“What do you mean you’re Kaylab.? You’re Kyle. Come back to bed, honey.”

 

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Her eyes where open but she was still asleep her voice soft and inviting.

“What do you mean you’re Kaylab.? You’re Kyle. Come back to bed, honey.”

‘Miss Vanessa I m Kaylab Williams your at the” Wishing Well Inn.”
My words have not effect they seem not to reach her

Hell Kaylab she is inviting you into her bed. Don’t be a fool man.
Slowly I disrobe and join Vanessa in her bed.

“Miss Vanessa, I taint this here Kyle fellow, but God help me I can’t refuse your kind offer.”

I wanted her but would not lie to her either. My lips found hers as my body eagerly responded to the soft warmth of her youth. My hands hesitantly begin to explore Vanessa’s body.

 

[chanaud]

His body was cold as he snuggled under the covers next to mine. I shivered to shake off the chill and soon his temperature matched mine. His lips were surprisingly soft. Softer than I remembered it to be. As his hands roamed over my body, I snuggled closer to him, pressing myself to him.

Our tongues rolled softly into a slow dance. My hands felt the contours of his head, the back of his neck and followed it down his spine. He moaned softly as I felt his cock twitch against my belly.

"Ohhhhh Kyle....make love to me...." I pleaded with him.

 

[cgraven]

My body took its warmth and life from Vanessa. She was so vibrant, young and full of life, as she called for her phantom lover of a time and placed remembered only in the corridor of her mind. My thoughts of lust and vengeance slipped from me, like water slipping through your fingers. The harder you try to hold on to it the faster it slips through them. Breathlessly our lips parted.

“Ohhhhh Kyle....make love to me...." Vanessa pleaded with me.

I Kaylab Williams became her phantom of desire.

With trembling fingers I freed her youthful breasts from the confines of the lacey halter that held them captive. My lips again brush hers and my tongue slides across her full moist lips seeking entrance into the sweet depths of her mouth to again dance in delight with hers.

My fingers dance across the surface of Vanessa’s breast, exploring, discovering their firm contours, teasing her nipples, my touch as soft as a sprig breeze.

Vanessa moan in response to my touch, as our kiss deepens. The warmth our her body is no a searing heat.

God I am tempted to go, farther to take this vibrant beauty, to consume her with the growing passion that threatens to engulf me.

I break the kiss as dawn is breaking and whisper.

“Vanessa we promised each other not till our wedding night love.”

My heart ached as I left her side, unable to give her what she most earnestly desired, in the guise of another. Yet his desire for her would not let him leave her either.

 

[chanaud]

I remember feeling cold and lonely as my body slumped across the bed in a deep slumber. A blanket of warmth covered me, but it didn't ease the lonliness.

A few hours later..........


My eyelids fluttered at the sound of wood crackling. My head remained on the pillow as my eyes roamed around the strange surroundings. There was a horrible weight in my head that prevented me from attempting to sit up. I smelled a strange scent on my pillow. When, I buried my face in it, I noticed it was a warm, masculine familiar scent. I shrugged it off as it occupying my dreams.

As I finally sat up, I noticed a noise out in the lodge. When, I pulled my covers off, I became aware of my lack of clothes an my bra pulled over my breasts.

 

[cgraven]

Last night storm had turned into a raging blizzard leavening the world in a snow twilight neither day nor night. I had gone to get more fire wood and was pushing Open the door to Vanessa room.

She was sitting in bed naked to the waist and even prettier then I had remembered. I blushed and continued in to stoke her fire. I could not look at her.

"Vanessa I’m not your Kyle I Kaylab just plain old Kaylab and I want you so that it hurts."

You where so drunk last night that I got you ready for bed but later you called for Kyle and I…….. But I swear I never touched you below the waist.”

My voice was touched by sobs and my face was crimson at my addmisson.

 

[chanaud]

"Ermmmmm...ok" I answered him as I pulled the covers to my chin missing the below the waist remark.

I wasn't sure if I should believe him. I don't think he did anything drastic, but I'm sure he did more than he's admitting to.

Images of my dream flew before me. Blushing a crimson red, I asked, "Has the snowstorm passed?"

 

[cgraven]

I know I must face her or Vanessa wont believe what I am saying. Still tending the fire I turn my head and look strait into her eyes.

“No if anything it is worst a real “Nor Easter” Could last for days,”

My voice had almost caught in my throat, as I saw Vanessa there with the covers up to her chin. God she looked so innocent and so sexy.

“Vanessa I told you the truth about last night…..I did not touch you below the waist….I do want you…..That is true…..Could have had you……you where drunk and thought I was that there Kyle. And you invited me into your bed…..I was mighty tempted but couldn’t take you in the guise of another.”

I let my words linger as my gaze remained steady.

“Vanessa I taint much to look at I know that but I want to be wanted for myself , not as some body else, or as the collector of rents.. You can stay until the road’s open.... No charge . ………You owe me nothing.”

I return my attention to the fire. My face crimson with shame and a tear runs down my cheek.

 

[chanaud]

I was stunned! Did I mistaken for Kyle? Peering closer, he did resemble Kyle. Same lean body. Same eyes. Intense hazel eyes that seeemd to pierce through my soul.

Shaking off the eerie feeling, I cried out to him, "I'm sooo sorry, Kaylab. I suppose old dreams tend to haunt me at the most unexpected moments. "

I surely didn't want to hurt his feelings.

"I thank you so much. Listen, I can help out with the chores to make your next few days easier. Just tell me what to do."

I gave him a smile to appease him.

"Another small favor? Do you have any clothes that I can borrow?"

 

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“Vanessa had tried to make it right and I respected her for that but still it broke down to "Kaylab thanks but no thanks". The tears where running down my cheeks and I refused to let her she them. I simply said in a choked voice;

“Ayeup … I’ll leave them by the door.”

I left an old “Black watch” woolen shirt I had when I 1st came here, and a pair of woolen hunting pants I thought might fit her. Woolen mittens and a red plaid hunting coat.

The day was much as any, as we cleaned up the kitchen after breakfast. The general cleaning of the Inn went quickly. It was about noon when I said.

“Well this afternoon we’ll take out the team and sleigh to bring in more fire wood, it’ll be hard work”

That afternoon could have been in winters day in the 18th century. The snow was coming hard and the wind she was a howling but work was work. and no fire wood meant cold sleepless nights or worst.

Vanessa huddled against me up on the box seat to keep warm and I let her be enjoying the closeness of her. WE worked hard and when all was ready, I launched a snowball at her catching her in the back.

By gum she was a feisty one and the snow balls where a flying as I bore in to her and finally tackled her in the snow coming to rest on her. Vanessa was panting, little puff of her breath on the cold air, caressed my face. I had her arms pinned in the snow and the falling flakes melted on her warm skin. I was lost in her eyes.

 

[chanaud]

Sharing his chores brought a lot of respect for him. He clearly enjoys his work and takes special care in the antique Inn. I struggled a bit on the heavier duties, but overall, I was able to maintain his pace with ease.

The snowball caught me in utter surprise, bringing out a childish laughter from deep within me. In rapid fire, I had to return the favor.

His laughter matched mine as he tackled me. We lay there with wide eyed grins. Soon, our grins diminished and the mood turned serious. His eyes bore into mine. The cold on my back was warmed by the heat emitting through his layers of clothing.

Kaylob's gloved hands cupped my face as he brought his lips down to mine.

 

[cgraven]

I cupped Vanessa’s face in my hands and slowly lowered my lips to hers. The kiss was tender, as my lips brushed hers, their warmth in stark contrast to the howling storm. The team was restless and knew it was passed time to go. I broke the kiss, a brief moment in time now passed. I took Vanessa hand and helped her to her feet.

"They have more sense than I do Miss Vanessa, we have to get going and be back before dark. Still have to stack this load."

They rode back to the Inn in silence. The wood was stacked and the team cared for and stabled. She had been there each step of the way helping as she could, yes sir she was the finest kind and had pulled her share of the load.

Once in the Inn I went to add wood to the fire, now just a bed of embers.

“Miss Vanessa light that there “Hurricane lantern” afraid the powe in a tender kiss.r lines are down some where.” Might be smarter to sleep in here tonight and save on the fire wood. The ways she is a blowen out there could be some time for we can get more.”

I walked over to her as she sets the lamp down and my lips brush hers