"The Proposal"

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Max Taylor stood at the edge of the forest looking out upon the small pond. He'd always felt as though this was his pond, that it belonged to him. The pond had been fished out years earlier; the forest around it was posted No Hunting; and the only public access to it was a five mile hike that had been blocked two years earlier by an almost impassable rock slide.

Max knew a secret way into this glen through a crevice in the South Cliff, making this land his! Naked to the skin, he parted his feet a bit, reached his arms out wide, then brought them in to beat upon his chest as he let loose a Tarzan yell. He listened to his call echo back from the North Rocks, and come back to him several times, then turned to look at his girl:

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"I'm ready now," he said, running across the forest's thick grassy floor to fall onto the ground beside her. As they kissed and groped and laughed with joy, he told her with the deepest love and sincerity, "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

He gave her a long, passionate kiss as one of his hands inconspicuously delved around in the little back pack laying on the ground beside them. When he pulled his lips and face back, her eyes quickly settled upon the ring he was holding up for her inspection.

It wasn't much, just a quarter carat of above average clarity. But it was all he could afford on his plywood mill salary. She deserved more, of course. She was an incredible woman: smart, funny, sexy, ambitious, and -- Oh God! -- fantastic in the sack! And Max knew from idle comments she'd made or looks she'd given to valuable objects during their two years together that she wished he could offer her more.

But she'd never asked for more than he could offer her or expressed her disappointment in their low income love affair. Max did his best, but Harrisville didn't have a lot to offer a 24 year old man with a high school diploma and average grades. He'd considered leaving town, finding his fortune elsewhere, and bringing her to him once he had made it. But this was his home, and he couldn't see himself leaving it ... ever!

As she stared at the ring, he whispered, "Marry me."

 

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“You're not serious.” Kaylie smiled admiring the ring and how it gleamed when the light hit it. She was undoubtedly in love with Max, this much was true but she never thought that this would be in the cards so soon. The two of them barely had two pennies to rub together much less enough for a wedding and all that goes with it.

She stared deeply into his eyes nearly drowning in their sincerity. “Gosh, You are serious!” she whispered back with shock. She and Max had been steady since she was nineteen and now at 21 she was going to be his bride? The idea of it all kinda took her breath away.

“Okay” Kaylie spoke softly slipping the ring onto her finger. She didn't need the world and she didn't want him to think that he had to provide that for her. Kaylie had never left Harrisville or had fancy things anyway so she couldn't miss what she never had but there was a desire to experience those things buried inside her. She was also a realistic person and knew that short of winning the lottery that the sort of life may not ever happen. Max made her happy now she only hoped to return even half of that.

Kaylie gave him one passionate kiss after another until her lips had forced him onto his back. She sat straddling his lap, on hand on each side of his waist as she lifted herself onto him. Low groans escaped her as she slid every inch of him into her. When she felt the base of him graze her clit she stopped. “I love you Max.”. Kaylie began grinding him slowly against her body feeling him buried inside her to the hilt. With each raise of hips her body grew wetter. It wouldn't be long before she came and grabbing his hands she placed them on her ass. “Oh I love feeling your hands on my body when I cum!” she howled out more than moaned as her climax continued to build. She could feel his body working hers over and then it happened. Her finger held his chest as her body gave in to his.

 

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Max wanted things, just as Kaylie did. But as he watched his lover grind atop him, driving them to nearly simultaneous orgasms, he knew that he would be happy to have nothing more in life than this. Kaylie had been his first, and she continued to be his only. He couldn't imagine being with another woman, and he couldn't imagine that she would ever want to be with another man.

If he'd only known that this little bit of afternoon delight would lead to dramatic changes in their life -- in their future in general but in their their sex life in particular -- he wouldn't have suggested they sneak away to the pond this day.

He'd watched and heard his lover cum, then a moment later grasped her hips tightly -- the way she liked to be man handled -- and drove his cock deep inside her for his own climax. He groaned loud and long at the pulses in his groin that were only a part of the euphoria exploding within his entire being...

...then...

Max's next truly conscious thought was of Kaylie's sun warmed, firm breasts and flat belly pressing against his muscular chest and abs as they held one another tightly. He giggled a bit, then laughed loudly. The first time they'd made love, he'd offended her with a similar outburst, forcing him to explain that the better the orgasm, the more ticklish his cock and groin became afterward.

He didn't understand why he was this way. He'd never heard of guys laughing their heads off after sex, not that he regularly had such conversations with his guy friends, of course. The good news, of course, was that Kaylie always knew when she'd pleased Max because he became a regular jester for a long moment.

"Mrs. Kaylie Taylor," he whispered, kissing her neck before rolling her to her back and repeating, "You're going to be Mrs. Kaylie Taylor!"

He kissed her passionately, whispering Mrs. Kaylie Taylor, Mrs. Max Taylor, Max's wife, and other playful names as he began stroking slowly in and out of her again. With his cock fully hardened once more, Max sat upright -- haunches on his heels -- and pulled his lover's beautiful ass up into his lap. He made love to her again, with this position allowing him to get deep inside her while also fingering her clit and pert nipples...



They lay under the warm sun, side by side, staring upward into the trees, their chests still rising and falling to their last orgasms. Max whispered, "I'll remember this day for the rest of my life, Kaylie."

They chatted for a bit -- about this and about that -- before Max's mood became a bit more serious. He sat up so that he could look his true love in the eyes and said, "I know I can't give you much, Kaylie. But I will always love you, like no man has ever loved a woman. And I will always take care of you, like..."

His eyes dropped as he contemplated what he'd intended to say: I will always take care of you, like no man has ever taken care of a woman. He knew that he couldn't provide her with what she wanted. Hell, he could barely provide her with what she needed. What the hell was she doing saying Yes to him? She could have any guy in town ... in the county ... in the state! And yet, she said Yes to him.

"I can't give you a big wedding," he continued, forgetting that it was the father of the bride's responsibility to do that. "And I can't give you one of those big honeymoons ... cruise, or a week in Paris, or even a weekend in Montreal. But--"

"I can."

Max's heart leapt clean up into his throat at the sound of a male voice from far too close for comfort. He spun on his knees, spotted the man standing at the edge of the tiny meadow, then moved to block the stranger's view of his naked lover.

"Who the fuck are you?" Max growled. His heart was beating almost as hard as it had been after his incredible orgasms. When the man took a single step closer, he growled, "Stay there, asshole! What the fuck are you doing here?"

The man's slight smile widened into a toothy grin. He made gestures with his hands as if showing off his wardrobe, which was all top of the line, very expensive, but well worn mountain gear. He answered casually, "Hiking."

"Get the fuck out of here!" Max growled, feeling Kaylie scrambling behind him for her clothes. "Did you...? Were you watching us?"

The man didn't answer, but his expression -- and a quick glance past Max to Kaylie -- was the only answer Max needed. Still fully naked, he stood up before his lover and headed toward the man with an aggressive posture.

"Listen, asshole," he growled, his fists balling up so tightly that he could feel his knuckles crack and his fingernails cut into his palms. "You get the fuck out of here--"

The man raised his hands in somewhat of a surrender fashion, saying, "Whoa, I don't want trouble. I want to help you--"

Before he could finish, Max reached him, reared back, and threw a punch at him. Max had never been much of a fighter, but he was protecting Kaylie ... his future wife, the mother of his children, the woman with whom he was going to grow old. His mind was so totally set upon defending Kaylie's honor that it never even occurred to him that he might now have to do so.

In any case, his defense of his fiancée was short and sweet. The man ducked the punch, grasped Max's outstretched arm, gave him a tug to throw him off balance, and flipped him over. Max landed on the ground with a groaning thud.

"Settle down!" the man said. "I'm not here to hurt anyone!"

Max didn't respond, verbally or physically. The skillful martial arts move had caused all of the air in his lungs to rush out, leaving him gasping for air; and the man's slight twist of Max's arm was keeping him from rising to continue his futile defense of Kaylie.

"If I let you go...?" the man began, not finishing his sentence and hoping that the boy on the ground understood the implication. He released his grip on Max, stepped back, casted a glance at Kaylie, then looked back to Max and said bluntly, "I want to extend you an offer."

Barely able to get the words out of his throat, Max groaned, "What offer?"

"I want to pay for your honeymoon," he said, his eyes moving back and forth between the two lovers as he explained. "First class tickets to anywhere in the world you want to go. Maybe a cruise. The Caribbean is nice this time of the year, although what with summer, Alaska is cool. Some play money, let's say ... $30,000-- No, let's make it $50,000. Might as well have a really good time. And when you get home -- I'm assuming you'll want to come back home, but if you want to go somewhere new... When you get back from the most incredible honeymoon you've ever imagined, you'll have $50,000 in an escrow account with which you can begin paying for a new home. A place to begin your family. Rambunctious boys and sweet little girls, maybe a dog in the yard, kitten in the window seal, warming under the sun."

The man's last comment -- as well as the quick glance he gave at Max's still nude form -- was obviously a comment on what the pair of lovers had been doing while the stranger had spied upon them from the woods.

Max was finally able to rise to his feet, standing a bit awkward as he continued to struggle for air. He studied the man and could see in his demeanor, clothing, and manicure that he probably did have the money he seemed to be indicating he had. Of course, there was that one key question that had to be asked.

"Why would you do this?" he groaned, taking a deep breath before finishing, "What do you want in return?"

The man looked directly at Kaylie, studied her from head to toe for a long moment, then looked to Max. He raised a hand with three fingers extended, lowering one as he said with a steady, suggestive tone, "Three days, two nights ... with your beautiful bride to be."

 

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“Woa..Woa! What?” Kaylie stammered out after hearing those words. She quickly fastened her shorts after throwing Max's shirt over her head.

“Look Mister! Thanks but no thanks.” Kaylie mouthed out grabbing Max his jeans and rushing over to him. She'd never seen him that angry nor had she seen him on his back the way this weirdo had just easily maneuvered. Kaylie checked her fiance over as best she knew how. She even went as far as to waive her finger in front of his eyes to make sure he didn't have a concussion.

“Are you okay?” Kaylie asked Max still feeling the stranger's gaze on her. She clenched her arms together tightly around her chest as if to cover herself. She was fully dressed minus her underwear but the stranger's attention to her made her feel nude oddly enough.

She focused her own attention back to the hiker, taking Max's hand in hers for courage. “I'm not for sale.”Kaylie shot out. The man's offer sounded good on paper, even she couldn't deny that but at what cost? She hadn't been with anyone else but Max. What could she do for someone who seems like he could afford a professional? Not mention that this isn't the way she ever saw her life going.

Still the thought of the golden opportunity gnawed at her. Max wouldn't have to kill himself with overtime at the mill trying to afford things and she wouldn't have to slang burgers to gross truckers at the diner in town. It was a head start at a good life.

Kaylie gave her future husband a deep kiss, almost devouring him as if making a point of some kind. “My body and my heart belongs to you Max.”. This was something she wanted to remind herself of when she caught herself considering the man's proposition even for a second. When she looked to Max, a small bit of nervous spread across her face. Kaylie could possibly know what he had been thinking.

 

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"Three days, two nights," the stranger said, "with your beautiful bride to be."

“Woa..Woa! What?” Kaylie responded quickly, dressing and heading toward Max with his own clothes. “Look Mister! Thanks but no thanks.”

Max barely heard his lover's words. He was still a bit stunned by the flip to the ground, his head spinning a bit, causing him to consciously think about his balance.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

He started to nod his head, but that only caused pain in the front. He didn't understand why he hurt so much. He'd played two years of football and wrestled another. He'd taken quite a few hits and been thrown to the mat often, but he'd never felt this poorly before. What he didn't understand was that the combination of not expecting to be thrown and the hard packed Earth upon which he'd been thrown had impacted him greatly.

Max felt Kaylie grasp his hand as she announced firmly, “I'm not for sale.”

Before he realized she was doing it, Kaylie was pressing her lips passionately to his own. It was a stunning kiss, and Max did his best to reciprocate.

“My body and my heart belongs to you Max.”

"Me, too," he said quickly, though his correct response should have been Mine, too. He gave the stranger a hard glance and -- with his head finally settling down -- led Kaylie toward the blanket, peeking back over his shoulder as he said, "Let's get away from this freak."

As they gathered up the blanket, day packs, and empty bottles and wrappers, the man simply watched them, a constant smirk on his lips as if he knew something they didn't.

"I'm staying in town," he finally spoke as they began to head for the trail head that led back to the secret access to the meadow. "Bed and Breakfast on Downing Street. Just ask for Francis Lee. Frank to my friends ... and lovers."

"Fuck you, Frank," Max said as he led Kaylie quickly into the underbrush.



The walk through the woods and subsequent drive back to town was done in almost total silence. Max quietly expressed his shock with the man's offer a couple of times, and Kaylie responded as Max would have expected, too.

He broke the silence suddenly with, "I need to eat."

He pulled the old Ford into the parking lot of the diner at which Kaylie worked. Max rarely came here. He knew his girl friend made better tips if the horny old truckers thought she was available. And since he trusted her implicitly, he never had a concern that she might take up one of the men on their often spoken and always inappropriate solicitations.

But he suddenly needed every man in the world to understand that Kaylie was his! When they entered, Max walked her the full length of the café, past half a dozen empty booths, just to ensure that the regulars saw their hands clasped together. When they reached the booth, Max helped her to her seat, then leaned over and gave her a passionate kiss that was far too erotic for the public setting.

"My fiancée and I need menus!" he called out across the busy café to the waitresses chatting beyond the counter. He plopped down into the booth and reached out to hold Kaylie's hand. He said loud enough for all to here, "We're getting married. Jesus! We're gonna get married!"

The waitresses and some of the locals responded to the news as Max would have expected, as did the regular truckers who Max knew wouldn't be flirting -- or tipping -- as much as they normally did. After the excitement had died down, Max went quiet for a long moment as he had in the truck on the drive. He stared at the bubbles rising within the tall glass of dark beer, then later at the curly fries that the waitress brought out on the house.

Finally, the thought that had been pounding about inside his skull verbalized itself. "Do you want to accept ... what was his name...? Frank...? Do you want to accept his offer?"

 

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Kaylie heard Max's question but pretended not to. She was caught off guard by it and what she didn't verbalize showed all over her face as she stirred the straw around in her cola. “I thought you said he was a crazy freak?”

Kaylie gave a small chuckle trying to lighten the mood which seemed heavy at the moment. Truth was she had been thinking about the offer ever since Max had announced their engagement to the whole diner. A few of the other waitresses, friends of Kaylie's actually made it even worse by asking what they had planned for it when she gave them their orders.

“Would you still be able to look at me if I said yes? Let alone still marry me?” Kaylie asked wanting to know his answer before she gave hers. She knew or at least thought her love for Max would still be the same if she'd said yes. The guilt she'd feel, she hoped would pass over time.

 

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“I thought you said he was a crazy freak?”

"He is!" Max said quickly, planning on saying more but instead going silent once more.

Kaylie chuckled, then asked, “Would you still be able to look at me if I said yes? Let alone still marry me?”

Max didn't respond immediately. He hated the idea of any man touching his fiancée, his one true love. But...

"His offer," he said rather cryptically, his gaze still down as he was unable to look into Kaylie's eyes as he talked about this. He began to speak, then stopped. When he was finally able to get out the words, he said softly with a tone Kaylie would recognize as his most sincerest, "Nothing you could ever do would make me stop loving you ... stop looking into your eyes ... stop wanting you to be my wife."

It was rather ironic, he realized, that he could talk about always wanting to look into her hypnotic eyes after she'd fucked another man for days on end and yet couldn't look into them now as he talked about it. He finally was able to look up at her as he continued, "Nothing short of the lottery ... which ain't gonna happen ... would ever set us up for life like this would. We would have a life Harrisville would never offer us. But..."

He had to look away again, unable to hold her stare. After a deep breath and exhalation, he looked back to her again and said, "I'm just afraid that you might not want to come back to Harrisville at all ... or ... or to me."

He looked away as his eyes glossed over with moisture, threatening to tear up. He blinked away the tears, returning to staring at his as of yet untouched beer.

 

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Kaylie reached her hand across the table to take his. Her other hand went for his chin slowly lifting it so that he could look in the eyes as spoke. "That's all I needed to hear.".

Kaylie kissed his hand, gripping it tight as she did. "I think it would take a lot more than fancy food and few days of terrible sex some guy to get me to leave you!". She smiled stroking his cheek before nabbing one of his curly fries.

"Now if you were terrible in the sack? I don't know, I might have to leave you then." Kaylie said with a giggle and motioning a curly fry in front of him. "Bet your sweet ass, that it's not your wealth keeping me around.".

Her bad sense of humor was Kaylie's own way of staying calm and well she wanted, no needed Max to cheer up if she was going to have the strength to do this. Frank's cocky look as he gave them his info played on loop in her mind. He seemed so sure that they would take him up on his offer. That thought alone almost made her not want to, just to show him a lesson but Max was right. This was a fresh start for them both.

"So I guess we... I am really going to do this?" Kaylie asked herself out loud, confirming it.

 

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"So I guess we... I am really going to do this?"

Max had dropped his eyes to his beer again but raised them quickly at Kaylie's question. In all honesty, he'd still been hoping she would say No fucking way! He didn't want this Frank guy fucking his true love, for thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of dollars.

But Kaylie's obvious willingness to go through with the proposal -- her second of the day -- made Max wonder if he was thinking wrongly. Was this really not a big deal to her? Was it a given that they -- she -- shouldn't pass on such an offer? Would anyone pass on such an offer?

It was a lot of money! Tickets to anywhere in the world, a cruise, $50,000 in cash to have a blast, and another $50,000 to buy a house...? How could they pass on that? After all, it was just sex ... right?

As he stared into Kaylie's eyes, Max found himself wondering why she wasn't putting up more of a fight. Was it about gaining a future for them that they couldn't get otherwise? Or ... was she seriously looking forward to fucking this stranger. Did she need a little variety? Kaylie had told Max he was her first and only, just as he had and was hers. But she'd been so fucking good at fucking from the very start, and -- though he'd never showed it -- Max had always had a concern that Kaylie hadn't been totally honest with him about whether he'd claimed her virginity as she'd claimed his.

His stomach turned over at the horrific thought that, for Kaylie, this was just a legitimate excuse to fuck another man, to broaden her sexual experiences, to see if she was missing out. They had a great sex life, there was no doubt about that. But, they were kind of vanilla, too, and -- with the exception of some interesting locations for their little trysts -- there sex was sort of routine. Unbelievably satisfying! But ... normal at the same time.

Max used the crashing of a plate to the kitchen floor as an excuse to look away and collect his thoughts. It didn't really matter what Kaylie's reason was for going through with this. He had to believe that she was doing it for him ... for them! He couldn't go on not believing that, so that was just the way it was going to be.

A million thoughts had gone through his head since Kaylie asked her question, and yet only a dozen or so seconds had actually passed. He looked back to her and tried to smile as he said, "Yes ... we are. I think-- No! I know we can survived this just fine. You ... you go with him and do as he asks and be nice and polite and friendly, like you always are ... and remember that I am right here ... thinking of you every moment ... knowing that you will be thinking of me, too."

I hope, Max caught himself thinking. I HOPE you will be thinking of me while he's--

He couldn't even complete the thought, instead squeezing the hand that was still gripping his own. He slid out of the booth without having ever touched his beer. "Let's go see him."

Max wanted to get this going now, before he had a chance to change his mind. This would assure a bright future for Kaylie and himself. It was the right thing to do. And like he'd said -- or only thought, he couldn't recall -- it was just sex.

 

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The ride to the Bed and Breakfast couldn't have been more awkward. Every once and a while Kaylie would start to say something and then catch herself. Max seemed like he was fine with it so she didn't really want to rehash it no matter how many second thoughts she may have. The closer they got to their destination more she repeated the words " He loves me and I'm doing this for us" inside her head. Other than the idea that this may ruin her relationship Kaylie also thought about her own skills.

Max had told her that she was good in bed all the time but now she was going to use those skills to make money. Kaylie wasn't a pro in any sense of the word. Heck everything she learned she got from watching porno's while her parents were out. Max was the first guy and only guy she ever used them on and since then she had no use for those dirty movies. Kaylie had never told anyone that she spent most of her free time in private being a little "nympho". Her dad, a pastor would have locked her up in the house and her mom left town years ago.

Kaylie wondered what her dad would say about this, as far as he knew her and Max still hadn't taken that leap. She caught her breath in her throat with a huge gulp when the ford finally came to a hault. They were here now and it was time to face the music.

Kaylie gave Max one last kiss and the tightest hug she'd ever give anyone. If you didn't know any better you would think that she was saying goodbye forever. "I love you" she spoke before sliding out of the Ford and heading inside. She didn't give Max the time to say anything. His words would have only made her want to stay.

The short walk to the front desk and then to Frank's room felt like she had walked miles. Kaylie took a deep breath and fixed her hair as much as she could for the time being and just before she raised her hand to knock she paused.

 

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Max had intended on walking Kaylie all the way to Frank's door. He wanted to clarify some things with the man before handing his fiancée over to him to use and abuse for three nights, two days.

But before he could say anything, his lover's arms were around him in a near-bear hug, and a moment later, she was out the door and heading toward the B&B's entrance. It was obvious to Max that she didn't want to talk about this anymore, preferring to simply get it started and over. Besides, he wouldn't have known what to say to her anyway.

He sat in the old pickup for a long moment, started it, turned it off, started it again, then drove off down the road quietly. Half a mile down the road, he had to pull to the shoulder. His eyes were so glazed over with tears that he couldn't see the road.



Frank heard footsteps in the hall and made his way to the door with his cell phone still pressed to his ear. He opened the door and found the beautiful blonde staring at him, her fisted hand still raised before her. Still talking, he smiled to her, gave her a one moment gesture with an extended index finger, then gestured her inside.

He ogled her as he talked business with the other party. They were discussing a business deal, obviously, and the dollar figures Frank spoke of were in the tens of millions. Eventually, he finished and set the cell aside, turning his full attention to Kaylie as he pointed to a manila envelope on the dresser next to a laptop and a compact, portable, blue tooth printer.

"I'm an optimist," he began explaining as he lifted the envelope and spilled its contents out onto the dresser, "so the contract is printed out. The clerk downstairs has instructions to deliver it to your beau after we have departed. Your fiancée, what's his name?"

After Kaylie answered Frank, he dumped out the envelope's contents and briefly explained them. "Bank draft for $50,000. Max can access this money as early as noon tomorrow, whether or not you and I ... well, you know. Open ended air line tickets, two, first class, good for anywhere in the world up to a year out. If you decide on a cruise instead, the tickets can be returned for cash. Second bank draft for $50,000 is in escrow. It can't be cashed without my signature. My signature is dependent upon my enjoying myself..."

He let his eyes drop conspicuously to Kelsie's delicious body, well displayed in a tight pair of jeans and top that emphasized her young, firm curves. He finished the thought with a very suggestive tone. "...enjoying you."

As he slipped the papers back into the envelope as he asked, "Do you have any questions before we leave?"

 

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"I'm an optimist," Frank began explaining as he lifted the envelope and spilled its contents out onto the dresser, "so the contract is printed out. The clerk downstairs has instructions to deliver it to your beau after we have departed. Your fiancée, what's his name?"

"Max." Kaylie said barely above the sound of a whisper. She listened to him go on about what was to happen only paying half attention. Kaylie was still trying to figure out what he meant by the word 'departed'.

She had hoped he meant some fancy way of saying going out to dinner or something.

As he slipped the papers back into the envelope he asked, "Do you have any questions before we leave?"

Kaylie looked up at him afraid to really open her mouth but she did have questions. She took a look down staring at her ring, she gave it a twist for strength. "What do you mean by leaving? I didn't....you never mentioned that before now.".

Kaylie stood running her fingers through her hair and pacing a bit. "How do I know you're not some psycho or something?". She took a deep breath and another look at him. He didn't look like the psycho type. In fact he kind of had this sexy Robert Redford older man thing going on but that was beside the point.

She shook her head free of the small bit of attraction she had to him and asked. "Where exactly are we going?". Kaylie could feel his eyes roaming her body, practically undressing it or at least that what it felt like. How would Max feel about this? She was obviously having second thoughts but took a glance at the envelope containing her future. It was so close that she could taste it.

 

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"What do you mean by leaving?" Kaylie asked. "I didn't....you never mentioned that before now."

"Didn't I?" Frank said absently as he closed the envelope and returned it to the dresser. As if an unimportant detail, he added, "Huh, thought I did."

He turned away from her and crossed to a suitcase on a second dresser. It was already full, and Frank closed it and locked it for transport as Kaylie continued with her questions.

"How do I know you're not some psycho or something?"

"Well, you don't, really," he said, looking to her with a wide, playful grin. "If I am, though ... I sure have left a lot of evidence about my identity and my intent, don't you think? I don't think psycho's usually do that."

"Where exactly are we going?" Kaylie went on.

"Vancouver," Frank said quickly, adding, "The one in British Columbia, not Washington State."

There was a knock at the door, and Frank moved to it as he continued, "I have a jet waiting at the County Airport, and a float plane in BC. We'll take it to Humboldt Island, where I have a house."

He opened the door and gestured the porter to the bags. "There are people waiting for me there. Business associates. We'll have dinner and drinks, get a good night's sleep, then..."

He turned his attention fully to Kaylie now, ogling her shapely form for a moment as he simultaneously pulled out a thick wad of money and pre-tipped the porter a twenty dollar bill.

"Then, we'll have the island to ourselves."

 

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"The Island? To ourselves?" she asked herself as she watched the porter take Frank's bags. Kaylie didn't plan for this. She wasn't packed to go anywhere far and for that matter she wasn't sure what Max would have to say about this.

She paced through the room once more "You must do this a lot! Or you're just one of those guys who don't here the word no very often.". she said looking out of the window and seeing the car that must be taking them to the airport.

This reminded her of the fact they would be flying she's never been out of town much less on a plane. The thought of flying made her stomach jump for a moment and then she made her way to the complimentary mini fridge in Franks room.

She quickly looked over her choice of alcoholic beverages looking for the strongest of the small bottles and taking it. "You don't mind do you?" a nervous Kaylie asked taking the cap from the bottle. "Of course you don't... You probably find this stuff cheap.". Kaylie then took big gulp of the beverage and stated that she just needed to calm her nerves and that this would be her first time ever leaving Harrisville.

After taking a deep breath in she walked over to Frank " Okay, I guess. I guess I'm ready but no funny business.", she said thinking afterward about what good her telling him that would do.

 

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"You must do this a lot!" Kaylie said, pacing the floor. "Or you're just one of those guys who don't here the word no very often."

Frank considered the question for a moment before responding, "No, I don't do this ... what you would call a lot. And no, people don't often tell me no either. The reason for that, however, is simple. I typically offer more for what I want than what that want is. I don't like getting the short end of the stick in a deal, so ... I don't typically offer others the short end either. I prefer a stick without short ends, if that makes any sense."

As he watched, Kaylie began raiding the mini fridge. As she explained her nervousness -- about the unexpected trip and the flight itself -- Frank crossed slowly toward her, stopping within arms reach. He took the tiny bottle from her and, staring her in the eyes, drained the second swallow worth. Smiling, he opened a second bottle, sucked half, and offered it to her, saying, "One more for the road...? Or ... sky as may be more appropriate?"



Frank tried not to appear as if he was constantly watching Kaylie, but he did glance her way frequently to get her reactions to the executive limo, the body guard sitting up front, the sleek corporate jet, and -- finally -- the quick, powerful takeoff that put them climbing rapidly into the sky, breaking through the low cloud layer into the amazing blue sky above.

The Attendant came back to Frank and Kaylie, the only two passengers sitting in the plane. She smiled politely to Kaylie, then asked Frank, "Is there anything I can get you and your guest, sir?"

"Dinner is ready?" he asked.

"Yes sir, still warm," she responded. When Frank asked her to serve, she nodded, asking, "And to drink?"

Frank gave his order of whiskey on the rocks, then looked to Kaylie for her choice. The Attendant departed, and Frank stood, giving Kaylie an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry, but I have calls that must be made before we land. Will you excuse me?"



Four hours later, Frank still hadn't rejoined Kaylie in the passenger compartment, though the Attendant had taken good care of her. The pilot's voice sounded over the PA, "We are about to begin our descent. Please return to your seats and buckle in."

Finally Frank arrived, his cell plastered to his ear as he finished a business call. He was still talking when the plane was pulling up close to a waiting limo and the Attendant opened the door to usher in baggage handlers, who quickly went to work gathering Frank's things. Of course, Kaylie had little to deal with: she'd only had her purse and a small bag when she arrived at the hotel, not expecting a weekend get away.

Frank was ahead of her on that, as it turned out. As they walked toward the limo, a second stretch was arriving, too. He turned to Kaylie, finally pocketing the cell and informed her, "I have to meet people, so Charlie here--" He gestured toward a giant of a limousine driver, who nodded politely. "--will take you to Florence's. It's a woman's shop. You feel free to buy anything you want for the weekend--"

He cell was again ringing in his pocket, and as he turned and answered it, he called over his shoulder, "Dinner wear, play wear, beach wear ... whatever where. Get it all. You can take it back to ... Harrisville, wasn't it...? You can take it home afterwards."

He left her no opportunity to respond as he hurried into the back of the second big black car and was gone.

"Can I help?" a female voice asked from behind Kaylie, startling her. It was the attendant, who had already stripped out of her very becoming skirt and blouse uniform to don more casual but even sexier clothes, a short tight skirt and a blouse through which the pert nipples of her large breasts were easily noticeable. "I know what Mister Lee likes. Fashion, I mean."

She ogled Kaylie's body quickly, her smile widening. "And you're just what he likes. But, we need to get you dressed appropriately..."

She headed for the limo's open door, not even waiting for an invitation to join the shopping spree as she added, "...because you're here to impress."

 

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Kaylie watched as Frank was carted off in the other limo. She had barely listened to anything that the attendant might have had to say. Her mind was on her love back in Harrisville. If it hadn't be frowned" upon earlier in the flight there. Kaylie didn't really think about the no contact with Max rule during this adventure. She made her way to the door of what was going to be her limo. "Impress? Me, impress?", Kaylie asked rhetorically as she stepped inside and made herself comfortable. The ride from the airport was beautiful enough and Kaylie made sure not to get herself too lost in it.

"So, shopping?" Kaylie said trying to break the ice with her new elected buddy. She looked obviously nervous and her weird funny laugh afterward didn't help mask it one bit. When they finally arrived at t;heir destination Kaylie's eyes grew with amazement. The store looked expensive but humble. It wasn't a mall but the building itself was bigger than the little dress shop in her hometown.

As she and the attendant named Selina stepped out of the limo Kaylie took everything in. "You say you know what Mr. Lee likes?" she asked Selena while the driver held the door open for them. Kaylie started to go deeper into that statement guessing that Selena wasn't just hired for her skills in assisting.

Instead she kept the conversation on task and smiled. Selena just smiled knowing what had been on the young girl's mind as she worked her way through the store eyeing things and touching others. "How bout we get you ready to be shown off." Selena asked touching a silken red dress.

"Well need something sexy of course but let's not tread the line of trashy chic.". She later added with a giggle and a shake of her head at the dress Kaylie herself picked out. "It has to be classy and with a body like your's. When we're done here there won't be a single man at tonight's party who didn't wish he had you on his arm."

It took nearly two hours at the dress shop and another at Frank's palace like home before she was ready for the evening. Selena had been Kaylie's second set of hands throughout the entire time, even as Kaylie prepared in Frank's bathroom. Frank up until this point hadn't been seen by Kaylie. If the weekend was going to be made up of him stealing away to make phone calls, Kaylie liked that. The less time with him the less time she'd spend cheating,

With the finishing touches polished to hair and less than ten minutes before this party was to begin Kaylie made her way down. Her hair was done in a playfully sophisticated up do Her dress was a pale blue and went just below her knee. The top of which was a very cleavage revealing, halter top. It wasn't too bold though. The cleavage was just enough to show off her full breasts without showing too much skin.