The Party Gift - Ch. 5 - Sex Stories

The Party Gift - Ch. 5

... it. She was also setting down a gorgeous rose. “You come home safely to me,” I said. “Oh,” Deanna replied somewhat startled. “I didn’t think you were awake. I’m sorry. I didn’t want to disturb you honey.” Deanna sat down on the side of the bed as I sat up and wrapped my arms around her, resting my head on her shoulder. “Did you hear what I said,” I asked. “You come home safely to me.” “Oh! I…I will baby girl,” she stammered as I’d clearly caught her off guard with that statement. “I promise.” Squeezing Deanna tightly, I suddenly felt her trembling and her breathing labored. She was crying. “Hey,” I said as I pulled out of our hug and looked into her eyes. “What is it?” “It’s just been so long since anyone has said anything like that to me,” Deanna told me. “I’ve forgotten what it’s like to have someone at home who’s going to miss me.” “Not only is she going to miss you; but is also going to be so excited to see you when you do come home that she’s just going to attack you!” I replied and kissed Deanna softly on the lips. “Mmm I can’t wait,” Deanna replied. “We’re gonna have a lot to talk about.” “I know,” I whispered. “But in the meantime,” Deanna said as she held up the envelope with my name on it. “In here you’ll find your key to the house, the code to the ...

... alarm system and your security access card for you to get through the front gates of the neighborhood. As far as they; and I are concerned, this is your home now love. But we’ll talk more about that when I get back and figure out the details.” Deanna then kissed me so softly on the lips. “I have to go,” she whispered. “I’ll call you tonight.” “Where will you be tonight,” I asked. “Miami,” she told me. “Miami! Florida? Bitch!” I scoffed and we both giggled. “I love you so much,” Deanna whispered as she cupped my face and we kissed once more. “Mmm, and I love you!” “I’ll see you on Saturday.” And with that Deanna gathered up her luggage and left. A few moments later I heard her Lexus pull out of the driveway and the engine noise slowly faded as she drove away. Now, it was officially over; our magical week together. Over. I looked at the alarm clock and it read 5:25am. I didn’t have to be up until seven. So, I curled up in a ball and cuddled with one of Deanna’s pillows. Her scent was all over it. The next thing I knew I heard my alarm on my phone going off. The bedside clock read 6:59am. Just then, the grandfather clock in the foyer began to chime. And with that, I rolled out of our bed and prepared to return to the real world myself. Stay tuned for the Epilogue!