Daisy - Sex Stories

Daisy

... better. Then we’ll have some fun. Promise.”

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They’d flown out of the storm, but she could smell the rain mixed with the sea. Through her windblown hair, she saw the swell of dark clouds moving in. “Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean the storm is probably coming.”

“Storm’s headed out to sea. We won’t be that far out. C’mon.” He pulled her behind him. She wore his jacket over her shoulders. The beautiful hem of her gown ruffled as she went. She tried to step delicately around the raised front. The moment they boarded the boat, she understood what ‘sea-legs’ meant: she didn’t have them.

“This is beautiful,” she whispered when she stepped through the passageway. And it was. A table set for an intimate dinner had candles lit to give warmth and coziness to the scene. The place settings were Nautical blue and trimmed with gold. It looked exactly like one of the boats on the travel channel. Aiden led her to the table and helped her to her seat. She noticed how he kept checking his watch.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

“It is now,” he said, taking a seat across from her. The charm had returned. She was glad. He’d been way too intense the past hour. To see him relax allowed her to relax, too, as much as she could. The boat bobbed and swayed. She tried to act like the motion couldn’t be felt, but her stomach still did somersaults.

“I’m sorry, but you were right about the weather. It’s best we not set sail at this time.”

“Oh,” she sighed, relieved. ...

... “Well that’s okay. Can’t see much at night anyway, right?”

“Sailing at night is an experience I would have liked to share with you. The moon is brightest over the sea.”

“Really? but it’s not even four yet? How long...”

He smiled. “We have all evening, remember?”

"Um, yeah, right."

The wait staff, a man and a woman, arrived with dinner and a bottle of wine. The bottle was presented first to Aiden. Daisy felt like royalty, watching him sip and nod. It was what he wanted. Then her glass was filled with the dark wine. The food uncovered for her was steak and lobster with asparagus, over a tower of creamed potatoes. The sight of it had her mouthwatering.

“Divine,” she said, wanting to use that word.

Aiden picked up his fork and knife. Daisy did the same. They fell into a comfortable silence while they ate, but as she sipped the wine she loosened up. The tension of what would happen after dinner began to fade. In fact, she put it out of her mind.

“So, are you missed terribly when you leave Shamrock?”

“Missed?” he repeated, amused.

“You know. Hey, you’re the owner, so I’m sure you have to be on hand for things. In Ocean’s Eleven, the casino owner was like the God of the place. Ya know?”

He smirked, cutting his steak, but said nothing. Daisy grinned, stuffing her face. “Did you see the movie? Best casino movie ever. Hey, I got a question! Is the mob still in the business? You know Joe Pesci and Robert DeNiro kind of mob?”

“Casinos are legit now. If the ...