The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part Two - Sex Stories

The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part Two

... gate, white lights spelled out, "Welcome to Holiday Lights." The trail led downhill, passing evergreen trees on both sides covered in multi-colored lights. Off in the distance, we could hear Christmas carols playing on a loudspeaker. Behind the Christmas trees and partway up a slight slope, we could see a moving train. The lights that outline the wheels turned on and off in sequence, making it look like they were turning.

There was so much to enjoy, and we both commented to each other each time we saw something we liked. Glowing figurines were everywhere, set up in groups or as individual displays. A large barn at the end of the path was outlined in lights. At the corner of the barn, there was a signpost with several arrow signs directing visitors to the different areas. At the top was one that read North Pole Santa's workshop. The next one down read, Feed the reindeer, below that Christmas train display. The next to last one read Path of Reflections, and finally, the bottom read Holiday Treats.

I said, "So, Connie, which way first?"

"Oh my Philly, I want to see everything. You decide I want to see everything. I'm just so happy to be here with you," Connie said.

"Okay, let's look at the trains first," I suggested.

She giggled and said, “Boys and their toys.”

It was a short walk to the small building with a sign hanging over the door that read Train Shop. We stepped inside and were greeted by a beautiful miniature scene. The room was dimly lit, and trains ...

... were running through the display everywhere. One end had a mountain snow scene complete with a ski slope and a working chair lift. There were thousands of delicate little trees, each covered with a fresh coat of snow. Toward the center, where the display was narrow, there was a train storage yard with all kinds of model trains displayed. The operators would carefully pull one train in the yard and send another out to make its trip around the display. At the opposite end, the show depicted a small city complete with Christmas decorations and miniature Christmas trees. Each one is carefully modeled and lit with fiber optics. It reminded me of the town of Bedford Falls from the classic holiday film It's a Wonderful Life.

Connie and I marveled at the display's details, pointing out things we enjoyed most about the scene. As we watched the trains running around, I stood behind Connie and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her tight against me so I could whisper in her ear.

"This is so wonderful, Connie. I'm so happy we could share this." I said.

As we left the Christmas yard train display, I said, "You want to pick our next stop, sweetheart?"

Connie said, "Well, I'm not interested in feeding the reindeer. But if you'd like to walk over there and check them out, we can."

"Let's pass on the reindeer. Besides, I'm sure that is full of little kids," I answered.

Let's stop at Santa's workshop." She suggested.

We walked toward the small rustic-looking building ...