Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... take in all the changes, but having only Daisy's photo's, it was difficult to process. "Contractors did a good job."

"Sasha, they were amazing, took away a lot of rubbish as well as all the cleaning up, and mowing."

She slipped her arm around my waist as we strolled around the outside of the house. A turn of the century, or more. Obviously extended and updated over the years. It desperately needed painting. A wash or something would have to be first.

"Could we wash it?" I asked as we walked.

"We used to have a power washer, but Jeremy, sold it."

"I've seen them on TV, squirts water, right?"

She giggled. "Yeah, high pressure. It's too hard to climb up and down ladders with a scrubbing brush."

"Are they expensive?"

"No, not really. I could get one from Target using my discount."

"We should do that tomorrow." As we stopped, and I turned to pull her back into my arms. Her arms circled my neck and we resumed our earlier passion laden kiss.

Her gorgeous perky butt filled my hands, and she writhed against me. "Keep this up, and we'll get nothing done." She said playfully.

"Show me the inside." I replied. Hand in hand, we walked through the house. It was a massive old house. Three full size bedrooms, plus a smaller den or extra bedroom. Separate living room, with a massive old stone fire place that had been boarded over.

The Bathroom I remembered, the kitchen, was pretty shitty. Cupboards with broken hinges. Old linoleum peeled away flaked and ...

... torn. The paint chipped and flaky.

"Yeah well. You were right about the work we have to do."

"Shit, aren't you even a little discouraged? It's in such poor condition. Surely you can see what I was trying to say?"

"I know Daisy. I saw it from the photo's you sent. When I was here, I heard you talking to Jeremy, and the one thing that stuck in my head was the passion you had for saving this place. It's been in your family almost 200 years."

"I know, but I'm worried that you'll hate me if we do all that work and you lose all your money."

"Daisy, I want to help you keep this. I can see how passionate you are about it, but listening to you now. If you've lost hope, then maybe we should merely walk away?"

"No." She gasped. "I want to try. Jeez, it's been my dream. I just worry about you."

"I'm in Daisy. I have dreams as well. Images of what it could be. Okay, it's too small to farm, but we could turn it into a first class restaurant and farm stay hotel."

"I love the idea, but I don't want it to come between us. I have never in my life felt for another person what I'm feeling now. I knew it when we met. There was like a big magnet in you sucking me towards you."

"I feel it too. Even when all I could see were your eyes. There was something there. I have never experienced the feelings I have eating away at my tummy right now. I want to be part of your life."

Her body slithered back into my arms, and the forces drawing us together became an irresistible urge ...