The chauffeur smiled at the looks
on their faces as he pulled into the drive of a two storey town
house, with a modest front garden and trees all across it's front
boundary. It was an oldish house, and looked to have three or
four bedrooms. The veranda was dark oak, as was the front door
and all the timbers that showed in-between the stone work. Neither
of the couple could really believe what they were seeing.
"Have a nice life,"
their driver said as they piled out of the car, and with a tip
of his hat he was gone.
"This is incredible,"
was all Richie could say as they walked up the steps to their
new home, "it's so big."
As far as the young Immortal
was concerned, a house with more than three room was huge. Beren
just gave him the keys with a surprised smile that seemed stuck
on her face. The first thing they came across was an envelope
pinned to the front door. With a delicate hand, Beren reached
for it and slowly tore it open.
From all of us to our dearest
friends, we wish you every happiness. This is our gift to you,
something we could do together. Don't bother to call, the phone's
not connected yet, just go in and enjoy. We'll see you tomorrow
when we make sure you make it to the airport. All our love ...
And at the bottom was everyone's
Beren looked as if she was about
to cry, and to hide the emotion that was clouding Richie's vision,
he opened the door. It swung wide onto a dark hallway. The bride
was all ready to walk over the threshold, tradition forgotten
in her joy, but before she could do so she found herself swept
into a strong pair of arms.
"Can't have you stepping
in," her new husband said with a cheerful grin.
The realisation of the fact that
he was really now her husband just about pushed her over the edge.
She was so happy that she could no longer hold back the tears,
and as they stepped into their new home she sobbed into Richie's
shoulder. He in return just held her very tight.
Each door had a note of it's
own pinned to it, and once Beren had recovered the couple went
to the living room first.
Greetings love birds,
the bar's well stocked, and the
champagne is one ice. Make sure you have a party as soon as you
get back from the honeymoon, because there's some good stuff in
there. Sorry we've relegated you couch to the back room, it just
didn't go with our vision. Enjoy, and much love,
Madi and Adam
Apologies were in the region
of completely absurd as the happy couple viewed the room. The
three piece suit was real leather; the modest stereo from Richie's
apartment now had several added extras; there was a large television
in one corner with a video stowed underneath it; there was indeed
a bucket containing champagne on a bar which filled one corner
of the room; there were beautiful pictures on all the walls and
a mirror above the fire place; and the carpet was a deep blue
thick pile joy to walk on.
Beren and Richie clung to each
other looking slightly stunned.
The next room appeared to be
Working from home is a new fad,
and it's really time Beren had a chance to educate her illiterate
husband. All the mod cons, and the modem will work once the phone's
connected. Enjoy you two.
Karina and Chris
There was a brand new PC on the
desk; a large number of various subject books on lots of shelves;
videos on another wall including the Video Karmasutra which Richie
found highly amusing; and two filing cabinets.
The shock was beginning to wear
off, but the overflowing happiness was abounding.
Next came the kitchen, not a
small affair by any standards.
I hear you love to cook Richie,
well I hope this will serve your purposes. You wouldn't have liked
the old one.
Happiness to you both,
The oven was state of the art;
the fridge and freezer could have held enough food to feed an
army; the shelves and cupboards of oak, were well stocked with
everything from utensils to spices; there was every sort of cook
wear all over the place; and the tiles had been made up to a very
individual design. Richie had a suspicion that Greg had designed
The pair moved onto the back
Well I didn't have a lot of time,
but our mutual friends have an amazing number of contacts. Every
house deserves a games room, it livens up parties.
Many years of joy to you both,
There was a pool table, a pinball
machine and a games console in the corner. The old sofa looked
sort of out of place in amongst all the new equipment, but it
gave the place a homey sort of atmosphere. Both young people couldn't
help but let their eyes light up at the room. They even tried
out the games machine before they moved on.
There was a downstairs loo, but
they didn't linger there long and headed to the upper floor.
There was a sign on one door
that said main bedroom and they decided to leave that `til last.
Beren decided that she found the bathroom quite fascinating.
You didn't think I'd let them
have all the fun did you?
The whole room was done out in
avocado green, and all the metal work was unbelievably shinny.
The bath was huge and two people could have climbed in quite easily.
The couple grinned at each other as they both had the same thought.
There was a wash basin with a mirror; a shower unit; and a water
closet. All the fittings were in oak. The pair fled before they
The two back bedroom had the
same note on them.
I thought you may have guests
from time to time, and it's always good to impress those who come
to stay. Joy to you both,
Both rooms were almost identical,
but they were so exquisite. The beds were king size and had brass
ends, sculptured into a historic feel. Fleur de Lis designs adorned
all the material in the rooms, but where one had a blue background
the other was read. Each had a chest of draws and a wardrobe,
and large, framed fantasy scenes adorned the walls. There were
even crossed swords on either side of the adjoin wall.
There was one more room except
the main bedroom, and it was empty. The little plaque on the door
said "Junk room" with a big smilie next to it.
That left one more door to be
opened and Beren's hand was shaking as she reached for the brass
The most important room in the
house, well we expect you'll be thinking that for a while. There's
no substitute for a comfortable bed room. Enjoy bunnies,
Amanda and Duncan
The room was truly spectacular,
and the couple were surprised to find it had an identical bathroom
to that in the hall, ensuite. The bed was truly huge and filled
a good third of the room. What made Beren's heart just quit beating
was the fact that it was a four poster with a canopy of velvet
curtains. It was covered in almost black silk sheets, although
there was a large duvet rolled up on a linen chest. There were
two oak chairs with large comfortable looking cushions on them;
a walk in wardrobe; a large chest of draws, a full length mirror;
and the carpet was so thick it could trip someone up.
They really didn't need to say
anything to each other as they both looked around. The pair looked
at each other and Richie's eyes lit up with mischief.
"Well they did say we should
enjoy ourselves," he said with only one thought in his blue
Beren just grinned back.
"I'll go get the champagne,"
her husband told her and promptly tried to break the hundred meter's
record on the way to the lounge.
When he returned his wife had
one draw of the dresser open and there was an amused smile on
"Found something interesting?"
the man of her dreams enquired lightly.
"Oh, Amanda left us some
toys," she said with a laugh in her voice and drew out one
of the tamer items in the draws.
It was a silk scarf and when
Richie looked over his lover's shoulder he had to laugh.
"I'm not sure I know what
all of those are for," he said lightly and Beren turned and
threw her arms around him.
"Well we'll have plenty
of time to find out," the young woman told him with a large
smile. "There's a shower in there you know."
Her eyes flicked to the door
to the bathroom and there was a playful look in her gaze.
"I remember another shower,"
she said with an innocent bat of her eyelids.
"Oh really," the Immortal
said lightly, "where was that?"
"I think your memory's better
than that," was the quick reply and she danced out of his
Before he had really caught up
with what she was doing. She had taken the bottom of her velvet
dress and pulled it straight over her head. She smiled at the
look on his face, she hadn't been wearing anything underneath.
"Saves time," she said
with an impish grin.
She kicked her pumps off with
a sexy twist of her hips and let her hair down with her right
hand. The only thing she hadn't taken off was the gift Amanda
had given her, and she stood there with it's refracted rays playing
off her skin. She moved to undo the clasp, but Richie stopped
"No, leave it on,"
he said and smiled, "it suits you."
The Immortal sauntered over with
a self-confident swagger in his walk. He had the bucket of champagne
in one hand and two glasses in the other. He ran one of the flutes
down her shoulder, and she shivered at the chill sensation. The
young woman didn't, however, make any move to stop him.
"Why don't you get the water
running," he whispered in her ear, "and I'll join you
in a second."
"Don't make me wait too
long," was the sweet reply.
He watched as she lightly stepped
towards the bathroom, and wandered over the threshold. He had
to remind himself to put the champagne down as her beautiful behind
disappeared through the door. As he started on the buttons of
his shirt, he heard the shower start, and it seemed to take a
frustratingly long time to pry each plastic disc from it's slot.
A near by chair became a good place to hang his clothes and his
black trousers soon followed the top.
Steam was already filling the
shower cubicle as he opened the door, and Beren just gave him
a sidewards glance. She had her head under the stream of water,
and the moisture ran down over her back as long wet hair guided
it into thin rivers. As he stepped in behind her she reached out
to the control and gave it a quick twist. The gentle stream of
droplets became a torrent which covered them both.
Strong arms entwined her from
the back as Richie pressed close to Beren and let the cascade
soak their skin. They let the water do the caressing and just
stood there for a long moment, bodies touching, but still. It
was the Immortal who moved first and he reached for the shower
cream. His lover leaned back and rested her head on his shoulder
as he began to rise a soft lather on the flat of her stomach.
His hands were gentle but insistent as they slowly worked the
bubbles over her whole torso. Her breasts tingled at his touch
and she murmured as he lathered her sides with even strokes.
As he moved onto her shoulders
she leant forward again, into the stream of water and he slowly
moved her hair out of the way. Strong fingers found every muscle
and made it sing to his song. Richie took his time as he let his
hands slid over her wet back and paused a while, massaging the
nape of her spine. Beren rested her hands on the tiled wall to
prevent herself overbalancing as she let her eyes close.
Slowly his hands slipped lower,
and spread fingers danced over her buttocks in the most delightful
fashion. Gentle limbs ran over each cheek and then down the back
of her legs, causing murmurs of contentment. When he came close
to her again she could feel the hardness of his erection pushing
against her leg and she tried to turn, but he embraced her and
prevented it. As he slid one knee along the inside of her thigh
she realised what he was asking, and smiled.
As he ran one hand between her
legs she pushed her bottom out and gave him full access. It was
an interesting manoeuvre on a slick shower floor, but the couple
were very dedicated to their occupation. Beren was already slick
and ready for him, she had no trouble fanning her desire. She
lent forward, he bent his knees and gently he entered her from
behind. A groan of pleasure escaped from her lips as their bodies
locked together and Richie brushed his hands over her hips. Beren
clung to the shower control as he moved against her, and she pushed
back on him firmly.
The unusual nature of the position
caused beautiful sensations in both bodies, but as her lover began
a gentle rhythm, Beren wanted more. As if reading her mind, Richie
reached out and entwined his fingers over the back of one of her
hands. Like a guide he used her own palm to trace patterns over
her stomach and then on downwards. Their interlaced hands pushed
through the tangle of black hair covering her mound and parted
the moist lips. The stimulation from front and back was driving
the young woman insane.
Her body moved with every caress,
and her husband's powerful limbs held her. His muscle's trembled
as his own desire showed through and the couple enjoyed each other's
bodies. It was not difficult to know when Beren was nearing climax:
she had started making small noises as she lost herself in enjoyment,
and the closer she came, the louder the moans. There was no holding
back here, and with a satisfied groan she pushed back against
him, hard. Her muscles tensed and gripped him tightly, causing
Richie to let out his own sound of appreciation. Their arms entwined
and their bodies pressed close as they allowed themselves the
pleasure of total release.
They enjoyed the closeness for
a few moments as the sexual climax passed, but it was not an easy
position to maintains. Almost reluctantly they drew apart, and
now Richie let Beren turn.
"Thank you, my husband,"
she said, gazing into his eyes, "that was wonderful."
The Immortal just smiled and
drew her into an embrace.
of Part 20