Susan sat at the window
watching the rain fall gently against the windowpanes. The weather fit her mood today. She had recently broken off a relationship
with her long time male friend and was having second thoughts about it. They had been together for four years and one
day she realized she was just going through the motions and decided life was
too short live that way. She didn’t
think she missed Dan as much as she missed the idea of him. She wondered if Dan felt the same. He didn’t seem surprised or hurt when she
told them it was over between them. He
merely started looking for a place of his own.
He had moved out two days ago and the house was feeling empty.
Being part of a couple made
life easier in so many ways. Run out of
milk, call him and tell him to stop on the way home; need someone to pick you up because your car
was in the shop, dial his phone; need
someone to pick a fight with, you didn’t have to look far; these were things
she would miss now that she lived alone again.
On the other hand, coming home to unwashed breakfast dishes, feeling an
obligation to cook dinner, cleaning the hair out of the bathroom drain were
some of the things she would not miss.
She had to shake this mood
and start making a new life for herself.
She took a hot shower, put on a tee shirt and jeans, grabbed a hoodie
and left the house. She had no idea
where she was going but she was out walking in the rain. She thought of the movie ‘Singing in the
Rain’ and started humming to herself.
She was so lost in her thoughts that she never even heard someone coming
up behind her. When she felt something
touch her ankle, she jumped and heard a howl.
“I’m sorry.” She heard this
deep baritone voice say. “Foxy is
usually not this rambunctious.” as he bent to pick up a ball of fur.
“I was lost somewhere in
space and didn’t realize anyone was behind me.
It’s all right. I am sorry Foxy,
I didn’t mean to scare you or step on your paw if that’s what I did.” She
reached over to pat the dog’s head.
“Don’t do…” he started to say
that Foxy might nip at her but instead Foxy just licked her hand.
“You
were going to say”
“I was going to tell you not
to get to close because Foxy might nip at you.
She’s not overly fond of strangers, but I guess she didn’t think of you
that way.”
“I love animals and I’ve
never had a problem yet. I should be
more careful though because there is always a first time.”
“I’m surprised to see anyone
out walking. Usually, people are only
out in the rain if they have to be, like me because Foxy was tired of being
cooped up in the house. Although, I don’t mind this kind of rain, it’s the downpours
I try to avoid. Do you need anything
like a ride or a phone?”
“No thanks. My phone is here in my pocket and I am out
here by choice. I actually live on the
next block over. For some reason, like
Foxy, I had to get out of the house too.
My name is Susan Foster.”
“Nice to meet you Susan, I am
Shane Quinn. Foxy and I moved into the
neighborhood only recently. My great
aunt willed her house to me and although I hadn’t been here since I was a young
boy, I found I wanted to return and see if I still like it as much as I once
did.”
“I think I was headed into
the village. Would you like to join me
instead of standing here?” She asked
him.
“Fine, can I buy you a cup of
coffee if we can snatch up one of the outside umbrella tables at Starbucks?”
“I’d
like that.” She told him with a smile.
They spent the next hour
talking about the merits of small town versus big city living. It wasn’t until Foxy started getting antsy
and yipping to get away that they realized how long they had been there and
started the walk back to their respective homes. When they got to Susan’s door, Shane asked if
she would like to have dinner sometime.
She accepted. He started to leave when he realized he didn’t have her
number. She pulled out her cell, asked
for his and then called it.
“Now
you do, and I hope you use it.”
“No worries.”
Shane smiled to himself the
rest of the way back to his house. ‘Thank you Foxy’ for your help. I hope no one sees me talking to myself;
they won’t understand I’m talking to my doggie. Susan definitely seemed like someone who
would fit nicely in his life. Not
beautiful, but striking in a very natural way.
She had dark brown hair and green eyes and you could tell she was
comfortable in her own skin. He loved
watching her smile because it started with her mouth but soon her whole face
lit up and the light danced in her eyes.
Her smile mesmerized him and he couldn’t wait to see it again. I don’t
want to appear too anxious so I’ll wait a couple of days until I call. Whom do you think you’re kidding; you’re
going to have to control yourself to wait at least until tomorrow. He
thought to himself as he opened the front door and walked inside.
Susan liked Shane and
couldn’t wait to get to know him better.
Meeting him and feeling that way was the proof she needed to know she
had made the right decision in breaking up with Dan. It was better for both of them and she hoped
Dan found someone soon that could give him the kind of love he deserved. He was a good man, just not the right one for
her. Thank you Foxy.
Shane
called the next evening and asked how Saturday sounded.
“Fine,
what time and where?”
“We can either go some place
in the village or you can come here and I can cook?”
“Wow, I can eat out
anytime. It’s not often I get to eat a
home cooked meal that I haven’t cooked.” She told him.
“Great, I’ll see you then
about 7:00 . The address is 4209 W. Sanstone Lane
“No,
I can walk and I’ll see you at 7 on Saturday.”
What Susan didn’t know and
would learn on Saturday is that Shane grew up in a restaurant family. He was not the only chef in his family. His dad, sister and brother all had culinary
arts degrees. He had tired of working in
his family’s restaurant. It was his
dream to open a small place with a price fixe menu where he could cook what he
wanted. That’s why his aunt leaving him
her house fit right into his plans.
Riverton was just the kind of place he thought could support a
restaurant of this kind.
Dinner was fabulous. He had roast lamb with rosemary and dauphine
potatoes, asparagus, and Crème Brule for dessert. She couldn’t believe how much she ate.
“That was delicious; you can
cook for me anytime. Without even
knowing, you had all of my favorites. I am stuffed to the max.
“I love to see a woman
eat. Most times, on dates, they just
pick at their food. It always breaks my
heart to think about how much money is wasted on food that is never eaten.”
That is when he told her
about his family and his idea for a restaurant in Riverton. She told him she
thought that was a great idea and it should be successful given the
neighborhood and the residents.
“Won’t that be a lot of work
though? Will any of your family come
out to help?”
“My sister may well come out
and join me in the endeavor. That is, if
she can behave herself.”
“What
does that mean?”
“It means she thinks because
she has a creative personality, she can act live a diva. She needs to be spanked and hard enough that
she can’t sit for a while. Obviously,
my dad didn’t do it enough when she was younger.”
“Is
she single?”
“No, she is married but she
runs rampant over her husband. I told
him what she needs but he is a “modern” man and thinks its Neanderthal to even
think like that much less act on it.”
“Oh” she said and didn’t know
what else to say. Does he really think spanking a grown woman is effective? Sure, I’ve
seen it done in movies and read about it in books, but in real life.
“I can see by your reaction
to my last statement that you don’t believe a good spanking now and then can
correct errant behavior and maintain discipline and the right order in a
relationship.”
“What
do you mean by right order?”
“Any successful relationship
is a partnership, but one person has to have 51% and the other 49%. One person needs to lead, to make the final
decision and know that that decision is final, otherwise it’s a stalemate and
no decision ever gets made.”
“And
you believe it is the man that provides the right order?”
“It can be whoever is
determined to be the leader. In my case,
it will always be me. I am naturally
dominant and would not be able to live in a relationship in which I was not the
leader.”
“Oh.”
She said again.
“I
can tell my opinion just doused the flames of our budding relationship.”
“To say I’m surprised would
not be an exaggeration. It is definitely
not something I have ever given any thought.”
Shane dropped the subject and
Susan was glad. After helping Shane clean up the kitchen they settled in the
living room. They talked about what a great house he had inherited and how it
fit perfectly into his plans.
“It has great bones but some
of the old-fashioned furniture needs changing. Eventually I’ll get around to
changing the soft goods but not the rest. I like the feel of it and it fits the
house and the locale.”
I’m not
surprised; it goes along with his old-fashioned attitudes. Susan thought to
herself.
But,on the other hand the man was smokin’ hot. At 6.5” and about 250 lbs
his size alone made him intimidating. He was also charming, witty, intelligent, had
a great sense of humor, sexy as hell, a great cook, and he loved animal, and
that voice, what it does to me.
Foxy
jumped up on Shane’s lap and stated to yip at his hand.
“Foxy
is telling me she needs to go out. I’ll
be back in a minute.”
“It’s
late and I should be getting home,” she said.
“I’ll go out with you.”
“Foxy
and I will walk you home?”
“That’s okay, it’s not
necessary. I can get home by myself.”
“Susan, we will walk you
home. That’s final.” There’s that domination. The decible did not
change but there was no mistaking the tone.
When Shane and Foxy got to
Susan’s she thanked him for the dinner, and started walking up the steps to the
front door.
“Can
I see you again, Susan?”
“Sure
Shane, give me a call.”
“How
about next Friday night?”
“I’m
sorry, I can’t do that, I have a prior engagement.”
“Are you really busy, or as
you just giving me the polite brush off.
I am a big boy. I can take it.”
“I
really do have prior plans.”
“Do
me a favor, and at least keep an open mind, can you do that?”
“I’ll
do that and give you a call.”
She’ll never call me again. I should have kept quiet
about my ideas. Maybe if we had known
each other better before I brought them up I might have stood a chance. C’mon Foxy let’s go home. At least you still like me and don’t think
I’m a brute.
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She never planned to call
Shane, but as she lay in bed that evening, she thought about their
conversation. If she were honest with herself, she could see where his ideas
made sense. Someone always had to be in
charge, be the responsible party. Maybe
she was being a little too hasty in making a decision not to see him
again. I’ll sleep on it and if I still feel the same in the morning, I will
call him. She finally drifted off to
sleep.
She didn’t make that
call. On Friday evening she was out with
friends and ran into Shane at Starbucks.
They acknowledged each other and Meredith asked how she knew him. Susan told them about meeting him on the
street and their subsequent date.
“Wow, he just oozes sex. Such a difference from Dan who was about as
sexy as an old shoe.” Said Jan. Meredith
nodded in agreement.
“Stop it.” Susan Said. “Dan may not have been as sexy but he was a
good guy and his ideas were a little more up-to-date than Shane’s.”
“What are you saying?”
Susan went into detail about
their conversation about his sister and Shane’s comment about a successful
relationship.
“I think that’s true.”
Meredith said. “Just think about you and
Dan, if you said jump, he said how high.
I think you had the upper hand in that relationship. Shane is
saying he wants the upper hand in any of his relationships.”
“Yes, but he thinks his
sister should be spanked.”
“He didn’t say he would spank
you, just that he thought his sister needed to be spanked. Looking at him though I don’t think I would
mind a little spanking from him.” Meredith laughed.
“Me either,” said Jan.
“That’s enough” Susan
said. “I don’t want to talk about this
anymore.”
That
night she dreamt about Shane. In the
dream he was calling her to join him on the sofa. She was reluctant to go to him and she didn’t
know why, and then she saw the look in his eye.
He drew her to him and pulled her over his knee. He was spanking her but she was smiling. He would tease, then spank, then tease some
more. The next thing she knew she was
awake and ready for sex.
In
the morning she would give Shane a call.
For now, she would have to settle for her vibrator.
