STUNG (Dark Erotic Romance) (13 page)

Sara was puzzled, but didn’t speak. She didn’t know where his parents lived, but figured he had another stop to make so she didn’t question.

The sun was setting and was barely peeking between the thick trees with their orange and red leaves. She loved this time of year. It was cooler at night and the air felt clean and crisp. She felt loved and beautiful. Never had she been so content.

They passed the barn where the horses were and came upon a turn in the road. The main road looked as if to circle back around towards the highway. They turned on the side road that was surrounded by thick trees. Even though there was still some sunlight, the thickness of the trees created a canopy that made it feel as if they were going through a tunnel. It was beautiful and eerie all at the same time.

After half a mile, the trees opened up and she could see the driveway form a circle.

Looking straight ahead, she could see the biggest log cabin she had ever seen in her life. It was at least 3 stories and was lit up like a Christmas Tree.

Sara caught herself as her jaw dropped in amazement. THIS was his parents' house? Holy Shit! She thought.

Not wanting to appear overly excited or impressed, she maintained her composure, changing her attention to her still warm bottom. Alex pulled the truck around to the back of the house, where she could see that there was even another floor of the house that was the basement. The backside of the house faced a huge open space of area that led right to the river. The view was incredible and from where she was, she could see the sun setting on the water. The beauty left her in awe of her surroundings.

Alex stopped the truck and looked over at her. Grabbing her hand and giving it a squeeze, he asked, “You ready honey? Don’t worry, they will love you. And I think you will love them too. They are really cool parents.”

He leaned over and pulled her face to his and gently kissed her hot mouth. She felt herself get a little nervous. She wanted this to work too, but didn’t know if his parents knew of his fetish. She assumed they didn’t and wanted to keep it that way.

Alex jumped out of the truck and came around to open up her door. He offered his hand to her as she placed her delicate fingers in his hand, using it as leverage to slide out of the truck. Straightening out her skirt, she linked her arm in his.

They walked towards the house and she could see two figures on the patio at the ground level sitting on some expensive patio furniture around a small fire pit. They both rose to greet her and Alex as they came closer.

“You must be Sara!” Alex’s mom exclaimed. “I have heard so many good things about you. I am glad he finally brought you by.” She said with a chuckle.

“Sara, this is my mother Julia and my father, Martin.”

“Nice to meet you Mr. & Mrs. Hamilton.” She said as she reached out her hand to shake theirs. There was an awkward moment of silence. Sara looked around at the beauty surrounding their home. “You have such a wonderful view here. Must be very relaxing.”

“Oh, we love it here!” chirped Mrs. Hamilton. “Why don’t you come inside and let’s get dinner on the table?”

Sara looked over at Alex, who nodded with an approving smile. “We will be in shortly, mom.”

Sara followed Julia into the house and up the stairs from the basement onto the main floor. Julia was plump but not overly fat. She was wearing a broomstick skirt and a tank top in fuchsia that complemented her skin. Her hair was totally silver and long, braided in a soft braid.

As they topped the stairs, Sara could smell the scent of something delicious wafting through the air. When she came around the corner, she was taken aback by the floor to ceiling windows that pulled you to stand in front of them and look out towards the river. It was breathtaking.

“Wow!” She exclaimed as she paused to take it all in.

“I know, it is really so beautiful here. We have lived here for several years now. We started out many years back in the cabin that Alex is in now. When we finally decided to build this place, we wanted to make sure that it had the best view. I love it here.” Julia said with a smile.

Sara followed her into the huge kitchen. Everything was very open and airy, just one big room. The kitchen had a huge island and she could easily tell it was all high end stuff.

“I have a roast in the oven. Would you mind taking it out and pulling it apart? The serving plate is on the island.”

“Certainly!” Sara said as she walked over to the oven and grabbed the pot holders that were lying beside it.

The aroma of the roast was making her stomach growl as she worked to slice and pull the roast into pieces and put them on the plate. There was a bit of awkward silence as both women worked beside each other, not really knowing what to say to each other.

“This roast smells heavenly! What do you do to prepare it?” Sara asked, breaking the silence.

Julia smiled as she began to share her secrets of the perfect roast, including the seasonings and spices and how to prep it. Sara felt good knowing that Julia was talkative enough that she didn’t have to say too much, and could just keep working while she listened.

The ladies took the food over to the table where it had already been perfectly set up for four people. The china was fine, as were the glasses. Sara suddenly felt that her etiquette skills may not be up to par for such a fine family. She tried not to doubt herself, but wondered if she was out of her league at the moment.

“May I use your restroom?” Sara asked, hoping to maybe do a little self-talk to calm her nerves.

“Of course, down at the end of the hallway.” Julia said as she pointed to the direction of the bathroom. “I will call the boys in for dinner.”

Sara scurried off to the bathroom and quickly closed the door, leaning up against it and taking a deep breath as she closed her eyes. It was starting to get dark, so she flipped on the light and was overwhelmed by how huge the bathroom was.

As she sat taking a pee, she looked around in awe as if she was in some kind of high-class hotel. The bathtub was a Jacuzzi and there was a huge walk-in shower with double heads, so that two people could shower together easily. Everything was done in marble tile and was squeaky clean.

Sara jumped at the sound of a loud bell, then hurriedly finished up and washed her hands. She checked to make sure her hair and makeup were all in place before gliding down the hall and back into the dining room, right by the huge windows.

“Mrs. Hamilton, I think I heard some kind of bell or something…”

“Oh yes hun, that was the dinner bell. When the guys are out working around outside, hollering for them just isn’t an option. We put in the bell so that when it was time to eat, they could hear it for quite a ways out.”

Sara smiled and nodded in understanding. She walked over to the large French doors that were within the wall of windows and noticed that there was a large deck that was softly lit up with twinkle lights and comfy outdoor furniture. She watched as Alex and his dad walked towards the house.

Alex and his dad entered through the basement doorway and came into the dining room.

“Boy something smells wonderful, mom. Is that your famous pot roast?” Alex teased, winking at Sara. “Just wait until you taste this Sara. It will melt in your mouth.” He praised.

“I sure am hungry. Let’s eat!” Mr. Hamilton said eagerly as he walked over to the table and pulled the chair out for Julia. Sara noticed that Julia sat down gracefully but also picked up on something else. That there was a little bit of tension and reservation as her bottom made contact with the wooden chair. Almost as if she winced.

Sara had a flash of thought and briefly wondered if Mr. & Mrs. Hamilton were also into a domestic discipline relationship. She shook that off, trying not to cloud the evening with her own deviant thoughts.

Alex followed by pulling out Sara’s chair as she graciously sat down. Both men smiled at one another, as if they had a secret they were trying not to share. Sara decided to pay closer attention to what everyone else was doing as the evening went on, instead of what everyone might be thinking of her.

Mr. Hamilton said a short blessing and then picked up the roast plate and offered Julia first pickings. He was so gentlemanly. She knew where Alex got his manners and grace. His father had an air about him that demanded respect, yet showed a softness and compassion towards his wife. She could see Julia smile at him, as if they were young and in love. She hoped that if she and Alex were married that they would share that same kind of passion.

The dinner conversation was filled with what kind of work was going on at the ranch as well as how delicious the food was.

“Mrs. Hamilton, this is the best roast I have ever tasted. Alex was right.” Sara complimented.

“Thank you, Sara. I will show you my secret some day.”

Once they all finished with full bellies, the men retired out to the deck. Sara helped Julia clean off the table and tend to the dishes. The sun had been setting and it was just barely peeking over the horizon. Sara stood in the window at the sink and stared at the beauty in front of her. As she rinsed the dishes her mind began to wander to Alex’s hands on her body, remembering the hours before and feeling the tingle still in her subtly warm bottom.

She could feel herself blush as she stared off into the sunset.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Julia asked, breaking the silence and pulling Sara back into her current reality.

“Yes. Is certainly is.”

“Do you think you could live here? In this house?”

Sara paused, not sure she understood the question. Instead of assuming she understood she decided on answering a bit more innocently.

“Oh, I definitely could love living in a house like this. It is so perfect.”

“No Sara, I asked if you could live here…in THIS house?”

Sara furrowed her brow as she tilted her head, confused.

“I am not sure I understand what you are asking.”

Julia moved over towards Sara and stood next to her at the sink, placing her hand gently on top of Sara’s.

“Honey, I know my son loves you. And I can see you love him. I know he wants to marry you. Martin and I are getting older and we just don’t want this large of a place anymore. So he and I want to move back over into the cabin that Alex is in now and let you and Alex take this place. That is, if you want it.” Julia asked inquisitively.

Sara was stunned and excited as the butterflies grew in her stomach. She didn’t quite know what to say.

“Oh, yes! Of course I would love it here.” Sara was grinning from ear to ear. “But does Alex want to move here?”

Julia laughed with affection. “Honey, I can tell you that he will go wherever you want him to. He is that in love with you. And I can see why.”

Sara could hardly contain her excitement but she maintained her composure and lowered her head and eyes as her face flushed with overwhelm.

“I love him too. More than anyone I have ever met.” Sara paused, not exactly sure how to express her feelings and wanting to be careful not to expose her undeniable desire to have him, spanking and all.

“Good! Then when you two finally get married, we can switch homes and all of us will be happy. Besides, it is much easier to manage the ranch from here. This house is the hub. And when Alex takes it all over, everything is already here, in the office.”

“Office?”

“Yes. The office is over at the end of this main floor, it is separate from the house, but you can access it from inside. That way no one comes through the house unless they are invited.”

Sara nodded in understanding but still wasn’t sure exactly about what she meant by “takes over”. Did his dad own the ranch? She wanted to ask, but decided it was not appropriate at this point in time so she kept her mouth shut.

After wiping down the counters the ladies took their glasses and headed out to the deck where the men were waiting. There were two large love seats with a small fire pit in the middle with a small romantic fire crackling and casting a glow as the ladies sat down.

Alex opened his arm for Sara to snuggle under as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed her on the top of the head. Sara closed her eyes and could smell the scent of fall mixed with the subtle hint of his cologne. She leaned her head on his shoulder and thought about what Julia said. Would this place be theirs? Was his dad the owner of this ranch? She just thought Alex worked there, but had no idea he was an actual owner. They talked about money only in regard to him having enough to take care of them. She knew he could do that well, but had no idea that he may actually be quite wealthy as he was modest with his lifestyle and not flamboyant.