8

Sunday Morning at the Inn

It was early when Jerry finished in the bathroom, and he returned to bed. He gazed at Jackie peacefully sleeping and thought how beautiful she was lying there. She looked so serene, and he didn’t want to disturb her. He carefully slipped into bed and went back to sleep. It seemed like only a few minutes since Jerry had woken from his dream when he felt Jackie begin to stir.

“Are you awake, dear?” Jerry asked.

“I think so. What time is it?” she asked.

Jerry looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand and to his surprise it read 9:15 a.m. “You won’t believe it! It’s after nine,” he responded.

“How did it get that late?” Jackie asked.

“I guess it must have been all the activity this weekend.”

Jackie got out of bed and walked over to the mirror at the sink. “I look a wreck!”

“You are beautiful. In fact, you look better first thing in the morning than other women look anytime during the day,” Jerry said.

That made Jackie feel good. She knew that she was attractive, but it was important for her to know that Jerry thought so too. The prospect of getting older was beginning to creep into Jackie’s thoughts, and she wondered when her body would begin to show reality. For now, she was able to convince herself that medical science would eventually find the “fountain of youth.” After all, there was a lot of research being done on the aging process. Whoever unlocked the secret of youth would definitely reap a gigantic prize.

Jackie went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She stepped into the tub and pulled the curtain closed. The warm water felt good as it cascaded down her exquisite body. This feeling awakened the memory of her dream from Friday night of her affair with Chris. Even though it was just a dream, the memory seemed so real to Jackie. She relived the opposing emotions she’d experienced: guilt and lust.

Her thoughts were interrupted as she saw the shower curtain slide open and Jerry stepped in.

“Need some help?” he asked.

“I can always use your help,” she responded.

Jerry took the soft nylon puff from her hand and squirted a liberal amount of strawberry-scented bath gel on it from the dispenser mounted on the shower wall. As he began to gently rub the gel over Jackie’s back, that distinctive aroma filled her nostrils. She was immediately taken back to last night’s lovemaking. Jerry had given her a most pleasurable experience that would remain in her memory for a long time.

“That feels good!” she exclaimed. “Don’t stop with my back!”

Jerry didn’t intend to neglect any part of her. When he had thoroughly washed Jackie’s back, he moved down a bit to her buttocks and the backs of her legs. He turned her to the front and completed the job, paying special attention to her breasts and her voluminous red patch, which had fully recovered from the bikini trim of last summer. By the time Jerry completed his job, Jackie was clean enough to perform surgery. In addition, he was again ready for action, even though Jackie hadn’t assisted in the process other than allowing him to wash her body. He began to kiss her under the falling water of the shower, and their tongues quickly began a dueling contest. Nothing turned Jackie on faster than French kissing. Her experience with François must have been partly responsible. Jackie reached for the bath-gel dispenser and took some of the magical fluid and applied it to the proper part of Jerry.

“You are the best lover I ever had!” Jerry declared.

“And how many are you comparing it to?” Jackie questioned.

“None of your business. All you have to know is it’s been the only one since our second date.”

“Well, what about between our first and second dates?” she asked.

“I’m not talking,” he responded.

“Oh, you were messing around after you met me.” Before Jerry could respond, Jackie began to think of her past, especially the year in Paris, and decided to drop the subject. “Never mind. As long as you didn’t have anyone after you had me, that’s fine.”

Jerry liked shower sex, and this standing position enabled him to control the action and last longer. After almost a half hour, Jackie was impressed. “That’s the longest you ever lasted. It must be all that sex you had over the weekend,” she reminded him. Jerry just grinned, as he, too, was pleased with his performance that weekend.

They finished their shower and got dressed. By this time, it was after eleven o’clock. Jackie decided to pack their suitcases before they went down for brunch. The checkout time was 12:30 p.m., and she thought it would be better to be packed so they could leave after they ate. They walked to the dining room holding hands.

As they passed the registration desk, Jerry saw it was slow and decided to check out except for turning in the key. The desk clerk asked them, “How did you enjoy your stay with us?”

“We had a very good time,” Jerry responded.

The clerk entered their name into the computer and said, “Oh, you were in room D I see.” Jerry wondered why he made mention of the fact they were in room D.

After the clerk ran Jerry’s credit card through the system, it printed out a receipt. At the very bottom of the receipt was the following message: We at the Inn of Destiny are pleased you spent the weekend with us and hope all your dreams come true. The Management.

When Jackie and Jerry arrived at the dining room, they spotted Frank and Kathy, who had just been seated. They beckoned them to come over and join them. “Hi! Please have brunch with us,” Kathy said.

“Great! We would love to,” Jackie responded.

“Did you check out?” Jerry asked.

“Yes, we did,” Frank responded. “We need to get on the road as soon as brunch is over. I have some work on a new website. The client wants to see it first thing Monday morning.”

“Did you have to go through the normal checkout procedure since you were on a freebie?” Jerry asked.

“Yes, all they did was enter a credit for the cost of the weekend. They do that for tax purposes.”

Frank showed it to Jerry, who said, “That’s what I call a great rate. You can’t beat zero.” As Jerry glanced at Frank’s receipt, he noticed the message on the bottom was slightly different. It said, We at The Inn of Destiny are pleased you spent the weekend with us and hope you had a good time. Please come back soon. The Management. Jerry wondered why there would be a different message on his receipt. He didn’t comment, however, and handed it back to Frank.

The two couples proceeded to the extensive array of food that the inn provided for this parting amenity. Like everything else at the inn, the brunch was outstanding both in the selection and quality of the cuisine. When they finished, the two couples thanked each other for their company and exchanged phone numbers.

“We must get together. Princeton and Philadelphia are close,” Frank said.

“Sounds great! We will call you,” Jackie replied. They shook hands and left the dining room. Jackie and Jerry made one last visit to their room to use the bathroom and make sure they didn’t leave anything behind. They’d had a fantastic weekend. The Inn of Destiny had lived up to the claims on its web page. What they didn’t know was that their adventure at the inn wasn’t over.