Mysterious Rendezvous by Melissa Willingham (finding audrey txt) 📖

seems very cozy. You have such a gorgeous home!” she complimented. “I wish I lived in a place like this.”

“Perhaps you will. Come; let’s enjoy our dinner, shall we?”

They made their way over to the heavily laden table and indulged in the sumptuous feast Cook had created. They dined upon roasted duck, leg of lamb, sweet potato soufflé, fluffy quiche Lorraine, mixed vegetables, and cornbread scones. George insisted on sharing a vintage bottle of fine red wine, which Selena eagerly consumed.

During the meal, she attempted conversation, but quickly realized that her host was a man of few words. He preferred instead to concentrate on the flavor combination of food and alcohol.  As they ate, she noticed the way he kept staring at her, with a look of longing. The desire in his eyes was unmistakable. To her surprise, she found that she felt the same way about him.

After dinner, George offered her a grand tour of his manor. It was too large to navigate the entire estate in one evening, so she settled for a sweep of the main attractions. Once they were both winded from their excursion, he led her back to the parlor.

She assumed they’d sit by the fire and chat for a while or perhaps watch television. But he flipped on the radio and took her by the hand, pulling her close. “May I have this dance?” he inquired.

“Yes, I’d love to dance with you,” she admitted.

As they moved across the floor, she discovered that he was an excellent dancer, who had great timing and skill. She followed his lead, drifting back and forth, relishing his embrace.

He ceased dancing abruptly, peering down at her. “Selena, do you know why I invited you here tonight?”

She gazed intently into his eyes. “I’m not certain,” she whispered.

“I’ve admired you at the lounge for so long, dreaming of the moment when I’d have you all to myself. Now you’re here and I find that I just can’t keep my hands off of you. I want you so much,” he revealed.

“Oh, George, I want you, too. You excite me like no other man ever has.”         

Their lips met tenderly, as the passion they were feeling flowed through them. Their tongues encircled and tangled together erotically. The essence of newfound romance and happiness surrounded both of them.

He reached up to brush away the hair from her face. "Earlier tonight, we shared dinner. I wined you and I dined you. Now, I'd love to do the other part of it."

She looked at him curiously. "What's the other part?"

He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "Why don't you let me show you? Here's a hint, it rhymes with the other activities."

He removed the stole from her shoulders and laid it on a nearby chair. He slid his hands around to unzip her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it and began unbuttoning his shirt, then his pants, allowing them to drop.

They continued undressing one another and feasted their eyes on every part that came into view. They made their way to a bear-skin rug, bathed in the enchanting glow from the candlelight. There they made love like intimate partners, exploring and sampling each new delight.

Sometime later, she nestled beside him and settled comfortably into the shelter of his arms. They tenderly caressed one another as they snuggled, capturing one another's lips in a loving kiss. Then they drifted off to sleep, feeling completely satiated.

***

Selena awoke all of a sudden from a deep sleep. She reached for George, but he was nowhere in sight. The candles had all burned out; only a few embers from the fireplace remained. Stumbling to her feet and slipping on his discarded dress shirt, she went in search of him.

Out in the hallway, she called out his name, yet there was no answer. A strange feeling assailed her, bringing with it a sense of panic. A million questions gnawed at her brain. Where could he have gone? Why did he leave her lying there all alone after making love to her?

She began to run along the corridors frantically, searching for her lover. Suddenly, the sound of metal slamming on all sides of the house could be heard. Selena’s breathing became erratic, her thoughts jumbled, as she dashed along through the dimly lit hallways.

Unexpectedly, George stepped out from the shadows, causing her to collide with him. He fastened his hands securely around her upper arms. His fingers felt like two claws biting into her skin. “You’re hurting me,” she gasped, wincing at the pain.

Ignoring her discomfort, he glared at her menacingly. “Never leave me, ever,” he snarled through clenched teeth. “Do you understand me?”

“Yes, I understand. And I won’t ever leave you, I promise,” she soothed.

“I know you won’t, because the house is on lockdown. With one press of a button, I’ve secured it. You’ll never be able to escape from me now.”

“But darling, I don’t want to escape from you. I want to stay here.”

He eyed her suspiciously. “What? You’re frightened of me, just like all the others. But I won’t kill you, like I did them. I love you, Selena. We have a connection. Don’t you feel it?”

She nodded. “Yes, I do. And I’m not afraid of you. I love you, George. You see, we share a common bond. I have a confession to make. You know that Alley Slasher in town who attacks older men. Well, I’m the killer. I got rid of every lecherous drunk who ever tried to force himself on me.”

He relaxed his grip on her arms. “Baby, marry me,” he suggested.

“Sweetheart, yes, I will marry you.” They sealed their deal with a kiss.

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Text: Melissa Monroe
Publication Date: 07-15-2012

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Dedication:
The idea for this story came to me 20 years ago. I have finally written this tale of a very twisted romance.