Lucinda was a successful high-flying career-woman. She’d worked as a publishing assistant for several years before moving into marketing and strategies implementation. Now a partner in a company she’d co-founded, she felt accomplished. All her hard work had not left much time for meeting people and socialising outside of work.
As a consequence, whilst her friends from college were getting married and setting up home, she was more frequently in need of a ‘plus one’ at weddings she had been invited to these past few years. Her mother would ask her hopefully each time she returned to her family home, ‘when do I get to meet your new man?’
Whilst mildly irritated that her mother seemed to feel that she was incomplete without another ‘half, she was touched her mother wished for her to meet someone she could share her life with. It was something she had wanted subconsciously for a while. It just hadn’t happened… She broke from her daydream and looked at the clock; she gasped, it was already 4:30 and she was being picked up in an hour by her driver Ferdinand. Luckily she had her small travel case already packed. It was safely stowed under her desk.
Her destination was a luxury retreat in the woods with a rustic log cabin and a boating lake. In the woods there was a clearing with level ground for practicing yoga or Pilates on. Having worked hard for months on end she was feeling in need of rejuvenation and relaxation. The retreat would be just what she needed.
Within the hour she’d completed several quick tasks and set up her out-of-office email. A list of delegated duties had been compiled and left on her PA’s desk. She felt ready to leave the fast-paced office behind and slow down, unwinding in those peaceful woodland surroundings. Ferdinand was dutifully waiting for her in the car park by the office building.
He opened her door for her, she stepped into the black Mercedes, and he closed the door behind her and stowed her case in the boot. Pulling out of the car park she breathed a sigh of relief. Ferdinand glanced at her in his mirror; ‘long day ma’am?’ She laughed wryly and replied, ‘more like a long month! I’m glad the Caxton project is finally done.’
Ferdinand informed her their estimated arrival time would be 7:30 pm. Only 2 hours and she would be a world away from the office. The next moment it seemed, Lucinda was opening her drowsy eyes to the sight and scent of fresh pine spruce. Awakening her senses, it was a welcome scene. Ferdinand smiled at her as he noticed her rousing from her sleep. ‘Best way to travel, ma’am.’ Lucinda giggled and answered, ‘yes, I feel rested and ready for the evening now.’
After sorting out her luggage, Ferdinand took his leave, confirming his return in 5 days time. Lucinda had placed her case on the opulent double bed and was removing items to hang in the wardrobe. The furniture was all made of solid pine, and the room was tastefully decorated in pale yellow and blue. The en-suite had a large glass shower cubicle with rain-head attachment. There was also a large deep bath.
She decided to freshen up in the shower, before dressing in a pretty wrap dress for dinner. She buckled up her strappy sandals and put on her jewellery. Once happy with her ensemble, she nodded to herself and murmured ‘time to mingle.’ The dining hall was lavishly bedecked and the buffet table was well-stocked with mouth-watering dishes. She went go the buffet and thoughtfully added an array of appetisers.
As she browsed the row of tables set up for retreat-goers she saw one that had a few friendly-looking faces there. Joining the table, she smiled and introduced herself, ‘I’m Lucinda, but you can call me Lucie.’ The two other women at the table gave their names, then they were joined by a rather harried looking man in his 40s. He nervously smiled and uttered his name as Henry.
It turned out he’d been left by his wife of 9 years and he was going through a bitter divorce, whilst his children were acting out at the split. He had got help from his sister, who was looking after the children while his wife was on holiday with her new lover. The women listened to his story with sympathetic glances.
Lucie was on her way back to the informal lounge for post dinner drinks, when she bumped into a tall athletic figure. ‘I’m so sorry,’ she blurted. ‘No problem’ the handsome male responded, ‘though I’m more worried about you than you ought to be about me!’ Lucinda insisted she was fine, then quickly stole a backward glance at him as he strode away.
Katrina, one of her dinner companions gawped and announced, ‘wow, he’s a heart-breaker! I heard he’s the Pilates instructor, and also does kite-surfing’ The rest of the evening was pleasant enough but she longed to go to bed and rest her tired mind. She’d be doing an exercise class in the morning and wanted to be well-rested.
In the morning she arose from the bed fresh and ready to face the day. After breakfast she was due to go to the woodland clearing for Pilates. Kat from dinner last night was going too. So she’d know at least one other participant, not that it mattered. After a delicious breakfast she returned to her room to get into her workout attire and collect her water bottle. She met Kat in the atrium and they headed out into the woods and strolled along the trail. Kat was in a perky chatty mood. Lucie was happy enough to listen to Kat’s monologue.
They soon entered the clearing in the woods, where the Pilates class was held. The instructor had set up some mats. He was selecting music to play on the iPod and speaker dock. A lilting Jack Johnson melody began to play, and the instructor let the music continue until the rest of the class had gathered. He then paused the track that was playing while he gave his introduction and safety brief.
His name was Jeff and Lucie recognised him as the attractive guy she’d bumped into after dinner the previous evening. He winked when he saw her and she felt herself blushing. ‘Ok, guys, let’s get to work!’ Jeff called out enthusiastically to the class. Kat muttered, ‘if only you’d work on me…’ This made Lucie smile. It seemed Jeff had heard Kat as he seemed to be blinking in disbelief. He composed himself quickly and lead the class into their first set of exercises.
During the class he monitored the poses of the participants, correcting their posture when necessary. On one pose, he came alongside Lucie and placed a hand on her hip exerting a mild pressure to align it with her other hip. ‘Try to work from your core muscles and keep your position neutral,’ he encouraged her. She thanked him. The class went by fairly swiftly, then Kat asked if Lucie would like to join her and another friend on the lake that afternoon.
She had some time to herself for an hour so she went to the library cabin and read on the ottoman couch for the remainder of the morning. Lunch was served at half past twelve. It was a chicken salad with grape juice. The food was nutritious and delectable. She thought about each mouthful, enjoying the flavours and texture. Later that afternoon she was at the lake getting her life-vest fitted for a kite surfing lesson. She realised Jeff would be giving the lesson and her pulse quickened.
He greeted them on the sandy shore of the lake. He had three smaller boards rigged up for the novices and his was a couple of feet longer. After giving them some instructions on handling the kite and catching the wind, they were allowed out onto the lake.
They waded out to shallow waters before stepping onto the floating boards. Their feet were encased in rubber-soled water shoes. The uppers were made out of wet-suit material. As Lucie balanced herself on the board she felt the wind pick up and propel her along. Water gently lapped over the end of her board. It was exhilarating, catching the wind and floating along feeling free of the strains of her working life.
Suddenly a strong gust of wind caught her kite, and she lost her balance and footing on the board. She fell sideways into the water. It wasn’t deep but it was going to be tricky to mount the board again. Jeff glided up alongside her board and called out instructions for helping her on the board again. She needed to lie on it like a surfer, then maintain a steady gait while she propped herself onto her knees, before standing. There were handles on the upper surface of the board to hold onto.
Once she’d got back on the board they continued to meander along the lake’s edge. They made a full circuit then Jeff directed them back to shore.
Lucie managed to only fall off one other time in the hour they spent on the lake. She felt proud of herself. After changing into her clothes back on dry land, Jeff congratulated the trio on their successful outing. Jeff caught her eye as she was leaving and he handed her a piece of paper. She waited until she was back in her room before she read it. The note was written in black ink, and said ‘please join me for a drink after dinner this evening. See you in the Pilates area at 8pm x’
Lucie felt her stomach flutter as she read the note again. Her mum had been right, if she gave herself the chance to meet more people she may find someone after all! An art class filled the rest of her afternoon, and then before long it was time for dinner. She sat with Kat, her friend and Henry again. Already Henry seemed more relaxed. His smile was less nervous as they greeted each other.
The meal was filled with light banter and recounts of the day’s activities. Kat piped up, ‘Lucie is so elegant, she made falling off a surf-board look composed! ‘ Lucie had to chuckle, ‘well I certainly didn’t feel composed!’ She was looking forward to her ‘date’ with Jeff, it would be nice to know more about him…
She made her way to the clearing and found it lit up with LED battery powered candles. ‘I prefer natural flames, but it wouldn’t be a good idea here,’ Jeff told her as she approached. He was sat on a swinging chair for two suspended from a tree branch overhead. There was a small folding table in front of the seat, and perched on top were a wine cooler and two glasses. ‘A glass of Sancerre, Lucie?’ he enquired. ‘Yes please, ‘ was her reply. ‘Otherwise it’d be a quick meeting!’ Jeff joked; Lucie smiled.
They talked awhile, about why Lucie was at the retreat, and what her interests were. Jeff was very charming and he complimented her ability in his classes that day. ‘You seem very accomplished’ he observed, ‘why are you still single?’ Her simple response was that she’d not met the right person. She hadn’t devoted much time to the dating scene.
They had a lull in their conversation and he looked at her thoughtfully. ‘I’m not normally so bold,’ he told her, ‘but I find you very intriguing.’ He leaned in towards Lucie and his lips met hers in a lingering kiss. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck tingle. He paused to ask her if she’d like to go somewhere more sheltered. She asked if anyone was likely to pass by. ‘I doubt it, there’s no bar service out here!’
Lucie stated that she’d be content to stay in the clearing. Jeff invited her to recline on the swinging seat and took her sandals off kissing her insteps, as he did so. ‘I like to please the lady first,’ he told her, smiling. He asked Lucie if she was happy for him to continue and she said she was. It had been a long time since she’d had any carnal pleasure, and if he were willing to start with hers then all the better.
He kissed up her legs and lingered over her thighs. Then he brushed his hand over her thighs and slid it under her legs. Parting her thighs he knelt towards her moist pussy, inhaling her scent. She smelt fresh and feminine. He had to taste her so he flicked his tongue along her folds and lapped up her nectar. She tasted exquisite, and her skin was warm and soft. He rested a hand on her mound and continued to stimulate her delicate flesh with his tongue.
She moaned and ground her hips up towards him. The sounds of her pleasure excited him, and he asked her if she’d like to take him inside her. ‘Yes,’ she breathed heavily in her aroused state. Jeff laid down, untying his shorts and sliding them off. He pulled her on top of him, telling her he wanted her to take control. ‘You mastered the kite-surfing today, now ride on me and take your pleasure.’
This sounded like an offer she couldn’t refuse. He pulled a condom from a pocket in his shorts, and removed the sheath from its packet. He rolled it along his length. Lucie could see he was girthy; he’d stretch her since it had been at least a year since she’d last been this close to male company. She held his thick shaft at her entrance and sat down upon him, taking his head in followed by the first few inches of his cock. He was warm and firm, and he growled as she sunk down on him, the sensations of her rippling pussy flesh gripping him and arousing him further still, if that were possible. As she undulated her hips over him, she felt her pussy clasp his cock, clenching around him. There was ‘muscle memory’ it seemed, despite the drought in her sex life this past year.
Jeff encouraged her, telling her how good she felt around him. He held onto her hips and eased her up and down upon his hard length. ‘Touch yourself and give yourself pleasure,’ he commanded in a gruff voice. She could tell he was reaching the point of no return, and she slowed her movements down, purposefully delaying the inevitable.
Lucie reached down and rubbed her fingers over her clitoris, swirling around it in circular motions. She could feel the pleasurable sensations build and Jeff started to rock her up and down upon his shaft once more. In a few more thrusts she felt her orgasm release, making her pussy spasm and clench around him. Jeff reached his climax momentarily, and groaned with satisfaction, kissing Lucie deeply on the lips.
After they’d laid awhile, basking in the serene afterglow of their passionate encounter, Jeff asked Lucie when she would be returning to her home. ‘In four days,’ Lucie sighed. ‘Is there a chance we could make this a regular feature in the next four days?’ replied Jeff. ‘Oh, I think I definitely need more surfing and Pilates tuition!’ Lucie said teasingly, and kissed him again. This retreat was just what she’d needed after all!
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