0 comments/ 13077 views/ 0 favorites Fantasy Island Day 1 By: midas2001 Darren's story… Day 1… 8:55am I arrived at the house and collected my belongings from the car. I noticed that Katrina's car was not there yet so made my way into the house and dropped my suitcases on the floor beside the telephone table and had a quick look around. I had been waiting for so long to meet her that I was full of excitement and could not believe that we were actually going to spend 3 whole days together. We had met on the Internet several months ago and in a short time I have grown to love her in a way that I never thought was not possible again. Not a love that was born out of lust or like a good friend would be after many years, but a burning love that kept her in my thoughts every minute of each day (and in my dreams at night). For some reason this young lady had invaded my heart and soul and yes she was very pretty, yes she was intelligent, yes she was sexy… but these things were second most in my mind behind the fact that we seemed to KNOW each other. I could feel her pain when she was down, and feel her happiness when things were going right for her. I heard the front door close, looked at my watch (9:00am) and rushed from the kitchen to see my golden princess standing there by the table in the hall. My heart was pounding in my ears, my eye's began to moisten and without even thinking about my actions I found myself running towards her and saying "Katrina, oh my Katrina…" She hardly had time to drop her cases before she was scooped up in my arms and our lips met for the first time. This is what I had been waiting for so long. To feel Katrina against me, to feel her heart beating next to mine, to feel her soft lips on mine and to breath in her scent. I held her for what seemed like ages just kissing and cuddling her against me, but eventually I slowly lowered her feet back to the floor and took her head in my hands. My fingers brushed away the hair off of her face and my moist eyes looked down into hers and I smiled. "Oh Katrina my darling, I've waited so long for this moment." I said swallowing a lump that wouldn't go away in my throat. I lowered my lips slowly to hers and said "I love you sweetheart, Thankyou for coming to see me". "Come on, lets have a look round babe." I said, and we left the cases in the hall and went hand in hand off to explore. There was a large sitting room off of the hallway that ran the whole length of one side of the house. It had soft leather chairs and a 3-seater settee. A soft pile carpet was on the floor and there was an entertainment centre in the corner with TV, DVD, CD and surround sound speakers. A smaller room on the other side of the hallway contained a dining table and chairs with a hatchway through to the kitchen. In the kitchen the fridge and freezer was stocked for with all sorts of foods and drinks. The last little room was a downstairs WC. We went up the staircase to a landing and found that there was a small bedroom, a huge bathroom suite with all the usual things except that there was a shower unit and a large corner bath/Jacuzzi. I looked at Katrina, winked and said "We'll try that out later honey" and I put my arm round her and smiled. We strode across the landing and opened the door to the master bedroom and gazed inside. The biggest bed I had ever seen dominated the room, and was adorned with satin sheets and covers. A dressing table to one side and a door to an en-suite shower room on the other. I gazed into Katrina's eyes and I gently picked her up and carried her over to the bed. "Let's unpack later darling," I said, and I lowered her slowly onto the soft covers so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs dangling over the side. I kicked off his trainers, pulled my socks off and threw them in the general direction the trainers went. Pulled my T-shirt and shorts off and dropped them to the floor beside me. Looking deeply into Katrina's eye's I knelt down on the carpet between her legs and leaned forward so that my head was buried in her neck and my arms enclosed around her. I softly kissed her neck, and without going into detail here, we spent the next 2 hours just making love and holding each other in our arms. We closed our eye's relishing in the feel of our warm flesh pressed against us, and just cuddled tightly wishing the moment would never end. 11am. I looked down at Katrina and smiled a warm glow as I watched her snuggled into my chest. I traced the outline of her face with the backs of my fingers as she opened her eye's to look up at me. My thumb gently stroked her temple and I leaned down to kiss her tenderly on the lips. "Let's get cleaned up honey, and then get unpacked before lunch shall we?" I said and got off the bed. I reached out took hold of her hand, kissed it and led her to the shower where I set the water to a nice warm invigorating setting and drew her inside with me. We spent sometime washing each other's bodies, caressing and stroking until we eventually made mad passionate love again. Once cleaned up, we stepped out and I grabbed a couple of towels. I opened one up and placed it around Katrina's shoulders and started to dry her off. I dried myself and suggested that while she finishes drying, I'd go and fetch the cases up to the bedroom. I brought the cases up and laid them on the bed, opened them, put on a new pair of shorts and packed the rest of my clothes away. Katrina came out of the shower room and we fell into each other's arms for a passionate embrace. I looked at her and said that while she packs her things away I'd go and start to prepare some lunch. It was a warm day so she said that perhaps a salad would be nice and I agreed, so after one last kiss I disappeared downstairs. 1pm. I was at the sink washing some of the salad when Katrina came into the room dressed only in one of my shirts. She walked up behind me and her arms came around my waist as she cuddled into my bare back. She kissed me on my shoulder and laid her head in between my shoulder blades and whispered "Hi". I grasped her hands in mine, pulled them around me and said, "Hello my darling, how does a ham salad sound?" Between us we finished preparing the meal and I passed the food and drink through the hatch to her before walking round to join her. We took our time over lunch, often stopping to talk or kiss. At one point I looked over to her and reached out to grasp her hand in mine. "Katrina, you know that if I had no commitments I would be right beside you always and forever don't you?" I said. "But as things stand we have no choice but to keep our loved one's happy and maybe steal the odd precious moment for ourselves." I brought my other hand over and caressed the back of her hand as I leaned across to peck her on the cheek. "But whether you are a thousand miles away, or right here with me… just remember that I'm here for you and will always be there when you need help or just a cuddle." Katrina got up, sat on my lap and cuddles my head into her shoulder while I throw my arms round her and sighs with pleasure. 3pm. I walk through to the kitchen and Katrina passes the dirty dishes through to me. I put everything in the dishwasher and join her in the living room. "What would you like to do this afternoon honey?" I say. "Well, we both had an early start this morning. Why don't we put on a DVD and curl up on the couch darling?" She said. "Good idea honey, go and pick one and join me on the couch." I said. I go over to the couch and grab a couple of cushions. I lie down and watch Katrina put in a film and turn to walk towards me. I hold my arms open and Katrina lies down with her back to me and she hits the play button on the remote. We lay there snuggled close to each other and watch the film. 7pm. The film finished but neither of us saw the ending. We were both tired from our journeys and with the feeling of warmth and contentment of being together; we both simply fell asleep for a few hours. I was the first to waken and I looked at this lady purring softly in front of me. I smile as I watch her breathing and I nestle into her neck and nibble her ear. She starts to stir and jumps slightly when she opens her eye's to see the unfamiliar surroundings. "Hey darling… don't worry." I whisper in her ear. "I'm right here behind you." And I pull her hand up to my lips and kiss her fingers. Katrina turns over and smiles as she puts her hands on my face and draws me to her to kiss me passionately. My arms encircle her and we embrace and kiss. Katrina gets that glint in her eye and smiles. "When are we going to christen that Jacuzzi?" She says and winks at me. "No time like the present babe." I say and she kisses my nose and runs off giggling still dressed only in my shirt. I chase her upstairs and enjoy the view of her as she runs in front of me and I see her pert bum and crotch wiggling with each step (I decide not to catch her up… well, not until we are both on the landing!). We enter the bathroom and I run the water, put in some bubble bath and when the water is high enough I switch on the pump to get the bubbles going. I hold her hand as she steps into the Jacuzzi and I follow her inside. Katrina sits at one end and I sit facing her, lean my head back and close my eyes allowing the bubbles to caress my skin. After a few minutes I feel a foot creeping up my thigh and I hear a muffled giggle from the other side. I lift my head slightly and open just one eye to see Katrina grinning at me. Her foot creeps higher and higher until her toes are running up and down the length of my cock. I smile as my foot reaches out and seeks out her leg, and then slowly caresses the inside of her thigh until it reaches the soft pink lips of her pussy. We play for a little while and eventually Katrina dives on top of me impale her pussy down on my throbbing cock. We make love and play with the bubbles for what seems like hours until eventually we decide that it's time for dinner. 9pm. We decide that a Spaghetti sounds good and set about making it. I get the minced meat out and start to cook it while Katrina adds the other ingredients and gets the pan warmed up for the spaghetti. We open a bottle of wine and have a drink while we wait for the food to cook. When the food is nearly ready I set up the table in the dining room while Katrina puts the food out. I close and lock the hatch so that she can't see what I'm doing and walk around to help her carry the food. She walks into the room to see the table laid with silver cutlery, the light of the candles flickering on the walls and a silver ice bucket containing a bottle of chilled champagne. We sit down and I pour 2 glasses of champagne out and hand one to her. "To us my darling." I say and we chink the glasses together. We sit and talk over dinner about our hopes and fears. She confirmed something that I think I knew all along, in as much that she kept me waiting for so long because she knows that she more vulnerable to her emotions when she is face to face with someone. Hence, when she was torn between her boyfriend and I, she knew that if she saw me in the flesh that it would make her decision far too difficult. But now that she has made her discussion to stay with him, and my leaving my family is not an issue, she felt that she could finally allow us to meet and embrace. I told her that one of my fears was that we would never meet, and that I would never get a chance to feel her breath on my face, or feel her heart beating next to mine. I said that I knew the chances of a 3-day meeting ever again would be remote, but even the occasional brief hour or so a few times a year would be enough to quench my urge to hold and kiss her. I told her of my fears that someday soon another guy would come along either from the chat room, or possibly from the Literotica forum where she writes stories with other people. That a guy would woo her (I thought whilst I was away on holiday recently) and I would have the same thing done to me that I did to another guy recently. Not that I deliberately manipulated the situation to have that effect, but after speaking to Katrina for a short time (even before I'd seen how beautiful she was) I knew that she was going to be very special to me and my heart opened to her. It was later on that we knew it was not just a passing flirtation and that we were somehow 2 separate parts of the same person, from then on my heart and soul was lost to me. I told her of my hopes that we would continue to be 'underground' lovers for all time, and that we would remain special to each other even in times of great stress. We finished the dinner and decided to leave the dishes until the next day. I hit the remote that I had secreted by my chair and as we walked into the living room, the CD started to play an album of love songs. I placed the ice bucket down on the table and walked over to her. My hand reached out, clasped her fingers and led her to the centre of the room and I pulled her close to me as we smooched slowly in the light of the fire. We danced for ages just holding each other until eventually the champagne started to take its toll and the couch looked far to inviting to resist. We curled up together and closed our eye's to let the sound wash over us. 11pm. I open my eyes and see that Katrina is asleep next to me. I tenderly kissed her nose and ever so gently picked her up in my arms. I carefully carry her up stairs so not to wake her and lay her down on the bed. I remove her dress and after stripping to my boxers I climb in beside her. She is facing me as I snuggle into her and rest my head on her breast. I look up and gently kiss her neck and say "Goodnight darling" before cuddling her into me and close my eye's to sleep. This has been such a perfect day, I could not wish for anything more. Fantasy Island Day 2 Katrina's Story. Day 2. 7.20am I open my eyes and see Darren lying next to me. After gathering a few thoughts on my location, I remain with my head on my pillow and smile at him before he gently kisses me on the tip of my nose. "Morning babe." he says to me and we instantly hug each other close. Within minutes we both begin to make passionate love. 10.30am Darren wakes me again. This time he brings a tray with grilled bacon, a scrambled egg and toast. Because there was only fresh orange juice in the house he realised that was the best substitute for my half grapefruit breakfast diet. He made the coffee stronger too because it was instant from a jar. "Aren't you eating anything?" I ask. He tells me he already had breakfast earlier and this was my special treat. But secretly I kept my thoughts to myself and appreciated his efforts. Breakfast in bed is so old fashioned. 11.40pm I got attached to wearing his shirt around the place and got out of bed to follow him into the bathroom and gave him a squeeze while he was shaving. As I sat on the toilet he started laughing and then told me everything about what I did in the early hours of the morning. I eventually explained myself and my habit of sleepwalking. Playfully I pull the towel from around his waist and flick his butt hard with it. He chases me with another towel and because I'm fast and nippy, I loose him and find a place to hide in the kitchen…….. a neat cupboard where I could squeeze into beside the sink and close the door so that I was undetected. He calls my name out, not thinking about the cupboard, but I remain silent until my giggles give me away. He carries me up stairs and back to the bathroom. We kiss passionately under the spray of the warm shower, before soaping ourselves up and then he let me ride his hips to make love once more. 12.30pm Darren dressed in shorts and shirt while I remained in my bath robe. The radio played its music and I looked out of the living room window at the rain outside. He put his arms around my waist and hugged me from behind, kissing my neck and nibbling at my earlobe. I could smell his sweet aftershave tantalising my nostrils. "Guess what?" I said. "What?" "I found some old board games in that cupboard over there while I was having a root around." "Chess?" "I think so. Do you play chess?" I asked. I clear the coffee table from all the things that were on it and Darren laid out the game. Red and yellow oriental pieces. "Ay! I wouldn't mind a set like this myself." He said, looking at the detail of each piece. I tap his hand to encourage him to start a game. I knew he would be good at chess, because most "alpha males" tended to be excellent chess players. So I concentrated really hard using the strategy I learned as a child to out wit his forward moves. I played defensive, but then so was he. We soon got into a stalemate situation having both lost both of our bishops in a kamikaze style set of moves. "I didn't think you would be a chess player." He said. I smiled and watched him pop in yet another piece of gum. "Look, if you really need a cigarette then I don't mind." I told him. He was fighting an urge, I knew it. He refused for a while but I pressured him by making a startling move. I was playing the game as I was taught. Pressure on the board and also on ones opponent. I was finding his breaking point, distracting his concentration by letting my robe slip open and baring my smooth breasts. "The winner of this game gets to act out their favourite sexual fantasy." I tell him. 1.50pm Darren makes two mistakes earlier in his moves and I pressure his queen. "You're damn good Kat. But I'll get you." He said and I threw him a wicked grin. "Where the hell did you learn to play like this?" He stands up and tells me he will be back in a few minutes and then seeks out his secret stash of a pack of 10 cigarettes in the kitchen. I watch him light up and gasp with relief as he takes the first welcoming drag. "Sorry babe. I had to." I start to laugh at him, not minding his habitual needs. It was cruel not to allow him to smoke maybe just once in that first 28 hours. Darren gets hungry and we agree to hold our game until later to have lunch. All I needed was a few turkey salad sandwiches whilst he made himself burgers, chips and two fried eggs. 3.00pm I checked out the washing machine and decided to try it. The rain outside started to ease off and we both hugged and looked out as the sun came out at the beautiful rear garden. "Wish we could go out." I said. "Can't. Against the rules." "Let's break out." I suggested jokingly. Ahhhh, I know exactly what to break out!" Darren went to the fridge and found yet another bottle of champagne. "I'm sure they want us to drink all of this expensive bubbly." He opened it and the cork flew up and hit one of the panes of glass in the window, cracking it. He poured out two glasses of bubbly and we clinked our glasses. I looked at the rest of the bottle and winked at him. I had other plans for that later. We returned to the game of chess, which I decided I would flunk. Within three moves I let him trap my king into a hopeless defeat. I wanted him to choose his fantasy. 4.10pm Without hesitation, he swept me off in his arms upstairs and prepared the oil. He told me it was a fantasy of his to massage the whole of my body with aromatic oils. I lay on the bed face down and let him act out his sexual caprice. First he did my shoulders, working the oils into my skin. I could feel myself drifting into ecstasy. He used his thumbs on the nape of my neck relieving all my tensions and then continued down my spine, my buttocks and my thighs in turn. "Now something special." he whispered in my ear. He touched my buttocks again, this time gently prizing them apart with his fingers. I could feel him probing my pussy lips and I held my breath as he slipped his digit inside me. He knew exactly what to do. He found my clit and with soft easy movements, he aroused me into an orgasm. He kept me at my peak by using more fingers to open me wide and after a while, returned time and time again to my clit, repeating the same mind blowing climax I screamed and begged for. When we had finished I fell into a relaxing shallow sleep…..I could feel his hands touching my hair tenderly……rubbing my temple……making me relax even more. 7.50pm I woke, the flavours of the dinner Darren was preparing woke me up. It was spicy, but I wasn't sure what it was. In a way it reminded me of my Mum's cooking when the smell used to fill every corner of the house and make you feel like it more every minute before you finally ate. I reached for the phone by the bedside table, pressed my Mum's number and gave her an update on my three day course. Darren walked in and while I was on my stomach stretched out naked on the bed, he started to kiss my thighs making me restrain myself from laughing. He whispered into my ear softly: "Dinner is served". 8.05pm I sent Darren down stairs to lay out his exotic meal while I prepared myself for dinner. No holding back…….no shower either……I was going to give myself to him…..raw! Dressed in my sexy underwear and the dress I knew he liked to see me in, all that I applied was my lip gloss. Then I went down to join him in the dining room. He was lighting the final candle and turned to look at me. "Oh yes!" he said. "That's really you honey." We hate the meal, which was absolutely fantastic. In fact my fave. He started to pour out more of the champagne, but I stopped him. "No. Save the rest." I told him holding the bottle and sending him a grin that seemed to turn him on so much. I stood up and moved to his side of the table and recognising the jazzy tune playing on the CD, I began to really show him my lap dancing techniques. Slowly I invited him to strip me, restraining his hands and lips from going further than I wanted at the time. He was getting so horny, but I was getting horny too. I think he realised that much when I took his hand and moved his fingers beneath my thong, pressing them into my wetness. I then put his fingers to his nostrils allowing him to smell my sex and then to his lips to taste me. He loved it. It drove him crazy. That was me…..raw. The exotic taste of my pussy mixed with the oils that remained from earlier on. I turned and allowed him to slip off my thong…..he kissed my buttocks tenderly while I danced smoothly to the music. I reached for the champagne and poured it from my shoulder, letting it dribble down my shoulder blade and along the curves and groove of my spine until it trickled between my buttocks. I could feel its cool track on my skin. He spread my buttocks with his hands, letting it go further….like a stream winding its way through a tight valley, over my anus and then mixing with my juices between my pussy lips. The game continued, I stripped him naked, then lay on the soft carpet, enticing him to me but, still holding him in check. This time my check…..mate! I was on a sexual role, tantalising him. When he went to kiss me on the lips, I pulled away, yielding more to each advance he made until I gave in. When he kissed my body I would gently restrain him, slowing him down, firing up his passion even more until I gave in. It was a game of "look but don't touch" until I fired him up to a state before letting him get what he wanted, but only for a moment. I lay back and let him watch as I poured the rest of the champagne over my breasts, slowly and seductively looking at him, with rolling "come and get me" eyes. He was so stiff I noticed his cock throbbing as it pointed out and upwards. I had made him so horny, so turned on that I doubt he would never forget me ever again. Etching myself into his mind forever. That feminine magic was working as it always did and nature intended. I was practising what I was born to do for the purpose of procreation and enjoying every moment of it, as much as he Darren. 11.20pm I lay next to Darren on the rug beside the fireplace where we eventually ended up naked. We had made love several times, making the most of our time together. We discovered ourselves and left no secrets uncovered regarding both our sexual appetites and needs. I gently stroked and touched every part of his body, using my finger tips, sending soothing feelings into him and discovered that his face and neck were the most erogenous. With small gentle swirling motions I watched him fall into a relaxed sleep. I watched him, trying to picture in my minds eye what he was like when he was around my age. The CD player was still playing those love themes, continually on repeat mode and my thoughts and relaxed state sent me into a sleep. My arms across his naked body next to him. Fantasy Island Day 3 Fantasy Island Day 3 (The Farewell) Darren's story 6:00am Awoke to find Katrina was snuggled up to me on the rug by the fireplace with my arms around her. I looked down at her and as I stroked the hair off of her eyes and smiled as her nose wrinkled up when I leant down to kiss it. We had both slept naked and I could see that she must have been having a good dream as her nipples were hard and her hips were moving against my legs. The feeling of her pussy slowly grinding against my leg was having an effect on me to, and I saw my cock lengthen and harden before me. I reached down and gently ran the tips of my fingers over her breasts and watched as she tensed slightly and softly moaned. Very slowly and carefully I moved down her body and run my tongue in small circles around the nipple of her left breast and then her right. I look up and see that each time my tongue touches her, she grimaces slightly and licks her lips. Katrina rolls over onto her back and as I gently suck a nipple into my mouth, my left hand deftly touches the inside of her right thigh and her legs seemed to open almost instantaneously. I lean up on my right elbow and look down at this beautiful young woman's inner thighs and ever so carefully let the very tip of my hands middle finger touch the outermost of her pussy lips. Another guttural sound escapes from her throat and her hips gyrate and her pussy moistens against my finger. I remove my finger and bring it up to my lips and taste my Katrina's juices… mmmmmmm…. They taste so nice and I replace it back on her and this time softly circle it around her clit. I look up to see if she is still asleep, but find she is looking down at me and smiling with her arms open ready to engulf me. I crawl slowly over her body until I'm looking deeply into her hazel eyes and say… "Good morning my darling, having a nice dream?" Without saying a word her arms wrap around my neck and she draws me close for a passionate kiss. We kiss for many minutes with our tongues exploring each other's mouths while my hands run up and down her back from her shoulders down to her bum. Katrina feels my erection pressing into her thigh, and while she kisses my neck she reaches down to grasp it in her hand and slowly she massages it. "Katrina, turn over so that your on your right hand side with your back to me" I ask and she kisses my nose and turns over. I lay down behind her and my right arm reaches around her neck and rests lightly on her left breast. My left hand reaches in between her legs and gently lifts her left leg so that her pussy is exposed to me and I pull her back into me until the tip of my engorged cock is resting at the entrance to her womanhood. "Oh Darren, plunge it into me… please let me feel it inside me" she says. But instead I reach down between her legs, grasp hold of it and use the tip to slowly run up and down her lips and circle her clit. "Oh god Kat, you are so lovely… you feel so good," I say as her hips buck slightly to try and get more of me inside her. My hand grasps her left buttock and I lift gently to open up her pussy wider as I slowly start the long slow plunge into the moistness of her tight pussy. We both let out moans of ecstasy as inch by inch disappears inside her until I'm pressing my hips firmly into the cheeks of her ass to get deeper still. "I love you my darling" I say and nibble her ear. For 2 hours we gently have a long slow screw. We both cum several times in various positions until once again we find ourselves in each other's arms and drift off into a light slumber. 9:00am. Katrina wakes me and says it would be a good idea for us to freshen up and then get as much packed as possible ready for tomorrow morning. I agree that in those last hours tomorrow I don't want to think or do anything except hold her in my arms, and we walk arm in arm upstairs to the bathroom. After cleaning our teeth, shaving etc we both relax for a few moments in the bath together before washing each other. I take my time soaping her slender body before running my hands all over her to imprint these sensations in my memory. Katrina looks at me quizzically. "Just want to remember it honey, so that when I say to you in cyberspace I'm running my hands over you… I can remember how gorgeous the feeling was". We both fly into each other's arms and hug tightly until we kiss once more before getting out to dry ourselves. It's a warm day, so I just put a pair of boxers on whilst Katrina puts on a pair of knickers and another one of my shirts. We pack all of our stuff away with the exception of our clothes to home in and the necessary toiletries for the morning. 11:00am. We are both hungry by now and Katrina suggests that we have a quick bowl of cereal to keep the hunger pangs at bay whilst we make a pizza together? I agree and while she puts the cereal out for us both, I hunt through the larder and the fridge for the ingredients. An hour later we are sitting down to the biggest pizza I've ever seen. We liked most of the same toppings, but I don't like peppers, so we made it so that one half was mine and one half was Katrina's. Each half was piled high with each of our favourite ingredients and we slowly made our way through it and talking into the early afternoon. 2:00pm. After throwing the dirty plate's etc into the dishwasher, we both retire to the living and sit on the couch. Katrina picks out a DVD and we settle down in each other's arms silently half watching the film and half dreading the approaching hour when we have to part. The film finishes and we watch the TV while we doze… I want to grab an hours sleep for a special reason before tonight… this may be the last ever night that we have together and I want to stay awake toe whole time. I don't want to miss just one second of it even if my baby sleeps. 6:00pm. We wake to find that we are still hugging each other and it's decided that we will have our last dinner. We decide on the meal and set about preparing it so that it can slowly cook while we shower, freshen up and get changed. Again we share the shower and laugh and play… but behind all the nervous laughs there is the sadness in the eyes of us both as we know our time is almost at an end. I've decided this should be the most romantic setting that I can get for our last dinner, so set off to dress in trousers, shirt, tie before hurrying downstairs to set the table. The dinner table is laid with the finest silverware, candles, flowers, a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket and I set the food out. I turn to look as the door opens and I see a vision of loveliness walk through. Katrina has her blue dress on with her black stilettos and stockings. She has her honey red lipstick on and the most wonderful smile I've ever seen. I walk over to her and grasp her hand… lean down to kiss her fingers and lead her to the table. I pull the chair out for her and she sits down. After leaning over to kiss her shoulder I walk around and sit opposite to pour the champagne. We toast the finest 3 days we have ever spent and eat the dinner while we talk about silly things to mask the sadness in our hearts. At the end of the meal I clear up and walk into the living room to find Katrina standing there waiting for me with her arms outstretched. I can't hold back any longer and run into her arms and my eyes betray the feelings in my heart. Silently we tenderly kiss as our tears mingle on our pressed together cheeks and I taste the saltiness of our tears as it reaches our lips. 9:00pm. Still nestling into each other's arms I look down into her gorgeous hazel eyes and as the backs of my fingers on my left hand caress her cheek a lump enters my throat. "Oh Katrina, Katrina my darling. I don't know if I will have the strength or the courage to say this tomorrow morning without breaking down into floods of tears. So I'm going to say it now… if I can" I whisper to her in a quivering voice. "Thankyou so much for spending these 3 days with me my darling, it means so much to me. It has been the best 3 days of my life so far, and no doubt will be the last time I will ever find true happiness while I'm still alive." "I don't need to tell you how very much I love you my baby… you make me so happy" and my tears blur my vision until Katrina reaches up to brush them aside. I then notice that her eyes are brimming over and I kiss the tears away. "These 3 days have been perfect honey but we now have to go back to our own lives and our own loved ones. Just promise me that from now on that we will remain good friends that just from time to time sit down over a coffee so that I can feel your hand in mine." At which point we both break down into uncontrollable sobs and hug. 10:00pm. We retire to the bedroom and slowly peel the clothes off of each other. This is our last night and we will make the most of it. After several hours of caressing our bodies and making love, I lay down with my Katrina in my arms for the last time and we simply hold each others hand whilst our fingers dance together. Everything is done… no more packing to do…. The cases are already by the front door… we just have to just dress and leave when the door is opened for us at 9:00 am. We doze but do not sleep, we revel in the feel of our nakedness next to each other and now and again kiss passionately praying the night will never end. All too soon the sun is up and the clock says 8:50am. Not saying a word we slowly dress in our going home clothes and walk down the stairs gripping each other's hand tightly. I look at the clock in the hallway and it says 8:59. A lump appears in my throat and we both whirl round to clutch hold of the person we love before our bodies and hearts are ripped asunder. We kiss and say how much we love each other, as the door is unlocked and slowly rolls open. "Good morning Sir… madam. I hope your stay was pleasant?" All I can do is nod and shake his hand. I kiss my baby one last before walking arm in arm outside and leading her to her awaiting taxi. Katrina gets in and her luggage is stowed in the boot. The driver starts the car and slowly pulls away towards the gates at the end of the drive. "I hope all was satisfactory Mr. Field… the lady seems to be very nice." He notices the water brimming in my eyes and simply hands me my car keys with a smile of understanding. He knows that I have just let go one of the most precious things that I will ever find in my whole life… but also knows that it had to be done for the sake of the other people in our lives. He leads me to my car where my things have been loaded and suggests I take a moment before driving off to sit at the wheel and compose myself. "We don't want any accidents Sir…. Do we?" he says and gives me his handkerchief before he strolls off into the house.