5 comments/ 49604 views/ 52 favorites Lacey's Cabin By: markelly (Many thanks to KittyKatBC, my editor on this one. I'm glad she was on board, it made the story easier to write.) * Lacey was my boss, I do emphasize the word was. The company I work for is a family owned and run architect business and since the only child the owner had was a daughter who had no interest in the company, we all knew that once he retired then the company would either close or be swallowed up by a bigger company, but we all liked it here. So we all stuck it out since the owner was a man who believed in running his company just as though it was a family, the atmosphere was great to work in, we all knew each other by first name and on many an occasion it was that closeness that saved us more than a couple of embarrassing mistakes. I'm an architect by trade, geek by habit and sadly a loner through being a workaholic, and so one sunny spring Tuesday morning, in walked Lacey. All five foot six of her, her brown hair pulled back and set in a pony tail, sunglasses that hid her eyes, and a business suit that screamed 'take me on if you dare.' My boss introduced us both and I was asked to help design her summer retreat for her. First meetings are so difficult at the best of times but over the years I have worked out a series of questions for our clients and that helps me get to know what they want and help give them their dream. However Lacey wasn't going to be our average client. The boss stuck around for a few minutes, then left us to it. I have a small area at the back of my work station that has a couple of comfortable seats in it. I talk to my clients there and get a feel of what they want incorporated into their designs. It's always worked until the day I met Lacey. I sat and pulled out a sketch pad and started asking her some general questions, amount of bedrooms, closed or open plan kitchen, split level day room, that sort of thing and rough sketch a drawing and take it from there. This system has worked for me for close to ten years now. But like I said, then I met my new boss. We had both been at this for close to two hours now; I had already gone through one sketch pad and was more than halfway through another when she said. "Look, are you actually any good at this, I came here with a simple design in my head and you can't even get that down into a simple drawing." She stood and rummaged in her purse and pulled out a card. "Here's my number talk to my secretary and arrange a time I can have you to myself outside of this cupboard as I want to show you where the cabin will be located. Perhaps then you can actually do your job." With that she strode off, and at that point I would have loved to have been able to add out of my life but a contract is a contract. I talked to my boss about being moved off the project, he said he would talk to Lacey and see whether a change of designer would help. A week later I got a call from a man telling me that he was Lacey's secretary and Lacy would be outside the office in ten minutes and I was to be on the steps waiting. He then promptly hung up. So much for my boss talking to her, I checked and he was out of the office at the time so I was left with a dreadful feeling this was going to be a long day. Eleven minutes later I strolled out of the door, Lacey was waiting. Judging by the look on her face she wasn't ever kept waiting. I sat in the car and the seatbelt barely around me when the g-forces hit me, my only thoughts were if I had written my will properly and when was the last time I told my parents that I loved them. "Why are your feet on my dashboard?" "I'm bracing myself for impact." Was my only reply. There was a screech of all four wheels locking, the car behind had to swerve to avoid rear ending us. Lacey got out the car a face like thunder, walked around to my side and said. "Well if you can do any better you drive." So there we were, me being the chauffeur, while Lacey sat and boiled in the passenger seat, I swear if it wasn't for the fact she had to give me directions she would have sat in silence the whole three hour journey. I must say when we got there I could see why she had chosen this spot. Her plot had an acre of wooded land behind it set on a slight hill, that overlooked open fields, with a small brook running out of the woods and gently down the hill, even her mood changed as she got out the car and she set about telling me where everything was going to go and what directions she wanted the windows to encapsulate the view. As she was striding around telling me all this, I was frantically drawing on my pad. I knew what would work here and got it all done in minutes. Lacey on the other hand wouldn't shut up now, this was a different Lacey to the one I knew and soon figured out why so far away from the city. This was her escape; this was where Lacey wanted to be Lacey, without the world being allowed to see her as the person I see now. She hadn't realized she had let her guard down, I don't know why I did it. I picked up my pad and drew Lacey as I see her now, her features had relaxed, and she smiled such a cute smile. It was at that moment I suddenly realized she had stopped talking, I looked up, and she was staring at me. A look of genuine hurt in those brown eyes of hers as she walked up to me and looked at the pad and her face stared back at her. She looked for a moment, closed the pad and tossed it onto the back seat, got into the car and started it. I thought it a good idea to get in quick before I was left here. We made it back to the office in two hours, the wheels of the car stopping just long enough for me to get out before she sped away again. Not a word was spoken the whole journey. It was a month before the boss strode up to me and said that Lacey had agreed to the outline drawing I had made of the cabin. That was the good news, now he hit me with the bad news. He went on to say that Lacey would sign the contracts for the blueprints on condition that they were finished within two weeks and that I would be the project manager on the whole job. Then it got even better when my boss told me that Lacey wanted the whole project finished within three months and moved in within four. "Not a chance, that cabin is a one off design, it would mean me working twelve hour shifts just to get the blueprints up to speck not to mention the planning permits and I won't even mention the men and materials. I won't have a life for three months; I would have to live there the entire time." "You don't have a life at the moment as it is, Lacey has put aside two hours of an evening to be here to go over the specks with you. She won't take no for an answer and she has refused any other designer on this project. There is a lot of money involved here. It's just over three months of your life; you know I can't order you, so I'm asking you." Now I knew the other reason why he likes to be more personal with his staff, he can use it as leverage when projects like this come up, none of us would ever let him down. My shoulders slumped as I nodded my head and agreed. So began my life in purgatory. Everyday Lacey would come in, hate what I had done and argue with me about what she wanted, reminding me that I had been there and she wasn't about to put this 'piece of shit' on her plot. By day two everyone in the office starting going home minutes before Lacey arrived. The shouting matches got even more heated when she didn't have an audience. Finishing up with me imagining the garbage can was her ass, it sure got kicked across the room. The blue prints were accepted at the first request, which shocked the hell out of me until I found out Lacey went into the permit office with the drawings under her arm. She sure could move mountains. Things were just as bad when I moved into the hotel a few miles down the road from her plot. Most of the workmen kept there distance from her when she turned up and I seemed to get the sympathy vote from them that I was the one having to talk to her. It also gave them an incentive to get a move on with the cabin as well. The strangest thing was, the closer we came to completion the more shouting matches we were having. We were now finished with month two; I had almost got through the day without needing to raise my voice, a landmark day indeed. Then Lacey walked in, I felt my shoulders instinctively slump as she started to tell me a list of things that were wrong today. I lasted for ten minutes, even wandering outside so I could breathe fresh air as I listened to her, it didn't work. Two months of twelve hour shifts today simply got the better of me, I was tired and when I'm tired I'm not at my best. By now I had been taken to the extreme of my patience and just a step or two beyond. In the end I told her to stand still and scraped a line in the dirt in front of her with my boot, I walked two paces forward and scraped another line. I then walked back to her. She looked on totally confused. "You wanted me to design and be the project manager for your damn cabin even though our company told you we only design, yet at every turn you are in my face and changing things just for the sake of changing things. For some reason you have turned this into a pissing contest, well when you can piss as far as that line come let me know, because that's the day you will see me back on this site." It was so unprofessional of me and I could hear my boss's voice in my head lecturing me about restraint already. I had lost it, there seemed little point me being there any longer so I left, went back to the hotel packed and went home. I even took the phone off the hook when I got there, the one thing I needed more than anything was sleep. I had managed a few hours at least so that helped. I was even brave enough to put the phone back on the hook. It rang. That sure spooked me, so I picked it up. Lacey was shouting down the phone at me, I didn't even bother to hear what she was saying, I put the phone down and unplugged it. The next thing on my list was a shower and then something to eat. Still wrapped in a towel I searched the cupboards, 'darn nothing left,' I thought to myself looking at near empty cupboards. I moved into my bedroom and once dressed I walked out of the house and right into Lacey who was leaning against her car. "I knew you had to come out sometime, get in I want to show you something." She had already started to walk to the driver's side of the car, until she looked around and see me walking up the street. "Hey, where are you going?" "You forget our deal? I'm hungry I'm going to the store to get some things since I'm home again." Her car was crawling alongside the curb next to me. "Get in and I will take you to the store." "You forget I'm not your beck and call boy anymore Lacey. If you want to join me get out of the car and walk with me because I'm not getting into your car." Give her some credit, she did just that. We toured the store for a few minutes before I asked her what she wanted for dinner. When she shrugged her shoulders I did the same and set about grabbing tins and fresh food, dropping them into the cart I had her pushing. On the way back she eyed her car up, got in and I met her at the house. I could tell she wanted to talk about the cabin, when she tried I would change the subject, after a few tries she gave up and settled into helping me cook. Dinner was great and the company was actually pleasant as well, even down to the half bottle of wine she had that sure made her mellow out as well. I got the guest bedroom ready for her, there was no way I was going to let her drive anywhere. Sitting her on the bed I run through the room with her. "The shower is that door, it's your own shower/bathroom so you won't need to go far if you feel the urge to use it, and the bedroom lock is your side of the door. I've given you one of my t-shirts so I suggest you get into it before you pass out and I will see you in the morning." I closed the door and left her to it. I did the washing and put away the plates more for wasting time than anything else, just so I could listen in case I herd a thud of Lacey hitting the floor. More of relief than anything else, I didn't so I went to bed. It was the early hours when my door opened. "Your bathroom is in your room Lacey." There was a pause; I could only see her outline in the door. "I need sex." "Then I suggest you find someone willing to give you some, I've never taken advantage of an alcohol fueled women yet and I don't plan on starting anytime soon." "Can we compromise? Let me sleep with you and decide between ourselves in the morning, I promise to keep my hands to myself." It was an intriguing offer, even from a woman like Lacey. As I pulled the covers back I did remind her that I was the sober one, so if even a hair comes on my side of the bed, I sleep in the guest room and I'm locking the door. That was when a naked Lacey crawled past me on her way to her side of the bed. I stalled, even in the dark she sure had a body on her, and she slid in and pulled the cover over her. I kept my distance and fully awake until I heard her breathing become more regular, even down to the odd snore and sniffle. I had to stifle a giggle in case I woke her back up again. I woke with a start. One of confusion when for a second you are not sure were you are, the day was trying to come through the blinds, I felt Lacey stir next to me. Her breathing was regular and I could tell she was still asleep, so I gently turned and laid on my side just watching her, her hair was tangled and disheveled, her face was the most beautiful thing I had seen, her full lips parted slightly, and those lips. My mind rushed back to that evening and I smiled remembering how much wine she had drank. Her lovely neck and shoulders were exposed and her arms were so long and slender, I could see a breast above the cover so small with a small almost delicate nipple rising and descending with her breathing. Her delicate features harden slightly and she winced when her head turned and the daylight lit her face and woke her, her eyes took a moment to focus and a part of me cursed myself for not pulling the blinds properly. If I had perhaps I could have been able to just sit and watch her for awhile longer and wonder at the dreams that she dreamed but she see me laying there watching her and a smile as wide and as beautiful as anything I had seen before filled me with a warmth that made my heart pound in my chest and I could feel my loins stir. Only this woman could give me an erection with just a smile. She placed a hand on my cheek, her skin so warm to the touch, the cover moved further down and I could now see both breasts. Her nipples now starting to go slightly hard with each rise and fall of her chest, she leaned over and kissed me, her tongue gently touching my lips and my tongue rose to meet hers. I moved to lie on my back and she followed, her lips never moving away from mine. Lacey's now hard nipples touching my chest then her breasts crushing themselves against me, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her even closer to me, she moved her leg over my body and laid on top of me, the cover now a tangled heap on the floor, my fully erect penis now firmly by Lacey's pubic bone. She lifted her head and moved her body slightly and my penis now moved freely between her open legs. My penis could feel the lips of Lacey's pussy and with a will power of its own trying to urge itself into her, it throbbed and twitched against her lips and her pussy responded, I could feel a wetness from that warm willing pussy against my penis and I could restrain myself know longer, I rolled Lacey onto her back I could hear a giggle from her and looked up in time to see her reaching for the headboard, she had read my mind and was bracing herself for what I was going to do to her next. I gently sucked on her now very hard nipple as my hand wandered to her pussy, my palm felt the soft hairless skin of her pubic bone then touched the wetness around her clitoris, I moved my mouth and sucked and nibbled on the other nipple a lust slowly rising within me. I sank a finger into her pussy and Lacey's body stiffened and I heard her gasp, then there were two fingers inside of her and her body went rigid. She arched her back to accommodate so much of me in her, her juices poured from her as I moved my fingers inside her. She opened her legs even more and I moved down her delicate tender glistening body, her fingers now locked around the headboard, I could hear a slow moan deep within her throat as I forced my fingers into her, deeper one second then back to the edge of her pussy lips the next. I was now on my knees by her waist, one hand on her breast slowly squeezing it and tweaking the nipple between my fingers and another inside her, the lips of her pussy moved in and out with the motion of my fingers. A hand had now surrounded my penis and Lacey moved the skin up and down, slowly at first but soon picking up speed as the urges inside her gathered pace, I curled my fingers up inside and touched her button with the tips of my fingers. Her whole body arched and left the bed in one huge screaming orgasm, her cum now making it more difficult to keep control of her now franticly moving body so I pulled them out, her body now slumped to the bed after shocks from her orgasm would sneak up on her causing her body to occasionally convulse. I moved off of the bed, Lacey's fingers were reluctant to leave my penis. I grabbed hold of Lacey's legs. Pulling her now panting body to the edge of the bed her hands now wrapped around her breasts, squashing them into her chest and pulling hard on the nipples with all her might, the sight of Lacey totally engulfed in her own pleasure just added fuel to my own lust. I pulled her legs to my chest and slowly buried my penis into her totally soaked pussy, it slid in so easy I just kept forcing it in as deep as it would go, hearing the slapping sounds of our bodies meeting as I to could feel that burning lust taking control of me and kept trying to force myself even further inside her. Her back again arched as a smaller orgasm pushed through her body. Lacey moved her legs to try and wrap them around me going with the motions of my body she was using her own leg strength to try and force me even deeper inside her, her fingers still squeezing her breast and kneading them. I could hold back no longer and slammed into Lacey one last time and stayed there, feeling just a little light headed as I emptied so much of myself deep inside her. Lacey's legs now slumped to the floor, dead weights to her body. Her hands now at rest beside her breasts heaving with her rapid breathing. I withdrew my now shrinking penis from Lacey's pussy, I could hear a whimper coming from her lips, she was spent, yet she still wanted more and felt cheated that I had stopped. I lay down next to her and she moved an arm across me and played with my chest, a smile played across her lips and a sparkle in her eyes. That was the face I saw when she was describing her cabin, this truly was a Lacey at ease with herself. "I want you to come back and finish the cabin for me. I will give you free rein to finish the project." "You know the deal. So therefore you know the answer." "So if I do this deal, you will stand by your word." I knew she had something up her sleeve, but I'm a man of my word. "I will as long as you leave me and the crew alone to finish the project then yes." Lacey stopped talking then, I had one of those feelings. This time it was me who tried to talk about the cabin and Lacey was the one who changed the subject. We showered together and dressed, had breakfast and I made sure I drove us back to the cabin sight. Lacey phoned ahead and gave the crew the day off, all the way up to the site Lacey was drinking water. It wasn't until later I made the connection and of course by then I had already lost. The site was deserted when we got there. Lacey got out and stood by the marks I had made in the ground. Lacey's Cabin "You said that if I peed over there you will come back and finish the job, are you sticking to that agreement?" I nodded my head, pulled a chair out of the office and made myself comfortable, this I had to see for myself. Lacey walked over to a ladder and opened it up right next to the first line; she then got another ladder and stood that behind the first, then pushed a board on top of the very first rung and started to weight down the back end of the board. It was slowly starting to dawn on me what she was up to and although I was shocked I was amused at the same time. Lacey then stood on the board, walked on the board to the second line, dropped her pants squatted and peed on the other line. In future I had to be more careful what I said, she had won this pissing contest. I was back on sight. We drove back to my house and I repacked, we stayed in again that night she said she still had a half bottle of wine that she needed to finish. I warned her that if she did I wouldn't touch her until the morning; it seems she didn't believe me until she woke up in the guest bedroom again, only this time in my t-shirt. I was awake when she climbed into my bed at three in the morning, naked. It was the strangest feeling that was pulling me awake, even in my half sleep state I was sure I had sorted the blinds this time yet I could hear my heartbeat in my ears and at not to healthy a speed either. So I lay there, slowly letting myself wake properly. Eventually those signals in my head told me that 'you really need to wake now' and there were those noises. Then I opened my eyes, all I see was the top of Lacey's head, she must of sensed me awake, she looked up took my penis from her mouth and winked at me. "My girlfriends told me once that this was the way to wake your man; I never believed them till now. Good morning! Remember I never made any promises about this morning so I get to do with you as I want." With that she moved up the bed straddled my penis, held it in her hand until she lowered herself onto it, sighing all the way down it, until she bottomed out. Then clamped her muscles to make a point, Lacey leaned forward, her arms either side of my head, her face and neck were red with her eyes wide with lust. "Since you're a man of your word I want to renegotiate our verbal contract." Now I was intrigued, I didn't remember any verbal contract I had made. "What contract?" "I won the pissing contest you come back to finish the project, I leave you and your crew alone to finish the cabin." When she sees my look of understanding she continued. "I will leave you alone Monday to Friday, pick you up Friday afternoon. From Friday afternoon to Monday morning we don't talk about the cabin and you and this." She emphasized what 'this' was with another clamping of her vaginal muscles, "Are mine." Lacey watched as my expression changed, the lust in her eyes flickered as she realized what she had said, and she tried desperately to hold me inside her when she felt me move to withdraw from her. I held her hips and lifted her off and headed for the bathroom. "Please, I didn't mean it the way it sounded. I just want to spend more time with you, personal time." "I usually say it with flowers Lacey; you want to write it into a contract." She got up off the bed and came to me; I gave her a cuddle and kissed her forehead, although the moment was now gone there was never any anger or bitterness between us. We showered together and made our way back to the cabin, the crew were glad to see me, but still kept there distance until the dragon lady had gone. The whole mood on the site lifted after that, I was amazed at how much we got done that day and although exhausted I flopped into bed a happy man. As the sun came through the window and I was still half awake and half asleep, my arm flopped to the other side of the bed. Then I fully woke looking for Lacey. Most odd. The week gathered speed as did the completion of the cabin. True to her word at 1pm Friday afternoon, Lacey turned up, I gave her the tour, she made a few remarks that I noted for next week and she thanked the crew as they left. Once they were gone she walked to her car and pulled out a bunch of flowers, held them out to me and smiled I was just grateful that the hotel had room service that weekend, neither one of us had clothes on other than a robe to answer the door. Monday we said our goodbyes and housekeeping had to have the windows fully open the whole day to remove the smell of sex from the room. The next Thursday I phoned my boss and told him that the cabin project would be finished ahead of schedule and Lacey would be in well within the contracted time. He was pleased then asked me if I had told Lacey yet. I remarked that I would be seeing her on Friday and will let her know then. Friday at 1pm Lacey turned up. She noticed that half the crew was missing; I told her that work was going so well that I had let half the crew go; all that were left would have the cabin finished by next Friday. The news seemed to have put her off a little, she did her usual tour, again made a couple of remarks and I noted them for next week then she thanked the crew and they left. This time it was my turn to walk into my office and return with a bunch of flowers, she smiled leapt into my arms and kissed me, I had to drop the flowers to hold her, and hoped she didn't mind dusty flowers. Midway through the week I got a call from my boss, he told me Lacey wanted the whole crew back for the Friday. I arranged it and 1pm Friday with the cabin now finished and smelling of fresh varnish; Lacey turned up thanked every one in person and handed each one a finishing bonus. They all left very happy. I had watched Lacey even when she walked around the outside of the cabin and then sat on the porch step; there was something different about her today. "You're not happy with the cabin?" I asked. "Oh no it's even better than I had ever imagined." "So much so that you have yet to go inside and see everything." I held out my hand. Lacey looked at it for a moment and then took it. I still couldn't help but wonder why she was so sad. I showed her all the rooms, except one. Leaning against the door I smiled and slowly opening the door to the master bedroom and she burst into tears. At first I thought I had done something very wrong, I had asked one of the workmen's wives to come up yesterday and with the aid of a couple of the guys, they had decorated and furnished just this room. Lacey held me tight and with her face now buried deep in my chest. It was difficult to hear her until she pulled her face away from me and she told me this room was beautiful. A fire gently burning in the hearth, the cover on the bed was already down and I had made sure that there was a bottle of champagne on ice next to the bed. She kissed me and with a look on her face that had mischief written all over it she set about dancing around the room slowly taking her clothes off, ending up on the bed totally naked. "Aren't you a little over dressed to be in this room?" I pushed the door shut, and then decided to forgo the dance, going for a more direct approach, by the time I was between Lacey's legs I was as naked as she was. Her pussy already glistened in anticipation. I wanted this to be special for her, so my movements and caresses were slow and gentle. I stroked the sensitive parts on her body and worked on arousing them in a very calculating way. Lacey watches me reach for a pillow and pushed her hips upward so I could push the pillow under her and then placed her legs on my back. Her fingers were gently running through my hair. Tenderly I kissed her inner thighs, several times stopping just short of her warm hairless pussy. I kissed her pussy lips, Lacey gasped; I pushed my tongue gently into her folds and stopped. Just parting her lips and painfully slow run my tongue the whole length of her slit just stopping short of her clit. Lacey gently moaning as she tried to push herself down on me so I would lick that spot. As she did my tongue would retreat just out of reach of her growing bud. Slowly building up the passion within her my tongue again slid up and down her and then into her center. My mouth was tasting the sweet juices that oozed from her. I could see her clit was hard now and aching for some release of its own so with the tip of my tongue I gently run rings around that ever growing and blood red bud finally and ever so slowly I sucked it lightly. Lacey was having trouble breathing now, she was so close her chest heaving, waiting for me to release her climax. I teased her terribly that afternoon kissing her blood engorged lips would bring her trembling and to the very edge of a climax. That I would deny her, running my tongue back down her slit and let her come down slightly leaving her waiting for my next move. I heard her sobbing and squirming above me with her need for release, her hands holding tightly onto my hair now, trying to force me up her body to concentrate on her now fully aroused and soaking bud desperately craving a release of the torment she was in, finally I centered on her clit, sucking, licking it, till she went over the edge of that pleasure precipice. Lacey bucked and groaned her way through a very powerful orgasm, the juices from her pussy adding fuel to my own passion for this lady. I had wanted so much to take her further, so pushed two fingers deep inside her, probing her and pressing onward to those inner pleasure spots when she again exploded with another powerful orgasm. All she would say between gasps for air that would sustain her for a few more moments through this pleasure and torture I was inflicting on her was "Oh fuck." I wanted more from her, I needed to push her further now, send her willing body totally over the edge I sensed her on one peak; it was not enough I would push her to another, my lips and tongue moved onward to its final destination, her clit. My lips sucked in that pleasure bud once more and this time I wouldn't let go, constantly flicking it with my tongue gluing my lips to her pussy. Lacey bucked and thrust against my face, her most powerful climax assaulting her body, she screamed when she came, her body arched up, rigid with passion, I refused to be moved from this haven of pleasure. I sensed Lacey finally come down, her body twitched and she moaned as the aftermath took hold of her, slowly I slid my fingers out greedily licking the juices that oozed after my fingers. Lacey cried out begging me to stop, and pushed my head away from her. Finally having the energy to pull me up the bed by the hair and away from her now hyper sensitive area, her whole body was aglow, her chest heaved in and out she was desperate for air now. I lay next to her, resting my head on my hand. "You bastard, you nearly gave me a heart attack, your going nowhere down there for a few minutes, I need to figure out what just happened and what you did to me. I couldn't stop coming!" Her smile faded into a look of intenseness now. "Please hold me, I desperately need you to hold me so tight and never let me go." She snuggled into me, her body still desperately trying to find the normalcy within her; she would still twitch and shudder every now and then. I put my arm around her waist, and then remembered her comment so moved it to her rib cage. There was a silence between us. Lacey was so very deep in thought now, I could sense there was something wrong. There was a battle going on in Lacey's head and some time real soon it would be fought either with me or because of me. After a few minutes her breathing changed and the sleep of the exhausted took her from me, I snuggled in closer and followed her into those dreams. It was the sound of crying that woke me, my head telling me all this was wrong, I looked up and followed the sounds. Lacey was sat on the floor arms wrapped around her, tears openly falling from her. She must have sensed me move, Lacey ran from the room and out the cabin in tears. I followed. She had made it as far as the porch, now curled up into a ball and crying so hard. I held her so tight, as she sobbed. I have no idea how long I held her or how long she cried, there was a whole world of pain in this woman and today seemed to have been the day she just let go. Even when Lacey had stopped crying she refused to look at me, so I just continued to hold her. She finally spoke. "There is something missing from this cabin." I tried to make things light. "Other than furniture you mean." She held me a little tighter, perhaps it would be a good idea if I kept my mouth shut and let her talk. We both sat there for another age before she was brave enough to say anything else. "What do you think about me?" I opened my mouth, diplomacy was never my strong point and around women it was close to zero. "No don't answer that, I need to tell you something. I like you, I know your good for me, and the one thing this cabin is missing is you in it as well as me." Lacy looked up at me. "There is so much I need to tell you some I'm afraid to and the rest I simply don't know where to start." Since the bedroom was the only place that even had furniture I walked her back there and sat Lacey down, even getting her a glass of champagne as well. "I need you to keep your mouth shut and listen to me; I know for a fact that the more I talk the more the pieces are going to fall into place for you." Lacey stood and started to pace the room. "My parents sent me to a good school I learned quickly that to survive I had to be a bitch. After school I got a job in advertising I loved it. There was no job like it, my parents weren't happy but eventually gave me their blessing. I trained with the best and learned from the best." "Within two years I was heading my own team, a year after that I worked two of the biggest accounts at the company. Now I head the team that runs the whole city. The trouble was I used so much fuel to sore so high and stay there, I knew someday real soon I was going to pay really dear for the privilege. My parents started to see the cracks before I did. I'm still damn good at my job but I need somewhere to hide sometimes." She waved both her arms as she continued to pace the room. "This cabin is my place, the land was easy to buy, but it was going to be the cabin that was the challenge. That's when Daddy suggested you. I didn't believe in love at first sight I thought it was myth, yet you sat me down and when you talked all I wanted to do was close my eyes and shove my hand down my panties as I listened to your voice. I had to leave the first meeting before you see how much I had wet myself and since I had started to smell myself it wouldn't take you long to notice." She stopped and glared at me the same way she had on a few occasions when we were in the middle of an argument. "I hated you for talking about my driving like that; Daddy hates my driving as well, what is it about you men and women drivers? When you sketched the cabin I fell in love with it straight away, Daddy was right about you all along, and then I saw the picture of me, it was me when I was able to be me. I've had that picture framed and gave it to my parents. They love it to." I went to say something. Lacey immediately put her hands over her ears. "No, please let me finish and I promise that apart from sex, I won't ever ask anything of you again." Lacey stopped pacing now and came and joined me on the bed. "I told Daddy that with the blueprint discussions two hours was all I could afford time wise with you, I lied to him. Two hours was the best I could manage before my resolve would have gone and I would have ripped your clothes off. Everyday I went to see the cabin was like a knife in my heart, I loved it so much, but the nearer it came to completion, the nearer I knew I was to losing you. So I started to pick faults with everything trying to slow it down so I could see more of you." "Then came the pissing contest, I knew I had gone too far, I didn't know what to do. You had rigged it so you would never come back, in desperation I went to see Daddy and told him everything. Mommy and I ganged up on him and he told me how to win the contest, but you wouldn't get in the car." She stopped talking, for a moment I was tempted to say something, but as I looked at her I understood she had yet to really say what she needed to say and other than holding her hand I needed to be quiet and let her finish. "I had the best afternoon and evening of my life with you that day, I was drinking because I was nervous, dam' it I'm a grown woman how can I be nervous around a man. I wanted you so much that evening but you wouldn't touch me because I was drinking, I knew from that moment on I was lost." Lacey looked at me, a look of such intensity. "You are the love of my life and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, but there is one more thing you need to know, my name is Lacey Kincaid." So the pieces fell into place at last, Lacey was the boss's daughter. It was my turn to walk around the bedroom now, all Lacey did was sit and wait, she had lifted her legs onto the bed now and wrapped her arms around them so she could rest her chin on her knees, that look of intenseness still there. "But why didn't your Father do the blueprints, I've learned so much from him." "He told me that as my Dad he has the patience of a saint, as a designer he would have wrapped the blueprints around my neck and kicked my sorry ass out of his office. He told me there was only one person in his office that could put up with a selfish bitch like me." I made a motion with my hand that she was to wait there; Lacey nodded and settled her chin on her knees again, as though resigning herself to the inevitable. I went to my office and picked up the only thing that would do, walked back into the cabin and closed the door and did the same to the bedroom door. I said to Lacey. "Stand up and close your eyes," a little confused she did just that. "Now hold out your hands." This she did, and on the third finger of her left hand, I placed a band-aid on her finger. Her eyes shot open when she felt it and I had barely put it on when she let out a scream and hugged me, bouncing around and kissing me, this girl just couldn't make up her mind what to do, so I sat her down again, even then she started to fidget "Ok now you sit and listen to me, I'm marrying you not the boss's daughter. There are no codes of ethics we have broken but I still have to look your father in the eye and tell him you're the only client that I've ever slept with and I'm sure he'll accept my excuse of reasons of insanity." Lacey punched me, smiled and then kissed me. "There is so much I want to do at the moment, I want to go home and tell my parents, I want to stay here and fuck your brains out." I looked at my watch. "I have another idea, come with me." I led her to the porch, sat her on the step still clutching her hand and we both sat and watched the sun set. 'Not bad for the spur of the moment' I thought. Lacey sat transfixed on the setting sun, she gasped when the colors of the hills, tree's and even the grass changed with the fading strength of the sun. Her attention now totally focused on the last rays poking out between the trees down the hill. She hugged my arm, still unable to take her eyes off the scene unfolding in the fields below her for fear of missing even the smallest thing. "That was simply too beautiful for words." She looked just a little sad that the sun had finally gone down now. "Thank you for my cabin and that." She hugged me around the neck and I carried her back up the stairs of the porch and into the cabin, I really don't think it had occurred to her yet that we were both still naked. Lacey was still torn about spending the night, but I persuaded her that we had plenty of time to be in the cabin. We dressed and I drove us back to her parent's home. Lacey slept most of the way. When she showed them the band-aid, her Mom said it so romantic; my boss said that he can see he didn't pay me enough since I couldn't afford a ring. He did give me the next day off to get a real ring. I'm relieved to say work were good about it as well, most were relieved that when the boss retired they wouldn't be out of a job or sucked into a job they hated. Lacey's Cabin The wedding took place six weeks later, and the honeymoon was at the cabin. My boss called me a cheap skate for not taking his daughter on a proper honeymoon. But he knew that we both fought so hard between us to get the cabin just right, and everyday we are there it will always be our honeymoon. Lacey and I have one strict rule that we always keep. The weekends belong to us and no mention of work ever crosses the door of the cabin. It may have started out being Lacey's dream place. However I guess when she started this project she never thought she would end up with a husband to keep her company there as well.