Danny
“Where the hell is the key?” I muttered to myself, doing a circle as if it would magically show up.
The person I’d been emailing with about the place said they would leave it under the mat at the front door.
I’d lifted the mat all the way up, checked the area, and even moved the snow around a bit, feeling around for a piece of cold metal.
But there wasn’t a damn thing other than snow.
My fingers were frozen as I attempted to unzip my bag. Damn, these things were heavy. Who would have thought? Or had I just brought too many?
I paused as I thought about it. With a smile, I answered my inner voice’s question with anah.
I’d shoved my phone somewhere in the bag after I saw it sitting in the console between the front seats, right before I climbed out of the back seat with the last bag of the second andfinal load. At least I’d caught it and hadn’t left it all the way back in the car. Now I just had to find it in the cavernous bag.
I was so cold and out of it that I was only half aware that the front door was swinging in. When I swung my attention up and saw a big, pissed off man filling the doorway who looked like he was about to either bark at me or eat me, I freaked out.
“Oh, shit!” spilled from my mouth.
My feet worked back without my permission, though I couldn’t blame them.
Before I knew it, my legs were going up, my head was going down, and as I was trying to figure out why the world was tilting, my back met the snowy ground, effectively knocking the breath out of me for a moment.
Oh, but that wasn’t the worst part.
As I blinked up at the darkening gray sky and the dusting of snow falling on me, something else filled my vision. I barely had time to register the tip of my purple jelly dildo flying down at my face like a sexy, terrifying missile. It was coming for my eye. I squinted and somehow managed to block it with my hand, effectively saving my eye.
Ha, try explaining that one to the ER staff.
Unfortunately, all I did was spin it around, and I felt the huge set of conjoined balls slap my cheek, sticking slightly for a second thanks to the silicone, before it plopped on the snow beside my ear.
Oh, right. There was a person there. And he saw all of that.
I could play this one of two ways: laugh it off, or get up and pretend like it didn’t even happen.
The image of the strange man’s grumpy face filled my mind. It wasn’t hard to imagine that he wasn’t the type of person who would find humor in this situation. I jumped up, only taking a second to check out the tragic snow angel I’d made and the halo of magnificent fake cocks.
Now, there’s a Christmas card image!
Turning back to the stranger, I saw not a single crack in his armor. Not even a twitch of the corner of his mouth.
Option two it was.
I carefully walked back up the stairs, avoiding eye contact as I picked up my phone, which happened to have landed on the top step. Not that I needed itnow. I brushed the snow away and checked to make sure it wasn’t broken, which it wasn’t.
“It was nice of you to meet me here, but I thought you were going to leave the key under the mat,” I said in a fast ramble.
My head was spinning. I hadn’t expected anyone to be here, and it was making me uneasy.
I wasn’t embarrassed. I didn’t embarrass easily. So that wasn’t it. However, I couldn’t put my finger on what it was that was messing with me.
As I recovered from…the incident, quite a few things dawned on me.
Firstly, this washiscabin he had rented out to me. He likely had no idea that I’d be filming myself getting off.
And secondly, I hadn’t really thought about getting off in someone else’s space. Sure, I knew it wasn’t mine, but I hadn’t delved too deeply into the idea of what that actually meant.
Should I have asked if it would be okay before I forked over two grand? I’d never really given it any kind of thought before.
