Page 42 of The Facilitator: Part 3
“I know,” I whispered and sighed at the same time. “I went overboard on the whole thing. It was something that had been denied me all these years, and then when I knew I could have a child, I guess, it not only blew my mind, but I became irrational as well,” I said.
I turned to look at the red hues bouncing off the sea. The silhouette of a boat could be seen on the horizon.
“Child or no child, Mackenzie, we will be okay. Wewere before, and we’ll be after, whatever the outcome,” she said.
I knew she was correct, of course. Our relationship was too strong to be crumbled easily, but I felt incomplete and I knew she did as well.
When we lost the light we headed back inside.
“Remember number two on my list?” Lauren said, raising her eyebrows at me.
“I certainly do. I have plans,” I said, pulling her in to a hug.
She chuckled. “I look forward to it. And I want to know what your number one is.”
I laughed off the question.
That evening we ate in the yard, just a simple steak salad. I’d let Lauren chop the salad, the most she usually did, while I marinated and cooked the meat on the grill.
“Have you added to your list?” I asked her as we ate.
She smirked and winked at me. “I might have. I’m still as horny,” she said.
“I like horny you,” I added.
“I’m not sure I do. It’s rather frustrating.”
I rose from the table. “I might be able to assist with that.”
I walked into the kitchen and picked up a small parcel I’d collected the previous day. I presented it to her and she opened.
“Oh, and it’s remote controlled,” she said, laughing.She unpacked the vibrating egg and gave the remote and instructions to me.
“I can connect this to my phone,” I said. “I will have total control,” I said, lowering my voice.
“I very much like the sound of that,” she added.
I took the egg away and placed it back in the box, she pouted her lips and I laughed. “Tomorrow, when we’re sightseeing,” I said.
Lauren had been asleep an hour when I woke her. The moon was high and we’d left the windows open for a cool breeze to blow in from the sea.
“What’s up?” she asked as I shook her arm.
“Nothing, get up,” I said. I had jeans and T-shirt on.
When she stood, I wrapped a blanket around her. “That will do,” I said, kicking some flip-flops over to her.
“What are we doing?” she asked.
“Number two on your list.” I took her hand and led her from the cottage. She sat in the passenger seat with just the blanket wrapped around her and giggling. I loved that sound, I hadn’t heard it for a little while.
Just a few meters up from the cottage was a parking lot for the beach. It was empty, thankfully. I pulled to the edge and opened the roof. The chill caused her to shiver, more so when she opened the blanket, letting it fall around her shoulders.
I freed my cock from the confines of my jeans and wrapped my hand around it. She watched as I pleasuredmyself. I set my seat back as far as it would go and patted the edge. She climbed over and straddled me.
“It’s a shame you can’t see the sea,” I said.
“Seeing you is better,” she replied, kissing me before lowering herself.
