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pants. Over the three month period we occasionally went out for coffee after a workout session, but the subject of her cabin in the woods and what we might do there did not come up for further discussion.That's why I was kind of surprised when I opened my mail today. There was a card with a note inside and a map. The note said "Every Good Boy Deserves A Favor" (which also happens to be the title of my favorite 'Moody Blues' album) and it was signed "Your Breathless With Anticipation Aerobics Instructor". The map showed the route to a lake near the city where I live. There were written instructions on the back of the map.
I laughed. She hadn't been kidding. I threw some things into a duffle bag and headed for the lake.
It was a beautiful drive. Early June in our part of the world can either be great or horrible. This had been a great June so far and it promised to be a great weekend to be at the lake. I couldn't have cared less about the weather, though, since I planned on spending most of my time indoors.
I was a little nervous. I hadn't been intimate with a woman other than my wife since 1973 and she was the only one with whom I had ever had sexual intercourse. I may not have been very relatable, but I was definitely monogomous. So, I didn't know how things were going to go, and I really wanted to please Lisa.
Following the instructions on the back of the map, I soon found my way up the long winding drive to the top of the hill overlooking the lake where Lisa's "cabin" was. Some cabin. Three bedrooms, including a master suite with a jacuzzi on a deck overlooking the lake. Big living room with a field stone fire place. Lots of comfortable looking furniture and hardwood floors. Lots of glass facing the lake. Large boathouse with what appears to be living quarters above. Space for two or three boats. One, a large inboard is tied up to the dock.
Lisa came out to meet me when I pulled up to the car port. She looked great in a pair of shorts and a halter top. A five foot nine inch vision of firm, healthy flesh topped with that beautiful brown hair (you can have your blondes -- I'll take brunettes every time).
"You made it! I wasn't sure you'd come."
She ran over to my side of the car and grabbed me in a big hug as soon as I got out.
"Who could resist an invitation like that? Of course I came."
"I'm glad. This has been a long six months for me."
"Oh? Why?"
"While you've been dieting and exercising, I've been completely celibate. I haven't even masturbated."
I was a little startled by this admission, masturbation not usually being a subject I discuss with women.
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