Here is the next installment of Hallmark!
– Richard
Arnold turned the Jeep down the alley. “This is the place,” he said.
“Yep. Man, I haven’t seen this place since I was in undergrad.”
“You sure it’s going to be okay? You made it sound like you guys had a fight last time you were here.”
“That was a long time ago. Besides, we’re paying, so we’re playing!”
Julie stepped out of the front door and walked over to them.
“How’re you doing, Chel? Been a while,” she said.
“It has. Pretty good. This is my fiancé, Arnold.”
Arnold pulled a bag out of the trunk, slung it over his shoulder, and held out his hand.
“Nice to meet you,” he said.
Julie shook and looked him over. “You too. You sure you want to spend all night here with this one?”
“I’ve spent every night somewhere with her for the last year or so, hasn’t killed me yet.”
Julie laughed and slapped him on the arm. “Oh, I like this one. He’s funny. I bet you get in a lot of trouble with that mouth.”
“Not too much…” he said, taking half a step back.
“How about you, Julie?” Chelsea asked as she stepped in. “How are you doing?”
“Well enough, I guess. Still getting a couple hundred a month out of this place.”
“Well, here’s ours,” said Chelsea, pulling a stack of twenties out of her pocket and handing them over.
Julie counted them, then nodded. “Looks good. Here’s the key. You two head up and enjoy yourselves. Happy Valentine’s Day!”
“Thanks, Jules. You too!”
Julie walked back to her car on the street and drove off.
“You ready?” Chelsea asked, slinging her own bag.
“Yeah. That was… awkward.”
“Well, you won’t have to talk to her again all weekend. Let’s just go up and have a good time.”
They walked up the stairs, and Chelsea flipped the light on. The stairs came up into a small eat-in kitchen. A basket of snack bags sat on the table, and there was bottled water in the fridge.
“This is nicer than last time, at least…” Chelsea said, walking down the hallway. On one side was a bathroom with a walk in shower, on the other was a bedroom. Inside was a king-sized four-poster bed with mirrors above and on the sides. At the opposite end was a padded cage, big enough for a person, a St. Andrew’s cross, and a horse, all with rings for restraints. A variety of candles sat on shelves against the walls.
“Why don’t you pick out a nice one to light, and then we can start unpacking, babe,” said Chelsea, sitting down on the end of the bed.
Arnold took the tops off a few and sniffed before lighting a sandalwood candle and sitting next to her.
“Did you have fun going shopping for my gift without me?”
“I did. I hope you like it.”
“I’m sure you did fine. Do you want to open mine first?” She opened her bag and pulled a wide, flat, wrapped gift box out of it. He ripped off the paper and opened it.
“Is this a skirt or a belt?” he asked, holding up the very short red pleated cheerleader skirt and top.
“I don’t know, is this a top of a bra?” Chelsea asked, handing him the top that went with it.
He kept digging through the box, pulling out a pair of white knee-high socks and a hair ribbon. “Nice choice!”
“There’s shoes that go with them too, but they’re just in the bottom of my bag. Happy Valentine’s!” she leaned in for a kiss, teasing her tongue lightly against his lips. “Should I get dressed or open mine first?”
“Open it. That way you can put it all on at once.” He pulled a much smaller box out of his bag and passed it to her.
She unwrapped and opened it, grinning wide, “Oooh, this’ll be fun! Maybe we should go out somewhere and try it…” She pulled out a pink C-shaped vibrator. “Did you put the app on your phone yet?”
“I did. Go put it on with your new outfit, and we’ll figure out how to try it out.”
Chelsea giggled, grabbed all the gifts, and ran off to the bathroom. “Be back soon. Check out the furniture and unpack some of the other toys!”
Arnold smiled and walked over to the cross, fiddling with one of the rings a little.
Ready for more Valentine’s Day fun? Come back next weekend!
J R Vincente 