The beautiful Downshire village of Clerembeax St Giles was situated to the west of Abbeyvale located between Grace Hill and Bushy Down and on the outskirts was the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa and one of the rooms was occupied by John and Christine.
It
was in the early hours of the morning and Christine was laying partially
clothed on the sofa and was snoring loudly as she lay in exactly the same
position as she was when she was left sullied and exhausted the night before.
At
the same time John was sleeping in an arm chair across the room but he awoke to
the sight of Christine wearing a camisole, rucked up around her neck, a petticoat
in a similar style around her waist, one stocking, still attached to her
suspender and the other one around her ankle, and on close inspection of his
own situation he realised he was completely naked.
He
looked around the room and there were numerous items of clothing discarded
hither and thither and several empty wine bottles, which given the
circumstances he found himself in, was of no surprise.
However,
he was surprised to see that the semi naked girl was on the sofa and he was in
an armchair when there was a perfectly good four poster bed that had apparently
gone unused.
But
more amazing than that was the fact that only six months earlier
they
hadn’t even liked each other let alone fancy each other, but the evidence was
plain to see, that things had changed.
After
a few minutes Christine began to stir and emitted several satisfied sighs
before looking over at John and giving him a smile.
Before
she rose from the sofa and walked towards him on unsteady legs as she tottered
her way towards him and giggled.
“Hello
husband” she said and kissed him
“Can
we go to bed now?”
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