Choosing Her Lover

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‘An Illusion of Happiness’

A Tale of BDSM Erotic Romance

And the Meeting of Strangers

Part Two

An Illusion of Happiness

As I stroll across the sands, a familiar figure jogs towards me, a small dog trotting alongside; a terrier that looks as though it has been assembled from a junkyard of other dogs.

As the runner approaches, he angles my way. Drawing close, he pulls to a stop, huffing.

“Hi, Kirstie,” he says, “I was hoping I’d run into you. How are you?”

His face is severe. Ben is not an unhandsome man, but his natural expression is unsmiling, which detracts from his looks, making him appear austere, perhaps even puritanical.

And is that just an appearance….? Or is that really the man?

“Hi, Ben. I’m good. You?”

“Yeah, I’m great. Mind if we join you for a bit?”

“We?”

He nods down toward his dog. “Scruffy wants to make friends….”

True enough, Scruffy is making moves on my Meg, who rumbling low, curls up a lip, unimpressed by this rag-tag terrier.

“…. and he’s not the only one.”

“I’d love you and Scruffy to join us. I was about to have some coffee actually.” I hold up my flask. “Want a cup?”

“Great idea.”

Sitting on the dune, close to each other, we sip coffee. The wind blowing into our faces sends my hair streaming over my shoulders. It feels very comfortable, very natural.

staring out to sea, not speaking. Then he

simply swaying in towards him. He leans to me, finishing

tastes sweet and warm and affectionate. He tastes of sunshine and fresh air, strawberries, and vanilla. His hand cupping my cheek, his touch is soft, his mouth pressed to mine in a gentle, almost chaste

for a moment, holding my eyes, then he leans into me once more, but this time, his mouth opens over mine, and he pulls me in tightly to him, holding me at

then away out to sea. “I wanted to do that the other night, but I

It’s a long time since anyone kissed me in that way. He doesn’t just want a quick fuck. This

the semi-rotted fish she is holding, letting it fall to

car to smell of that on the way home. “Archie.

stinking thing, then Scruffy joins in the

up. “Scruffy.

persuaded the dogs to play in the water long enough to get rid of the worst of the smell, we are both hot,

the bar further along the beach. “My treat. I

replies, with the kind of smile that suggests that ice cream is just an excuse for hanging around a while

as he smiles, his face transforms. He

change in my

not sure. What

a bitter chocolate and sour

a bit powerful for me.”

Of course you will….

a good man, but I think you’ll always choose

You want something you’re never going to get from

But…. You’re nice….

‘nice’ what I

the beach again, eating cornets,

you do?” he asks. “For a living, I mean?

know it’s one of those dream jobs for a lot of people, but I hated it. I’m starting a new job in a couple of

“Something different?”

different. I’m being taken on as a concierge in one of the office blocks in

certainly a

the one that went

sister-in-law works there. What made you

enjoy doing. I’ll be on their front desk, so I’ll be seeing people all the time. And the company has a good reputation for training, and especially for

sis said something about that

Well, maybe I’ll get to meet