Heart’s memories
Sammy learns the smallest step in the right direction ends up being the biggest step of her life. Heart’s memories are about to come flooding back. She sits in the bed staring into space. She can feel her inner door slowly opening.
“May we come in?” Charlie looked around the doorframe a bit uncertain.
“Hello cousin,”
“May I enter?”
“I am confused, moments’ ago it was ‘we’ now it’s just you.” Sammy kept her expression bland.
“Okay, it is just me for now,” Charlie pushed the door opened and entered. She carries a sports bag with her, “I thought I bring clothes but you can always say if you prefer hospital fashion.”
“Full of nonsense as usual, cousin.” Sammy smiled softly looking at her cousin who seemed different, more mature. “You seem happy Charlie.”
“I am,” sh
SearchingThe knock was brisk. This startled Sammy who was on her way outside. Curiously she walked closer and opened the door. The delivery man stood in front of her holding a photo. He looked at it then at her and frowned.“Can I help you?”“I am not sure. The photo I have and your image don’t completely match.”Sammy reached out and took hold of it. She smiled and handed it back to him. “It’s me; I just come from a haircut.”“What is your name?”“Shouldn’t you know since you have my photo?”“Hmm,” he stood looking at her.“You know I can also ‘hmm’ ““I am looking for Sammy Hoffman William.”“You found her sir.”“Hmm,” he said again.“You are annoying sir.”“I do get that a lot,” he suddenly grinned.&ld
Heart’s ChoiceSammy looked up when she noticed she was no longer alone. It had taken her a while before she realized she has a couple of body guards who choose to stay in the background but always watchful. At first she wanted to throw a fit but then choose to allow the men to do their jobs as appointed.“Sammy,”The calling of her name from the very familiar voice slowly made her look up."Yvette MacDonald,” she said simply in acknowledge.“Do you mind if I sit down?”“What do you want?”“I am going to sit, this is ridiculous.”Sammy watched the other woman taking the chair. The waiter immediately approached them. Instead she waved the man away since she really doesn’t want to be in her uninvited company too long.Without saying a word she just watched the other woman who ignored the request and called the water closer ordering a glass of red wine and a platter of snacks. The waiter looked at her clearly waiting for her acknowledgment. She slowly nods her head.“How did you know whe
Mixed Emotions“Sammy, I have a list of questions I want honest answers too.” Peter filled their glasses again.“What if I don’t want to answer?”“You don’t have a choice, my wife.” He leaned back in his chair.“I see.” Her quiet response.“What is your eye and hair color? And who give you permission to cut your hair?”“The nerve…but okay, brown eyes and auburn hair. And I was fed up with long hair.” She said glaring at him over the rim of her glass.“I don’t care if you have an attitude but these questions will be answered.”“Next,” she said snappishly.“How old are you now?”“Twenty eight and my birth day are in November.”“What is your favorite color?”“Blue,”“Do you like me?” he asked pointedly.
Tender VictorySammy woke late afternoon. Surprise, she looked around and realized she was still in bed and warmly covered. It was the heat that woke her finally. Stretching she slipped her legs from the bed slowly walking towards the bed where she starts a warm bubble bath. She stripped the wrinkled ocean smelling clothes. Carefully she stepped into the water and dived beneath the bubbles. After a moment she surface wiped the suds from her eyes.Peter who went in search of her found her in the bathroom. He debate before deciding to be bold and brave approaching her. He watched her in the tub, the short hair slicked backwards from her face, her face devoid of any make up as his eyes starts to travel where he knew she would have a fit when she realized just how exposed she was to his heated look.Her gorgeous full breasts slightly covered by the now thinning bath foam, the nipples erect, hard and in serious need of attention. His burning gaze travelled d
Finding each otherPeter and Sammy both realize they are finding themselves within each other. He kissed her fleetingly on the side of her face. The intentions friendly, caring but both felt the fire soaring just a little higher. He boldly adjusts his jeans on top of her wondering if she would allow him to unzip his jeans for a bit of release. He quickly scraps that notion deciding it was his punishment for blinking that first time.Sammy slipped her hands beneath the pillows to hide her clawing fingers from his sight. She definitely was leaking again, and it took all her will power to stay still and allowed him to set the pace.“I tried to ignore my feelings but it just becomes wilder. I needed to hear your voice thinking it would it would ease the fire. It turned out I was lying to me, since then I had not only your image in my mind but your voice echoing in my thoughts. Things turned worse, the erotic thoughts went crazy. I had lovers before yo
Playful interactions “Sammy,” “Hmm,” “What are you going to do this morning? I have noticed the last couple of days you didn’t go to work.” He stood behind her as his fingers sliding down her arm until his own circled around the brush which she released to him. “I should go back to the office, shouldn’t I?” she couldn’t conceal the sudden tension in her voice. “I will play your body guard,” Sammy searched for his eyes within the mirror, finding them dark and serious. She watched his hand reached out and allow his fingers to brush through her curls. Then with smooth gentle strokes he starts brushing her hair. The basic intimacy of his gesture instantly has her weak-kneed. “Are you serious Peter? You are a senior partner in the company.” Sammy watched him intently waiting for his answer, needing to trust him. “Very much Sammy I was stupid once, never again.” His seriousness created goose bumps on her naked arm. His hand was brushing her hair making playful styles. The electrici
Emotional Dilemma “Peter, what are you thinking?” she asked curiously. He looked up startling her with the simmering anger she found in his dark eyes. His gaze wandered over her clearly taking note of her appearance for the day. Her curls make her look very adorable. He frowned when he studied her grey shirt that was button closed beneath her chin. Her grey slacks and practical shoes just as severe unfeminine. “I am ready when you are,” he said simply while finishing his breakfast. “You were serious when you said you are going to work with me?” Sammy asked stunned. “Yes,” short and to the point. “You can’t Peter,” “Yes I can and I am going to. Eat something, as I don’t want you to faint,” “Peter, no.” “Sammy, don’t argue with me,” He stood carried his plate to the dishwasher. Once finished there, he round the counter and kiss her briefly before leaving her alone. She looked at her food having no
Secrets unfold“Who are you, Peter William,” She asked so softly wondering if he heard her.Sammy looked at the giant computer waiting for her to fill it up with information. It was half an hour ago that Peter asked her to capture information into the thing waiting for her. It was rather curious that he asked her or was it his way of letting her briefly into a part of his professional life. Looking around when at first she thought the office was barren, it was just an illusion. Now with the touch of a switch it becomes fully computerized.Reaching for her cup of coffee she sips looking at the stacks of files. Smiling faintly with a thought she always has about herself, she might sometimes looks like a bimbo although of late she has turned herself into a granny look-alike, she was efficient in what she does.Usually it was just David and her but they shared a healthy work competition in their normal work environment that it sometimes s
Kismet…Rings of Truth Sammy opened her eyes. The briefest moment everything was pitch black. It felt like she was in a coiling tumble of deception. Her only decent a downward spiral. She felt trapped in a kind of fantasy but it might be her reality. She blinked her eyes in the hope of finding light. Like magic the darkness was replaced by the enlightening casting of a blazing inferno, flames danced around her, leaving the sense of sexual electricity but in the same time the reality of a real fire. She stood within the circle of her continuous tumbling fall. Fear should be part of her reality since she stood within the embrace of dancing flames. It was like she was fascinated by something the flames were writing for her eyes. The flames formed two circles but for the moment the meaning eluded her. She felt her fingers burning but when she looked it was like she must forget what there should be. Instead a name a name was given to her. “Peter,” with the name come desire, sacrifice. Th
Flight of Fight“Run Sammy!” Peter yelled while he shared punch for punch with a very furious Victor Jensen. It was quickly clear that her presence was a distraction for her husband. Turning she start to run down the length of the beach. Her very actions were over familiar. Like so many months ago she heard the approaching helicopter again.“Sammy, stop,” called the voice from behind her.She stopped a moment to see who was calling behind her. She saw him storming towards her but something about him brought forth a flash of long forgotten memories…She saw herself as a very lonely child, her brother just buried. She blinked her eyes, her memories clouded within the fogginess of darkness. She feels the fingers of fear crawling over her skin.“Sammy, wait for me,” called the voice again.She knew somewhere within herself she should move but it still feels like she was playing in her own movie. The fear was now crawling through her heart, showing her she must hide away.“No, I refuse,” s
UncertaintySammy realized again fear her master of her constant behavior, could it be that it blinded her to something about Victor she apparently has missed but somehow instinctively was already reacting too. Maybe she should ask Peter about her reactions. This was his chosen profession apart from being a business man in their shared company. He must have an insight into her victim’s behavior.Stepping from the shower she wrapped a big fluffy towel around her frame then another around her head. Opening the door leading into the bedroom she found him in another corner going over the files she brought along. He had produce a laptop on which he was typing on seriously until he was aware of her again.“Peter…” she hesitate.He looked up at her his face serious. “Is something wrong?”“I have a question but I am not sure how to phrase it.” She bites her lower lip.“Just ask any way
Rising infernoSammy feels the rising inferno within her heart building. She just stood there but was no longer looking at them. Her mind was like a blaze debating her options as to what she wants to do. She felt like a woman used and discard like yesterdays entertainment section.The moment he convinced her she can trust him this woman obviously showing her claim. While still looking internally wondering if she should attack both and give this strange people entertainment or she simply very carefully closes the door.The words formed in her mind, come to think about it now, did he simply used that incident of the bomb as a way out of their affair? Her brown eyes dark with fury lifted again searching for the man who owned her body and her soul, finding him smiling along with the witch besides him. Earlier his smile with her was intimate telling silently of the passion they shared last night. What did he share with lady lethal?“Well Sammy, what will the path?” she whispered very softl
Flames of Desire“Peter…” she feels the burning flames of desire coursing through her.“Patience, my love we have waited a long time.”His hand moved away from her panty barrier slipping across the curve of her hips moving beneath her back flipping her over while he landed on his back.Sammy moved on top to straddle his waist, grinning down at him. Looking into his eyes she saw an emotion that filled her whole being. Trust versus lust, leaning forward she kissed him gently probing carefully before exploring the depths of his mouth.Peter deepened the kiss while his hands was moving up and down her back letting her know she was the one setting the pace. He felt her body shifting before he caught another one of her surprise breathes.“You certainly are ready for action,” she whispered close to his ear before nipping on his earlobe. She feels his grin against her neck.“Take the j
Counting minutesSammy counted the minutes wondering where Pete went. A thought occur to her making her get up onto the feet. It was suddenly important to her that he not think she was a cowed little girl when trouble strikes. She had seen the type of woman he works with, she discovered a jealous streak.Searching for the object that went through the window she found it partly hidden beneath the corner table. Something was attached to it looking at it while considering if she should touch it. Whatever it was the thing seems all wrong too. At first glance it look like a brick but the more she studied it the material seemed too soft almost like clay. On pure instinct she moved.She took a bee line for the opened door. She practically runs a returning Peter of his feet just as the little bang went off. Together they went tumbling before stopping at last on the last step. She was wrapped tightly in his arms their heart beats irregular. Both heard an engine
Secrets unfold“Who are you, Peter William,” She asked so softly wondering if he heard her.Sammy looked at the giant computer waiting for her to fill it up with information. It was half an hour ago that Peter asked her to capture information into the thing waiting for her. It was rather curious that he asked her or was it his way of letting her briefly into a part of his professional life. Looking around when at first she thought the office was barren, it was just an illusion. Now with the touch of a switch it becomes fully computerized.Reaching for her cup of coffee she sips looking at the stacks of files. Smiling faintly with a thought she always has about herself, she might sometimes looks like a bimbo although of late she has turned herself into a granny look-alike, she was efficient in what she does.Usually it was just David and her but they shared a healthy work competition in their normal work environment that it sometimes s
Emotional Dilemma “Peter, what are you thinking?” she asked curiously. He looked up startling her with the simmering anger she found in his dark eyes. His gaze wandered over her clearly taking note of her appearance for the day. Her curls make her look very adorable. He frowned when he studied her grey shirt that was button closed beneath her chin. Her grey slacks and practical shoes just as severe unfeminine. “I am ready when you are,” he said simply while finishing his breakfast. “You were serious when you said you are going to work with me?” Sammy asked stunned. “Yes,” short and to the point. “You can’t Peter,” “Yes I can and I am going to. Eat something, as I don’t want you to faint,” “Peter, no.” “Sammy, don’t argue with me,” He stood carried his plate to the dishwasher. Once finished there, he round the counter and kiss her briefly before leaving her alone. She looked at her food having no
Playful interactions “Sammy,” “Hmm,” “What are you going to do this morning? I have noticed the last couple of days you didn’t go to work.” He stood behind her as his fingers sliding down her arm until his own circled around the brush which she released to him. “I should go back to the office, shouldn’t I?” she couldn’t conceal the sudden tension in her voice. “I will play your body guard,” Sammy searched for his eyes within the mirror, finding them dark and serious. She watched his hand reached out and allow his fingers to brush through her curls. Then with smooth gentle strokes he starts brushing her hair. The basic intimacy of his gesture instantly has her weak-kneed. “Are you serious Peter? You are a senior partner in the company.” Sammy watched him intently waiting for his answer, needing to trust him. “Very much Sammy I was stupid once, never again.” His seriousness created goose bumps on her naked arm. His hand was brushing her hair making playful styles. The electrici