Lapidot (SIN) Dump

HOUSEMATES (part 8)

I got in the car and drove. Honestly, out was the last place I wanted to be. I wanted to be there, with her, not off on my own. I laughed as I wondered where I'd go, what I'd do all day and into the night. The $500 at least was a nice consolation.

I drove aimlessly, totally at a loss. I could go the multiplex and watch movies continuously until it was time to go home (and gorge myself on exorbitant movie-theater concessions). But, thinking more on it, that wasn't something I really wanted to do, and it was important to obey her wishes. And really, in this case, obeying should be very easy and fun.

I found myself coming into the downtown area when my eye caught a sign, and it hit me. Yes!

I pulled into the parking lot of the Sunstone Hotel and walked in, smiling as I moved through the beautiful lobby. I'd always wanted to stay here, but the Sunstone wasn't the kind of place I could typically afford.

They always had available rooms on the weekends. I asked a few questions, and settled on a nice room. I took the key, found the elevators, and walked down the hall to 1433. I slipped the key card into the slot, and walked inside.

I took in the beautiful room for a moment, then walked out to the terrace. From the 14th floor I had a commanding view of the city. I turned and flopped back backwards on the bed, and wiggled. So fucking comfy! I loved my brainstorm already.

So this was my "anything I want" day. And I had a marvelous time doing exactly that, without having to worry about what it cost, or cleaning up, or making the bed, etc. I raided the mini-bar, laughing as I bit into a Milky Way bar that probably cost $8.50. I took a long bubble bath. I napped. Masturbated. Twice. I had room service for lunch. I napped again. I rented movies, even a porno that well, was more ridiculous than erotic, but I didn't care. The day stretched and moved at a gloriously slow pace. I lounged around in the wonderful hotel robe; I was having a marvelous time, with myself, for myself. I thought about nothing except what was going to make me feel the best, next. And then I did it.

I looked at the clock as I was perusing the room service menu for dinner, idly speculating about lobster vs. filet mignon. 5:32. I smiled and sighed, feeling a split in myself. A part of me wanted this day never to end while another part couldn't wait to get home. I settled on the filet, called and ordered My dinner, and slipped back into my clothes, feeling more comfortable and strangely more confident, more good about myself than I'd felt in a long time.

I went down to the lobby shop and picked up Cosmo and Elle and People. I got back, over tipped the waiter when dinner arrived, and savored a wonderful meal, half-reading the magazines, flipping through channels.

It was one of those times when one is stuffed, but just knows that dessert will be no problem. I called room service back and eagerly dove into the hot fudge sundae they brought.

I polished off the sundae, pushed the cart away, and relaxed on the bed a bit longer, surveying the wonderful mess around me, the results of me "anything I want" day. I felt so good, so relaxed.

I watched a bit more TV, and read some more, hitting the mini-bar one last time for a Diet Coke. I glanced over at the clock. It was 9:00PM. I felt ready to leave.

I checked out and walked out into the pleasant night air. Everything felt so perfect. I got back in the car and took the long way home, giving myself the extra time to let everything settle in, to let the way I felt and the memories of this day sink deeply into me.

I pulled into the driveway a little before 10. I walked into the house, full of wonder, of course, but calm, even serene.

Lapis was watching TV in bed when I got home. She called out to me, and I went into her room.

"Did you follow my instructions and have a wonderful fun day for yourself, slut?"

I smiled, and told her yes, and started to tell her about it. She stopped me.

"Shhhhhh, Peri. I don't want to know about it. Whatever you did today, was for you, totally and only for you. I want you to have and hold the memory of today near and dear to your heart. No diluting it by repeating it to me or to anyone else. Today was yours."

She smiled. "And tomorrow, and all the tomorrows after that, are mine."

I tingled and shivered at her words. Her eyes drew me in, yet held me at bay at the same time. I was lost, swimming in the way they sparkled.

Her voice brought me back to the here and now. "Now, I want you to go to bed, and sleep really well. Everything is in readiness; we have a long day tomorrow. I want you here with me in my bed tonight, but for the sake of maximum productivity tomorrow, I want us both as well-rested as possible."

She smiled that captivating smile. I inhaled sharply, smiled, said "yes, Miss, sweet dreams," and left her room, going to mine. I undressed quickly, suddenly exhausted, as if her words had somehow planted that feeling in me, and fell into bed. My mind raced a little, thinking about tomorrow, but I couldn't sustain it and sleep overtook me.