24. Chapter 24 - Lochinvar
Ihad drifted off again that mornin’ after havin’ awakened with desire tae go another round with Ash. Then, finished, I had fallen asleep once more, with her comfortable soft breast under m’head.
But now I checked the time and had tae rise.
I kissed her, “Good morn, Mistress Ash.”
“Good morn to you, Lochie, m’laird.”
I climbed from bed. “I am called away.” I pulled my shirt over my head.
“I know, but would you like some eggs first? I can whip them up, a cup of coffee?” She pulled a shirt over her head, givin’ me a long last look at her chest as the fabric came down coverin’ it, and then a shiftin’ of her fine legs as she stepped intae an undergarment and drew it up her legs. Twas difficult tae concentrate watchin’ it go.
I said, “Och nae, I canna bear it, I might cry.”
She grinned. “Because I put on my clothes?”
“Aye, I am at yer mercy, give me a glimpse.”
She lifted her shirt exposing a perfect pale breast.
I smiled and sighed.
She lowered the shirt, hidin’ her breast once more, and I frowned. “Och nae, tis all the light gone from the world.”
She raised it again. I smiled.
She lowered it and I frowned. “I canna bear the loss, I am inconsolable.”
“Lochie, you are exaggerating, but also, that is awesome.”
I pulled my kilt on and belted it, admirin’ her arse as she stood in front of her dresser. “Ye are exquisite, from yer rounded arse and yer?—”
She stepped into a pair of pants and pulled them up, hidin’ the last of her nude form. “Och nae, will I survive it?”
She laughed, her smile was beautiful, the dimple on her cheek meanin’ all was well.
She asked again, “Breakfast?”
I checked m’phone. I was due, but couldna bear tae go. “Aye, I would love some eggs and coffee.”