Once upon a time in the land of every day living a woman looked out her window. A car had pulled up in her drive way. Julia didn’t recognize it. She stood up and quickly walked to her full-length mirror. She placed some stray hairs back in place.
She was still in her night-clothes and now she did not have time to change. The door bell rang and she asked, “Who is it”?
On the other side of the door a voice said,” It is me Julia. You had invited me many months ago. Now I am here. May I come in?”
“What is your name sir? I don’t remember inviting anyone here”. she said to the stranger.
“Please let me in. You will recognize me once we begin to speak”. Julia knew that she should not open this door but something internally nudged at her. She slowly opened the door a crack and peeking out she saw a man standing there. Very nice looking. Neatly trimmed beard. Clothes all with matching attire. He took his hat off and nodded at her. With a beautiful smile he said, ” Do you remember now pretty lady? It is I the man in your dreams”.
Julia stood back for a second slowly remembering the many dreams she had. They seemed to go on for ever and ever. Dreams to take her a way to a beautiful sunset near an ocean.
She slowly opened the door and invited him in. He stepped through the door and laid his hat on a nearby chair. She shut the door and showed him to a comfortable chair. The two sat quietly for a moment.
” I have come to take you a way dear lady. I am sorry I have not been here sooner but I have been very busy”, the stranger said. Julia blushed as she realized this man knew all of her inner most desires.
” Are you ready to go? We must leave soon or we will not be able to go today. Please do not worry about packing a bag. I have everything that you will ever need”.
Without hesitation Julia stood up and went towards him holding her hand out. He reached for hers and the house became silent. It was if they were floating in air. Traveling through time she opened her eyes to see them standing on a beautiful white beach.
The grains of sand so fine that her feet felt like they were standing in cotton. Waiting near by were attendants to wait on her every whim. There was a gazebo with colors of the skies. Inside was a sunken couch and a couple of chairs.
A man dressed in only a loin cloth walked towards her. He held out his hand and placed hers in it. Julia turned to thank the stranger but he was gone. She followed the man and he helped her get comfortable on the couch.
Soon others were bringing her cool drinks and food. Grapes and strawberries were among the cheeses that lined the golden plate. One attendant drew a chair up close to her. He sat near her feet and began to take off her slippers.
Julia rested her head back as she felt warm oils being massaged into her tired old feet. She must have fallen asleep because when she awoke she was no longer in her house coat. She was adorned in white and gold.
A flowing white dress with a gold belt. Atop of her head rested a crown made from gold trimmed in white. Strands of gold rested gently around her neck. Her skin shone from oils. No longer were there callousness and wrinkles. Skin so soft and supple.
Another servant came to her and helped her to stand up. He walked her to another section of the beach where a small orchestra was waiting for her. There was a square table with white linen draping it. Sitting on top were two virgin white candles. Their flames softly blowing in the breezes.
The gentlemen began to play music. He took her in his arms and they waltzed. Julia’s head was spinning. She felt like she was in heaven. Never before had she experienced anything like this. Every worry had vanished. Every ache within her body gone. There were no signs of her job as a housekeeper to be found.
The two continued to dance for what seemed hours. Douglass spun her around. The two became as light as air. He bent in and softly kissed her neck and behind her ears. The kiss he placed on her lips sent shivers throughout her body. She leaned into him and his hands felt the dip in her back and he held her close.
When the music ended he led her to the table and helped to seat her. Servants brought pheasant and lamb. The brightest colors adorned their plates as fresh vegetables were being placed next to the meats.
The two ate saying nothing. With eyes only did they speak to each other. From under the table she could feel his feet brushing against her legs. After they finished their meal he led her to another gazebo. This one was entirely black with silver sequins. When the breezed moved it looked like stars were dancing for the two of them.
Inside was one bed. He laid her on it. The orchestra could be heard softly playing in the background. He made love to her like no other had ever done. He found erotic spots that she never knew she had. Her body felt like it was rising above her as he took more and more of her. At the precise moment he put her flaming fires out.
The two rested in each others arms and fell asleep. When she awoke she was in her house coat. She looked down at her feet and her slippers were where they had always been.
She looked around her home. It was dark outside. There were no more servants or white pearls of sand. Silence replaced the softly playing orchestra. Sitting beside her on her tray was the remains of her soup she had been eating.
She had been dreaming again or had she. Her inner spirit felt new again. She carried hope and faith for a new beginning. She got up and peeked out the window but saw nothing. She walked in the bathroom and saw sparkles in her eyes. There were specks of gold hiding in her hair. She moved her hand to her neck where she felt one thin strand of gold.
She smiled to herself. Dream or not it was so real. She walked into her bedroom and got ready for bed. She shut the lights off.
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Wow!!! What a story…a dream…a hope!!!
thanks for enjoying it and letting me know Harold, a dream only………….
A lovely dream.
thanks so glad you liked it Rebecca!!!!
Well Julia have Dreams but nr1 is reality, Then Dreams maby.
so glad you enjoyed this Raoul!!!
Whats a pingback
And read ohrid my friend
thank you so much! Glad you enjoyed it!!! A ping back is when I refer to another person’s blog that has something to say that is similar to my post
Thanks erotik whit a TOUCH of STILE
I gona try this
Greatings from sweden and so far from my
you are very welcome. and hello to Sweden!!!!!
What a lovely story! It’s well-written and was a fun read. Very lovely.
thank you so much for this wonderful comment my friend!!!
Incredible story…incredible writing!
thank you so much! I am so happy that you enjoyed it!!!
Excellent. I enjoyed this.
Terry, would mind a dream like this – every night … It is so beautiful written. Very soft and romantic and erotic – sometimes dreams can make us feel really good – plus I LOVE “Moonlight Serenade” with Gleen Miller and his Orchestra.
Me too!!!! Every night indeed! thank you for the compliment and isn’t Glen Miller so good????
String of pearls … is also one of his .. that I love listen to.
I enjoy it all as you do!
Wonderful, Terry! I really like this fairy tale!
so glad you liked it Debbie!
Beautiful tale, so detailed, I loved every moment 🙂
that makes me feel so good to know you enjoyed it!!! Thanks!
Terry, your imagination rocks!
you make me feel so confident in my writing Diane!