"I did not have sexual relations with that woman."
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The first time Don Whittaker heard those infamous words was on January 26th, 1998, when then president Bill Clinton went on national television to deliver his verbal rejection of the notion that a...
First chapter of a double upload (longer chaps again) Coming straight from the drafts cause I'm currently cleaning my whole home after having cat sat for a few weeks I added a lil pic of my own hellspawn down below. Her name is Ella Enjoy, lovelies!
Warning: Explicit Content;)
Carson
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"D-Don-... y-you're gunna get yourself dirty and I still need to shower before din-"
I didn't even make it to the end of that sentence as soon as Don flipped my hand palm up and placed it on his left cheek. "Then I suppose..." he whispered quietly, "... we'll both need a shower first then... won't we?"
My thumb gently brushed against the side of his cheek, leaving a light streak of dirt in its wake. I found myself leaning in, mesmerized by those light eyes as I stole a kiss from him. One that successfully did what I thought couldn't be done once I saw Don in an apron next to Ms. Rosa, and that was make my heart beat even faster.
It was the sound of Ms. Rosa herself however, that forced me to pull away from this handsome man.
"Carson!" She called as she approached us from the barn, having now returned the horses to their stables. "Do you mind getting the turkeys ready for me?" She asked. As soon as I pulled away from Don, I turned to face her with a nod.
"You using the neck?"
"You know it," she smiled at us both as she drew nearer. "And Don, did you mind if I showed Dylan how to defeather them?"
Don shook his head. "Not at all. I'm guessing Carson is going to..."
"Yes," I nodded reassuringly. "Dylan won't be present for the beheading. You have my word."
Don chuckled at that as he nodded.
"Perfect! I'll let him know the good news. We'll wait in the dining room for you, Carson." I nodded her way, watching as the older woman disappeared inside the B&B.
"And I want you," I whispered quietly to Don as my hand return to his face, but this time these dirty fingers rested under his chin. "To go upstairs and start the shower. I'll be there shortly."
The fading light from the setting sun mixed with this man's flushed features made him look even more fucking ethereal. I couldn't resist leaning in for just one more kiss, before I slowly let him go inside, and returned to the two birds we had set against some piled sacks near the shed.
It didn't take long for me to prep the birds for Ms. Rosa. It did however take a little while for me to help with chopping some wood for the fireplace in the dining hall.
By the time I made it upstairs and to Don and I's room, I could already hear the shower going in the bathroom. I first stripped right down to my briefs, placing the hunting clothes in a trash bag as directed by Ms. Rosa, so she could wash them. I then reached for the handle to the bathroom, slowly turning it and walking in.
