Breaking Her Own Rules

8

I was wide eyed and bushy tailed the next morning, getting out of bed before Denny even woke. I picked up my bag and quietly went to the bathroom, getting dressed.

I slipped on my jeans and a low v neck T shirt and placed my shoes back on. I felt relieved I packed my joggers, they being my only shoes left now.

I quietly and gently opened the bathroom door and placed my bag back down, looking at Denny.

He was still asleep, on his stomach. His back was bare and I realised I never noticed till now. But Denny was the perfect gentleman. He didn't try to cuddle in to me or grope me or touch me at all. He stayed on his side of the bed and I hoped I stayed on mine.

That mattress is awesome. The best sleep I had in years was on that bed.

I went through my bag for my toothbrush and toothpaste and went back to the bathroom, brushing my teeth.

I leaned down and spat out and as I stood upright again, I saw Denny's reflection in the mirror.

"Morning." I said with a mouthful of toothpaste as I kept scrubbing.

"Hey, I'm not shy, but I would like to go to the toilet." He grinned out.

I paused as I looked at him through the mirror. Why would I care? I gave him a shrug and continued brushing my teeth.

I've had men pee in front of me before. It's no big deal.

I rinsed my toothbrush off and then scrubbed again, not looking in to the mirror before rinsing my mouth out, rinsing my brush off and tapping it in the sink.

I just walked out like Denny wasn't there, peeing, closing the door behind me. "I'll meet you down stairs." I told him as I left the room.

I walked with a slight spring in my step as I went to the hall, being greeted by someone I met yesterday.

We were chatting away, talking about yesterday's activities when I felt a hand on my back. I turned to see who it was when I felt a kiss on my cheek, so near to my lips.

"Good morning." Denny said to me. "I'm starving."

****

The retreat finished after lunch, around one and I stayed by Denny's side as people left, a lot of see you tomorrow's and thanks for another great weekend from a lot of people.

"It was a good weekend." I told Denny after he finished sorting out the bills with Phil.

"So you enjoyed yourself?" Denny asked me as he took me outside.

"In fact, I did. It has been a very long time since I had that much fun."

"Well I'm glad to hear it." Denny boasted as we kept walking.

"Where are we going?" I suddenly asked him, aware of the path we were taking.

"You grumbled about the kids had more fun on Friday. So I thought we shouldn't miss out."

My eyes widened. "Oh, really?" I teased. "What did you have in mind?"

Denny pointed to the stables and we went in, finding someone there, rubbing dowm a horse.

"Hello!" I smiled as I slowly went to one, my hands up and I patted its nose. "Aren't you a magnificent creature?"

"Yeah, she is." Denny said as he came back to me. "Are you ready?"

"Ready for what?" I asked, looking at him.

"To go riding."

"Oh no!" I laughed. "I've never ridden a horse before." I suddenly realised, Denny was serious. "I don't know how to ride!"