The Betrayal In Mackinac Island

Chapter 13 Susana Epiphany

Chapter 13 Susana Epiphany

Susana Thoughts

I get home from a long day at work. We had a maintenance mishap and I wasn't done with the paperwork until one in the morning. I lay on my sofa thinking I would get some light reading done, but my exhaustion took the best of me. I fall asleep... For some reason I slip to a past memory..

Susana Dream

jerry was drinking and upset that I took his check to pay bills. He started grabbing my wrists forcing me backwards toward the cheap sheetrock walk. I break a hole into the wall as he held me by my neck; He stared deep into my eyes with rage and says in a demonic tone "There is no one is this world that will love you the way I do. Who will want you anyway? You are someone that needs to be taken care of. You have nothing to offer.. You will have to earn the respect you think you deserve and when I am satisfied I will be the judge if you have the right of taking MY money.."

I interrupt replying in a shaken sarcastic tone "I had to pay SOMETHING on the rent.." Before I could finish my sentence he slaps me across my face saying "Next time I will kill you.." That is all I heard because of the ringing in my head.. I think to myself I have had enough, this time I wouldn’t stay around for it.

I decided I would rather be on my own working at the office getting some work done than taking his abuse and dealing with any of the employees. I opened up my briefcase and stuffed the envelopes and paperwork from my day into it. “Here we go, another crazy night” I thought. On the way to my car I stopped at the brick mailbox in front of my house and grabbed out handful of mail. There were the usual bills, junk mail, and a colorful travel magazine.

I jumped in my car throwing the briefcase in the back seat. I turn on my car to warm it up to turn on the heater. As the freezing rain is pelting on my windshield, the sky is dark, and a cold wind blew earnestly through the leafless trees. I hated winter..

Sure some people could sit around a fireplace and have a nice glass of Pinot, or take time off and go lay on a sunny beach. But when you live with a loser that depends on you kind of forces you to work 24/7 like I do, there is little time for anything else.

I drove down the familiar driveway and looking back at his mothers home I thought

“I need to get out of this shithole relationship ASAP” But where would I go? What would I do? I had spent the last 8 years of my life in Ohio with Jerry. Childhood sweethearts - we had met in high school. He was a Senior and I was a freshman. He was my first boyfriend and my first mistake.

But at the time I was so thrilled a Senior wanted to take me on a date. The way my knees melted and the knots in my belly.. The blissful days.. That is until my mother gave him custody of me, so I had to do as I was told. What the hell had my mother been thinking? Years of neglection and other ungodly acts from childhood to years of disappointments combined with Jerrys verbal and physical abuse had led me to this point in my life. Finally filling my cup to overflow, I was seriously ready to make a change.

My office was only five miles away down a two way gravel road and it took me less than ten minutes to drive there. As I pulled into my office parking lot, drops of rain were creating a halo effect around the parking lot lights - making the night even more depressing. Maybe I needed to see a therapist. Everyone I meet I don't feel comfortable with.

I reached into the backseat, picked up my briefcase, and looked over at the mail strewn across the passenger side seat. The cover of the Vacation Magazine displayed a sandy beach with clear blue water. A dirt path ran along the beach and there were colorful vacationers riding bikes along the road. I noticed sailboats in the water and large white birds soaring peacefully in the cloudless sky. I wish. Where the hell was that place?

‘Mackinac Island, Michigan’ it read on the cover. Never heard of it, but I was curious. I opened the cover and was met by a picture of an attractive man standing in front of an old hotel. He was looking back at me with bright blue eyes, his hair was light brown. He wore khaki shorts, a white T shirt, and white Nike running shoes. A gold watch with a leather band finished out his clean look, nice.

I felt a weird sense of déjà vu and kept reading the article. After all, I was in no rush to step outside my car and get rained on. ‘Jay Johnson, entrepreneur and Hotelier’, Interesting. I ran my finger down to the bottom line. “I am always looking for new talent to work with on Mackinac Island” – Jay Johnson, it read.

Wouldn’t that be nice? Just leave, get the hell away from Jerry and all the B.S. in my life. My friends had never understood what I saw in Jerry and now neither could I. After high school he really let himself go. He had been an athlete in school but his heavy drinking and drug abuse, had left him thin and out of shape. Everyone said it made him look like a homeless c***k head and I had to agree.

Jerry was also lazy and abusive. He drank a lot and always smelled like dirty cigarettes. His only redeeming quality was that he could make me laugh, but that never made up for his lack of motivation for the long hall. Unlike me he had no goals in life and was dragging me down. He was going to be a dead end for me. I knew I needed to find somewhere to start over; I just had to get out.

I put the magazine over my head, stepped out into the cold rain and made a run for the front office door. “Damn I left my keys in the car!” I dropped the magazine and ran back to the car to get my keys. When I returned to the office I was completely soaked and freezing. I looked down, but not in time to avoid stepping on that wet magazine. “Mackinac Island? Jay Johnson?” I felt something luring me there.. I thought, “Who knows, maybe it’s the new start I need”.

Opening the door I staggered into my office leaving a trail of wet footsteps on the white carpet.

“Great Job Susana!” I said, Then I plopped down on the oversized chair beside my desk, I was wet and exhausted. Surprisingly I couldn’t get that picture of Jay Johnson out of my mind. I imagined his blue eyes looking out over the ocean, taking in the sailboats in the warm summer sun. I imagined myself beside him, laughing and at peace. ‘You wish”, I thought. I yawned and leaned over resting my head on the arm of the chair, maybe take a minute to rest my eyes. All of this rain has me drained…

Susana Dream In A Dream

I saw my reflection in the tall oval mirror that was hanging on the closed door. Peering into it I thought “Too much time in the sun”, I could see the deep tan lines of my bikini. I couldn’t remember where I had been laying out. “At a beach maybe? What beach had I been to?”

I picked up the silky blue robe that was lying on the floor and wrapped the belt around my waist. I just loved how the silk slid over my skin it gave me a sense of relaxation. Then I opened a big white thick door, and stepped into a room.

The walls were bright and bare white, and there are no paintings or artwork on the walls. On the far wall was a long crème colored couch. I walked over to it and sat down, it felt soft beneath my robe so I slowly slipped it off so I could touch it and lie naked on the couch. It felt very forbidden to feel this heated.

The fabric was delightfully warm against my smooth skin and I stretched out lengthwise. I inhaled the sweet scent of vanilla and sandal wood, it reminded me of a lover from the past or perhaps from the future? There were four large soft tufted pillows and I placed one under my shoulder then gazed at the door totally content. I had no care in the world and that was a marvelous feeling

“Where was I?” I had no idea how I got here but I knew this was where I wanted to be. This is where I felt comfort and appreciation for the person I am. I have not ever felt this feeling before and I am baffled by the rush of love and acceptance I felt transferring to each of my limbs and then to my heart.

The door opened interrupting my thoughts, and a man walked through. He looked strangely familiar, but I couldn’t recall his name. His blue eyes gazed directly into mine and I stared longingly back. I felt an immediate connection to him and a warm wave of desire washed over me. I realized I wasn’t surprised, it was as if I knew he was coming. I was ready and pleased for what he had to bring to this encounter.

I playfully brushed half of my dark brown hair behind my ear and watched him slowly walk toward me. His denim blue jeans fit him nicely with tasteful brown shoes and a brown leather belt to match. He wore a soft white dress shirt with the top 3 buttons loose revealing a gold chain hanging around his neck. A familiar gold and leather watch finished out his look. He was tanned and fit, and I liked him immediately. I was completely nude but I felt comfortable as he took me in with those eyes. A soft buzz in the air enveloped us, then he licked his tongue over his lips as a warm blush ran over my face.

He stepped closer and I smelled his sweet rugged scent. I liked how it filled my nostrils and drove me wild. As I looked up at him he reached over and lightly caressed my inner thigh with two of his fingers. I let out a moan as a spark ran down my leg. He reached around behind me and caressed my back and tenderly ran his hands from my shoulders to my bottom. His touch felt reassuring on my skin and somehow I knew I had wanted him for a long time, although I just knew it was forbidden. He leaned toward me and I pressed my lips to his, then we shared a soft sensual kiss that seemed to last forever, our tongues dancing tenderly, blissfully..

As we kissed I reached out slowly and unbuckled his leather belt, then his pants, and slipped his jeans and blue Dior boxers silently down to the floor. He kissed my ear then traced small kisses down my neck, ‘It tickled!”, so I opened his white cotton shirt and he was standing hot and naked in front of me. ‘ Wow! was he hard!’ I thought with excitement.

I was already warm below with anticipation of what was coming next and I felt good inside and out. I leaned forward, opening my soft red lips, and licking his tip. Before I took him deep into my mouth I twirled my tongue around his head and I heard him let out a small moan. He pulled slowly out and I thought I heard him say ‘Susana, not now’. He pushed me back against the pillows and he warmly kissed my neck again and moved down to my tender breasts.

He kissed lovingly on my n*****s and I felt a pleasant tingle ripple down. ‘This was going to be fun!’ Then with his tongue he circled around my breasts and kissed each n****e again. I could feel his breath against my skin, “I loved it”. With his finger he traced down toward my belly button and around it a few times tickling me, then moving down he slipped his warm tongue into me. I’m sure he sensed now that I was already hot and wet for him. I realized he knew exactly where and how….

I slowly moved my hips and he gave me a soft wet lick a few times and then with his tongue he made a small circle on just the right spot, then lightly pushed his tongue into me and repeated it. I squealed like a school girl, it had been a long time since I had felt this way, I was moaning with pleasure. His tongue danced slowly then faster in me and I jumped and felt him licking deeper inside me. He deftly moved his tongue faster on my spot, then licked quickly side to side and up and down.

I thought “We are sharing something intensely intimate, was this the first time or had there been others?” I close that thought to the pure ecstasy he was giving me right now.

I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. I wrapped my fingers around his head, tightening my grasp. I was about to o****m, but I wanted to share it with him, I thought “I want you inside me, I want to share this bliss with you inside me” I sensed him saying “Not this time, Susana”, then I shuddered with pleasure and orgasmed with his lips still on me. He kissed harder, sucking lightly while I orgasmed and I moaned deeply, enraptured.

He moved up and I kissed his lips, he was smiling at me, I could sense his love for me and I smiled shyly back. I reached down and held him, he was so damn hard it had to hurt, and I wanted him to share in my pleasure. I moved on top of him and I eagerly rode him into me. I knew what I was going to do as he pushed deeper inside me. He reached around and held my ass in his hands, and his tongue licked upwards on my tender n*****s. A warm tickle aroused me even more.

Then the tip of him touched deep inside and I moaned with each stroke. I was panting with pleasure and he pushed harder, spreading my legs wide I felt him push deeper and even harder. “It felt so good, I knew I had craved this feeling for so long! “More.. more Daddy” I thought, “I am loving this feeling!”

Each time he pushed into me I felt a tingle, I was emotionally out of control and I couldn’t stop moaning with pleasure “Ahhhhhhh”, then without thinking I licked his ear and bit it! He yelled out in pleasure! I laughed at him, and he looked into my eyes. I know this sounds weird but It felt as if we were peering into each other’s souls. I knew he had wanted me badly for a long time, and in this moment I was totally his!

As we moved passionately in unison a warmth spread deep inside and felt pressure growing and growing ‘oh God! ’ He slowly withdrew completely then pushed hard and deep back into me. I knew I just wanted to feel him again - deeper inside me, he was still so hot and hard and I was so still so wet for him. I tightened, lightly squeezing him each time he withdrew then stroked me again. I was wet everywhere and I felt him pushing into me again and again…

Then I licked his lips and kissed him hard while we tongued and orgasmed together…..

I heard a door slam! I woke up on the office chair. WTF was that? I thought. Damn! That was soo good… I chuckled. Who, who was that man in my dream? I couldn't remember his face, but I know he was familiar to me..

Change Of Dream Scenery

I am five years old and my mother had just moved to this area. I had no idea where I was but when I turn around to look across the street I see a huge Victorian home and I vaguely remember this location from a long ago memory I had forgotten over the years. I think to myself 'You have been here' Caroline laughs and says 'Um this is before my time honey. Lets go in!'

I start my way up the unstable wooden stairs. I see a hole in one of the steps like someone fell through. I step around and I when I get to the door, my heart starts to beat even faster. How could this house have an affect of me like this?

When I walk in I am about five years old. Caroline says 'I remember seeing this in your memories when I became one with you. Go upstairs, trust me that is where you want to go'

I start up the creaking stairs and I hear voices. When I get to the top step I see Jay as a young boy. He is running through the house laughing and playing. I see a little girl playing with him, but I can't see her face. When I try to get to a position to see her face I am startled to see she has no face. What the?

I jump back and little Jay comes up to me and says "Don't make fun of her she already deals with enough. Come on we are about to start a round of hide and seek."

Susana Wakes Up

I open my eyes and I get a feeling that is so uneasy I get up and start packing my cloths. I think to myself 'I have everything done at work. I can be gone for a couple of days just to figure out what that dream means.'

I keep seeing a flash of Jay and I knew he looked familiar to me, but I have no idea how and where. Now I know or remember him, I just can't put the connection together.

I am done taking a shower and I have all of my things packed and ready to go. I get a text from Jay Johnson 'Good early morning. I don't know if your sleeping but if so have a good day.'

I turn off my phone because the feeling of wanting to call or text almost consumes me. I call for a driver and I am off. Maybe Jay has information about my childhood. Why would I see him as a child in less I knew him? All of these questions flowing through my mind, I don't realise the butterflies floating around my stomach.

The drive to the airport is short and I just got my paycheck so I am good on money. I thought two thousand a week to a bit much, but during mine and Jay's new hire negotiations he insisted on that amount. I respectfully accepted after a few minutes of back and forth. My mind always goes to another place when I am around him which makes it so hard to think straight.

I can't keep thinking about him. I have enough to worry about. Jerry is from New Hampshire, and I pray to God that I don't run into him. I am sure I will figure it out what I can find out when I get to New Hampshire. I just cant rid of the butterflies i feel in my stomach. I know he is something more than what I figured at first, but my experience with disturbed men always lands me in sticky situations. Sometimes I don't even notice the downfall until it is too late.