Hold Tight by Christopher Bram

Author:Christopher Bram [Bram, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-4804-2454-8
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 2013-04-19T22:29:00+00:00

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IT WAS ALMOST NOON THE next day when Anna left her lover’s apartment. She floated down to the street in the lovely oak-paneled elevator, enjoying the respectful smile in the elderly attendant’s eyes. She knew she was glowing; the man had to see her happiness. Down in the lobby, a young man in a rumpled suit and cream fedora looked up from the newspaper he read on the sofa when she walked past. He uncrossed his legs, as though he had to have both feet on the floor when he saw someone so happy and beautiful. Anna enjoyed having men see her like this. When she glanced back from the revolving door out front, the young man quickly looked away, embarrassed to be caught admiring her.

Park Avenue looked richer and less forbidding this morning, now that she had been inside its austere stone walls. The morning was beautiful and Anna decided to cross the city through Central Park. There was still a trace of coolness in the shadows beneath the trees. Her cotton dress felt light and airy against her skin. She had never been so conscious of the naked wholeness beneath her clothes.

It had been wonderful. The late night taxi ride across town, the doorman paying the driver, the enormous rooms upstairs, the new furniture, the wide fragrant bed. Blair had his own apartment. His mother and father lived on another floor in the same building, but they were away for the summer and there had been no fear of unexpected visitors. The help had been given the evening off. There had been strangeness at first, kissing and touching in complete privacy, knowing there was no one around to stop Blair, or Anna, from doing anything. Blair became uncomfortable when she did too much, and he was horrified when she impulsively gave his thing a quick kiss. So she let him lead, and that was fine. He had loved her breasts, gratefully kissing and handling them, and was fascinated by her privates, his fingers constantly combing the hair between her legs even when they were done. She was sorry it had not lasted longer, but it was the doing that was important, not the feeling. Blair looked distressed this morning when he saw the dark-edged spot of blood on the sheet, which surprised Anna. She thought men were supposed to be proud of being the first.

Anna slowly walked through the park among the children, nannies and great black perambulators. She stopped by Bethesda Fountain, set her hands and white purse on the stone balustrade and looked down at the plaza and fountain. She wanted Blair to ask her to be his wife, but she wasn’t going to spoil today’s happiness by thinking too much on that. Out beyond the rainbowed spray of the fountain, a weekday scattering of rowboats milled about on the lake. In one, a young man in shirtsleeves pulled on the oars while an elderly woman sat in the stern holding a white parasol with ruffles.

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