The Sartorial Senator by Frank W. Butterfield

Author:Frank W. Butterfield [Butterfield, Frank W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: N04
Published: 2016-08-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

On the way to The Willard

Tuesday, June 1, 1953

Around half past 8 in the evening

Carter and I sat in silence in the cab on the way back to the hotel. After a minute or so, he took my hand in his. I liked that. I always have and always will.

We walked up to the desk and I asked for messages. There were two. One was from Mike. It said, "Coast Guard released the boat. Heading home tomorrow." I whispered, "Ship, not boat." Carter was reading over my shoulder, heard me say that, and chuckled.

The second was from Marnie. It said, "Nothing important. Just checking in. Call Thursday when you can."

I looked around the lobby to see if Andy was nearby. If he was, I couldn't see him.

We went upstairs to our suite. I started to strip as soon as we walked in. "I want a shower."

Carter closed the door and locked it. He asked, "Why?"

I put the messages down on the desk. I looked around the rooms and noticed that the beds in the two bedrooms had all been turned down for the night and the curtains were closed.

"I feel dirty."

"Why?"

I threw my coat across the back of the desk chair and tossed my hat on the desk. I unfastened my cufflinks and laid them on the desk while also kicking off my shoes.

I turned to Carter as I was starting to pull off my tie, "What do you think?"

"I think all that excited you, is what I think. And I think that makes you nervous, son."

I stood there and looked at him, stunned. He was right.

He walked over to me, watching me intently the whole time. He stopped in front of me and pushed my hands away from my tie.

"You spent a long time trying to pretend like you were broke, when you were the wealthiest man in town."

I nodded. I could feel something powerful moving inside of me.

Carter pulled off my tie. He leaned in, reached around me and fastened the small end of my tie to my right hand. As he did, he whispered in my ear, "It makes you nervous to have too much power. Why do you think three of your four lovers have all been so big?"

I couldn't speak.

Still leaning into me, he pulled my left hand and bound it to my right hand with the other end of the tie. He whispered again, "You have to learn to let go of what binds you, Nick."

Once my arms were bound behind me, he stood up and looked down at me, contemplating my state. He began to unbutton my shirt.

"There's something about this town that makes me horny, son."

I nodded. I had to agree.

"We might go somewhere we've never been before. You know that?"

I nodded.

. . .

Later that night, I was resting against his chest. Carter was running his right hand up and down the side of my body. He asked, "How do you feel now?"

I sighed contentedly. "Happy. In love with you." I let that feeling sink in.

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