One night stand

Jack

Jack stood in a beige coloured room, his legs in soft gray rug as he stared out the window.

He gazed at the garden with so much interest.

His gaze was trained on the female that stood in the drizzle, her hands spread out and her eyes towards the horizon.

Damn, was she beautiful.

When she turned to look at the window, Jack smiled although she couldn't see him.

In that particular room, the walls were done in such a way that anyone in the room could see this outside but those outside could not see inside.

He took another brief look at the room and sighed.

What he wouldn't give to go outside, take her by the hand and lead her in here.

This room was his playroom, designed by him alone.

It was where he could be free to explore, to take and give to whomever was willing to submit.

It was a big shame that no one had gotten a chance to come in here except fro