Girl and Dark Castle – chapter 6

50’s Housewife

They strode quietly down the dark hallway arm in arm. The lights flickered on the walls bathing the walls in a warm gloomy light. Although someone may find this place dark and creepy, she felt at peace.

These rooms, these kinks, she feels like something has been awoken in her. Sir, the Master of the Dark Castle has been a perfect guide. I am a perfect gentlemen. But with the things she saw her body is all worked up. She needs a release. She is not that type of girl who would for all in purpose a stranger take her, but she wants this man to have his way with her.

Those thoughts get her wet. Room after room getting her horny, fuck.

He stops at the next door. This one was a single door. The size of a normal apartment door. Hanging over the peep hole was the number 2C. What kind of room is this? she thought.

Sir reached for the door and turned the handle. The door swung in. This room is a lot smaller than the others. It looked like a single bedroom apartment, but something was off.

The space was not large. It held the kitchen, dining space and living room all in one. It is not a space one would see now or even 40 years ago. One would have to travel back in time further. Back to the 50’s.

The living room was covered with a light colored wood paneling as a wainscoting with a soft cherry chair rail. Above that is yellow and white cross checked wallpaper. The same cherry was used at the seams and as a crown.

Hanging on the wall is a painting of a sailboat on rough seas. Below the painting is a well worn leather yellow sofa. Two wood armchairs sat across from the sofa. The fabric for these is a teal. A small wooden table sat between them. A coffee table sat between the sofa and chairs. A stack of magazines sat on top of it. Under all these beautiful antiques is a large teal carpet. Not a soft looking one, but one that would quickly give someone rug burn. The yellows and teals are a shock to one’s senses. The color palette for these two do not match, but back then it was the style.

As much as the living room had color, the kitchen and dining area had none. The kitchen was black and white. The white cabinets and appliances are the main focal point of the room. There was a metal table in the center of the space with metal frame chairs and black seat. Black and white curtains were drawn and covered the window of the sink. The floor was covered with black and white linoleum checked tiles. This room was bland compared to the living room. Everything but the woman working it humming a soft song.

She was stunning in her classic fifties dress with a petticoat underneath. The main color is a soft coral pink with small black polka dots. The black continued on the hem of the dress, her belt that hugged her waist and the shoulder straps which held the halter and large breasts in place. The dress part flowed as she moved from one section of the kitchen to the other. Her black stocking ran from her mid thigh to her low black heels clicking on the floor. Her blonde hair was held in place by a black headband. Her hair waved as she twirled but not a piece came out of place.

She went to the peg and pulled off her white apron and put it on, clipping the ties closed around her waist.