September when Mario came for the rent, I met him outside, as Arlene didn't want to look at the man. He was civil and apologetic I wasn't impressed with his behavior letting him know it. While giving him a piece of my mind noticed a large puff of smoke from behind his car and thought it odd he left it running, being so cheap. I figured he did in case a hasty retreat was needed. I was thrown some when Mario got back in and started the car. As he pulled away the car exhausted very little smoke.

Mario was definitely more creepy and upsetting to Arlene than our shack spirit and didn't want to have to even hear the man speak.

Appeasing Arlene I'd find Mario in Windsor before the first Saturdays to pay the rent. He didn't like his buddies seeing me give him cash.

***

The following work week, over a break, Arlene and her seasoned coworkers were trying to help Brittany; Worried that her new relationship was in trouble couldn't keep it together on the floor. The same for most Brittany's first two months were perfect but the last few months they only seem to be arguing. The other ladies kept saying it was normal and would smooth out. Arlene almost agreed but thinking about us had to put out there, all her previous relationships ended from too much arguing, however has yet to have a real argument with me. The ladies warned, arguments will come. The idea of how good things were with us contently replayed in Arlene's mind, all day.

I arrived home to quite the sight that evening, my princess happy to see me, and wanting attention. Standing behind my queen scantily clad and ready for attention. Sheena received a quick petting and let outside. Arlene was treated to more, pleasing petting, right there.

***

Through September we were both becoming comfortable and feeling secure in our relationship. Neither was in a hurry to marry the other and both agreed we'd be willing. With our house savings over $7000 started looking more seriously into it. We started doing open houses meeting the area real-estate agents. Inspecting the places we could never afford would laugh at ourselves after.

My work kept me busy most of August and into September; Most of those long days were helping put offices together, many out of my usual territory. Arlene didn't mind too much, and understood it came with the job. It was the times I ended up in London socializing, then coming home after midnight, that concerned her. She hadn't directly said anything nor asked me to stop.

Discussing it with the work friends Arlene mentioned her biggest concern. Whether my fault or another drivers' she's worried with traveling so much at night, tired and under the influence, there could be a terrible accident. The ladies agreed that is something to be concerned about. They offered the usual advise; talk to him, ask him to cut down or get home earlier. Self aware Arlene inquires if her true feelings should matter or is it selfish; Not wanting lose someone good and be left alone. She brought Tammi and Mary-Lee to tears with the idea. They agreed selfish or not that's how much she loves me and I should understand she's only concerned for my life.

Differing view points don't help short conversations. The next time I knew it would be a late night she simple said, "please try not to be so late I worry about you on the roads at night."

Only hearing something nice I replied, "I'll try. Night driving is better, less traffic." And went on my way.

I did make it home before eleven that night, which she appreciated. I still had the occasional midnight arrival over the first two weeks in October.

One night I arrived home at one thirty in the morning to have our first argument. Well, Arlene yelled - a-lot and I apologized - a-lot. It got worse when she realized I was apologizing but didn't understand she cares so much that she fears losing me. I sadly still didn't get it and began wondering if there was something else going on.

The next day Arlene went to work frustrated the girls knew and talked all day about it.

Upsetting the situation further that day I had to return to the job. As it was a late work day I joined my co-workers for a sit down restaurant meal. I didn't drink and after 8pm we all headed for our homes. Unfortunately for me I was in Kitchener and got turned around trying to get out of the city. When I got onto the highway knew I'd have to stop for gas or not make it home. By the time I made it to the shack it was nearing midnight. Arlene was waiting for me inside.

She was vocally upset , and understandably as I could have at least called. She calmed down some knowing I wasn't just out getting high. Which turned into another concern of hers, she's cleaning up her life and getting healthier and sees me getting higher more often and rarely around. Again I apologize and promise to do better but she's too frustrated for words and goes to bed. Able to relax and be ourselves together is all I really want.

Friday I was destined for London, she said it was fine if I visited friends.

Getting done earlier then expected instead of socializing I picked up a bouquet of flowers and headed home. Hiding the van in the barn sought to truly surprise her. Inside the shack took the petals from a wilting flower and left a simple trail from front door to bedroom. Slipping into my sexiest faux satin boxers waited on the bed with the rest of the bouquet.

As time passed it got colder as we had yet turned on the heater. Unsure how or when she was getting home knew it should be shortly. Rolling under the comforter I warmed up until dozing off.

Figuring I was to be out all night Arlene went to out with the girls. Coming home to a dark shack was annoyed with me and thankful she went out. Entering the shack Arlene turns on the light and is greeted by Sheena. Talking to the dog Arlene pets her a few times before letting Sheena outside.

The dog had disturbed the petal placement on the floor appearing like it just came in on foot. Arlene picked up a few of them to throw out not thinking much about it. Turning on the TV to wait for Sheena and I, Arlene noticed a forth petal causing her to ponder why so many.

Woken by the TV realized I dozed off and it's dark out. Unsure how long Arlene's been there wonder if she saw the trail, or was upset with me still, or let me sleep. Throwing the comforter aside sit-up and locate the flowers. Standing up causes the floor to creak slightly underneath.

The shack so tiny she hears the creak coming from the bedroom and thinks it's the spirit. Her eyes and hearing train on the bedroom doorway, unsure if she wants to actually see the spirit. Exiting the bedroom scantly clad with flowers in hand I scare Arlene into emitting a scream.

Trying not to laugh myself get on one knee handing her the flowers, "I know I scare you so sometimes but would you still be willing to make love to me?"

Amused Arlene smiles, "of course. How long have you been here? Where's your van?" She takes the flowers to smell them.

Relieved she's not mad I get up and grab a jacket to put on, "I got home before four and parked the van to surprise you."

"You did?" Arlene smiles wider at me wearing the old denim jacket and shiny shorts. Now disappointed for going out Arlene leads us back to the bedroom.

***

With weather getting colder and the help of her social circle Arlene bought a small used car. It of course needed repairs eating more of our house funds than expected. She took it harder than I, but we still had six thousand dollars and change.

She had one other request for that month I wasn't thrilled with. Using her disappointment in me, I agreed to go to a Halloween party, a costume party; with an addendum that we go matching in some way. Dreading an idea like Raggidy Ann and Andy was okay when she stated wanting to go as a sexy witch.

Of course I throw something together the day of, while out making service calls. Hitting the second hand shops obtain a brown jumpsuit and a grass skirt.

Back home while she was getting ready I cut the grass skirt in half. Pinning each half of to the bottom of a pant leg. At first Arlene wasn't impressed unsure what I was doing.

Standing beside her whispered in the ear, "I'm your magic broom. Wanna go for a ride?"

Forming a sly grin Arlene now liked the effort and idea. "Later - For sure." As she had spent so much time applying the cheap make-up on her face didn't want to ruin it yet.

The party was fun as a got know the ladies better. Arlene was having a great time, taking pleasure in our couples themed outfits. 'Which' got many laughs and comments. Drinking a bit too much that night I was getting loud and silly. It amused Arlene to see me operating with little control but had to get me out of there before I broke something, else.

At the shack I passed out disappointing Arlene some, as she never got to ride her magic broom. Still awake she sat with Sheena watching TV.

Just after midnight Arlene was caught off guard, as I stepping naked from the bedroom with a warm magical wand for her to use.

A sly smile crossed Arlene's face. "My, my, my. What is this I see before my eye? Something I thought I'd be doing without. Now has me in doubt." Abandoning Sheena, Arlene's ready for some attention.

Removing her costume follows me back into the darkened bedroom.

Met with kisses and caress Arlene feels swept up in the moment. Where ever touched she tingles. Immensely enjoying it she wonders if its just alcohol mixed with good vibes.

As she pulls me towards the bed to get in, I with gentle firmness turn her towards the mattress kissing the back of her neck. Sliding my right hand from her wrist along the arm to her breast. Freeing the left hand ever so lightly glide it down her arm to her swelling peach. When her legs meet mattress she rests both her hands over mine and eases forward resting her torso on the mattress.

As we join Arlene bites her lip as her whole bottom tingles with electric delight. Already feeling as if making love with another Arlene glances back seeing my smiling face.

Gliding the hands to her waist begin working some rhythmic magic on her, softly growling, "stay with me," between deep breathes.

Really into it Arlene's whole body tingles, she clutches the bed as her knees begin buckle. "Oh, faster, oh harder please"

Several minutes of rhythmic action our music begins us to a simultaneous climax. Arlene's legs turn to jelly unsure if she's even on her feet.

Hugging her tight while calming down I whisper, "thank-you."

"Oh, thank you too." She turns separating us to pull me into the bed and rest her legs.

Nestling my head into her bosom I fall asleep. Far from disappointed simply holds her man close and falls asleep too.