https://www.literotica.com/s/our-dog-found-a-dildo It was about 7pm last Saturday. The whole family just got home from an outdoor music festival. There were some great bands on the bill and my parents got tickets so all of us could go. It was sort of a way to mark the end of the summer, and kind of a welcome for me too. You see I just moved in with my dad, my stepmom, and two stepsisters. I turned 18 last March and I'm starting college in a couple of weeks. 2 It was Dad's idea. They've got a big house with plenty of room, and by living with them I can save (and Dad can also save) a pile of money. My parents got divorced when I was only 2. Dad got remarried pretty soon after. I'd never really lived with Dad full time, just a few visits and a couple of months every summer. My stepmom was cool. I'd been calling her "Mom" for basically all my life. My step sisters were like real sisters to me too. By that I don't mean we were close. Basically it means they loved to torment me. They're twins, Becka and Brynn, three years older than I am. They're living at home while going to school too. 3 It's not really fair to say they torment me. They did, for years, but lately that's been getting better. Today at the festival Becka actually told me it seemed like I was growing up to be pretty cool. And Brynn added "and not bad looking too." I was thinking that maybe living with them while I went to school might turn out alright. 4 So my dad unlocks the door and of course our dog, Sadie, is excited to greet us as we return. At first she just circles around all of our knees, making sure the gang's all here or something, and then she goes and picks up something to show us. She's always trying to give us toys, hoping we'll play with her. I'm not really paying too much attention. 5 Then I heard my mom say to my dad, "Jim, what's that?" 6 We all turned to look where she was pointing, at Sadie. Sadie had something in her mouth that was bigger than her usual chew toys. The first thing I noticed was that it was a bright neon pink color. I saw Becka's mouth fall open and her eyes go wide in surprise and shock. Brynn was about a half second behind her as she brought her hands up to her mouth. 7 I looked again, and said out loud what was by then pretty obvious to everyone. "Kinda looks like a dildo to me." 8 "Well..." my dad said. "Yes it does." Dad looked kind of amused. I could tell he was trying to be matter of fact, but he couldn't help but let the hint of a smirk cross his face. 9 Mom reacted first. "Oh My Gawd!...Where did she get THAT?...That certainly isn't MINE!" 10 So we all turned to my sisters. 11 "What?!...well it's not MINE!" said Becka 12 "Or mine!" said Brynn. 13 Then they all turned to look at me. "For fuck sake that pink monstrosity ain't MINE!" 14 I don't think they suspected me of being gay. More like they figured I was just the kind of guy who might have a dildo around, as something that could come in handy for a joke or something. They weren't exactly wrong about that. But the dildo had been a complete surprise. 15 Then everyone turned toward Dad. But nobody accused him. He didn't say anything. He just gave us a look. Everybody was pretty sure it didn't belong to Dad. 16 After a brief, awkward silence, Dad said, "Well if nobody wants to claim it, I guess nobody will mind if I get rid of it." He started to move toward Sadie. 17 I moved quickly to cut him off. "Awww, do we have to do that? Look, she likes it." I heard my sisters snickering as I tried, then eventually got her to release the sex toy into my hand. I held it gingerly between my thumb and middle finger, at the "balls" end. Then holding it out in front of Sadie, I led her over toward my sisters. "C'mon girl, who does it smell like?" 18 "Oooooh! Gross! That's disgusting!" Brynn and Becka squealed. 19 "Tom!" Mom scolded. 20 "Tom, is that really necessary?" Dad weighed in too, flatly. But I think he was at least a little bit amused. 21 I held the dildo up at eye level where all could see, and inspected it more closely. "Hmmm. All chewed up. Bitch gonna have to work on her technique." That got a quick chuckle out of him. 22 Then he caught himself and got all dad-like again. "OK. That's enough. Garbage. Now." 23 I'd had my fun. Dutifully, I walked over to the kitchen sink and tossed the chewed-up pink dildo into the garbage can underneath. "You know where to find it if you need it later," I said toward my sisters. They gave me a disgusted look in return. 24 "Tom, please!" Mom said. 25 "OK. I'm done." 26 "I hope so." 27 Truthfully, even though I'd been using the opportunity to tease my sisters, I had no more reason to think it might belong to one of them than it did to think it might be my mom's. As I pondered, I even thought it was maybe a little more likely to be Mom's, if on account of the size, if nothing else and also, maybe just on account of my sisters being younger. They weren't exactly sheltered, but probably less worldly than Mom. 28 Not that I'm some big expert. I'm still only 18. I'm not a virgin, but I've only been with one girl. Pretty much everything I knew about sex toys was whatever I'd seen in porn. But that didn't stop me from spouting off. Spouting off is kind of my thing. 29 With the dildo safely disposed of, now we were faced with the fallout from the discovery. The mood was...awkward. Clearly the dildo was still on everyone's mind. Dad and I looked at each other. I'd gotten my jokes in and Dad clearly was feeling like it wasn't his place to say anything. I noticed, and I'm pretty sure he noticed too, that Mom and the girls weren't even making eye contact with us or one another. 30 Eventually, Mom said. "OK. I'll get to the bottom of this." Clearly, she had no idea what she'd said. 31 "Oh my God." I laughed. Then Dad and the girls laughed too. Then Mom got it. But she did not smile. 32 "Girls. Upstairs." She gestured with her head. Brynn and Becka started toward the stairs, and then Mom followed them up. 33 It was just Dad and I alone in the family room. 34 "I think I'll see if there's a game on," he said. 35 "Good idea," I replied. 36 He sat in his chair and grabbed the remote. I took up my usual game watching position on the couch. He found one and we watched, mostly in silence. Sometimes we even almost forgot about "the dildo incident" and the women upstairs. 37 I don't think I mentioned yet that my sisters are fairly hot. They're not supermodel quality or anything like that, but they're definitely attractive. If I'm being honest, probably more attractive than my high school girlfriend. They're not identical twins, but they look enough alike that a lot of people think they are. They're both skinny, fairly petite, with a pretty face, dark blonde hair, smallish tits, and absolutely killer asses. They don't smile at me or give me any reason to lech after them, but there have definitely been times when a glimpse of that ass in shorts or jeans has put a tickle in my pickle. 38 My mom (stepmom) is kind of an older version of the same, except she's definitely curvier (but still very fit). I think she's 44, although she's always been a little mysterious about her age. She and my dad have been married for 16 years now. They actually knew each other before they were married to their exes. For both of them, the first marriage was over pretty quick when kids were still little. Then they got back with each other and have been together ever since. My dad's 45. He keeps in shape. People say they're a good-looking couple. 39 They're pretty cool as parents, overall, always there for us kids when we need them, but not hovering, not always in our business. They've got their friends and their lives and we've got ours. As I said, our house is pretty big. It's five bedrooms, so even with me there now, the girls each have their own room and my parents have one with a spare guest room fo when someone visits. Everyone has privacy. 40 Earlier that day, at the festival, my Mom and sisters all took some weed gummies. They're cool about that too, but still all legal and responsible. It's not legal in our state unless you're 21, so I didn't get one. Dad abstained because he was driving. But the girls were loose, really feeling the sun and the music. Everyone was having fun. Me too. 41 As the game was winding down I looked over at Dad. "They've kind of been up there a long time." 42 "Yeah..." he replied. He didn't say more. But he had a look in his eye that told me he was thinking. 43 "Do you think we should check on them, or something?" 44 "In a minute." 45 It was probably only two minutes later that I heard Mom's voice calling from upstairs. "Jim, could you and Tom come up here?" 46 He looked over at me and raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, sure. Be right up." 47 I really had no idea what to expect, but when I walked into their bedroom I was surprised to see that all three of them were wearing their bathrobes, and their hair was a little disheveled. They had extra color in their cheeks and looked relaxed and happy. If I didn't know better I would have guessed that all three had just been fucked. 48 "Have a seat, boys," Mom said. My sisters were already sitting on the big, king-sized bed. Mom sat on a little stool she had in front of her vanity. Dad sat in a chair they had. I sat on top of a chest that was up against the wall. "The girls and I have been talking..." 49 I notice my sisters suppressing a giggle. 50 "We had a lot to talk about." 51 I asked, "did you figure out whose..." 52 Mom cut me off. "No. That's not important. But that...toy...did get us talking about penises, and...sizes...and..." She paused for a moment, trying to gather herself to say something, and then she found her strength, relaxed, and just let it flow. "Jim, I happened to let slip that yours is bigger than that toy." The girls giggled, but Mom ignored them and continued. "Also that real ones are much warmer, with soft skin, and feel much nicer than silicone, even with lube. Also, with a toy you don't get the thrill or the feeling of making it cum." 53 You could say she had my full attention. I'd never known her to be a prude. We were, I thought, fairly open about sex, but never explicit like this. My sisters were smiling as they listened to her. My dad was starting to smile too. 54 She continued. "Then the girls started asking all kinds of questions. I told them some stuff and as we kept talking we were all starting to get pretty worked up and well...we ended up masturbating together." 55 Holy shit! I knew what I'd heard but I could hardly believe it. Of course I started to conjure up pictures in my head of the three of them, right there in this same room, only a short time ago. Holy shit! 56 "It was good, wasn't it girls? It was nice. It was really fun. We all agreed it's much better to be open about these things. Becka talked about some of the things she's done with her boyfriends, and Brynn talked about some of the things she's done with Rick. They're not virgins, but they've never really talked about sex openly with those boys, about what they like and what boys like, and it was just so great to be all out in the open about everything. I think we all feel like it's really made us closer. And Jim, I hope you're not mad, but I'm afraid I may have also told them our biggest secret." 57 I looked over at Dad. His eyes were definitely getting big. Becka and Brynn were locked in too, even though they presumably knew what she was about to say. 58 Mom looked at me, since I guess I was the only one who didn't know. "Tom, your dad and I are in the lifestyle. We're swingers." 59 My heart was beating strong. I could feel it in my chest. This was big. And this was a total surprise. For fuck sake she just told me that they all just got off together, and now this! 60 "You never wondered about the pineapples?" 61 As she said it I guess I had heard something about that, but I never really gave it any thought or put it together. I figured she just liked fresh pineapple and pineapple decorations. 62 "There's more Tom. Girls too, as long as everything's out in the open. It's not how we first met, but when your father and I were together the first time, before our first marriages, we also performed together a few times for a very small crowd in live sex shows. Our spouses found out about that past, and that's basically what led to our getting divorced from them, and then getting back together. We haven't done any live shows since you kids came along, but we are in the lifestyle. You know when we go over to the Johnsons' once a month to play cards? Well we're not really playing cards." 63 I was shocked, of course, and still processing all I'd heard. "Dad, is this true?" 64 "Yes, Tom, it's true. We barely drink. We don't gamble or do illegal drugs. We don't ski or have expensive hobbies. But we do have sex. We really, really like sex. And it's fun to have sex with different people." 65 Brynn spoke up. I guess maybe that last part was new to her too. "So the Johnsons too? Who else? Anybody else that we know?" I remembered Brynn and Becka were friends with a Rachel Johnson. I'd seen her over at the house back when we were in high school. 66 "Yes. They even let Rachel play with us last month." Mom closed her eyes to focus on the memory. She breathed deeply. "It was so fucking hot! Wasn't it Jim?" 67 "Yes it was." Dad had a smile too, remembering. I now saw the tent in Dad's pants. I'm sure the girls had seen it too. "She was the center of attention. It seemed like she had a great time." 68 Needless to say, my pants were tenting up pretty well too. My cock was really feeling constrained. I thought I noticed Brynn and Becka squirming. 69 Mom continued. "So after the girls and I got off together, we all agree that it doesn't make any sense to use a dildo when we have two..." She looked at me. Brynn and Becka also looked at me. "Two of the real thing right here close by." 70 Dad added, "and always ready." 71 "Yes, Jim. I know you're always ready." She smiled at him. 72 The tension in the room, especially with me and the girls, was unbelievable! 73 "So Jim, what do you say we show the kids how we like to play?" 74 Dad had a cheshire cat grin now. "Should I get some condoms?" 75 "No need. We're all on the pill here." Mom stood and shucked off her robe, tossing it in a corner. She was absolutely naked underneath. With nice, full tits, huge, stiff nipples, and a sexy, confident swagger, she walked over in front of Dad, who stood to meet her. They kissed, turned to position themselves so both the girls and I could see. My naked mother dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt. 76 He peeled off his shirt while she let his pants drop to the floor. His boxers were stretched tight in front of him and as she pulled them down his cock sprang up above her head. I was not surprised his cock was big, but I gotta admit I was impressed. It was both long and thick. I've seen bigger in porn, but he definitely would not have been out of place there. I could see how he at least had the equipment to do live shows. The girls' eyes were glued to it, totally focused in. 77 She helped him step out of them and then, as she sat slowly back up, she rubbed her face sensuously along his thigh, up until her hair was touching his cock, then she tilted her head up slowly so the shaft of his cock was against her forehead. She stuck out her tongue to lick his balls, and followed the path straight up the middle as his cock touched the bridge of her nose, then her lips. Her tongue followed behind going up the center until only the tip of her tongue touched the tip of his cock, where a drop of precum as forming. She caught the drop on her tongue and drew back, a thin strand connecting them in the air until it broke. 78 Then she took him all the way in, straight into her throat, amazingly without gagging, until her chin was up against his balls. Slowly, she drew back with her lips latched tightly around, sucking him all the way, until he was out again. 79 "Kids, you might want to get comfortable." She looked at me. "Tom, wouldn't you like to be more comfortable?" Her voice was sultry, smooth, like I'd never heard her before. 80 My sisters weighed in. 81 "Yeah, Tommy. Show us." 82 "Let's see it. Let's see what you got." 83 "I will if you will." 84 The girls both looked at each other, shrugged, and let the top halves of their robes fall to the bed. Their tits were small, but really cute, with puffy nipples. The robes were still gathered around their hips, but open in front. Their legs were drawn up. I thought could see pussy lips. I didn't have a great view, but I also thought it looked like they might be glistening. Why wouldn't they be wet? They'd already got off. I hadn't. I was rock hard. 85 Dad was appreciating the view too. Like I said, these were beautiful girls. They'd done their part. Now I had to do mine. I stood, tore off my shirt, and quickly dropped my pants. Surprise! I wasn't wearing underwear. I like the feeling of going commando. Of course everyone was looking at me, comparing. 86 Mom spoke first. "Well aren't we the lucky girls?!" 87 "Yeah, Tommy. I never would have guessed." 88 "Nice one, Baby Bro. I'm impressed." 89 I don't know if I was as big as Dad, but clearly I was at least pretty close. I sat back down, but stretched my legs out and leaned back to grab my cock and give myself a little relief as I watched the action. And if the girls wanted to look at my cock, I wanted to make sure to give them something to look at. They each dropped one hand to their pussies and teased their nipples with the other. Mostly they were watching Mom blow Dad, but occasionally they'd glance over at me too. 90 Mom also looked really turned on. She had one hand between her legs while she blew him. Her movements were so smooth, so sensuous. Dad kept his focus on her, with a look of total appreciation. 91 "Yeah baby that's good. Mmmmmm. Just how I like it." He encouraged her like that, in a low voice we almost couldn't hear. 92 She didn't blow him for a super long time. She pulled off. "Sorry baby, I need this." She got up and moved over to sit down on the edge of the big bed, up toward the head. The girls scooted down toward the foot of the bed. I got up to stand behind the girls so I could see better. Mom spread her legs wide, and Dad stepped up to shove his long, fat cock inside her. 93 "Hey! Careful!" Becka looked over her shoulder as my cockhead inadvertently touched the back of her upper arm when I leaned in to get a better view. 94 "Sorry." I said. I was not sorry. I guess my cock was just too long. I backed away a half step. 95 Mom ignored our little outburst as she and Dad continued their demonstration. "Now you see, girls, this is what I was talking about. You can play with yourself while you're getting fucked. The guy won't mind, especially if it makes you cum harder all over his cock." 96 My dad's cock slid in and out of her, and it was clear she was stretched tight. Her inner lips grabbed him as he slid out as if they didn't want to let him go. His cock was shiny with her juices. He was standing off just a little to make it easier for us to see. Lucky his dick was long enough he could get away with it. 97 "This is way better than a dildo. Between your hand on your clit, and his cock inside you, it's the best of both worlds." Mom was clearly feeling it now, falling into getting fucked. "Or if you like, the guy can put his hand on your clit, or on your tits, or on your throat. Do whatever feels best. Switch it up." 98 Dad continued with the demo for awhile and then he stopped worrying about what we could see and just moved in to fuck her harder and deeper. He bent over and talked low to her, so low we couldn't really hear. He put his hand back around her throat. All us kids were playing with ourselves as we watched our parents fuck. It was clear they really knew each other's rhythms. They really knew what they were doing. They really loved to fuck. 99 "Don't cum yet, Jim," she said, and then Mom let herself go. She doubled down on her clit with her finger, strumming furiously as she peaked, and screamed out in release. It was intensely hot and I could feel myself wanting to cum too, but I also told myself it would be better if I could hold off cuz, to be honest, I was not quite sure where this evening was going to go, and I wanted to be ready. So I stopped jerking and just kind of edged myself as my mom came down from her orgasm. 100 Chapter 0.2 "Jim, let's do our special ending." 102 My dad had stayed inside her while she came, but now he pulled out and stepped back. She dropped her ass down off the bed until her tits were right about at edge height. She leaned back and squeezed them together. Dad stepped forward, spread his legs a little, and slid his cock in between her soft, round globes. Then he started sliding it back and forth, fucking her tits as she used her hands to squeeze them together and twiddle her nipples. 103 "C'mon baby, you know I want it." She was staring straight into his eyes. She licked her lips. She bit her bottom lip, encouraging him with every move. Then she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to give him a target. 104 Suddenly I could hear Dad breathing hard as he busted his nut and a thick stream of cum jetted out straight into her mouth. Three, four, five, at least six more follow the first and she took it all. A little missed and got her upper lip. Some fell onto her tongue. When he was close to done, she leaned her head forward and latched on, sucking and swallowing. 105 Dad pulled back, and she grabbed his cock with her hand to milk out a little more, which fell onto her outstretched tongue. She smiled at him. 106 "Good one, baby. Thank you. You taste so good." 107 Dad pulled back again, farther this time, looking pretty satisfied. There was still a little cum on Mom's upper lip and chin, and she pushed a little more out with her tongue. 108 "Do you girls want a taste?" She scooped some up with her finger and offered it to Becka, who was closest. Becka leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Mom's finger. Becka was clearly trying to savor it as Mom gathered and scooped another one and offered it to Brynn, who did the same. 109 "Mmmmmm" I heard both girls showing their appreciation and enjoyment. 110 Mom spoke to the girls. "I love cum. It's a bit of an acquired taste, but once you acquire it, you want to taste all you can get." Mom sat up and looked straight at me. "What about you, Tom? Have you got anything I can taste? Something you want to give me? It'll take your dad a little time to recover now that he's older, but a young guy like you...?" 111 I wondered if something like this was gonna happen. I hoped something like this was gonna happen. Everyone shifted around as Mom sat me on the edge of the bed, spread my knees, and knelt down in between them. She took ahold of my cock and rolled it between her hands as she stared straight into my eyes. I saw lust there, bottomless lust. 112 "You girls might want to take notes," Dad said. "Believe me I know. Your mother is VERY good at this." 113 The girls shifted around to get a good view, taking up positions laying down on either side of me, their faces propped up on one arm only about a foot away from my achingly hard cock stretched and shiny like it was about to burst. 114 "It's OK if you don't last too long, Tom," she said. "I know you'll be ready for round two in no time. Just relax and let it happen." 115 Oh my God. There's going to be a round two! I wasn't sure what that meant, but I was pretty confident it was going to be good too. 116 Mom started blowing me. She was phenomenal. 117 I heard my dad say, "Babe I love to watch you suck cock." Then, "how you doin, Tom?" 118 "Ooohhhh" I just groaned. I couldn't say anything more intelligible than that, but that said it all. 119 I don't know how the fuck she did it but she was using her tongue, her hands, her fingers, her lips, suction, different kinds of rubbing, touching my balls, and all of it in differing combinations. I didn't know what was coming next or where it was coming from or how. I only knew it felt fucking fantastic! I'm pretty sure I only lasted about two minutes until my fucking soul got sucked out of my cock and into her mouth. 120 I just felt myself cumming and cumming and cumming. I had to close my eyes, and when I opened them and looked down all I could see was her sucking and swallowing, taking it all. She stayed with me for a LONG time, until she was sure she got it all, every last drop. 121 "Now swallow!" Becka cheered. 122 "Way to go, Mom!" Brynn added when she saw her throat make the motions while her cheeks hollowed out. 123 "Mmmmmm," Mom said when she finally pulled off me. "Sorry to be greedy girls, but I needed that." She looked satisfied. "Thank you, Tom." 124 "Oh my god, thank you, Mom!" I croaked. "That was fucking amazing. That was so fucking good! That was the best!" 125 "You're welcome. Don't worry. We can do that again. Lots more times." 126 Hearing that, despite having just cum as hard as I'd ever cum before, I felt blood starting to rush back to my cock. I hadn't gotten soft, but I'd lost a little of it. Now I felt it coming back. 127 Dad was standing a few steps back, and the girls looked over at him. His cock was fully hard again. I could see the hunger in their eyes. I'd finally gotten my relief. They were still waiting for theirs. 128 "Is it our turn yet, Mommy?" 129 "Yeah. We want some cock too." 130 "What do you think, Jim?" 131 "I think we can take care of both of them. Can't we, Tom?" He looked at me. He was confident. He had faith in me. And I was feeling like a chip off the old block. 132 "Yes sir, we can." 133 "But who gets Daddy?" Becka asked. 134 It didn't hurt my feelings too much that they both wanted him. I get it. But I was also determined that whichever one got me was not going to be disappointed. 135 "Becka. Becka's older." Mom said. 136 "By nine minutes!" Brynn protested. Then she looked at me. "Sorry Tom." 137 I just looked her straight in the eye. "Don't worry. I got this." And that seemed to be enough for her. My confidence wasn't just an act. I knew how incredibly hot this situation was, how amped I was, and that it would only take me a second, and then she was about to get FUCKED. 138 "OK." It sounded almost sweet, the way she said that in her little voice. 139 Mom chimed in. "Like I said, it's great we have two big cocks now. Let's do this side-by-side. Does that sound OK to you, girls?" 140 "Mmmm hmmm. That sounds great." They looked at each other, scooted over, asses to the edge of the bed, as Mom had done, and laid back. Then they held each other's hand and pulled back their legs. 141 Now that was a fucking amazing sight. My beautiful twin sisters, spread eagled and smiling, holding hands, eagerly waiting for cock. Dad and I stepped up to the plate, and drove it home. 142 I don't know what I expected, but almost nothing could have prepared my for the feeling of Brynn's sweet pussy, hugging my dick with every inch I pushed in. She was tight, and it was good. So goddamn good. Clamping down, squeezing me. And she looked like she was enjoying it as much as I was. Her face made the funniest expressions. So cute! Absolutely adorable. I started to fuck her, and she brought her other hand down to play with her clit while I did so. 143 I glanced over at Becka. She seemed to be getting into it the same way Brynn was. Dad was slow stroking her while standing right next to me. I heard him say,"You know, Tina, these girls are gonna be good with this. They've got a lot of their mother in them." 144 "Looks to me like they've got a lot of you in them too, you and your son." 145 We all laughed at that one. I'm a firm believer that laughing and fucking go great together. Dad and I had both already cum, so we were having no problem with the pace. I loved watching and feeling my cock sliding into her. She fingered her clit while I played with her breasts. Then I put one hand around her throat, as I had seen Dad do with Mom. Just a gentle squeeze and I felt Brynn thrill to it before she lost control. The girls came about twenty seconds apart. Brynn was first. 146 Mom saw we were still hard. "OK girls, now flip over. Let's see how you like it from behind. Don't worry. You can still touch yourselves that way too." 147 So the girls turned over. I missed seeing their happy faces, but damn, those cute asses kind of made up for it. 148 "Now no butt stuff. It's too soon for that." Mom needn't have worried on my account. I don't know about Dad, but I was more than happy with pounding Brynn's sweet pussy from another angle. 149 "Switch?" Becka asked her sister. 150 "Nah. I'm good," replied Brynn, in that moment becoming my favorite sister. 151 Dad and I lined up, and went for two. I really liked grabbing her hips from this angle. We got into a pretty good rhythm. 152 "Tom. Pull her hair," Mom coached. So I did. She knew what she was doing cuz that got a response. Brynn started making these noises, and her breathing got ragged. I held on and pounded as deep as I could until I heard her cry out, and felt her shudder. That was enough to send me over the edge too and I unloaded deep inside her. She started moaning. Or maybe it was me. Fuck I'm not sure. It felt fucking fantastic! I saw her hand. She still had ahold of Becka. Both their hands were turning white and red from gripping so tight. 153 Dad pulled out of Becka and sent a big white stream up her back. A couple more jets followed. 154 "Sorry, Beck," he said. "That was for your mom. I thought she might like to see it." 155 "Oh you know me too well, Baby," Mom said. And then she bent over and started licking Dad's cum off Becka's back. 156 After it was all over we all laid naked on Mom and Dad's big bed and laughed about what we'd just done. It was crazy. It was so wild. 157 "Well, when this day started I never would have dreamed this is how it would end up," I said. Everybody laughed some more. 158 "I'm glad we did it," Mom said. "I'm so tired of always trying to act so normal and boring all the time around you kids. It's just sex, and sex is fun! You gotta let it out. Let your freak flag fly!" We laughed at that one too. 159 I think that kind of summed up how we all felt. It's great to have everything out in the open now. I can just ask Mom or one of my sisters if they want to fuck, any time day or night, just walk right up and ask them, and either she'll say yes, or else I'll ask another one. Pretty much all the time, at least one of them is gonna say yes. 160 Sometimes they ask me. I always say yes. I was even late to orientation at school because I was busy eating Becka's pussy. I love it. I'll even eat pussy with no payback, no return blowjob. I guess I'm just a natural born horndog. It's OK. When I give, I know I'm gonna get mine pretty soon from someone. 161 It's been almost a week since last Saturday night and so far my Dad is walking around just about the happiest son of a bitch you've ever seen. You can't seem to wipe the smile off his face. Tomorrow, for our one week anniversary, he and I are going to spit-roast Mom. We're not sure if the girls are quite ready for that yet, but they for sure want to at least watch. Maybe they'll want to try it too. 162 In two weeks we're all--all of us--planning on going over to the Johnsons'. 163 We never did find out who that dildo belonged to. 164 https://www.literotica.com/s/a-place-for-secrets As the crowd slowly assembled and settled into their places, Summer busily scanned the room for Mark. If there was one person Summer positively knew would be there for her parents' Celebration of Life, it was Mark. 166 "Uncle Mark!" Summer rushed over to give him a hug as soon as she saw him entering the hall. "I'm so glad you could make it!" 167 "Summer!" Mark returned the hug. "You know I couldn't miss this." They each held on a little tighter, and a little longer than they did with any of the others, who didn't quite share the depth of their grief. 168 At first Mark barely recognized her. This wasn't Summer the little tomboy of his memory, or Summer the gangly, awkward teen, this was Summer the polished, put-together young woman. 169 "I'm sorry you had to cut your trip short." 170 "It doesn't matter. I couldn't live with myself if I wasn't here, and your parents would never forgive me if I didn't check in on you. I'm just sorry I couldn't help with the arrangements. How are you doing? This is such a horrible shock. Are you OK?" 171 "I'm a wreck, but I'm OK. Come. You're at the family table. I saved a seat for you." She guided him over. 172 Mark sat with Jay's mom and younger brother, Amy's sisters, and of course the empty seat belonged to Summer, who was still busy working the room. The family all knew Mark from Jay's school days, but really, they hadn't seen that much of him since. They caught up and made small talk while Mark waited for Summer's return. They talked about how treacherous the roads were, and how they'd be lucky if none of the guests slid off the road, got stuck, or even got hit and killed like Jay and Amy only a few short days before. 173 Summer came and sat with them only very briefly before she got back up to MC the whole affair. Mark spoke when they opened it to the floor. He shared a couple of heartwarming stories, including how he helped Jay gameplan asking Amy out that first time, and how they'd all three cried tears of awestruck joy holding newborn Summer. 174 After all the speeches, as people milled around, Mark noticed Summer stealing little looks at him. Her glances might have seemed almost flirty if he didn't know better. He couldn't help noticing she had become an impressive young woman. He even felt himself briefly attracted to her, but the thought quickly filled him with guilt. Just the hint of such a thought seemed like a betrayal of Jay and Amy. Mark forced himself to think of other things. He didn't really get to talk to her until after people started leaving, when he stayed to help clean up. 175 They were carrying folding chairs back to the storage room when Summer said, "Uncle Mark, I think there's something I need that only you can help me with." 176 "Anything, Summer. Just name it." 177 "Mom and Dad--but especially Mom--used to talk sometimes about this one special place. She called it 'the most beautiful place in the world.' I guess it's a lake you and Dad found on a hike back in high school, and one time you both hiked there with Mom." 178 "Oh. The lake..." Mark remembered instantly, but waited to see where Summer was going. 179 "Well I don't even have a name or anything. I don't know where it is or how to get there. But just from the way she talked about that place, I really want to see it. And now the only person who knows where it is, is you. Can you please tell me? Where is this beautiful, mystical, magical lake?" 180 "Well...I don't exactly know the name of it either. Your dad and I just stumbled on that lake while we were hiking up by the mountain. We could have looked it up, but we kind of liked not knowing, cuz that made it more like it was just our secret place." 181 "Do you remember where it is? Can you show me? Can you maybe even take me there? Ever since I first heard about this place I've been so curious. I really want to see it. Please Mark?" 182 Mark had mixed feelings, but he couldn't possibly refuse her, especially not on this of all days. "OK. I'll take you. But we're going to have to wait at least until the snow melts. July would probably be best. It's a 4 hour hike in and you'll want the day to be warm and long. 183 "Whenever you say. July. I'll call you." She grabbed Mark's hand, "Thank you, Mark. Thank you!" 184 ********** 185 On July 1st, Summer called Mark, actually called, not a text. Because it was Summer, Mark picked up. 186 "Remember you promised to take me..." she began. Not so much as a "hello" first. 187 Mark laughed. He couldn't possibly forget. They agreed to make the hike the following Saturday. While waiting for the day to arrive they each had plenty of time to think. 188 To Summer, "Uncle" Mark was her father's best friend. She knew Mark and her father met in high school, were on all the same sports teams, shared a lot of crazy adventures, and stayed in touch over the years, despite living sometimes hundreds of miles apart. Mark was Best Man at her parents' wedding. 189 Summer could remember Mark from when she was little. It was Mark who built her treehouse. Anything involving tools was not her dad's strength, so Mark had volunteered to help and ended up doing most of the work. Whenever he visited he always brought her presents. Summer remembered his big, infectious laugh and the way he always seemed to listen to her more than her parents' other friends or even family members did. He actually cared about what she had to say. Mark's visits were always a big deal to everyone in the house. 190 Then, when Summer was 12, Mark got married. After that his visits were less frequent. But even though they drifted apart a little, the connection seemed solid. Even in his absence Summer's parents talked about Mark sometimes, and so glowingly, he became kind of like this template in her mind of the perfect man. Summer's mother even said once she should find someone "like" Mark to marry someday. Of course she didn't mean Mark himself, just that Mark was the "type" of guy Summer would be lucky to find one day. 191 As the date for their hike approached, Mark was apprehensive. He had never hiked with her and didn't know if she was truly up for it, if she had the right shoes and gear and such. But most of all, he hoped they'd get along. He realized the contact he'd had in recent years was mostly superficial. He only really knew Summer the girl. He was going hiking with Summer the full grown woman, and he wasn't sure he even really knew her at all. He had been close with her parents, but that was no guarantee that a full day together with just the two of them wouldn't be awkward. 192 Mark had great memories of times at that lake, mostly with Jay and that one time with Amy too. He could share some of those. Summer probably wanted to hear a few stories. He couldn't tell her everything of course, but he hoped to tell enough to keep her entertained, and not so much as to make the day sad. He missed Jay and Amy terribly. It was hard to believe they were just...gone. This was a chance for him to really get to know Summer and what type of person she'd become. She was all he had left of them. 193 Summer's motivations were very much as she'd said. She simply wanted to see and experience this place that meant so much to her mom. But there was one other thought in the back of her head, a nugget she was thinking Mark might be able to confirm, especially if she had all day to break him down. 194 It was a 2 hour drive to the trailhead, then another 4 hour hike to the lake. So the plan was to meet at 6:00, stop along the way for breakfast, get to the lake sometime around 1:00, spend maybe a couple hours there, be out and back on the road by 7:00, and then after a stop for dinner, be home by 10:00. It would be a long day, but in their younger years Mark and Jay had done it several times. 195 When it came to gear and supplies, Mark was fully prepared. Mark was not prepared for that first glimpse of Summer. 196 Maybe it was the morning light dancing through her hair as she walked down the driveway towards him. Maybe it was the freshness of her smile, or the life and warmth in her eyes. All in a flood, the thoughts he had successfully suppressed before came rushing back. The wave washed straight through his brain and broke right in the middle of his chest. 197 When she was all dressed up at that "celebration" he had seen she might reasonably be called beautiful, at least by some, but that was nothing compared to this. This was something else. Not an ounce of makeup, her hair casually falling around the gathered up folds of a hoodie, relaxed and natural, with a smile that could make your day all by itself, Summer struck him in an instant as the exact kind of girl he had always wanted, yet never had. 198 Summer noticed the effect she had on him. She tried not to think too much on it, taking his momentarily stunned reaction as merely the sincerest form of compliment. She didn't really like it when men, especially older men, told her she was beautiful. It didn't happen to her all that often, but it wasn't all bad, unless it seemed like the guy just wanted to get into her pants. This, however, was the best kind of compliment. Mark didn't say a word. She knew he sincerely and respectfully really admired the way she looked. His face said it all. 199 "Good Morning," Mark said. 200 "Good morning yourself." 201 "I don't think you'll need that sweatshirt for long. Looks like it's going to be a nice one." 202 "I hope so. But until then I've got two more layers to work through under this." Summer laughed. 203 Mark took her backpack and tossed it in the back of his car. "Did you bring extra socks?" 204 "I sure did. This isn't my first hike, ya know." 205 "Glad to hear it." Mark opened the car door for her. 206 Summer noticed the way he opened the door. It wasn't forced or artificial, the way it seemed when some guys did that. She didn't need doors opened for. Usually she didn't even like it. But with Mark it was so natural. It was nice. 207 They stopped at a homey little cafe. The people there were friendly. The waitress even remembered Mark from years ago. He'd been three years ahead of her in school, and helped her once when she dropped a stack of books. Mark did not remember. 208 "I'm glad this place is still here. Your dad and I always stopped here to 'fuel up' before a hike. They had the best hash brown potatoes, fried in bacon grease---and cheap!" Mark laughed. 209 "Do you go out for breakfast much now?" Summer asked. 210 "A couple times a week maybe. I like a big breakfast sometimes, usually on the weekends, but I'm not typically in the mood to go to all the trouble of cooking one just for myself." 211 "I usually skip breakfast." 212 "Oh you shouldn't do that. Most important meal of the day." 213 "That's what my dad used to say." 214 "Uh-oh." 215 "What?" 216 "I'm not trying to be your dad, Summer." 217 She liked hearing him say her name. "Oh no. I didn't mean it that way." 218 "That's good." Mark paused, then he smiled. "Besides, your dad was much, much older than me." 219 She could feel some kind of joke coming. "Wait. I thought you guys were the same age." 220 "Not even close. He was almost ten full months ahead of me." Summer smiled at his playfulness. She had been afraid their communication might be awkward, but already she was starting to feel comfortable with him. 221 "Is that why you used to call him 'old man' in that funny voice sometimes?" 222 "Oh you remember that, do you?" Mark paused while taking another bite and chewing. "It was partly that. Because of his September birthday he could have been a year ahead, but he wasn't. I used to joke that his mom held him back. But mostly it was just a stupid thing some British guy said in a movie we saw once." 223 "Oh yeah. Sometimes he liked to watch those old movies. He'd try to tell me about the old actors, or the director, why this one or that one was so great or whatever, and just generally mansplain to me about the olden days." 224 "Sounds about right." 225 "I liked it, though, sitting with him." 226 "Yep. Sometimes it's not what you're doing so much as it is the people you're with." 227 "Too true." She changed track. "So tell me about this place, this lake you and my dad found. I think I'm going to call it Lake Mystery since you said you don't know what it's really called." 228 "I remembered something about that lake, something I think you might not know." Mark remembered a lot of stories that were probably best left untold, but this much, he thought, would be safe, and something she would like. 229 "Ooooh. What?" 230 "Most of the time we just called it 'the lake,' because we didn't know the real name. But sometimes, a couple of times at least, I'm pretty sure your dad called it our summer lake." 231 "Oh My God!" Summer's mind started to spin. This was kind of a confirmation of her suspicions. "You mean, like they named me after this lake?" 232 "Maybe. They never said they did, at least not to me anyway. Maybe it's just a coincidence. I mean there's lots of reasons to choose a name, especially a name like yours. But maybe your dad had that in his head and suggested it. I don't know." 233 "Well that's just one more reason why I need to see it then." 234 "Exactly." 235 After breakfast, during the drive up to the mountain they talked some more. Mark had been afraid they wouldn't have anything to talk about except memories and old stories of Jay and Amy. That was really what this day was about, after all, a kind of closure, helping Summer get what she needed from him, and helping them both to move on from the past. He didn't imagine he'd be seeing much of Summer after this, possibly even never again. 236 Summer did ask a few questions about the old days. She did really want to hear those stories. Mark was the strongest link she had left to her parents, especially to her dad. She liked getting a feel for how Mark saw him, as his friend, and not just as the dad she had known. It was nice to see their friendship now from more of a grown up perspective. 237 Once they were out of the car and on the trail, the past fell away a bit and they found themselves more in the present. Talking to Mark was easy. She could see why he was her parents' friend. Mark just seemed like a really great guy. He was good-natured, he was smart and funny, relaxed, he was even kind of cute, a full-grown man who still had a bit of boyish charm. 238 The trail was not well-established. Sometimes they even lost it for a short stretch. Usually Mark led, because he was the one who knew the way, but he also let Summer go ahead of him when the trail was clearer. The high forest canopy overhead kept out most of the sun, and helped keep the undergrowth down. 239 Summer stopped every so often just to take it all in. At one point she stopped to remark, "Jesus, Mark! This is fucking beautiful!" 240 Mark laughed, "Yes it is." He paused to look around. 241 "What's so funny?" 242 "Just that I don't think I've ever heard you swear before." 243 "Ha! Well sorry to destroy your image of me, but I swear all the fucking time." 244 "No. It's alright. Trust me, I'm not offended." 245 "Well that's good. Cuz I'm a fucking gutter mouth over here. I swear like a sailor. I swear like a cathouse whore. I swear like a..." Summer broke down laughing. She couldn't think of any more comparisons. "OK, maybe I'm not such an expert." 246 Mark liked that she was joking with him. Her smile was really something wonderful. While they were hiking, now and then the sunlight through the trees would hit her face or her hair. When she was ahead of him on the trail, he even noticed the way her calf muscles flexed. Summer just gave off a great vibe. He got the calming sense that Jay and Amy's daughter had grown up pretty nicely, all around. 247 He was doing a pretty good job of not letting his thoughts stray where they shouldn't, mostly. Summer's shorts weren't especially tight or provocative, but the hint of her shape underneath was hard to ignore. Aside from that, Mark was getting a sense of Summer's personality too, and he wasn't sure if that was helping or hurting his efforts to avoid inappropriate thoughts. It seemed like she had a really fun personality. He missed fun. Mark hadn't had too much fun in his life lately. 248 Summer was a little surprised to catch Mark looking at her ass a couple of times. She had never thought of him like that, like one of those guys. And somehow it didn't even feel dirty. It was like a recognition. She wasn't a kid anymore and so he couldn't think of her like a kid. She was a full-grown woman with a nice, shapely ass. She knew Mark wasn't dangerous, he wasn't a pervert. It was like, on this basic level at least, maybe just biologically, he couldn't resist her power. 249 The crisp, clean air was invigorating. Her smile, her laugh, Mark liked listening to Summer talk, about herself, about her life. 250 "My job's a fucking joke. You have to kiss ass to get ahead. So I'm doing it, I'm playing the game. They say they like me and everything, but...I don't know...somehow I always thought being an adult would be more fun, you know? Everyone is so fake. I can't stand fake. I want what's real. Like this.." she gestured at the trees, "this is fucking real." 251 And then there was sweetness. "I like cooking for myself. Cooking is really cool. I'm taking a Japanese cooking class and it's really fun. Japanese is probably my favorite, but I like trying out all the different cuisines. How about you Mark, do you have a favorite cuisine?" Summer talked about a lot of things. She had enthusiasm. She had curiosity. 252 They didn't always talk. Sometimes they just hiked and enjoyed their surroundings. After one such lull, Summer opened a new topic. "Mom never liked your ex-wife, you know?" 253 "Huh. I didn't really know. But I sensed it. Alicia didn't like her much either. It's why we didn't see you as often like I did back in the old days, before I got married." 254 "I figured that was probably it. They still talked about you sometimes, though." 255 "Oh yeah? Like what?" 256 "You mean when Mom wasn't talking about how Alicia wasn't right for you, how she wasn't good enough for you, how she was fake, how you could have done better, how you deserved better." 257 "Wow. She said all of those things?" 258 "I mean, not like every day or anything, but yeah. It came up a few times." 259 "Well she never said anything to me. Your dad didn't either. I kind of wish they had. But maybe I wouldn't have listened. I don't know. I guess there are some things you can't even really tell friends. I thought they were happy for me that I'd finally found someone, you know?" 260 "I mean...I think they were, kind of. But they mostly figured you'd just settled, got tired of being alone and just settled." 261 "Well...they were right, I suppose, although I didn't quite realize it at the time." 262 "What happened, if you don't mind my asking? I know it was a couple years ago but I never really got the full story." 263 "No. You can ask. Your mom was right. It was never really right between Alicia and me. Nobody cheated or anything. At least I don't think she cheated. But after six years, one day she just up and told me she didn't love me anymore. She didn't think she had ever loved me. She needed stability when she met me, and then after a few years she needed something else. She wasn't even sure what that something else was. She was just sure it wasn't me." 264 "I'm sorry, Mark. I should add I never liked her much either. You didn't see it coming?" 265 "Not really. I just thought we were going through a rough patch, and that she'd come around after a while. I was trying everything I knew how to try and make it work. I thought we could ride it out. But when she said she'd never loved me that was the gut punch that brought me around. There was no real going back after that. I tried, but I think I knew then it was over." 266 "You're still young. Do you think you'll ever get married again?" 267 "Young huh?" Mark chuckled. "I don't know. Maybe someday. Maybe not. Alicia even told me I was a 'great guy' and all, just not the guy for her anymore. It's really hard finding the right person. It's really fucking hard. Your mom and dad were lucky that way." 268 Chapter 1.2 "I guess. I don't think they had a perfect marriage. They fought and stuff. There were times when it was really tense between them. I don't really know what was going on of course, but I do think they loved each other. They stayed together." 270 "Yep. That's what it's all about. From where I sit, they both did pretty well by each other, and pretty well by you." 271 "Yeah I think so. You know Mom even told me once, when I was little. I told her when I grew up I wanted to marry a guy like dad's brother, Uncle Rob, and she told me I'd be a lot better off with a guy like Uncle Mark." 272 "She did?" Mark laughed. "Huh." Then after a pause, "So...what about that? What about boyfriends?" 273 "What about 'em?" 274 "Anybody special in your life, Summer? What are you looking for?" 275 "Not really. I don't know. Just a feeling I guess. I haven't found it yet. None of the guys I meet have their shit together." 276 "There are probably some young guys who do, but I'm sure they're hard to find. Hell, it's hard enough to find old guys that have their shit together, anyone for that matter, of any age, guys or girls." 277 "I suppose that's true. It's stupid but you know that old saying 'home is where the heart is?' I want to feel that with a guy. I want to feel like when I'm with him, when we're together, that's my home, like our relationship is the base, you know?" 278 "That's a good goal. I'm not sure I ever had that with my ex. Maybe I thought I did once, then I found out she'd moved---and left no forwarding address---even while we were still under the same roof!" Mark laughed. "But enough of that. This..." he gestured at nature's beauty surrounding them, "now this is real. You were right. This might be the only thing that is real." 279 "Maybe so. But I still want to believe in love. Do you still believe in love, Mark?" 280 "I still believe love can be real, if you're lucky enough to find it, and to keep it, but for the rest of us, we've always got this." 281 The sun was high in the sky so more of it was peeking through the trees. Mark and Summer could hear the birds. The woods smelled fresh and earthy. Warmth was creeping in. 282 As the path came to a small, shallow stream, with wet rocks, Mark reached out and offered his hand to make sure Summer didn't fall while crossing. Summer grabbed hold. The feeling of his strong, steady hand hit her surprisingly hard. It was like the touch of another person was the missing ingredient, all that was needed to take the beauty that surrounded them, and bring it home, making it complete, give it meaning. 283 Mark felt it too, they shared a smile. There it was again for him, her beauty, all of her, inside and out, shining brighter than anything else around them. How full of life she seemed. He almost dared to hope...but this was his friends' daughter. He was 18 years older than her. He didn't dare. She couldn't possibly...It was best not to think of such things. 284 To Summer, this was a Mark she hadn't seen much of before. Just Mark the man, treating her as an equal, emotionally vulnerable, but still strong, naturally stoic, but you could get him to talk. Here in the forest he seemed rugged and relaxed. She knew he had a successful, stable career as a manager of some kind for some company she couldn't remember the name of. She was sure he could hold his own in that world, whatever that entailed. But here in the forest, with her, he seemed truly in his element. 285 "That stream runs into the lake. It's not far now." 286 "Good. I'm kind of getting excited. Did I tell you they both called this the most beautiful place in the world?" 287 "Yeah. You mentioned that when you first asked me to take you here." 288 "Well I left something out." 289 "What's that?" 290 "How I put two and two together. How I figured things out. You see, one time when I was about 8, Mom had a little too much wine and she let it slip that I was conceived at the most beautiful place in the world. That stuck because I didn't know what 'conceived' meant, so I remembered it. Dad wasn't there. He didn't know she said that. Later, when he and I were talking about hiking he told me about how you and he had found this lake, how all three of you had hiked here once, and this lake was the most beautiful place in the world." 291 "So you think...what exactly?" 292 "I think I was conceived here. So apart from being this legendarily beautiful place, that also makes it uniquely special to me, and I had to see it. And then this morning when you told me about my name..." 293 "I guess I can see how that could make you want to see a place." 294 "So was I? Was I conceived here, Mark?" 295 "How should I know that?" 296 "Oh I think you know. I think you know more than you let on." 297 "What gives you that idea?" 298 "OK. Have it your way. I'll get it out of you." 299 "Maybe there's nothing to get." 300 "Oh there's something in there. There's something..." 301 "Look!" Mark pointed. 302 As they rounded a bend in the trail they could see it, a patch of blue through the trees. 303 "Oooh!" Summer squealed with glee. "I see it!" 304 They bounded down the last stretch of trail until they reached the shore. The lake seemed surprisingly small, intimate, tucked into a little notch with fairly steep hills all around. It was perfectly still, a mirror to the deep blue sky. The tall green trees of the forest seemed to reach almost to the water most of the way around. There was an outcropping of large rocks, and then farther to their left, the shore stretched around out of view, so you couldn't be sure exactly how far the lake extended beyond. 305 Mark and Summer stood in silence for a moment, taking it all in. 306 "Wow," Summer said with awe, "this is really beautiful." 307 "Yeah. Pretty much just like I remember it," Mark replied. "I don't know if it's the most beautiful place in the world, but I also couldn't say what beats it. This has gotta be right up there." 308 "For sure. Oh my god it's so pretty!" 309 Mark looked out at the lake, and then he looked at the smiling girl. She seemed every bit as pretty to his eye as any lake could ever be. He was glad he'd brought her here. It seemed right that she should see this. 310 Finally clear from the trail and the trees after a long morning of hiking, they felt the warmth of the sun sinking into them. Mark saw a change come over Summer, as if a sudden inspiration filled her. She turned to him. 311 "I want to swim. Can we swim in it?" 312 Suddenly, Mark felt foolish. Why hadn't he thought of this? Of course he should have thought of this! Of course she might want to... And yet somehow it hadn't even occurred to him. 313 "Uh...I didn't bring a suit." 314 "Neither did I. And you know what? I don't care! I'm going for a swim. Are you in or out?" 315 "It'll probably be cold." 316 "I don't fucking care, Mark." Summer was already taking off her boots. "I'm hot and I'm sweaty. This lake looks beautiful, and I'm going to swim in it. You do what you want." 317 Mark just stood there dumbstruck, watching as she removed her socks, and then she peeled off her t-shirt, revealing a black sports bra underneath. Summer turned to look at Mark. She hesitated for just a moment, staring straight into his eyes, challenging him, daring him, and studying his reaction. Then off came the bra. 318 Mark still stood frozen. "I assume you've seen tits before, Mark. It's no big deal. Get over it." 319 Mark opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Summer unbuttoned her shorts, and took them off too, revealing black panties. Would she? 320 Mark put his hand up to his eyes and turned his head to look away. "Oh my god, Summer!" 321 Summer thought it was cute that he was so embarrassed. It was fun seeing the shocked expression on his face. It was fun teasing him. She saw him look away. She'd already decided she was going to go full au naturale. She even secretly hoped he would peek. The panties came off too. 322 Mark wanted to peek. Of course he wanted to peek, but he resisted, until he heard the sound of her feet splashing in the water. He glanced up to see her perfect naked ass and bare back wading out into the lake. It was the only thing that could have made the view more beautiful, the naked vision of Summer set against that backdrop. He felt his dick getting hard. 323 Then she turned and he was busted. She saw him looking. He saw the profile of her lovely, suspended breasts, with nipples hardened into points. She laughed, turned away again, and walked out farther, then sank down beneath the surface of the water before quickly emerging and turning back towards him. 324 "You peeked! I saw you peek, Mark!" She mocked him. Her joyous voice echoed in the stillness, along with the peals of her laughter. "C'mon in! You know you want to." 325 Mark did want to. When a beautiful naked woman asks you to swim with her there's only one possible answer. But this was Summer! His best friend's daughter. Summer, who he'd held as a baby, who he'd watched grow up. But here and now there was just the two of them. She was grown up now. Boy was she ever grown up! And it was just a swim. 326 "How cold is it?" Mark had seen her shiver a little when her head first popped up out of the water. 327 "Chilly. But not too bad." 328 "Shit." Mark felt like he'd been dared. He had to do it. He wanted to do it. He started removing his boots and socks. He took off his shirt. He noticed that Summer was looking at him. 329 "You peeked, so I'm looking!" She laughed again. 330 Mark hesitated because he had at least half a hardon, and as soon as he took off his shorts, she was going to see it. 331 "C'mon Mark. You don't have anything to be embarrassed about, do you?" She laughed again. "It's OK, I know that it's cold." 332 Mark unzipped his shorts and pulled them off. As he did so, Summer stood up out of the water, fully nude, facing him. She did not look away. 333 "Here, I'll help," she said, staring at him and smiling, teasing him. "Fair's fair.'" 334 The sunlight reflecting off the water droplets on her naked body, her smile, those full, round breasts with nipples fully engorged, the curve of her hips, her neatly trimmed bush, they all had a predictable effect. Mark quickly grew fully hard. "Jesus!" was all he said. 335 Summer sank down to submerge her breasts below the waterline again. Mark pulled off his underwear. He didn't make any effort to hide his erection. It seemed like that was what she wanted to see. He wasn't one to retreat from a dare. He waded out into the lake towards Summer, hard cock bobbing in the air as he walked. 336 "You know you've got nothing to be embarrassed about Mark. I know how it works. You see a naked girl and your dick gets hard. It doesn't have to mean anything more than that." 337 "Are you happy now?" 338 "Relax. We're just swimming. We're out here in nature, so it just seems right that we should be...natural... too." 339 Summer started to swim around casually. Mark couldn't help but notice her breasts and her ass now and then as she turned from front strokes to backstrokes to side. He swam too. The cool water had some effect on his hard dick, but it did not entirely go down. Images of Summer's body kept rolling through his mind, along with thoughts of what it would feel like to... 340 Summer swam up beside him. "So...I just remembered something. Is that why my mom used to call you Big Mark sometimes? How did she know?" 341 It's true. Amy did sometimes call him "Big Mark." It wasn't very often. It was only when Mark was visiting. She didn't do it when it was only her and Jay. That name seemed like a little joke to young Summer. Mark and her dad were about the same size. Mark was maybe only an inch or so taller. Summer noticed that her dad didn't really like it when her mom had called Mark that. She thought he just didn't like being shorter. But was it...? 342 "This might not be the first time I've skinny dipped in this lake." 343 "Oh! Of course! With Mom and Dad!" Summer was excited. "Sounds like a story you'll have to tell me!" 344 "Maybe later." 345 "I knew Mom had a little wild streak. She probably wouldn't have believed it, but I think I got a little of that from her, after all." 346 "Yes, I think you probably did." Mark smiled. 347 The day was beautiful. The place was incredibly beautiful. And to Mark, Summer was fast becoming achingly gorgeous. He couldn't push those thoughts down any more. Memories came flooding back to him from long ago. Summer didn't really look like her mother, but there were hints, glimpses. He could see Amy in her, and Jay too. He'd loved them both. He'd loved being with them. And now Summer was all that was left, Summer and his memories. 348 But Summer was now. She was here, and she was real. Her presence in the now was strong enough to overpower any memories. 349 She splashed him. He splashed her. They swam. At one point she tried to sneak up from behind and dunk him. He felt her breasts across his back when she'd done that. Mark tried, but was never able to sneak up behind her. He felt free. He felt natural. Even the cold was invigorating. He was having fun. Just being with Summer was fun. 350 "I think I'm just about ready to get out? How about you?" She asked. 351 "Anytime." 352 "Do you think you can handle seeing me naked again? You won't freak out?" 353 "I won't freak out." 354 "Good." 355 "We don't have any towels." 356 "Yeah. I was just thinking of laying out on that rock." She pointed toward the largest rock in the outcropping. "The sun should dry us in no time." 357 "OK. I'll be out in a minute." 358 Summer swam over to the shore and stood up to walk out of the water. Mark followed, but kept his torso submerged. He watched as she picked up her things and carried them over to the rock. 359 "Enjoying the show?" 360 "Honestly, I'm enjoying the hell out of the show. I'm enjoying it a little too much, if you know what I mean." 361 "Jesus! Get over it!" 362 "I'm sorry. I haven't seen a naked woman in a long time and...you're fairly spectacular." 363 "Uh...thanks, I guess. Just let it fly, Mark. No worries. I've seen a hard cock before. I'm not a virgin. I even saw yours just a few minutes ago. So get over it already." 364 That remark hit him, but he still stood frozen in the water, not getting out, because he was thinking ahead to what it would be like after he got out, laying near her on the top of that big rock. 365 "For fuck sake grow up! Oooh I've got tits, I've got an ass. Literally every girl's got 'em." She was mocking him, but it was still all good fun. 366 As Mark walked out of the water, hard cock swaying, Summer faked a swoon. "Oh my God! It's a penis, an erect penis, whatever shall I do?" She dramatically pretended to be flustered. 367 "OK. You made your point." 368 Mark grabbed his things and walked over to where Summer was already laying on the large rock. Just as she had, he rolled up his shorts and underwear for a headrest. Summer rested her ass on her laid out shirt. She was laying face up. 369 "You can have my shirt too if you want extra padding," Mark offered. 370 "Are you saying I have a boney ass?" 371 Mark laughed. "No. Your ass is just about perfect. Anyway, if you decide you want it, just let me know." Mark laid down just a few feet away. They could have touched hands if they'd stretched out, but they did not. They did not speak either. The rock was warm. They just laid there and soaked up the warmth from the rock and the sun. 372 After a short while, Summer turned over to lay on her front. While turning, she looked over at Mark and noticed his dick was still hard. She had to say something. "What's with the dick, Dude? Do I turn you on that much?" 373 "I'm sorry, Summer. I don't mean to be a perv and I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable, but honestly?... Yes you do. You're like a painting laying there. You're beautiful. And I...let's just say I'm going through a dry spell." 374 "I guess I should take it as a compliment, kind of." She was amused by Mark's predicament. 375 "You should. You really are beautiful. Even when I don't look, it doesn't do any good, because I still know you're there, naked and gorgeous. I can't get it to go down." Then after a moment Mark added, "I'm not trying to come onto you. I hope you know that. If I was, I hope I could be a little smoother. This...this is embarrassing. I'm sorry." 376 Mark wasn't touching himself. She hadn't seen him touch himself even once. Partly his hard cock, just laying over there three feet away from her, was annoying. Why can't a girl just lay out in the sun without bringing sex into it? But also, Summer realized a part of her was enjoying that she was having this effect on him. There were a lot of things she would change about her body if she could, but whatever she had really seemed to be working on Mark. "Well...like I said, you certainly have nothing to be embarrassed about." 377 As the remark left her mouth, Summer stared at Mark laying there, just a normal man's body but in the middle there was this distractingly large and healthy-looking thing stuck there. She didn't think it was the cock that caused it, not exactly, but slowly Summer realized she was horny too. In fact, she'd been kind of horny ever since they'd first seen the lake. 378 Mark knew Summer's comment was about his size, which he knew was nothing spectacular, but was at least better than average. She'd noticed. Again, he couldn't help it. Registering the comment, his cock got an extra surge and grew even bigger and harder. He wanted to touch it, but he didn't dare. He couldn't think of anything to say to Summer, so he just remained silent. The seconds turned into minutes. The minutes stretched on, seemingly forever. 379 Summer finally broke the silence. "I'm not sure how much of your problem is me, Mark. I think it's this place. It's like...magical. It's so beautiful here. I admit it's had an effect on me. The truth is...it's got me kinda horny too." 380 Mark heard that. He heard it loud and clear. Was she teasing him? Did she actually want him to make a move on her? His thoughts were racing, but again, he didn't say anything. 381 "So did you and my dad ever bring girls up here?" 382 "It wasn't like that." 383 "It's a perfect place. You should have. I bet you would have scored big time." 384 "I'd be lying if I said we never thought about it." 385 "And you were up here with him and my mom." 386 "Just one time. He and I had been up here a few times, just us. Then right before college freshman year he got a girlfriend--your mom--and they were trying to fix me up with her roommate. We were supposed to all four come up here, but she canceled at the last minute. I didn't want to be a third wheel, but they were good friends and basically, they made me come anyway." 387 "And you all skinny dipped in the lake?" 388 "Yes we did." 389 "Did my dad ever take her up here later, without you?" 390 "Huh...I suppose he might have, but not that I know of." 391 "So I was conceived up here on that trip?" 392 "Is that what you really think? That was your mom's story. How would I know about that?" 393 "I can do math. It all checks out. I know I was born only 4 months after they got married. I know how old they were then. You just confirmed for me that you guys all came up here in August. And I know they called this the most beautiful place in the world, which is where she told me I was conceived." 394 "Maybe they came up here again. I don't know." 395 "C'mon, Mark, my birthday is in May. The way she said it, I know mom wasn't lying to me. I know I was conceived here. You can't deny it. I don't see why you're being so cagey. What are you not telling me? Until today I had no idea you were here too that time." 396 Summer suddenly got very serious. Mark was too. For the first time since he had gotten out of the water, his dick was no longer hard. 397 "And now I have to ask, Mark, I know this might sound crazy, but tell me straight, is there any chance you might be my biological father?" 398 Mark took a deep breath. He tried to be clear and unequivocal. "No." 399 "But you were here?" 400 "Yes, but she and I never...you know." 401 Chapter 1.3 "So...how did that work? That must have been awkward for you? Did they like...sneak off? Tell you to take a walk?" 403 "Something like that. Really, Summer, I think that's enough..." 404 "At least a little more please? I just want to get the picture. If it's not you then it can't be too bad. Please?" 405 "That's not my story to tell." 406 "But that's not fair. They're not here anymore. You're the only one who can tell me, and it's also my story, like it's pretty importantly my story too. It's the beginning of my story. Please, just a little..." 407 Mark took a deep breath. "We ended up sleeping here. We were having so much fun it got late and we decided to stay. It must have been later that night that they made you." 408 "So you were sleeping?" 409 One thing about Mark was he couldn't just out and out lie. That's just not the way he was built. The most he could do in a situation where most people would simply lie, was to be evasive, or to maybe shade the truth a little. 410 "You could say I heard something. Please Summer. That's enough." 411 Summer knew Mark was not telling all, at least not quite, but she didn't need to press him further. Even in the day it was so quiet and still up here, of course in the night he would have heard her parents having sex. She didn't need to hear a description of every noise he heard them making. She could still conjure up a romantic vision of how it might have been, with them so horny for each other in this magical place that they couldn't keep their hands off one another, even if it meant that Mark might hear them. 412 Summer noticed Mark's cock had gone soft while they were talking. He closed his eyes and lay back in silence. Summer just looked at him, thinking about how it must have been uncomfortable for him, as a young man, laying there at night all alone listening to his best friends having sex. Yet their relationship had survived it. They'd all three remained friends for years after. And skinny dipping too. It turned out her parents were a little more adventurous in their younger years than she had ever imagined. She looked over at Mark again. His eyes were still closed. He wasn't looking at her naked body. But Mark's cock was hard again. 413 Mark was thinking back to that warm summer night 25 years before. He had gotten up and walked away from their camp to sit by the lake as Jay and Amy started to get frisky. They didn't ask him to leave, but he knew it was time to give them some space. There was a full moon. The water was still and calm. All was strangely quiet. Then he heard her calling his name. 25 years later he could still hear her voice in his head. 414 Summer noticed Mark's cock seemed very hard. She could see it moving slightly up and down in the air just above his abdomen as he lay there, eyes still closed. She couldn't ignore it. "I'm glad you were honest Mark. I'm glad you told me I turn you on. I think if someone turns you on, especially that much, you should tell them or let them know." 415 "Well there's no hiding it here, that's for sure. But it is really embarrassing. I'm glad you're not mad. I'm sorry. I don't want to make you uncomfortable." 416 "Don't be sorry." Amy was thinking of two things. She said the second one. 417 "Mark? I have to ask you another question. I'm afraid it's another one you might not want to answer. But again, please tell me the truth. Were you in love with my mom?" 418 "I'm not gonna lie. I was certainly attracted to her. I thought she was very beautiful. And I might have had a few doubts now and then, a few second thoughts, but I was never really in love with her. And she was never in love with me. She was only in love with your dad, okay?" 419 "There's still something you're not telling me. Did you ever kiss her?" 420 "I've said enough." 421 "Hmmmm. I notice you didn't say no...: She let that hang in the air for a moment while she thought. "But still I think you're right. Even if she did kiss you, somewhere, sometime, I think she really did love my dad, and he loved her." 422 "I don't just think so. I know so." 423 "I know I was an 'accident' and they 'had to get married' because of me, but I think they really did love each other, and it feels to me like what they shared up here was a big part of how that happened. I don't mean the 'how they made me' part. People can have sex anywhere, and they probably did, but just the way they talked about this place. I feel like after coming here they knew they could be together, that this is where it really happened for their relationship, that they probably would have ended up married anyway, even if Mom hadn't got pregnant here, that just sharing this is kind of what really brought them together, you know?" 424 "Well...I don't know about all that. But maybe...maybe. Like in a relationship, when does love happen? Of course it grows over time. There are moments, there are tests, you share them together, you get through them, and they either bring you closer together or drive you apart. I think it's possible that coming here together could have been one of those moments for them, sure." 425 "Especially now that I've been here, I really like to think so. Thank you for bringing me here, Mark. I love this place. I feel like this is a special place. Even without my mom and dad and their history here, I would feel like this is a special place, like it really is almost magical." 426 "Yeah, it kind of is. I should come here more often." 427 "Why didn't you?" 428 "I should have. But it's a long hike in, and I got busy with school. Your mom and dad got married and got busy with you. Then I got a job that was farther away. Basically, life happened." 429 "That's sad...but we're here now." 430 "Yes we are." 431 The two of them laid there in silence for a long while. 432 Summer spoke first. Her voice was smaller, tentative. "Mark?" 433 "Yeah?" 434 "You know how this place is really affecting me, like I'm really feeling it?" 435 "Yeah?" 436 "Like it's just so perfect and so beautiful. In the back of my mind, ever since we got up here, I've been thinking about how the only thing that could make it more beautiful is if I had someone special to share it with, like my mom had. Like she had my dad here, and it was beautiful, and they fucked." 437 "Yeah..." 438 "Are you good at keeping secrets, Mark?" 439 "I think I do OK." 440 "Do you want to share a secret with me?" 441 "What secret?" 442 "So...I don't know exactly how to say this right so I'm just gonna come out and say it. So...we're both really horny. You're not the only one. I'm horny too, and like the thing that could really make this moment more perfect, just out here laying naked on a rock with the sun and the water, and all, it would be so fucking perfect if I could have an orgasm, right here, to sort of go with it all. I don't want to miss this opportunity." 443 "Well...um..." 444 "I really want to cum, here, in this magical place. And then I look over at you and your 'problem,' and I figure you're probably feeling more or less the same." 445 Mark sat up to look at her. His cock was still hard. 446 "So here's my idea. It's kind of crazy but I thought maybe I could just touch myself. And if you want to touch yourself too, well that's OK. I won't freak out or anything. There's just us here, only you and me. We don't have to tell anyone. It can be our secret. You don't have to look at me if you don't want to, but if you do, well that's OK too. I don't mind. So what do you think?" 447 "Um...are you sure?" 448 "Yes, I'm sure. And I'm sure you could use the relief. That thing must be driving you crazy." 449 "Yeah. It really is." 450 "So let's go for it!" Summer moved her hand down and began to touch herself. She looked at Mark for a moment, then closed her eyes and leaned her head back. 451 Mark took hold of himself too, and began to stroke. He looked at Summer. Then he closed his eyes. It felt so good to finally be giving some relief to his straining cock. He felt like he probably wouldn't last long. He opened his eyes and looked at Summer again while he stroked. 452 Summer eased into the feeling, letting it wash over her, the sun, the fresh air, the soft wind, the beauty of her surroundings, and Mark. She opened her eyes and glanced at Mark. She wasn't surprised to see he was looking at her. She knew he'd be looking at her. Strangely, she didn't mind. "Do you like our secret, Mark?" 453 "Yes. Thank you, Summer. This is a pretty good secret." 454 "Yeah. It's fun. I like it too, you know." She continued to touch herself while she talked. 455 "Probably not half as much as me." 456 "You know...I was thinking...about what could make this even better." 457 "What's that?" Mark's mind started spinning even faster than it already had been. 458 "Do you think maybe you could come over here and lick my pussy?" Those first words were tentative, then the words came a little more assuredly as she gave voice to the need she was feeling, and looked into Mark's eyes hoping her words might ignite the flame of passion she was looking for. "What do you think, Mark? Would you do that? Do you want to do that? Do you want to lick my pussy and make me cum?" 459 "Oh Summer..." Mark was feeling it. "I don't know...of course I want to, but..." 460 "But what? But nothing. It's just us here, just you and me. Nobody has to know. It can just be another part of our secret." 461 "Oh my God, Summer..." 462 "Tell you what...if you come over here and lick my pussy, then I'll suck your cock. How would you like that? Lick my pussy, make me cum, and then I'll suck your cock." 463 Mark had a thousand thoughts racing through his head, but they were all being drowned out by the screaming of his lust. Then Summer stuck in the knife. 464 "I know you want to cum too. I'll let you cum in my mouth." 465 "Oh fuck!" Mark let go of his cock and crawled over to Summer. She spread her legs for him. He was on her like a man lost in the desert who'd just fallen into an oasis. 466 This was no mirage. The feeling of his hands on her made it real, the smoothness of her abdomen, the softness inside her thighs. Delicious touch made it impossible to deny. They both had to inhale deeply as the sensations worked through them. His tongue and lips touched her center and everything lost all meaning, there was only sensation, delicious sensation. Twirling, probing, wet and soft, holding and releasing, rolling with each other, giving and receiving. It was Mark, who'd always been there for her, and Summer, the child of this magical place, the two of them lost together in a sudden rhapsody of mutual need. 467 The feeling of his hands, his lips, his tongue on her was the touch she needed, and now that she felt it, she needed it even more. She knew she was safe in his hands. He would take care of her. He was cute the way he wanted her. He had always been there for her, her whole life he had been. She could see that now. And now, it was the same, only more. This was the feeling she was seeking. She was at home with this man. She was safe in his hands. She could trust him. She could let go. With Mark she could let go. 468 She gave herself over to him, and the feeling, the wonderful feeling he was giving her. As he explored her, as he learned her mysteries, as he found her secret, he took her away, away from herself, away from everything, to an infinity of bliss, and when she came back, he was with her, he was there for her. Mark had always been there for her. 469 She had to repay him. She had to show him. What he could do for her, she could also do for him. 470 She pulled him up to kiss him. Mark pulled back to see her face in all its beauty, and before the moment could fade, before cruel reality might intrude, he surrendered to the impulse and kissed her back. 471 Mark committed to that kiss, and then he felt it to his core. Summer felt it too, so natural, so expected, and with it also a surprise, a welcome one, a gift of extra feeling she was happy to return. At first she could taste herself on him. Then as they continued to kiss each other, that faded. There was only the taste of Mark, the feeling of Mark. She put her hands down around his sides, underneath his ribs, and she urged him up. 472 "Come to me," she said. "Bring it to me." And then there it was. He straddled her and that big, beautiful monster of a cock was above her, throbbing, with skin stretched tight around the head, and a droplet of dew at the tip. She stretched out her tongue to taste him. Her head sat tipped forward and resting against her rolled up sweatshirt. She adjusted to get a better angle. 473 Mark looked down at her in wonder. Summer looked up at him with eyes that promised an entire world of mischievous, delicious fun. She wanted this. Mark wanted this too. His cock was stretched tight, full to the brim with arousal and need. Her perfect lips opened to offer him entry. Her tongue greeted him. Her mouth gave him warmth and welcome. 474 Whatever Summer wanted from him, Mark was happy to give. 475 And so Mark gave. It didn't take long, just a few short minutes, he was so overstimulated, but that didn't lessen the intensity. In the moments before he exploded into her mouth Mark could see clearly. Summer was everything he'd ever wanted in a partner. She was pretty, oh so willing, enthusiastic even, honest, totally in the moment, fun. She was a life force. She was generous and giving, accepting, not demanding. And it just made Mark want to give to her more and more. He wanted to give her the world, and she took it, she received it. Everything he had to give. He couldn't ever remember cumming that hard in his entire life. Mark's head was spinning. 476 She devoured him. Only a little leaked out, and ran in a trail down to her chin where it hung briefly, then dripped onto her neck. Her eyes were locked on him the whole time. She wanted him to remember this. She wanted him to never forget this. And there was no fucking way he could. When a woman does a man that hard, when it's that intense, there's at least a small part of them that's bonded for life. No matter what happens, even if it goes bad, they've shared something that can never be completely forgotten or undone. 477 Summer smiled, noticing Mark's overwhelmed reaction, that funny noise he'd made that came from somewhere deep, that face he'd made that was so unlike any she'd ever seen him make before. "Wow. Did that feel good? That was a lot of cum!" She took his still firm cock back into her mouth to show it a little more love. 478 When she finally released him, Mark settled in beside her and they held each other. Holding each other felt so good. It was over all too soon, but they both knew they'd shared a special moment. Even in the aftermath, the feeling was sublime. 479 "I loved making you cum, Mark. It's like I tamed the wild beast. So strong, and then so gentle." She laughed softly. 480 They held each other in silence for a long while. Reality began to intrude. Doubt crept in. 481 "Summer, I'm sorry." 482 "Shhh!" She put her finger over his lips. 483 "Don't be sorry. Don't be sorry, cuz I'm not. It was perfect. And I'm glad it was you, to do this here with me, okay?" 484 Mark smiled, and nodded. She removed her finger from his lips. 485 "Now kiss me." 486 He kissed her lips, sweetly, tenderly, lovingly. 487 "Tell me I'm beautiful." 488 "You're beautiful, Summer. You are so beautiful." 489 She could tell he meant it. "Now that's more like it." She rested her head on his chest. "Oh Mark. I'm so glad you brought me here." 490 "So am I, Summer. So am I." 491 "I don't suppose you have any condoms in your backpack?" 492 "No. I'm sorry to say I don't." 493 "That's too bad. That's really too bad." 494 "Oohhhhh!" Mark groaned deeply, thinking of what they were missing. They both lay in silence again for a while, 495 "Wow! I can't believe we just did that. Mark! You ate my pussy. I sucked your cock! I sucked your cock on a rock!" She laughed. 496 Mark felt flashes of guilt, but he also remembered how, years ago, before Summer was born and just a few short weeks after their night at the lake, Jay laid into him for feeling guilty. Jay had forgiven him then, a fact for which he was enormously grateful. It would have been so easy for that experience to have soured things between them. But perhaps miraculously, they had not. Mark hoped this "one time thing special secret" with Summer could go as well. 497 Mark was first to break the spell. "I hate for this to end, but it's getting late. We need to go if we're going to make it back." 498 "Why not stay? We could just stay and sleep here under the stars." 499 "Oh my God that's tempting! But we don't have enough food, and probably more importantly, we don't have any birth control. If we stay the night I'm pretty sure we're going to fuck, and that's something we might later regret." 500 "You're probably right about that. I guess we don't need to repeat my mother's experience. She'd come back and kill me!" 501 "She'd definitely kill me too." 502 "OK. It makes me a little sad, but we can go back." 503 "We need to get dressed. We're probably gonna be sunburned." 504 "Best sunburn I'll ever have!" 505 They laughed. 506 The two gathered up their things and set off back down the trail. They were going to need to keep up a pretty good pace to get there before dark. 507 Back on the trail, Summer's mood was buoyant. They talked even more easily than on the way up earlier that day. They were completely comfortable with each other. They were having fun together. Her laughter was like music to Mark. His laughter was like a blanket of warmth that covered the both of them. 508 Summer teased again. "Are you sure you and mom never...?" 509 "I swear to God I never fucked your mother, okay?" 510 "But there is something. I can tell." She let that hang, then moments later. "So Mark, tell me, how does it feel to be a cradle robber?" 511 "Oh my God. Don't do that to me, Summer! I tell you what. You make me wish I was just ten years younger, that's for sure!" 512 "You're not that old. You're in pretty good shape. There are lot of guys younger than you that couldn't hike 8 hours, swim for an hour, and fuck all in the same day without curling up for a nap." 513 "We didn't fuck." 514 "No. I guess we didn't. I kind of wish we had, though." Summer smiled teasingly. 515 "Me too." 516 "I mean, as long as we're having our one time only secret special fling, we absolutely should have done that too. Sort of a missed opportunity, don't you think?" 517 "Don't make me think about it too much, please. I might have to throw you down on the ground and fuck you right here!" 518 "You wouldn't do that. Not Mr. Responsible, not Mr. 'we've got to get off the trail before dark,' not Mr. 'we can't because we might get pregnant like your mom did.' 519 Mark stopped on the trail. Summer stopped too. They looked at each other. Mark inhaled deeply, slowly, then he spoke. "Oh you..." 520 "I dare you. But I know you won't." 521 "I might." 522 "But you won't." 523 Mark stared long and hard before speaking again. "But what if I want to?" 524 "I know you do." Summer smiled mischievously, teasingly. "But I can count on you being responsible, so I don't have to be." She laughed. Then they both started walking again. "Are you sorry about what we did? Honestly I really am sorry we didn't fuck. It was so perfect." 525 "It was perfect, wasn't it?" 526 "So fucking perfect." 527 "A memory for a lifetime." 528 "Our special secret." 529 They hiked on, Summer asked, "Do I remind you of my mother?" 530 "Honestly, you're not your mother, you're SO much more! You're smarter, funnier, WAY hotter...or maybe it's just that you don't have another guy you're in love with." 531 "So you were in love with her?" 532 "I didn't say that." 533 "You sort of did." 534 "Uh. Don't think so." 535 "Have it your way then." 536 They talked about everything, including what had happened between them, this time a little more seriously. "I just want you to know, Mark, and I'm saying it again so you'll know I mean it, I don't have any regrets, none at all. I hope you don't either." 537 Chapter 1.4 "I probably should, but I don't, not now anyway." 539 "I'm glad. Like, I don't want you to feel weird about it because you were friends with my parents. I hope you don't let that bother you. They raised me to make my own decisions. They always supported me. Dad always used to tell me, 'go with your gut.' Mom always believed in living each moment to the fullest. I try to do that. That's all we did. The moment was right, and we just went for it, you know?" 540 "Well...when you put it that way..." 541 "So seriously, I don't want you to feel guilty, ok? Like you 'took advantage of me' or like you 'violated the bro code' you had with my dad or some shit like that. I know they loved me. I know they loved you. They weren't prudes about sex. They wanted me to have fun, just not to hurt people and not to get with any guy that would hurt me. I know you would never hurt me, Mark." 542 "That's absolutely the last thing I want to do." 543 "And I want you to know that you don't owe me anything, just because of what we did, just because I sucked your cock on a rock." 544 "Jesus Summer!" Mark laughed. 545 "I sucked your cock on a rock in the most beautiful place in the world because I wanted to. I'm glad I did it. We made each other cum and it was great. But it doesn't have to mean anything more than that, OK?" 546 "OK." 547 They hiked on. 548 "I think in a way--it's kind of weird to say--but I think in a way my mom would even be kind of proud of me. She always told me I was too serious. She wanted me to let loose a little more and to be more spontaneous." 549 "Well you sure did that!" 550 "Plus, I know she liked you. A woman can tell. You said you weren't in love with her. I know she loved my dad, but I think she kind of loved you too. I'm not sure. I always felt like there was something there at least. That's your thing. You don't have to tell me. But in a way, I also think she'd be kind of jealous that it was me that got to suck your cock on a rock, and not her." 551 "Huh. Well I really don't think there was anything like that between us, if that's what you're wondering, if that's what you're trying to get at. To be honest, there were a couple of times I did wonder a little bit. I did feel like there was maybe, possibly something there. But I never made any kind of a move on her. I would never have done that to your dad. He and I talked about it once, and he knew I would never do that to him. I wouldn't do that to her either, pull her away from a man who loved her and a baby they had together." Mark stopped. "Shit, Summer. What did you make me say? Don't listen to me. Going on like I even had that kind of power, like I could have pulled her away from you and your dad, even if I'd wanted to." 552 "Honestly, if you'd tried to pull her away from us, I think you probably could have. I really think you could." Summer grew distant for a moment, thoughtful. "So thank you for not doing that!" She laughed. 553 Mark did not say anything. He was lost in his own thoughts, a flash from 25 years before... 554 ********** 555 "Mark?...Hey Mark. You can come back now." Amy's voice rang clear, calling him in the stillness. 556 "You sure?" 557 "Yeah. We're sure." It was Jay. "Come on back." 558 So Mark got up and walked back to the small cleared space at the edge of the trees where they'd decided to bed down under the stars. They hadn't brought a tent because they never planned to stay. As he approached, he could see the two of them dimly in the moonlight. Amy was sitting cross-legged, leaning back against Jay, who had his arms around her. As he got closer, it didn't look like either of them were wearing shirts. As he got closer still, he couldn't tell about Jay, and he couldn't really tell for certain about Amy, but if she was wearing panties, that was certainly the only clothing she was wearing. 559 "It's OK Mark. We've already all seen each other naked. Plus it's dark. Don't be scared." 560 "Scared? I'm not scared." Mark could see that they were sitting on top of their clothing, which was spread out on the ground, the closest thing they could get to blankets, it occurred to him, for when they were having sex and not wanting to get all covered in grass and pine needles. 561 "Good. Have a seat, man." Jay gestured for him to sit in front of them. Mark did. "Bro, it looks like this is your lucky day." 562 Mark wasn't sure what was coming, but he was getting nervous. 563 "More like my lucky day, I hope." Amy sounded even sweeter than usual. 564 "So Amy and I were talking, just talking about stuff. You know, fantasies and things we'd like to do someday, and about how magical this place is, about how perfect it is here..." 565 "And how it really sucks for you that Traci couldn't come today, you know, being stuck here on the perfect night with no girl, while Jay and I have each other. I know you're Jay's closest friend, and I really like you too, Mark." 566 Amy's voice changed a little, like she was retrying to get through to him but she was a little bit scared, a little embarrassed. "Mark, I really like you, and I've always had this fantasy, and now just seems like the perfect time...and the perfect place...the perfect opportunity. Jay and I talked about it before, and he said maybe someday. Just now he said yes." 567 "We were making out and talking about it, and she was getting turned on, like really turned on." 568 "Yeah. I was, wasn't I?" Amy giggled. "I still am." Mark could see her tits jiggling when she giggled, above where Jay's arms were wrapped around her and pushing them up. "You're already the only other guy besides Jay who's ever seen me naked. So...ask him Jay. You should ask him..." 569 Jay just blurted it out. "Amy's always wanted to try two guys at the same time, you know, two cocks at once. And honestly, it turns her on so much, that like, I can't say no. I'm cool with it. But only if it's you." Jay paused, then he continued, "There's a condition though: Only I can fuck her. I get her pussy. But she can blow you while I fuck her." 570 "It's just us here, Mark. Please say yes. I really want to try this. We're all so close. This can bring us all closer, and it can be our secret, our special, delicious, horny secret. Nobody else has to know, ever." 571 "What do you say? It's your lucky night, right?" 572 "Have you ever had a blowjob, Mark?" Again Amy's voice sounded so sweet. Both Amy and Jay were pretty sure Mark had not. 573 "Amy gives great head. I mean fantastic, Mark, absolutely top notch." The fact Jay had used his name, instead of calling him Bud, or Dude, or Bro meant he was being sincere. Jay really wanted this to happen. 574 Amy giggled again. She moved to get up and Jay released his arms, exposing her naked breasts as she rolled onto her knees, and then crawled over to kneel in front of Mark. Mark didn't think he had ever seen anything so beautiful in his young life as this moonlit, naked girl in front of him. Her eyes gleamed with excitement. His cock was painfully hard, trapped in his shorts. 575 "I really want to do this, Mark. It's so beautiful up here. It's magical. I've been so horny ever since we got here. Never in our whole lives will there be a more perfect time. C'mon, it'll be fun." 576 She reached out her hand and rubbed Mark's cock where it was straining against his pants. Mark still hadn't said anything. He was still processing, but it was sinking in. Amy was sweet and beautiful. He could trust Amy and Jay. This wasn't the way he'd pictured losing his virginity, his oral virginity at least, but his cock was screaming "yes" and his brain wasn't thinking of any reasons to say "no." 577 "OK," he managed to breathe it, barely audible at first, but then he repeated, more firmly and definitively, "OK. I'll do it." 578 "Ooooooh!" Amy squealed with excitement. "This is going to be so fun! Thank you, Jay! Thank you, Mark!." Amy started to unbutton Mark's shorts, then she pulled them down suddenly, grabbing his underwear at the same time so Mark's cock sprang up. It would have hit her in the face if she hadn't backed away. "Well look at you, Mark!" She gently took hold of his cock with one hand, and cupped his balls with the other. She caressed him, getting the feel of him. "After this afternoon I wondered how big you'd get when you got hard." 579 Despite skinny dipping earlier, neither Mark nor Jay had gotten erections while swimming. The water was cold. Mark had gotten an erection later, when he excused himself to pee and replayed the sight of her in his mind's eye, but he had successfully hidden that one, although it took him 10 minutes to get it to go down before he could return to the group. 580 "May I?" Amy brought her mouth over to just in front of Mark's cock, which was as hard as he could remember it ever being. He thought when she touched it he might cum instantly. He tried desperately not to. She looked so hot. In a way the moonlight made it even better. Not that her looks needed the help of darkness. It was more that the dim moonlight made it possible to fill in some of the details with his imagination, while seeing just enough to keep it going on overdrive. 581 Amy reached out her tongue to lick the drop of precum that formed at the tip of Mark's cock. Mark let out a groan. He was frozen in anticipation of when her tongue would touch him again, when her lips would wrap themselves around the head of his cock.. 582 "You're going to like this, buddy." Jay got up to walk over and stand closer, although still a step or two back. His eyes were fixed mostly on Amy, although he did glance at Mark. Jay's cock was hard too. It was a little smaller than Mark's, a little more average, although the difference was not dramatic. Jay was stroking his own cock gently as he watched his girlfriend. 583 "Jay baby? Can we also maybe do a little bit more?" 584 "What did you have in mind, babe?" 585 "Would it be OK if Mark also licked my pussy? Maybe Mark could lick my pussy while I suck your cock, you know, kind of like a warm up before you fuck me?" Amy leaned in and kissed the head of Mark's cock. 586 "I'm cool with that if Mark is. What do you say, buddy?" 587 Amy stroked Mark's shaft. 588 "Uh. I've never done that. I've never licked a girl...down there." Mark spoke haltingly. He was feeling her tongue gliding back and forth across his frenulum. Every sensation was new, every move she made was an exquisite revelation. 589 Amy popped off Mark's cock. "That's OK. I can give you pointers if we need to, but I'm sure you'll do great. Do you want to lick my pussy, Mark? I'd be honored to be your first." She looked up at him with the sweetest smile. 590 "Thank you, Amy. Thank you Jay. I'd like that. I'd like that a lot." Amy went back to work on his cock, licking and sucking in earnest now. 591 "Mmmmm! This day is turning out GREAT!" Amy laughed again. It was clear she was having fun. Her enthusiasm and openness really helped put Mark at ease. 592 Jay popped in again. "You're going to like it. Some guys don't but they're fucking crazy! I love going down on Amy." 593 "And you're great at it too! You're the best." No sooner had Amy complimented Jay than she opened wide and took Mark's cock back into her mouth. After a few more strokes, she could feel Mark starting to tense up a little. Amy drew back and looked over at Jay. She turned to him, reached out, and grabbed his cock to pull him in a little closer. 594 "Now this is more like it. Two big, fat cocks for little me." She jerked both Mark and Jay, one cock in each hand. She looked up adoringly at both of them. The excitement was written all over her face. Her eyes were wide with fun. "I'm a lucky girl." She squeezed and jerked and alternated licks and kisses and little sucks for them both. She pulled each of them in closer so their two cockheads barely touched each other, right in front of her mouth. "Boop!" she giggled. Then she tried to fit them both in at the same time, but she couldn't really do it without a little too much teeth. She settled for a big, sloppy lick and a kiss where they met. "Thank you, boys." She leaned back and slightly away, so Mark and Jay did too. "Now I think it's time for Mark to lick my pussy." 595 Amy was clearly having the time of her life. Being the center of attention agreed with her. She unfolded her legs out from under her, then laid down on her back and drew them up. "Right here, baby," she patted her pussy while looking at Mark. "Come to momma." 596 Mark bent over and slowly, gingerly brought his head close to Amy's crotch. He could smell her arousal. It was unlike anything his nose had ever known before, but it wasn't bad. Without even thinking about it, he found he was breathing her in deeply, feeling it in his lungs and then it seemed like he felt it in his blood. Despite his inexperience, he had a fairly good idea of what he should do. He laid his hand on her hips and kissed her vaginal lips where they came together. Then he ran his tongue in between them, in one long lick from bottom to top. 597 "Mmmmmmm." Amy responded. "That feels great, Mark. Just lick and kiss me all around, and if you hear me or feel me reacting, then do more of that." 598 "OK. I'll try." 599 "Do you know where my clit is?" 600 "Right here?" Mark gave her a quick little lick. 601 Amy gasped. "That's it. Wait a little bit before you go there." 602 "OK." 603 Mark focused on Amy, her breathing, her movements, her noises. He licked his way through every fold and crevice. He kept a steady rhythm. It was wonderful to know he was making her feel good, like she had done for him. He was so focused on her he forgot about Jay, until he heard Amy make a noise that made it clear something was stuffed in her mouth. 604 He backed off quickly and glanced up. Jay was kneeling beside her head. Amy's head was turned to the side with her neck slightly craned to take his cock into her mouth. She was working it with her hand and bobbing back and forth slightly. He heard her whimper. She was missing Mark's attention on her pussy. Mark dove back into her and redoubled his efforts. He focused increasingly on her clit. 605 It wasn't long after that he heard her voice. She must have stopped with Jay. "That's it Mark. Right there." Her voice was a little strained. He kept steady. His tongue was swirling. "Right there, baby!" Amy was gasping for air, and then she broke. A mini-convulsion shot through her. Mark slowed his tongue slowly as she came down. He heard Amy purring, and then he backed away, and wiped off his sopping face. 606 "You did it, Dude. You made her cum." Jay was excited for him. Mark could see Jay's hard cock bobbing above Amy's head. It didn't seem like he had cum yet, but still he was happy. Jay actually offered him a "high five." Mark accepted, and sat up to look down at the blissed-out Amy. 607 Amy took a few seconds to recover while the guys admired her. She sat up. "Not bad, Mark. Pretty good, in fact." Amy threw her arms around Mark and kissed him. She drove her tongue into his mouth and went deep and passionate. Mark did his best to return the kiss. He shared her passion. He loved feeling her passion, and knowing he had helped to bring it on made it even better. He wanted more. Amy was a goddess to him, a wonderful, powerful goddess he couldn't get enough of. Just feeling her in his arms, with their naked bodies crushed together, and tongues entwined felt wonderful. It felt awesome. It was overwhelming. It was the greatest feeling he had ever felt. 608 And then Amy pulled away, and she turned to kiss Jay the same way. That felt less good, a little lonely, but Mark knew he had no reason to complain. He was nothing but grateful for this experience, for Amy, and for Jay. 609 When Amy finally pulled away from Jay, she bit her lip. She got this mischievous look in her eye. "OK boys. It's time to fuck. Mark, you lay down where I was." Mark laid back. Amy took up position between his legs. Jay took up position behind her. 610 Mark was propped up on his elbows, looking straight into Amy's eyes. Her eyes seemed so bright, even in the dim moonlight they shone clear and strong. Then he saw them pop open suddenly wider, as Jay penetrated her. Mark got full view of the pleasure registering all over her face as she rolled back into him, he grabbed her hips, and they started to move together. 611 She was so beautiful. It was so erotic. The moonlight set it up perfectly. Jay was fucking her from behind, but the whole time she was looking straight into Mark's eyes. Then she bent over and took Mark into her amazing mouth. She took him deep, deeper than ever before, and then backed off. She found a position to prop herself on her elbows while she used her hands to tickle his balls and slightly stroke his cock. Mostly, she worked her lips and tongue around the head, using the forward motion of Jay's thrusts to bob as she sucked and swirled with her tongue. 612 "Not too hard baby. Nice and easy." Amy threw caution to Jay, who eased off a bit, but kept a gently rhythm. They settled into a nice easy fuck. Mark could see Jay behind her. He was smiling. Amy's mouth was around Mark's cock, but she was smiling with her eyes, and the corners of her mouth too when she backed out to where only the head of Mark's cock was still inside her. It was obvious. She was absolutely loving this. 613 "How you doing, Mark?" Jay asked. 614 "Fucking awesome. I think I'm gonna cum pretty soon." 615 Amy backed off. "Cum in my mouth, baby. Go ahead and cum in my mouth." She went back to sucking Mark. His cock felt fantastic. He couldn't believe this was happening. It was so fucking wild. It was so intense. It felt so fucking good! 616 Jay was thrusting just a little faster now, getting into it. Both he and Amy had a little twisting, rolling motion they were doing, getting a little extra stimulation while he was clearly holding back from pounding her so hard it would mess things up for Mark. Amy took the hand off Mark's balls and reached back to touch her clit. She'd shifted her center back so she could still stroke Mark and look into his eyes. She had a determined, excited, intense look. Jay was breathing harder now. Mark knew it was coming. Everyone was getting there. Who would be first? When? 617 Mark tried to hold it. He tried to hold it. It was coming. He saw and heard Jay start to pant, then suddenly, Jay unloaded into Amy. Amy felt him shooting into her, her eyes rolled back as she relished it. She looked so incredibly beautiful. So amazingly hot, and in absolute ecstasy. She was cumming. Mark knew, and then he lost it. Cum shot out of his cock into her mouth. He kept cumming and cumming. So much cum, but Amy stayed latched on. She was swallowing it, savoring it, with cum flowing into her from both ends. 618 When Amy came back around, and let go of Mark's cock from her mouth, a long drop of cum fell out, but she had clearly swallowed all the rest. On her face there was nothing but joy and satisfaction, at their experience, at their achievement. Her fantasy had concluded in unbelievable, perfect fashion. They'd all three cum together. All they could do was laugh at how awesome it was. 619 ********** 620 Mark remembered. Probably the most intense night, the most memorable experience of his life. He couldn't possibly forget that night. They had all three felt so close. They had all three slept curled together, with Amy in the middle. Even hiking back the next day they still had that feeling. It didn't fade until the car ride back, as they returned to their lives in the "real" world. 621 A couple of days later Mark learned that Jay and Amy were fighting. They were, incredibly, even thinking about breaking up. Mark was torn. He felt awful. He felt guilty, as if he had somehow been the cause. He also secretly felt hopeful, like maybe this might be his chance with Amy. But then the thought of betraying Jay made him feel guilty again. There were so many feelings! 622 But Jay and Amy didn't break up. After about 10 days on the outs, while Mark was still thinking about how he might swoop in and get her, Jay and Amy patched it together, and slowly things returned more or less back to normal. 623 Chapter 1.5 Normal didn't last long. In November Jay told Mark Amy was pregnant, and that she'd decided to keep the baby. Mark tried to apologize again to his friend for contributing to their carelessness, for coming between them, for he wasn't even sure what, but Jay wouldn't have any of it. 625 "Buddy you did me a favor. After she got her threesome fantasy, she owed me, and a couple of weeks later I got mine, with her and her roommate." 626 "Traci, the one who was supposed to go with us that day?" 627 "The very same. So no guilt my friend. None. It was a moment, it was the perfect place, the perfect time, and it was insanely hot. Plus it was just a one time thing. So no worries, please." 628 At least that's the way Jay had played it with Mark, and he never deviated, over all the years, he never changed. They never spoke of it again. 629 Mark was reasonably certain it must have been during their one time together at the lake that Summer was conceived. Years later, Amy even confirmed it for him. She and Jay didn't have sex again until almost two weeks after that night. They'd nearly broken up, and the reason was Jay's jealousy. It had all come out in the middle of a litany of her complaints against Jay. Their marriage was in trouble, and Amy had confided in Mark. 630 Jay confided in Mark too. Jay was actually thinking about leaving. Amy wasn't the same anymore, he said. Mark counseled patience. Amy was worth sticking it out for, and so was Summer. It was Mark's idea that Jay surprise Amy with a second honeymoon. Mark even watched young Summer part of the time during the week they were gone. 631 They both later told Mark that second honeymoon had saved their marriage. 632 ********** 633 Summer snapped him back to reality as Mark's thoughts wandered. 634 "So Mark, you might think you're done with us now. That with mom and dad gone, and having shown me the place I was conceived, your work is done, and it's time to move on, put that chapter behind you, so to speak. But I don't want us to lose touch. Promise me you'll stay in touch. If you're within 100 miles of Eagle Creek I want you to let me know, OK? And if I'm anywhere near Austin, or wherever you're at, I'm going to call you, and we can have dinner. Is that a deal? Do we have a deal?" 635 "Yes. We have a deal." 636 "You promise me?" 637 "Yes. I promise." 638 ********** 639 After their day at the lake, Mark and Summer returned to their separate lives. 640 Despite all they'd said, especially once he was away from her and back into his regular routine, Mark did still have feelings of guilt over what he'd done with Summer. The spell she had him under, especially on that day, in that place, had been too powerful. It was stronger, by far, than the pull her mother had over him once. Or maybe he was weaker now, a few more miles down the road of life and finding himself still alone. Despite Summer saying seemingly all the things a person could say to prevent it, he still felt guilt, and shame, and also desire for her. The end result was something like despair. 641 Mark did take one, definitive action. He changed his will, leaving everything to Summer. There was no one else he cared about even half as much. It didn't matter that they weren't together. She should still go out and fall in love with some guy closer to her own age, who didn't share in or even know about her weird "origin story." In fact that's what Mark wanted for her, the same thing Jay and Amy would have wanted. 642 Summer was the only thing left of Jay and Amy. And Summer was the only thing left in this world that Mark loved. It had taken a few weeks for his feelings to settle, but he knew that now. It was all clear. Their lapse at the lake had shown him. He could be forgiven. It was only a one time thing. In a strange way it was kind of the perfect tribute to the memory of Jay and Amy that he repeat the cycle. Mark had shown he could keep a secret. This could be just one more. 643 He thought it was probably a kind of closure for her too. She had chosen it. The moment was right. But it was only a moment. If it seemed like a dream, that's because it was, that's all it had been. 644 Reality aside, the sad truth was that in the weeks after their day at the lake, not a single day went by that Mark didn't think about Summer. 645 In the morning he thought about what it would be like to wake up next to her. When it was quiet he thought about what it would be like to hear her voice. When he was alone he sometimes imagined she was in the next room, instead of almost 900 miles away and busy living her young life. At night he would think about what it had felt like to touch her, to kiss her, to hold her in his arms. Alone in his bed he would fantasize about what it would feel like to make love to her again, and this time to do it properly, in a bed with pillows and sheets and comfortable snuggling after they were done. Mark was powerless to stop these fantasies. At least he'd had her for a moment. At least they'd shared that. But it was small consolation. He felt desperately alone in the world, more alone than he ever had before. 646 Mark tried to throw himself into dating. He signed up for three different online sites. He sent endless messages seemingly into the void. He met up with three of the women he actually matched with. It was no use. He didn't connect with any of them. There was nothing really wrong with those women except they weren't Summer, Summer who was hopelessly younger than him and off living her young life the way a young woman should. He hoped she was happy. The Christmas card she sent seemed cheery enough. 647 Summer was not happy. Summer was also alone. With her parents gone at the tender age of 24, Summer felt like she'd been cast adrift. After college she had struggled to land a job that seemed anything close to meaningful, anything like a possible career with a future. But her parents were there to support her then, both financially and emotionally. She didn't have that now. There was enough money in the estate to help her get established, but she wanted more. She wanted to build a life with someone. 648 But with who? She didn't know anybody that was even slightly close to what she wanted. She was through with online dating. That had been a total waste. Guys sometimes still asked her out, but not often. She'd tried with a couple of them, but her heart simply wasn't in it. She found herself, somewhat to her surprise, thinking more and more about Mark. What was he up to? How was he doing? Did he even miss her? Did he ever think about her? Could he ever be seriously interested in her, see her as an adult and not a child, see her as herself and not her mother, see her as a potential partner, an equal, and not just as a much younger woman he had a crazy fling with? 649 Maybe it was because her parents were gone. Maybe it was because since she became an adult she'd never had the kind of one-on-one time with him like they'd shared on that hike. Now she could see Mark not as her parents' friend, but as just a man. And the more she looked at him, the more she liked what she saw. 650 She remembered how after their time on the rock, on the hike back she had talked about how it was just a one time thing. She wished she hadn't said that. She should have probed more to see if Mark might have feelings for her. There had been times when it felt like he did. And then there was the sex. They'd had only that one time, but My God it had been hot. She often still thought about it when she masturbated, replaying what they had done in her mind, except this time, also finishing it off, imagining they'd fucked on the rock or later, on the trail. If that had happened, she couldn't shake the feeling that one thing would have led to another, and they could have been together ever since. 651 She could picture herself---really picture herself--with Mark. Was he just a little too old for her? Yes. It wasn't ideal. But no relationship is perfect. That was his imperfection, and it was okay. She could easily live with that. He had plenty of life left in him. She knew he would be there for her. He had always been there for her. He would eat her pussy whenever she needed it, and she would happily suck his cock. They'd never fucked, but she was certain, absolutely certain, that when they did it would be glorious, to have him, all of him, with her, inside of her. She could give all of herself to him, completely, unreservedly. She knew it would be sublime. It all fit so perfectly. Summer felt it even more than she knew it. 652 Sex is crazy like that, she thought. You can't trust those moments, but those moments are so crazy good. You want to recapture them, again and again. You want to bring some of that feeling of closeness into the rest of your life, the everyday part, the washing the dishes and shopping for groceries and walking the dog. The boring stuff is better when you're with the right person, and you don't mind it, you even like it, just because they're with you. 653 Everybody wants that, and yet it's so hard to find, and even harder to hold on to. And yet we keep hoping. We keep searching. We can't quite give it up. Maybe with Mark... It was so close Summer could almost taste it. 654 She really felt like she knew Mark, she connected with Mark just so much more than she ever had with anyone else. Mark was perfect for her, except Mark had been her dad's friend. There had been something, even if it was 'nothing,' between Mark and her mom. For years he had denied himself rather than try to come between her mom and dad, that's just the kind of guy he was, and if he possibly might have feelings for her, it seemed he was doing the same thing again, not letting himself go there. 655 As she looked at her life, looked at her options, Summer could see things clearly. On her present course she was headed towards emptiness. She didn't want empty. What she wanted was Mark. At first she thought he might come back to pursue her but now she could see that wasn't going to happen. What she had to do was make him see, in spite of himself, that together they could both be happy. What Summer had to do about Mark was to go and get him. Her mind was made up. She picked up the phone and dialed his number. 656 "Are you going to be home tomorrow night?" Again, not so much as a hello. 657 Mark knew her voice instantly. "I can be." 658 "Well make sure you are. I'm going to be in Austin, and I'm coming to see you. I'll come to your house. Still the same address, right?" 659 "Yes. Same address." 660 "Great. See you tomorrow!" 661 Summer showed up at Mark's house at 5pm. She had driven for 12 straight hours, with one pit stop for coffee and two for the bathroom. During the whole drive she ran through scenarios in her mind. She was a woman on a mission. There was no music, no podcasts, just a woman alone with her thoughts. 662 She got out of her car, walked up to his door, and rang the bell. "Hey Stranger." She tried to be casual as he opened the door, then quickly met her with a hug. 663 "Summer, you look gorgeous." Mark said, and he meant it too. He didn't see any signs of the long drive or the fevered anguish on her at all. It's not that they weren't there. He simply couldn't see them. 664 "Mark, we need to talk. I'm sorry to just open up with both barrels and hit you with this but I've been thinking it all over and I've got to just get it out. So I need you to listen. I really miss you. I really had a great time with you. Not just when we...but all of it. Being up there at the lake with you I really could see why Mom and Dad liked you so much. You're just a fucking wonderful guy. I can't stop thinking about you. Then I thought maybe it was just that place, that magical place my mom called the most beautiful place in the world. There was this other guy I was kind of interested in. And he was into hiking so he and I went back there, to that lake. And you know what? There was no magic. It's just a place. It was still pretty and all, but there was no magic. I didn't have sex with him. We didn't skinny dip. I wasn't even horny. The magic was you, Mark. And I think it must have been the same for my mom and dad. The magic isn't the place, it's because of the people you're with." 665 "Huh." Mark was taken aback. "I guess I never thought of that before. There might be something to that. I admit when we were there I wondered if you were just such a fun-loving free spirit you just let the moment wash over you or something, like it would have been the same for you no matter who you were with. Cuz like you said, that place is a great place to take a girl." 666 "I hope you know I'm not like that. I don't want you to think I'm just some slut who has sex with guys at the drop of a hat. I've only been with three guys in my life, four counting you. What we had felt special to me. I knew it right then, I fucking knew it, but I didn't trust myself. I doubted my instincts, and I doubted you too, mostly by thinking I'd more or less seduced you and even though the sex was great you'd feel guilty and still see me as too young and not someone you could be serious about. And I also wondered if maybe I'd ruined it, with my prying about you and my mom, ruined any chance we had for something more. Look, I've thought about it a lot. I really like you. I want to try being with you. I think it could be more than sex. I think it could be a lot more. Why is this all so hard?" 667 "I didn't think you were a slut. I could never think that! But I did think maybe that place was kind of magical and it was more that the moment got the best of us. Plus there was your parents, and how I owed it to them to take care of you, not to take advantage of you, and I know you said not to but I couldn't help but feel guilty about that. And also I am so much older. I know I'm not, but obviously I am old enough to be your father." 668 "I know exactly how old you are. You're 42. I'm 24. When you're 82, I'll be 64. You're not THAT old. And I'm not a kid. I'm old enough to know what I want. I keep thinking I want you. And all your objections are bullshit. You think you've got some kind of code you have to follow, some special obligation, but none of that is real. I'll show you what's real. This!" 669 Summer kissed him. She threw her arms around him and she kissed him. More than words ever could, that kiss delivered her message. Mark felt it. 670 Summer continued. "This is real! You and me is real! You're the man I want. You. Not some vague indeterminate future guy who probably doesn't even exist. I want a guy who gets me, who understands me, who knows me down to my core, who knows where I come from, who I can count on to always be there for me, to stay with me through anything, no matter what, to fight for me if he has to, to fight with me if I'm fucking up. Above all to love me, just love me. That's you, Mark. That's you and I think you probably know that it's you. I think you love me and you want to be with me too. Admit it. Because I know it now. It sounds fucking crazy to say it but I feel it. I love you. I. Love. You." 671 Mark stood, stunned into silence. He wanted to respond. But this had all come on so fast! He wanted this, but he hadn't dared to dream... 672 "You big dummy! You stupid asshole! You fucking maddening...MAN. Say something!" She beat her fists against his chest until Mark put his arms around her and held her so tight that she couldn't any more. She dissolved into tears. 673 "I love you too, Summer. I love you so much!" There were tears in Mark's eyes too. "But how do you know it's not just the grief, and me being the closest remaining connection to your parents?" 674 "I thought of that. I thought you might think that. But I really don't think so. You make me happy, Mark. You always have. You've been there for me my whole life. I feel like if I don't try this with you then I'll always kick myself. I'll always wonder. So I think we should try to be together, try it and see. Try to make it work." 675 "I want that, Summer, I really do. But before we do this there's something I have to tell you, something that might make you change your mind." Mark sat down on the couch. Summer sat too, curled with her leg up at the other end. Mark spoke. "I didn't want to tell you but now you've kind of forced my hand. I think about you too. I've beat off probably every single day thinking about you. And I know it's more than the sex too. I miss you. Just being with you. I hear your laugh in my head. I see your smile. I physically ache just thinking about touching you." 676 Summer reached out and touched Mark's hand. He grabbed it in both of his. He needed to touch her when he told her. His face got serious. 677 "I've kept this secret for 25 years, but now it's too big for me to just carry around. I've thought about it a lot, and I'd feel like I wasn't being honest with you if I kept it all to myself and then there'd be this secret between us, keeping us apart. We have secrets we've been keeping from others, but I don't want there to be any secrets between us, Summer. I could try to keep it. Maybe I should try to keep this one to myself, but if I did you'd know I was keeping something from you. You've already sensed it. If I don't tell you now it's just going to grow and gnaw at you and I don't want that." 678 "What?" Summer was puzzled, and also scared. "You said there's no chance you could be my father, right? You didn't lie about that did you?" 679 "No. There's no chance. I told you the truth. But maybe it's not quite the whole truth. You see..." Mark gripped Summer's hand and looked into her eyes. He steeled himself, and then he spoke. "I was there the night they made you. The night you were conceived. You were right about that. It was up at the lake." 680 "So...? You basically flat out told me you heard them. That's not new." 681 "It's worse than that. I didn't just hear them, Summer. I was there...with them. I was looking into your mom's eyes as your dad came inside her, planting the seed that became you." Mark felt Summer's hands tense up, but she did not let go. 682 "Holy shit! Like you were watching them?" 683 "Not exactly. You know we were really close friends. Well that night we became extra close. Anyway, while your dad was putting you inside her, she could feel it, she came too, I could see it all, and then I came in her mouth, so it was like all three of us together, at the very same time." 684 "Oh my God!" 685 "We never did it again. Only that one time. But you can see that's kind of why even though I'm not your father it's still pretty weird for me, even more so than you knew. I totally understand if this weirds you out. I even understand if it's so weird that you can't get past it. It weirds me out! But I hope somehow you can get past it, that we can get past this, because I really do want to be with you, Summer. You're all I think about. I want more than anything to be with you." She let go of his hands and sat back. 686 Summer was quiet at first. "Well that definitely explains that vibe I always got from mom about you." Summer paused. She was thinking. Then she grabbed Mark's hands again and spoke cleanly and clearly. "It doesn't change anything. I actually thought you might have screwed her. I was afraid you might be my father, or you might not even know for sure if you were. So I guess a blowjob is kind of less than that. It's just the timing of the whole thing is...well it's super weird... But in a way it's also kind of weirdly special, you know? Like we have an extra special secret, you and I, even more than before. And it connects us. Like you started it 25 years ago, and now..." Summer thought some more. "Jesus! Mom!" 687 "It was a one time thing. Just crazy kids experimenting, trying to live out a fantasy. Maybe the lake just got to us. Like you said, your mom really embraced life." 688 "It is a special place, for sure, but that was a long time ago. And that wasn't me. Even if we wanted to, we can't live our lives up there. Our lives are here. And I want to be with you here, Mark. Not in magical dream world, here in the real world. Just you and me, here and now. OK?" 689 Chapter 1.6 "OK." As he looked at her, this woman who had just accepted the deepest, darkest secret he had withheld from her, Mark couldn't help it. His heart was full of love, but there must have been some blood left over, because just looking at this amazing woman whom he loved, and who despite all this weirdness, incredibly, apparently loved him back, his dick got hard. 691 Summer noticed the bulge growing down his pant leg. "Is that for me? Or for my mom?" Then she let him off the hook. "Just kidding. Like am I gonna worry that you're thinking about her and not me when I blow you? No. Like maybe the first or second time but by the third time it's gonna be all me. I know it's gonna be all me." Summer was smiling. 692 "You're right!" 693 "Sorry for stealing your memories, but also not sorry, if you know what I mean. I think about our day at the lake all the time, Mark. All the time. Don't you think about it?" 694 "Of course I do. It was the most intense sex I ever had, and we didn't even fuck." 695 "I know, right? So how much better could it be if we did fuck? If we could have that all the time?" 696 "Don't be greedy. We might never have a day like that again." 697 "I know. But then again we might. Even if we didn't it could still be really good. Don't you want to try?" 698 "I do want to try. But not just for the sex. I want to try for how it feels to be with you. I want to be with you Summer. God help me, and I'm sorry to your parents, but I really do want you. I want us." 699 "Me too. And you need to know I'm not leaving you like your ex-wife. You're stuck with me." 700 Their eyes met and they kissed. It wasn't raw. It wasn't hot. It was warm, reassuring. They both wanted this, equally. They wanted each other. They kissed again, and the heat started to return. They kissed again, and again. Summer was getting that look in her eyes, like at the lake. 701 "I didn't drive 12 hours just to fuck you, Mark, but I'm not leaving this house until I do. We need to fuck, and I want you to cum inside me." 702 Mark started to speak, but she placed her finger over his lips again. "No. You're going to cum inside me, Mark, and I won't take no for an answer. I need you to cum inside me, do you understand?" 703 "I do." 704 Summer smiled. "Just remember those two words OK? I think I'm gonna need to hear them from you again." 705 "I do, Summer. Forever." 706 "Oooh. That sounds nice. It's not just fucking, Mark. It's you and me together. Our bodies together. Our lives together. For as long as we live." 707 "I know that. I believe that." 708 "Then it's time to get started..." 709 They pawed and clawed at each other, fighting through clothes in a tangled fever of mutual need, trying to get to...contact. Skin to skin, Summer felt the warmth radiating through her. From him. To her, and it was so nice. This was Mark. She felt completely safe with him. And also this was a man, her man. She could have this now. She needed to feel all of Mark. Outside and inside of her. Filling her. 710 She needed that feeling. She squirmed against his body as she held him. As he held her. She slid up to find him. They kissed. And it was there in his lips, and in his arms, and in all of him. She knew in his lips that he felt it too. She'd been searching. He'd been searching. And now they'd found each other. 711 When they broke the kiss they were breathing hard, almost panting. She reached out and touched his face. He was smiling. She was smiling. They kissed again. She felt him against her. She felt his hard cock pressed against her. She was ready for him. 712 And then she felt him moving. His hands were on her body. He was kissing down her body. His hands were on her breasts. He was pressing his face against her breasts. Her nipple was in his mouth. His fingers were on the other one. His tongue, and the pressure. A jolt went through her body, straight to her pussy, straight to her center. That's where this was headed. That's where he was headed. His kisses trailed down her body. And then he was on her. And she gave herself over to it. 713 She was so vulnerable. There were tears in her eyes, and in Mark's too. He really felt it. This was it. Love, or death. He had to make this work, he simply had to. Summer was worth all of it, everything. Nothing else mattered except this woman and the love they shared. 714 Mark and Summer made love, and it was glorious. They finally found it, the thing they both so strongly desired, union. He filled her, and she filled him. Back and forth, he and she, in and out, primal, and also more, what it means to be human, fulfilling their purpose, achieving their goal, together. 715 They followed through on their promises without hesitation. They never looked back. Six months later they were married. 716 ********** 717 Miracle of miracles, somehow they made it work. For more than 60 years together, Summer and Mark both lived long lives, blessed with children, grandchildren, and even a great grandson born just a month before Mark finally passed after reaching the ripe old age of 104, surrounded by laughter, and family, and love. He gazed into Summer's eyes, and his final thoughts were of that incredible woman who had sucked the life out of him that day on the rock, and then given it back to him tenfold. 718 The life they built together was enough to sustain Summer for another 16 years after Mark was gone, long enough to see their great grandson, little Marky, grow into a fine, strong young man who looked surprisingly like his great grandfather. 719 The resemblance was there for anyone to see. It stood staring back at them in that picture she had from so many years ago, the photo her mother had taken of Mark and his best friend Jay, standing together on top of a big rock, arms around one another, grinning from ear to ear, with Summer Lake shimmering in the background. That photo was taken not far away from the very same spot where it now hung, near the large picture window of their family cabin, looking out onto the lake. 720 Summer and Mark used to laugh about that photo. Of course the whole family had seen it hanging there. If only they knew about all the secrets contained within that frame... 721 https://www.literotica.com/s/the-girl-who-gave-a-f-ck Author's note: To anyone put off by the first paragraph of this story, I urge you to please stick with it. -N2P 723 Something incredible, improbable, and life-altering happened to me recently and I still have trouble believing it. I, a 63-year-old man, had sex with an extremely attractive 21-year-old woman. No, I know what you're thinking. I didn't pay for it. I don't have the kind of money it takes to be a sugar daddy or to have the young hotties chasing after me just to get their hands on my cash. And no, she's not my daughter's friend or my friend's daughter or anything like that. Oh, I'm also not a rapist, of either the Cosby variety or any other. Just want to make that clear. Nope. None of that. This is a girl I met in a coffee shop. So how did it all happen? Well let me tell ya... 724 My name's Dan. I'm retired. I've got a pension from my time in the Air Force and a little 401K money from a few years in Real Estate, so a couple years ago I decided to just hang it up and spend the rest of my time doing what I like, instead of what other folks want from me. I was married for almost 32 years until she got cancer and passed away eight years ago. I've got a couple of kids from that marriage and I do enjoy visiting them and helping out when they need it, but that's not too often. They're grown and pretty independent. So mostly I spend my time now playing golf, helping out as a volunteer handyman with County Senior Services, and reading. I like to read. Always have. 725 For the last year or so I've done most of my reading at a small local coffee shop. The place is cozy, has good light, and it's not too busy, so they let me sit there pretty much as long as I like. I'd rather be there than sitting at home by myself. Plus I can sip a cup and maybe gnaw on a pastry or a sandwich now and then while I read. I like to think of myself as a friendly enough guy, but I'm not particularly outgoing. I'm not a big talker, and there've been plenty of days when I just sit there for 3-4 hours without saying anything more than telling the workers my order, and saying thank you when they hand it to me. 726 About 4 months ago, Suzanne started working there. I noticed her right away. I may be old, but I'm not blind and I'm not dead. She had dark, kind of tussled, shortish hair, piercing blue eyes, and nice, full lips. My wife had the same basic combo, and I've always gone for it. Suzanne didn't really look like Brenda, but that look was definitely "my type." She was medium height, trim, and although her apron kind of covered up her figure, when it wasn't pulled too tight and she was walking away, her ass looked just about perfect. 727 So she wasn't just cute, she was my kind of cute. And it got even better. After she'd worked there a few weeks, just from what I could overhear and observe and notice from my brief interactions with her, she had more personality than probably the rest of the staff put together. She was also smart. She was quick with a quip and little comments trying to make conversation with the customers, or interacting with the staff. For me, after she noticed I was a regular, she was always trying to get me to try some new coffee drink, not even ones on the menu, just stuff she made up. 728 Our little conversations were always brief and fairly professional, but with that tiny extra dose of friendly that keeps customers coming back and feeling good. Often she would notice the book I was reading and ask me about it. It started out with a simple, "Whatchya readin' Dan?" and then it took off from there. I didn't know anything about her personal life, how old she was, whether she had a boyfriend, or even if she dated guys or girls. I didn't know if she was in college or was a high school dropout, but I knew she like Vonnegut, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Raymond Chandler and Raymond Carver, could speak intelligently about them, and she also had a real dislike for self-help books and pop psychology. 729 Suzanne was damn cute, funny, smart, well-read, and I liked her a lot. It's not really fair to say I had a thing for her though. True, I liked looking at her, and talking to her, even briefly, was often the highlight of my day, but I was three times her age. She was younger than either of my kids. Even when I was her age she'd have probably been out of my league, looks-wise. I never really thought she was flirting with me, not even a little bit. The thought of my getting together with her in any kind of way outside the coffee shop was basically too far-fetched to even waste time thinking about. 730 "You wouldn't happen to have a mother that's single, would you?" I asked her once. That was the closest thing to flirting I ever tried with her. I know that sounds a little creepy, but trust me, in context it was mostly funny. 731 She just laughed to herself a little, got a far away look for a second, and replied, "I did, but she's dead now." 732 "Oh my God, I'm so sorry! My fat mouth" 733 "That's OK. It was a few years ago. She probably would have liked you, though, Dan," and then she had to duck back behind the counter to wait on some customers. 734 It was another one of my stupid little comments that sort of marked a turning point in our relationship. I'd just watched her be especially caring and patient with an elderly woman who, due to tremors in her hand, had just spilled her coffee for the second time and as she passed me after cleaning it up, not annoyed in the least, I said, "You know what's different about you, Suzanne? Unlike all the other people who work here, you actually give a fuck." 735 "Uh...thanks...I think." She smiled at me in a kind of amused way as she paused, and then took the sopping towel back to the sink to wring it out. 736 The next time I saw Suzanne was only a couple of days after I'd made that comment. It was actually Valentine's Day, which also happened to be my old anniversary, although I didn't celebrate that anymore. I came in about 9:15am, after the morning rush had died down. The place was fairly quiet. I got my usual order and was lucky to grab my favorite table, which was small and round, with just two seats, near a window, and in the most secluded corner of the place. A few minutes after 10:00 Suzanne came and sat down across from me. Despite seeing me there nearly every day for the last four months, she had only sat down to chat with me twice before, and both of those times it was about something I'd been reading. Today, although I had a book in my pocket, I was just scrolling through my phone. 737 "Hey Dan!" Her tone was cheery as she greeted me, but there was something different about her expression. I couldn't quite place it yet. She looked at me directly in the eyes, looking a little more deeply than a person normally would, really looking. "Did you know you have really kind eyes?" 738 "Huh. Funny you should mention that. That's what my wife said to me on our first date." 739 She smiled. "Smart lady. She knew. She could see it. You try to come off all crusty sometimes but it's there. I bet she fell for you right away, didn't she?" 740 "Oh I don't know. She wouldn't even kiss me until the 4th date, but I think we both felt right away that there might be something there." 741 "I bet she knew. I'd really like to hear about her if you'd be willing to tell me more." 742 This was definitely out of the ordinary. Like I said, we had never really gotten personal, although she did know I was a widower. I liked her. She probably knew I liked her. And I felt like, at least as a crusty but basically kind regular customer, she enjoyed me too. "Sure. I could tell you about her sometime." 743 "Good. I'd like that." She smiled very sweetly. Sweet and sincere was not her usual. She usually had her wisecracking guard up. She was silent for a moment, then she spoke again. "You know today is Valentine's Day." 744 "Yeah. All the little heart decorations kind of gave it away." She let that comment pass. 745 "Well since it's Valentine's Day, I'd really like to hear a love story. Do you think you might want to tell me tonight?...if you're not busy, of course." 746 "No. I'm not busy. But what about you? A beautiful girl like you? It's hard to believe you don't have better plans than to spend your evening with a broken down wreck like me." 747 "Oh stop it! You don't look that old! You look healthy as a horse, even with all the coffee and pastries you eat! I bet you walk every day too, don't you?" 748 "Yeah, on the days I don't play golf, I try to." 749 "See! A distinguished gentleman such as yourself, a silver fox even, would look perfectly at home escorting a younger lady for an evening out." 750 Flattery was helping. I think she could tell she had me on the hook. "OK. That's laying it on a little thick. But if you're asking, I'd love to take you out to dinner this evening, of course I would be happy to, anyplace you want, but I'm guessing it might be a little tough to get reservations tonight with such short notice." 751 "That's where we're in luck. That's no problem at all. You see, I happen to have reservations for 7:30 tonight at Botticelli's." Botticelli's was possibly the nicest Italian place in our little town. 752 "Swanky! But are you sure there's not some hot young guy, or even a girlfriend, that you don't want to take instead? A place like that is mostly wasted on me. You don't have to ply me with expensive wine to get me to talk. I like talking to you, Suzanne. I'd talk to you over fish-n-chips at Sailor Joe's." 753 She laughed. "OK here's my sad story: The truth is I got these reservations a couple weeks ago for me and my boyfriend, but he broke up with me two days ago. It hadn't been going great between us, but I wanted to do something to maybe get things back on track, you know? Then he broke up with me. I'm pretty sure he did it right before Valentine's Day just so he wouldn't have to buy me a gift, the chickenshit." 754 "Suzanne, that's terrible. Fuck that guy. He's an idiot. But if you want to go, I am happy to take you. I'm glad you have reservations, but I'm buying, and I won't take no for an answer, OK?" 755 "You're sweet, Dan, but you don't have to do that. Maybe split the check?" 756 "I don't know what they're paying you here, and I'm not Jeff Bezos, but trust me, I can cover dinner with probably my favorite person in this whole damn place." 757 "Probably...?" She gave me a good-natured, quizzical smile. 758 "Well...Charlie's pretty cute." I mentioned the tall floppy-haired kid with glasses that was covering the counter while Suzanne talked with me. 759 "Well...yeah...he is kind of cute...but Dan...he's gay." 760 "Dammit! OK. You're on." 761 Suzanne had to get back to work, but we agreed I would pick her up at 7:00. She gave me her address. It was a fairly low-rent apartment complex only a few blocks from the coffee shop. As I got ready I admit I had kind of mixed feelings. I hadn't really talked to anyone about Brenda since she died. I wasn't sure how comfortable I'd be talking about her, but I liked Suzanne. I liked talking to Suzanne. 762 I knew getting dressed up wasn't required for most places any more, even a nice place like Botticelli's. But I wore my best, crisp blue dress,shirt, no tie, and a sportcoat. I hadn't even worn a sportcoat in a couple years but I felt like I needed to play the part of distinguished older gentleman, or at least a reasonable facsimile. It was Valentine's Day and Suzanne wanted to hear a love story. I tried to go over some memories in my head thinking about what I might tell her. They were happy memories. I was pretty sure I could get through it without crying. She didn't want me to cry, did she? Oh well. Even if I cried, that would probably be OK. I was too old to really give a shit about things like that anymore. 763 Walking up to her apartment from the car gave me deja vu. The apartment complex was old enough it really wasn't too different from the one where Brenda had lived when I picked her up for that first date some 40 years ago. I rang the bell and Suzanne answered it. The sight of her gave me a jolt. 764 "Suzanne, you look absolutely stunning!" 765 "You like?" She did a little twirl to show it off. 766 "I like very much." Her blue dress matched her eyes. She had to be the classiest coffee shop waitress the world had ever seen. The dress was short and flirty, perfect for a young woman. It showed off her curves too. I couldn't see any panty lines on that perfect ass, and apparently, she had tits too to match it. 767 She caught me staring. "Yep. I have tits." 768 "Oh my God, I'm sorry. It's just..." 769 "Yeah, I know. The apron covers 'em up. It's OK. C'mon, let's go." She didn't seem too offended that I had leered at her briefly. I was able to behave in a suitably classy manner after that. 770 She didn't ask about Brenda until after we were seated for dinner. She started with "Tell me about Brenda, Dan. How did you meet?" and it went from there. 771 I hit all the high points and I thought I was doing a pretty good job of telling the story. Suzanne seemed to like it. She listened well. She smiled and asked a few little questions, mostly to fill in details I left out like tastes and smells and music of the time to match the things I told her about. I was feeling pretty comfortable talking to her. We talked through dinner then as we were waiting for dessert she leaned in, looking softly into my eyes. I trusted her with my story. I wasn't sure what she wanted or needed from me, but If she wanted more, I wanted to tell her enough to fill whatever need she had in asking to hear it. 772 "Dan, I love this story. But can you do me a favor please? I know it's personal, but it's Valentine's Day, so it's kind of a special favor. I want you to please tell me a story about a time you and Brenda made love. It doesn't have to be the first time, just a favorite memory. Please don't leave out the dirty details, either. I want to hear about the sex. I want to hear it all. I know what I'm asking is kind of crossing a line, but can you do that for me please? Pretty please? For Valentine's Day?" 773 The look she gave me was so sincere, it touched me. I didn't know why she needed to hear this, but I knew, from every interaction I'd had with her up until then, that she was a very unusual and special girl. I looked into her eyes and decided that, what the hell, I was going to tell her. So I did. "You said you want the dirty version? Are you sure?" 774 "Yes, please. Not Jane Austen. Not Harlequin Romance. I want the fucking raw version, with heavy breathing and stiff nipples, with hard cocks and dripping pussies and sweat and stink and all of that. I'm not some dainty flower, Dan, I can take it. Repressed can be hot, but especially for the mood I'm in now, raw can be hot too. Just tell it like it was. I want you to make me feel it. Give it to me as raw as you can, please." 775 I didn't quite know where this was coming from, but somehow it fit with the Suzanne I'd seen. She wasn't a dainty flower. She wasn't shy. She always seemed very real, earthy, very alive. 776 "OK Suzanne. I'm not used to talking about this stuff, not to anyone, ever, so I'm not sure how this is going to go, but for you I'll try. To be honest, the fact that it's Valentine's Day kind of tipped it for me. As it turns out I do have a very vivid memory of making love with Brenda on Valentine's Day. Nope, it wasn't our wedding night. That was great, of course, but the time I really remember was a year later on our first anniversary." 777 "Wait. Valentine's Day is your anniversary? You were married on Valentine's Day? Dan, you didn't tell me that!" 778 "Yeah, I know. I didn't want to put that on you and have that hanging over tonight. But Brenda was funny about it, though. She used to tell everyone the reason she wanted to get married on Valentine's Day was so I'd never forget our anniversary." 779 "Ha! And I bet you never did." 780 "That's right. I never did. Anyway, a big part of what made this day I'm telling you about so vivid was what led up to it. I was in the Air Force at the time. We had a small house near the base. My unit was taking part in a big training exercise in Italy. I was only gone 10 days, but that was the longest time by far we'd spent apart up until then, and as relative newlyweds, it seemed like an eternity. February 14th was my first day back. When I got home, Brenda practically ripped my clothes off first thing through the door." 781 The memories were flooding back now as I continued to tell the story. "She had new lingerie on under her dress, a black lace teddy with a snap in the crotch. She was so goddam sexy! She unsnapped that thing and rode me, right there on the living room floor. I had never seen her so horny. She was absolutely on fire! Needless to say, after 10 days I wasn't gonna last long, and I didn't, but I lasted long enough that she came first. It was her orgasm that triggered mine. Then she rode me to her second one while the cum dripped out of her all around my cock and I stayed hard the whole time." 782 Suzanne broke in when I paused, "That sounds like it was really hot, Dan. You're doing a good job. If you don't mind my asking, was she a screamer?" 783 "Not a screamer so much as she had these hard breaths, deep in her chest, sort of like moaning, and it would take control of her whole body, so when she came, at least when she came good and hard, there was no doubt about it." 784 "Did it sound kind of like this?" Suzanne made the sound, "Ooaahh! Oaaaahh! Ohhhh!" 785 "Ha! Yeah, that's pretty close." How did she know enough to get that sound so much like Brenda, I wondered? I continued telling my story. "Anyway, after that first one—or two in her case—we cuddled a bit laying there on the floor and then got in the shower to clean up. We washed each other off and made out. I got hard again soaping down her tits while holding her from behind and kissing her neck. She turned around and got down on her knees and let me tit-fuck her for awhile, which I absolutley loved, and then she rinsed off the soap and gave me maybe the best blowjob I ever had, looking straight into my eyes the entire time. She didn't usually like me cumming in her mouth, but that night she actually wanted it. After I blew a load in there that must have been just as big as my first one, she kind of drooled the cum back out onto my cock and rubbed it all around her face, smiling at me, before she turned into the spray to let the water wash it off. The sight was incredibly erotic. She was showing me how much she wanted me, how much she loved me, how much she wanted to please me. 786 You have to understand: Normally, she was very proper and ladylike. She'd been raised in the church. Her father was a minister, for God's sake, but that night she wanted to show me she could be a complete and total whore, but only for me. It was only for me. Jesus! And she wasn't just faking it or putting on a show. No, she was feeling it. The only thing she wanted was to have sex with me, and to use that to show how much she loved me. It was the way sex is supposed to be. She just wanted to make me cum, and to cum for me, and I was the same in reverse. I can still picture it in my head today when I close my eyes, and that was almost 40 years ago." 787 "Are you picturing it now?" Suzanne asked. 788 I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "Yes I am." 789 "Is your cock hard?" 790 I opened my eyes to look at her. I smiled. "Yes it is." 791 "Good." 792 I decided to let that remark pass, and continued the story. "After the shower we got in bed, and I did my best to ravish her, her whole body. I kissed, nibbled, tongued, tickled, stroked, and squeezed every inch of her. She must have had at least five orgasms from my tongue and my fingers. We were both insatiable. All we drank was a little water. We didn't even stop for food all night. At the end she was almost totally spent, and I was too, but it was the best kind of exhaustion. Then we had one last fuck, in missionary position, as the sun was coming up, I remember kissing and holding her and looking into her eyes, until I came hard inside her. She came too, and almost immediately we both passed out and slept for a few hours until we woke up starving. 793 Chapter 2.2 It was probably the best, most memorable night of my life. And then, to cap it off, our daughter was born just about 9 months later. We had sex the next day too, and the day after, but we always believed she was conceived that first night. We named her Valerie, after that day." 795 I stopped speaking and smiled at her. 796 "Wow Dan! That's quite a story! Thank you," she said. From her face it looked like she really had enjoyed it. "I know that wasn't easy. I know that's not the kind of thing people talk about to anyone except their closest friends...maybe not even then." 797 "You're right. I've never talked about that before, to anyone." 798 "That's why I'm so thankful that you did. I needed to hear a passionate love story, a real one, not just some fake drama like porn or movies or TV. And I needed to hear it with the sex included too, because sex is such an important part of life, and this culture usually doesn't like to talk about it, except to make it something to hide or be ashamed of." 799 "Yeah, I suppose that's so. That story's all true too. Our whole lives together weren't that hot, of course. That's my best memory of sex with Brenda. But I had no complaints." 800 "You're a really special guy, Dan. I hope you know that." 801 "Awww. I like you too, Suzanne. You might be the easiest person to talk to that I've ever known. That's a real talent." 802 "I'm glad you feel that way. I always like talking to you too, even just for a minute at the coffee shop. You know, something you said the other day really stuck with me." 803 "Oh? What's that?" 804 "Remember you said I was the only girl that actually gave a fuck? That really hit me. It's funny but I really feel like you see me. You get me, and I know this isn't what you meant or the way you meant it, but it got me thinking..." 805 "Oh?" 806 "My Gran used to always say that if you're feeling low, the best thing to do to make yourself feel better is to do something for someone else. Do them a favor. Make them cupcakes or do their chores. Give them a gift." 807 "I think that's pretty solid advice. Your Gran sounds like a pretty smart lady." 808 "Oh she was the best." Suzanne got a little bit of a far away look in her eyes for a moment before she focused back in on me. "So I was thinking...what am I really good at that I can give to people? Like, if I was an artist I could paint someone a picture, or if I was a chef I could make them a gourmet meal, you know?" 809 "I'm sure you're good at lots of things." 810 "Yeah, I'm OK, but what I'm really good at, what I really think I'm the best at—and I don't want to sound too conceited here—I know I've got the kind of face and body that men really go for. I know how to use it too. The truth is I'm really good at sex, like really good. Trust me, I absolutely love it. Like, old boyfriends have actually told me I ruined them for other girls, and they want to get back with me, but I'm done with them, so that doesn't happen. Jeremy will probably come crawling back soon, but I'm done with him." 811 "Suzanne, I don't know what to say..." 812 She continued, "So when you said that I'm a girl who gives a fuck that got me thinking. I got to thinking if that's my special thing, then that's what I should give to people. I could give my body as a gift to people, not just because I feel romantic about them, but because I like them and I want to give them something they will enjoy. I've always felt like sex was important in a romantic relationship, but sex doesn't have to be just that or only for that. It's a great way to get to know someone too, like after you fuck them, you feel like you really know and appreciate them more completely, on a whole different level than you did before. And it feels great. It feels amazing. It's the best feeling in the world. I always cum, no matter who I'm with, and I make them cum too. It's beautiful." 813 "Suzanne, I..." 814 She did not let me continue. She seemed to look straight into my soul and breathed into it. "So, Dan, I decided I want to give you a fuck. I really hope you'll accept my gift. Do you want it? Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to feel my tight, hot, wet pussy cum all over your cock?" 815 I was too shocked to answer right away so she kept pouring it on, making her case, trying to close the deal. 816 "I want to do this. I want to fuck you. Look, I may be young but I know what it means when a man has that look. I know you want to fuck me too. I know you do. Be honest. Have you ever jerked off fantasizing about having sex with me? It's OK." 817 I still couldn't speak. I couldn't believe this was happening, but my dick was hard. 818 "I know you have. You can't deny it. I want to do this for you. Please let me do this for you, Dan. You know you want to. I know you want to. Fuck me. Give me your hard cock. Let me fuck you. You won't be sorry. It'll be fun!" 819 I couldn't believe it even when I heard it come out of my mouth, but I said, "OK." 820 Her demeanor changed instantly. "Great! Awesome! I'm so happy! I'm so happy we're going to do this. I'm so happy you're going to let me do this for you. Can we go back to your place? Are you ready to go?" 821 It's a good thing it took them a long time to bring the check, run my credit card, and bring it back, because it took several minutes before I was able to stand up to leave the restaurant. 822 While waiting for the check and then on the way back to my place Suzanne talked very matter-of-factly about what we were about to do. This was going to be a one time thing, her gift to me. She had been with a 40-year-old guy once, but never anyone close to my age. She let me know she had a blue pill for me if I wanted it. But she knew I'd been hard when we were in the restaurant. She reached over and squeezed my groin. 823 "Nope. Guess we won't be needing that!" she laughed. 824 The thought crossed my mind that maybe I was something like a science experiment for her. Then on second thought that seemed off. I was more like a people experiment. She just liked learning about people she found interesting. I decided it was more or less like she said. Yes I was old, but I wasn't a pity fuck for her. She genuinely wanted to know what it would be like with me. She genuinely liked me and wanted to give me this as a heartfelt gift. I knew I was maybe the luckiest guy in town that night, but I also admit I was privately thinking I might not be able to keep up with her. I remember 21. I might be in great shape for a guy over 60, but I was a long way from 21, or 24 like I'd been during the events of that Valentine's Day so many years ago. 825 Suzanne also told me she had condoms, but that she was on the pill and had recently tested clean. She assumed, correctly, that I hadn't had sex with anyone since my wife and figured I was safe too, so she was perfectly willing to go bareback if that's what I preferred. She also said she was up for just about any sexual activity I wanted, and that I should just ask her, as long as it wasn't anything super-weird, but she figured there was basically no chance I would ask her to do anything like that anyway. 826 She was right about that too. Brenda and I had experimented with a few minor kinks, but there was no way I was going to waste what was just about certain to be the last chance I'd have to have sex with someone as young and beautiful as Suzanne. This was a time to focus on the ever-popular main activities I loved most: intercourse, pussy eating, blowjob, possibly titfuck. Suzanne suggested I might want to use the story I had told her as a guide. She would re-enact that for me. That sounded impossibly good. I might have been just as excited as I was on that Valentine's Day almost 40 years before. 827 Nerves started to really hit me as we got out of the car and walked toward my front door. This was real. It wasn't a dream. If she was re-creating my story that meant she was going to be on me as soon as we set foot inside. I put in the key and turned the lock. I let her step in first, in front of me, then I followed. Her shoulders looked feline the way I saw them dip, and turn toward me before she pounced. She actually drove me back into the door to close it. Then her arms were around my neck, pulling my lips into hers. I felt her chest crushed up against me and she ground her abdomen against my cock. A lot was coming at me fast. 828 I focused on her lips. They were soft, warm, and absolutely delicious. Her tongue was there too, searching. I tried to feel her, to respond, to savor her and give back what I was getting. I think I did OK, but I was clearly rusty. Her hands moved onto my shoulders and helped me shrug off my sportcoat. It fell crumpled to the floor. Then her hands were undoing my shirt buttons, then on my chest, and my shirt was off too. She kissed from my neck down my chest, stopping in the middle where she fiercely licked and nibbled at my nipples. Her hands started to undo my belt, my zipper, and before I knew it my pants were around my ankles. Her face was nuzzling my cock through my boxers. She looked up at me. That was the moment. The look she gave me was so perfect it knocked any remaining nerves right out of me. I don't even know how, but her eyes gave me confidence. 829 It had all been so fast, probably not more than a minute since I'd opened the lock. My cock started to respond to her nuzzling. I looked back again at her eyes down there. I have no idea how she could turn it on that quick, but it was all there, lust, and hunger and the best part about it was she was at the same time somehow communicating belief. She did not just need it from me, she believed in me. She was confident I was going to satisfy her every need. Her nostrils flared. She was taking in my scent. My cock was making a tent. It was time to set it free. 830 Suzanne pulled down my boxers with a sudden tug and let them pool around my ankles with my pants. What else to do with them was not important. She had other, more immediate concerns, the first of which was getting her mouth around my cock. I was by then a little more than half hard. She grabbed around the base to lift me to her lips and then slowly engulf me, never breaking eye contact. I felt warmth, and wetness, and soft suction as her lips and tongue swirled and bathed my cock head with attention I hadn't had since I don't know when. The feeling was intense, amazing. I grew rapidly harder. She wrapped her sweet soft hand around the shaft and squeezed and stroked in perfect rhythm with the actions of her lips and tongue. All the while her eyes stayed locked on mine. 831 She continued to blow me for maybe 2-3 minutes. Or was it 5 minutes, or maybe 10? I really had no idea. I was lost in her, what she was doing to me, how good it felt, and how incredibly god damn beautiful she looked doing it. I felt like the absolute luckiest man in the world. I pulled her up by the chin to come kiss me. 832 We kissed, and kissed again. These were much better than the first ones."Strip for me," I said. "I want to look at you. I want to see how beautiful you are." 833 Suzanne stepped back slowly, gracefully, about 3-4 steps, just far enough that I could take in all of her, head to toe. I removed my shoes and socks, and kicked off the clothes around my feet as I continued to watch her. Her smile was perfect, enigmatic, enticing. She rolled her shoulders and her hips, as if in time to music, in perfect rhythm, although there was no sound except the soft shuffling of her dress with the movement of her arms through the air. Somehow her shoes were already off. 834 She teased the strap of her dress down over her shoulder, first one and then the other, slowly, ever so slowly letting the dress fall lower until only her breasts seemed to be holding it up. From shoulder to shoulder her skin looked smooth, creamy, perfect like the rest of her. She turned so I could see it from the back. Then the straps fell completely away so the dress was backless, naked down to the delicious curve of her tailbone while she held what remained in front up over her breasts. She turned again to face me, swaying back and forth to the invisible music. She stopped, and let the dress fall. 835 Her breasts were perfect, round, full, gorgeous. Her nipples stood up to greet me. Of course she'd been wearing no bra. She didn't need one. The firmness of youth helped them defy gravity. 836 "Suzanne, you're perfect," I said, and I meant it. I stood naked, my cock pointing directly at the dress she still held gathered around her waist. She did not say anything in reply. She just smiled and rolled her hips slowly as she gradually let go of the dress and it briefly hung, then fell to the floor. Underneath she was gloriously, completely nude. I hadn't seen panty lines earlier because there were none, all night she'd been working towards this. 837 She had another special surprise for me though, a nicely trimmed patch of hair in the perfect shape of a heart pointed down to her treasure. 838 "That's my valentine for you, Dan. Do you want to open it?" 839 Instantly I dropped down to my knees and buried my nose in that heart. I wish I'd been smoother but I was just so overcome by the desire for her that I could scarcely help myself. She giggled at my suddenness and then let out a little yelp as my searching tongue must have found the hood of her clit hidden down in that cleft. She placed her hands on my shoulders to slow me down and give her time. 840 "Do you want me on the chair, or on the floor?" she asked, very sweetly. 841 "Chair please." I realized I was deviating from the script a bit, but I trusted she could roll with it. She did, retreating just a little to sit on the big overstuffed arm of my big chair. She leaned back a little and pulled one leg up to rest her foot on the cushion toward the front of the seat. My path was clear. My patience returned, at least a little. I teasingly traced a path up her leg with my fingers. Then I followed with kisses and tiny licks, with a couple of nibbles thrown in just to keep her guessing. I danced around the prize. 842 "Your pussy is as beautiful as the rest of you." 843 "Thank you. She likes compliments." 844 "Does she have any favorite ways she likes to play?" 845 "You're doing great. She likes all kinds of games. If you break the rules, I'll let you know." She moved her legs apart a little more. 846 Her wetness drew me in and encouraged me as much as her words. I gave her little clitty a very soft kiss as I saw it pop out. She gasped. I started slowly lapping her with my tongue, big wide strokes. My hands were on her hips. I dug deep and inserted my tongue into her as far as it would go, and swirled. Her breathing told me she liked that. I did it again and again. Her breathing got stronger. I brought a couple fingers around to tease her opening. My tongue made big circles around her clit. Her breathing got shallower. I could feel her muscles starting to tense up. My circles got smaller and smaller, my fingers probed a little deeper. I held steady for a few seconds while her tension built. Then I went in for the kill. I softly sucked her clit in between my lips and circled it with the tip of my tongue. She gasped and was breathing hard and fast. I twirled and twirled as I sucked it in deeper. Her breath caught. She froze and shuddered violently for a few seconds. I heard her sigh deeply as the tension slowly released. 847 "Jesus, Dan, I'd hate to see what you could do to a girl once you get back in practice!" she laughed once she'd come down enough to talk again. I stayed down there, playing with her gently as she recovered. After a few moments she spoke again. "I want to feel you inside me. Are you ready to fuck me now?" 848 "If we can start with you on top." 849 She gently pushed back on my chest to drive me back to lay on the carpet. "I'd love to ride you." 850 "Climb aboard." I was feeling it. We were having fun. 851 She straddled me to massage my dick, trapped between her folds, getting slick with her wetness as she slid forward and back. It felt wonderful, a preview and warm up for things to come. I was very, very hard. She leaned forward to kiss me, then licked and bit my chin quickly before she grabbed hold of my cock, and sank back onto it. Her pussy was the tightest, most heavenly glove, barely yielding enough space to enter her, then squeezing once inside like it never wanted to let me go. 852 Suzanne rolled her hips with each stroke, down and back, then forward and up, again and again. I thrust up into her, matching her rhythm. Her magnificent breasts were there for me to squeeze, and roll and tease with my hands and thumb and fingers. Suzanne seemed to revel in every friction, every millimeter of touch, everywhere any part of our bodies met. Her smile said pure enjoyment. The sounds she was making seemed to start deep in her chest before they passed through those perfect lips. They promised...satisfaction, hers and mine. 853 Her every move, every breath, every moment was absolutely sublime. I couldn't possibly imagine greater beauty or more perfect desire. The more my brain registered her, the more I wanted her. I could see and feel and hear her orgasm building. Mine wasn't far behind. 854 And then it hit her. She froze for a second, her brain transported to infinity, her body left shaking from the force of sending it there. I saw her face in ecstasy, and feeling her vibrations at the base of my balls, offered up my tribute, sending it inside her with a force that took me out of this world too, if only for a moment, and then we were together again, down on the carpet in each other's arms. Soon, I could feel cum dripping out of her and down around the root of my balls. I was still hard. 855 As she became aware that I was still hard. She gave me a look of appreciation then started adjusting to the reality of the cock still inside her, throbbing and offering up the promise of another passage to the infinite. She got back on the horse and rode. At first it was like a victory lap, basking in the joy and admiration of the crowd (me), then she went for the encore. I was just happy that I could do my part to help her along. It wasn't long before she found it and her second orgasm rolled through her in waves. 856 I couldn't deliver again that quickly. I was just happy I'd stayed hard long enough for her. She bent down to kiss me, then pulled off to rest her head on my chest. I stroked her hair with one hand and her back with the other. Slowly, our breathing returned to normal. 857 "Did you want to take a shower?" she asked. 858 "That sounds wonderful." 859 We got up off the carpet, leaving our clothes where they'd fallen, and I took Suzanne's hand to lead her to my bedroom. I have a nice walk-in shower off the master bedroom. There's a small bench and two shower heads that rotate around and have multiple settings. I've got one of those tankless water heaters that never runs out. I'm sure the builders had sex in mind, at least as a possible selling point, when they put it in. I'd only used it by myself since downsizing and moving in here after Brenda died, but those designers knew what they were doing. It was very comfortable for two. 860 We got the temperature just right. After we were both in I realized I'd forgotten to turn on the fan, but then it hit me that I liked the steam. The steamier the better, especially for now, I thought. My God Suzanne was beautiful! Her body was perfect. Her face was so lovely. I kissed her all over that face while holding the back of her head in my hands. She held herself tight against me and seemed to enjoy the adoration I was showering on her as the warm water cleansed us of the sweat that covered our bodies. 861 She worked up a good lather on my chest hair, smiling at how the hair made that easier. I loved the feeling of her hands on me. I in turn loved the feel of her soft, smooth skin in my hands. Somehow I had almost forgotten how nice a woman can feel. Touching her, and feeling her touch me, just radiated a warm, calm feeling throughout my body. There is simply nothing more beautiful in life than being together with a naked woman: No painting, no landscape, no sunset, no perfect meal, no achievement or award, no drug. 862 Chapter 2.3 Eventually I found myself kissing her neck from behind while my hands were reaching around and soaping her breasts. That's when I remembered this had been a key scene in my story. Suzanne must have felt my cock stirring, getting hard again, because she seemed to remember it too. She slowly turned around and sank to her knees. 864 She looked up at me and smiled. She lifted her breasts and pushed them together as she sat up to get to the right height. I spread my legs and bent my knees slightly to slide my now extremely hard cock in between those luscious mounds. Suzanne adjusted to envelop me further as I began to glide back and forth. There was still enough soap between her breasts to serve as a lubricant. The feeling was absolutely heavenly as I fucked her tits. Her nipples were hard and she tweaked them with her fingers as my cock moved in and out of that lovely valley. 865 "Oh my God, Suzanne, that's perfect!" 866 "I like it too. Your cock feels so hot, and so hard. Let me know when you want it in my mouth." 867 "OK" 868 I was loving it, but the water, even though we weren't directly under the stream, was slowly washing the soap off. Suzanne felt it too, and she reached for more soap, but I took that opportunity to pull away. 869 "Take me in your mouth, please." 870 "I'd love to." She shifted me to direct the stream onto my cock for a moment, and to stroke me while rinsing both cock and hands. She briefly put her face under the stream too, for a fresh rinse, and then she repositioned herself. My cock was stretching out toward her, trying to stretch all the way to her mouth. It was hard and pulsing in her hands. She looked into my eyes as her tongue met me just under the tip, lapping up a drop of precum. 871 "Mmmmmm." she seemed to savor it. Then her lips stretched slowly around my glans, exquisitely slowly and deliberately, as she took the whole head in. I felt her tongue tease the underside, and then with a little suction, begin to swirl. Her eyes never left mine. She took me deeper, then backed off. She used her hands to stroke the shaft and lightly play with my balls. The steam rose all around us, and inside me too. What she was doing felt so wonderful I couldn't really think, I could only enjoy until quickly I had only one thought. It was time to reward her. She'd been doing so wonderfully. 872 "I'm going to cum." 873 She wanted my reward. She told me so with her eyes and the hint of a smile that appeared around her lips. She stayed latched on as she sucked, and stroked, and her tongue urged me on. I could feel my cock so hard I thought it was going to explode. 874 And then I did. A torrent gushed out of me into her waiting mouth. She took it all in eagerly, continuing to work me until the eruption had subsided. Then she pulled back and off me, without spilling a drop, and sat up to drool the cum out over the head and down the shaft of my cock, with some running down her chin as she moved under it to let the cum run off my cock and onto her face as she rubbed it all around. The sight was so erotic it kept me hard throughout the whole show. Then she bit her lower lip and smiled at me, the most adorable, absolute sexiest sight in the world. 875 Suzanne let me look at her, a good long look as I was drowning in the moment, overcome by her beauty, then she turned her face into the stream to wash the cum off before looking up at me again. My cock was deflating, and as it did I slowly slumped down to sit in front of her on the floor of the shower stall. I needed to be at her level. I needed to be closer to her. 876 I looked down at the water and the last few remaining remnants of my cum circling the drain. She put her hand under my chin and lifted it so I was facing her. Only then could she see that I was crying. 877 "Thank you. That was beautiful. You are so beautiful..." I felt foolish, but also so full of gratitude and appreciation I had to try to show her. I had to express it. The tears just came. "You've given me the greatest gift..." 878 Suzanne kissed my cheeks where the tears were falling. "I'm glad you liked it. I'm happy I could do this for you." She paused to look me deeply in the eyes as the water ran down and the steam still rose all around us. "You have to promise me one thing, OK? Promise me you won't keep all this..." she tapped my chest over my heart and made a circle with the flat of her hand, "to yourself. Promise me you'll share this..." she grabbed my cock, "and this..." she kissed me on the lips, "with someone else. You're too good a guy, too special a person, to keep this all for yourself and not share it, OK?" 879 I'm only a little ashamed to say I bawled like a baby. She held me in her arms and cradled my head against her naked breast. Fucking years worth of pain and loneliness I'd kept bottled up so deep inside I didn't even know it was there. And it all had just come out along with my gratitude. A 63-year-old man getting life lessons from a 21-year-old girl. 880 I felt silly, but I also felt seen, understood. And I was more grateful, in a thousand ways, than I could ever fully express. My tears quickly washed away. Clear eyed, I looked straight into hers and I made that promise. 881 When we got out of the shower and dried off, I asked her if she would consider staying the night. She said she had always planned to, she wouldn't have it any other way. We made love again. I went down on her, trying as best I could to repay in some small way what she'd given me. 882 "I can use the practice," I told her. That got a laugh. 883 "You're really pretty good at that. Much more practice and you'll be dangerous," she teased me back. 884 Maybe she was shining me on a little, but there was no mistaking the orgasm she had. Sex between us had been great before that little shower scene, but now it was even better, not hotter, necessarily, but more real, more honest. She wasn't trying to act out a script or be the Brenda of my memories and I wasn't trying to re-enact them. She was just Suzanne, and I was just Dan, two souls meeting each other over this, our one night together. We finished up in the missionary position. It wasn't skyrockets. It was just really, really nice. 885 She slept curled up next to me, the little spoon to my big spoon. The next morning I made us breakfast before taking her home in time for her to get ready for her shift at the coffee house. I went home and after a little research, promptly signed up for three different online dating sites that looked OK, two of which specialized in finding matches for older adults. I went back to the coffee shop the next day. She was back to acting mostly like her old self, more or less as if Valentine's Day had never happened. 886 When I told her about signing up for the dating sites she just said, "I'm glad. That makes me happy," and she smiled. After that she was still the same, but I thought I could see a little glint of shared understanding. She knew me and she liked me. Over the next few weeks there were a couple times when nobody was looking that she would dab a little whip cream on her upper lip and smile at me before licking it off. Then she'd smile again. She wasn't coming on to me, or even teasing me really, it was more like just our shared secret. 887 I met one of the ladies from the dating site at the coffee shop. Suzanne was working that day. She left us alone, didn't say anything out of the ordinary at all, but the whole time we were there she was just beaming, probably the happiest I'd ever seen her. 888 I still go to that coffee shop to read. It's also where I wrote this story. Suzanne no longer works there, though. A few weeks after our night together she moved on. I don't know where. She slipped a small card with a note into my coat pocket as I was leaving the coffee shop one day. I never even saw it until after I got home. This was all it said: 889 Dearest Dan, 890 This is my last day. I'm leaving to go back to school. Thank you for sharing this little piece of your life with me. I will think of you every Valentine's Day. 891 Love, 892 Suzanne 893 I may never see Suzanne again. I hope I do, but no matter what, I will never forget that rare and special girl and the wonderful gift she gave me. She gave me my life back when I didn't even know I'd lost it. I'm still looking for someone to share with for as long as I've got left, but I've only just begun that adventure. I know she's out there. Honestly, I know there are many women I could be happy with. When I find her, we will make each other happy. We will give our love to each other. That's really what it's all about. 894 https://www.literotica.com/s/the-power-of-fantasy Dreams can be fascinating. Sometimes they even come true. If you had a chance to help somebody else's dream come true, would you take it? I did, and it was one of the best decisions I ever made. This is that story. 896 The first couple years after my divorce were pretty rough. There's no denying I was depressed. I drank too much. My performance at work suffered. Probably the only reason I didn't get fired was because my boss cut me more slack than I deserved, hoping I'd pull myself together. My daughters were both moved out, one still in college and one recently graduated. They were worried about me. If we're being honest, I was kinda worried about myself too. 897 My daughters had encouraged me to start dating again, join one of those online sites, get out, meet people. "Just give it a try! What have you got to lose?" they'd tell me. I did join one, but my heart wasn't in it. The thought of dating again terrified me. I was 49 years old, too old for the young, single girls, and not ready to take on anyone closer to my age with baggage of their own, since I didn't really have mine sorted out yet. 898 As for sex, well my sex life was pretty much confined to internet porn, which was something I'd sorta lost touch with during the years I was married. I have to admit to being pretty impressed with the easy access and wide variety of what's available these days. I hadn't quite gotten so lonely as to be actually paying for it, but I was wondering if I might be headed down that road. 899 My mood always picked up a bit when one or both of my daughters came over to visit. Hannah, 23, recently graduated and just starting out with an Accounting firm, is the serious one. Her sister Amy, 21, is more the outspoken free spirit. One Sunday afternoon while we were all together just catching up over takeout sushi, Amy asked, "So Dad...how's the dating going?" 900 "OK I suppose. Nothing too significant to report," I answered, trying to keep it vague. 901 "How many dates have you been on in the last two months?" Hannah was going to hold my feet to it, and not let me wriggle off the hook so easily. 902 "Uh...one, I guess." I lied. The real number was 0. 903 "So that makes what...two this year?" My accountant. Putting a number on it. 904 "Basically." It was now July. I went on one date back in March. With her, I had sensed an underlying depression even worse than mine. Not what I needed at all. 905 Hannah tried to be encouraging. "Dad, ya gotta get out there! It's hard. It sucks. But you gotta push yourself. You're a great guy! We all know Mom was crazy to leave you. Shit, we all know Mom is crazy! But there's plenty of great women out there who would love to meet a guy like you. You just gotta put in a little effort. You know I'm right. You know it! So just do it!" 906 "And some of those old single ladies are pretty horny, too!" Amy chimed in. 907 "Jesus, Amy!" I was a little uncomfortable discussing anything sex-related with my daughters, and of course they knew it. But Amy delighted in pushing my buttons, in a teasing way, of course. 908 "Just sayin..." She couldn't quite let it go. 909 "So Dad..." Hannah popped in. The expression on her face changed, and you could tell she was about to get serious. "Amy and I have been talking, and we think maybe what you need is a little 'jump start' to your dating efforts." 910 "Jump start? What do you mean?" 911 "Like a nudge, to help get you out of your rut." 912 "You know, like dope dealers give out free samples to get you hooked, so you'll come back for more," Amy chimed in, pleased with herself. 913 "Amy! Good God!" Hannah corrected her, laughingly. 914 "What exactly do you have in mind?" I wasn't sure where this was going, 915 "We know somebody who wants to fuck you." Amy just laid it out there. Yeah, I guess you could say that had the shock value she wanted! Holy crap! The room was silent while what she said just sat there, filling it. 916 All I could think to say was, "What?" 917 I'd heard her, of course. And I understood what she'd said, but I was scrambling for time, trying to figure out how to respond. Was I shocked? Yes I was. But it was Amy. She loved to shock. Maybe the reality wasn't quite as stark as all that. There was probably a catch, like it's someone I'm not even slightly attracted to, who just said I had "bedroom eyes," or something. 918 Of course a part of me was also thrilled. Somebody wants to fuck me? Even the possibility it might be true was both flattering, and exciting, especially since I hadn't had sex with anyone or anything except my hand in almost three years! My girls weren't stupid. They knew it too. Clearly I was in no position to just ignore this and try to move on like she'd never said it. 919 "Who?" In the two seconds I'd been waiting for an answer this was the best I could come up with. Pitiful. Then I at least thought to follow up with, "Wait. How do you know?" 920 "Whoa! Whoa!" Hannah tried to rein it in. "Let's back up a bit. Maybe we should start at the beginning." 921 "That sounds good." Needless to say, I was very interested in learning more. 922 "So...it all started last Saturday afternoon. I was talking to this person I know, who I hadn't seen in awhile. We were just out on the deck of my apartment, catching up over a bottle of wine (or maybe two)..." 923 "Hannah, you lush!" Amy teased. 924 "Yeah well some of us don't loosen up quite so easily as others!" Hannah continued with her story, unphased by her sister's faux outrage. "So yes, the conversation was flowing, and the topic turned to dreams. I'd studied dreams in my Psychology class and I remembered reading about how they can be manifestations of subconscious desires." 925 "So out of the blue I just asked her if she'd had any good dreams lately, or any weird ones, and all of a sudden she started to turn the deepest shade of red. I knew I'd hit some kind of a nerve! She just stared at me, blushing, until finally I said, 'C'mon, you gotta spill it! One look at you and I know this has gotta be good!' She really didn't want to tell me at first, but I kept pushing. I'm good at getting people to open up. So eventually she starts in slow, kinda giggly and embarrassed, telling me she's had the same dream at least five times now, the exact same dream!" 926 Hanna went on, "She's asleep. She's not sure where she is but she feels safe. Slowly, she starts to feel really warm and tingly and nice 'down there,' you know, in her girly parts, and she just lolls around enjoying it, melting into the feeling. Then she realizes that she's not alone. A man is holding her, like spooning her from behind. She knows him. She feels safe. He's touching her, nuzzling her neck while his large, strong hands lightly hold and caress her breasts, her stomach, her thighs. After a while his lips are on her. His hands, strong yet soft, find their way to her clit and he sends her over the edge. 927 Then basically, not to get too far into the details, it's one huge multi-orgasmic fuckfest that goes on for like, hours, until finally, he explodes in her mouth and she wakes up, craving the taste of him, but he's not there. Which she says is weird cuz she doesn't even like the taste of cum, but in her dream she wants it more than anything. And she wakes up so horny that she has to jill herself off right there. Has to. She's even been late to work because she had to finish it before she could get out of bed and take a shower. She's had this exact same dream five times in the last three weeks." 928 Hannah paused to let her story sink in. I was kind of shocked to hear her talk about sex so frankly. And yes, my dick was hard too. I wasn't sure how this story was going to relate to me, but to say the least I was very, very interested. 929 Nobody said anything (not even Amy, although she was definitely smiling). Then Hannah started in again. "So we start talking about her dream, and what it means and all, until naturally I ask, 'Do you know the guy? Is it someone you know?' And then she gets all weird and stuff, and shy again, and quietly she says, 'yeah' and looks down at her glass. 'Who? Who is it?' I say. 'You have to tell! Do I know him?' And she goes, 'yeah,' real quiet still and then she goes, 'It's just a dream, right? Like it doesn't have to mean anything, does it?' 'Of course not,' I say. 'It's just a dream, and dreams can be freaky-weird like that.' And then she goes, 'OK. Don't get weird...but...It's your dad.'" 930 Wow! You better believe that got my attention! 931 Hannah continued, "Well...after all the shock and the Oh My Gods and the 'I don't want to go there,' both from me and from her, I reassured her it was just a dream and it didn't have to mean anything more than she's really horny and needs to get laid. She agreed, and we moved on to talk about other stuff. But then later, after she'd left, I got to thinking a little. And then I made the mistake of telling Amy about it." She laughed. 932 Amy took this as her cue. "And then I, I mean we, started to get an idea. Like maybe this is the perfect opportunity. Help our Dad. Help Hannah's friend. Everybody wins!" 933 It was time for me to inject a little dose of reality. "OK. I think I see where this is going. I don't know whether to be shocked or flattered. Probably both, I guess. But I don't know... Fantasy is very different from reality." I paused. It seemed highly unlikely but I wasn't ready to close it off completely just yet. Nobody said anything for a few seconds until I broke the silence. "But...of course...I am curious. Who is it? Are you going to tell me?" 934 Hannah replied, "Dad, I think you can appreciate how fucked up this all is. Like, it offends pretty much every feminist sensibility I have. The whole old guy, young girl thing, I mean, there's a lot of stuff there, you know? So this really isn't easy for me. I kinda wanted to just let it alone, you know? But Amy and I talked it over, and..." 935 Amy broke in, "and we're really worried about you, Dad! You've been moping around, acting all depressed for quite a while now. We can tell you're trying to fake being OK when you're around us." 936 "We know you'd never go to therapy." Hannah wasn't wrong. 937 "We want our old Dad back. The guy who was happy and fun to be around. The guy who took so much joy in life. So I just said, 'What the fuck!' It's time to take a risk. It's time to try something, even something crazy. And this fucking thing just dropped on us. Maybe it's a sign. Yeah it's fucked up, but we love you and we want to help you!" 938 Amy. God bless her. 939 And Hannah was on board too. "So we figured, there it was, staring us right in the face. It might be a long shot, but what the hell. Consenting adults and all. So because we love you---and because I love my friend, we figured if you guys want to do this, we can help make it happen." 940 "I'm sorry I've worried you," I said. "I know this can't be easy for you. I may be old and depressed and stupid, but I can probably still get a girl if I wanted one bad enough." 941 Hannah continued. "We know that Dad. The problem is you act like you don't want one. You act like you don't want anything. So here's the plan. Hear us out. If you agree, if you want to go through with it, then we'll tell you who it is. If not, then it can stay a mystery...And she won't have to feel rejected, cuz you didn't even know--you just rejected the idea on principle, not because it was her. No need for her to be embarrassed, either with us, or if she happens to run into you at the grocery store or wherever." 942 "I can appreciate that you really have thought this out! And how hard this has been for you. I believe you just want to help me. I'm touched, really I am, that you would go this far out of the zone of 'normal,' that you would take this kind of risk. And I admit, I'm more than a little bit interested. OK. Go on...What's the deal?" 943 "Here's the plan: You rent a motel room. We'll tell you when and where. You let yourself in and she'll be there, in bed, with the lights off. You don't say a word. Just take off your clothes, climb into bed, and act out her dream as closely as you can. Make sure you go slow. No talking until it's over. If you want to talk then, fine, but not before. Talking could break the spell and make her chicken out." 944 "And she's agreed to all this?" 945 "Yes. After Amy and I came up with the plan, we talked about how to pitch it to her." 946 "It was like a two-hour strategy session. It's not easy to pimp out your Dad." 947 "Jesus Amy! Yeah, we tried to figure out all the angles, and so then we pitched it to her. She was apprehensive at first, but we could see in her eyes that she was really excited." 948 Amy broke in, teasing again. "Just like we can see it in yours." She couldn't really see that, could she? 949 "Yeah," Hannah smiled, "Just like we can see it in yours. We weren't gonna tell you anything if she wasn't 100% behind this plan. We didn't have to talk her into it, either. She went for it pretty much right away. Honestly, I was surprised. I thought she'd want to think it over, but she just jumped in and said yes right away. She is very excited." 950 "This is kinda fun for us, too. It's like we're matchmakers!" Amy exclaimed. 951 "What exactly did you tell her?" 952 "Pretty much the same as what we told you. You seem to be having a hard time getting back into dating. And we think this 'jump start' approach might be just the shock you need." 953 "Do I get any time to think about it? When do you need my answer?" 954 "You need time?!" Amy was a little exasperated with me. "Jesus Christ, Man! Do you know how many guys would kill for this? Commitment-free, no-strings-attached sex with a hot college girl?" 955 "So she's hot?" 956 "Jesus, Dad! Oh yeah. She's hot. Trust us." 957 "Do I get a hint?" I was playing now. They could tell I was warming to the idea. These were my daughters after all. I didn't catch anybody sneaking a peek to check my crotch, but if they had they would have seen that my excitement was showing in more than just my face. "Is she tall? short? blonde? brunette? skinny? curvy?" 958 "Nope. If we told you more, you might guess it. But trust us. She's gorgeous. Stunning. You won't be disappointed." 959 My mind quickly ran through the list of Hannah's friends I'd met. I know women have a tendency to talk up their friends, especially in a blind date situation, to leave out important details like she has three chins or only one leg. Still, who was I to be picky? This was a phenomenal offer! And maybe I'd be doubly lucky. Maybe it would be Hannah's super-cute friend Megan. She'd been on the soccer team with Hannah and always seemed friendly toward me. She had those pale blue eyes with really dark hair, a combo that I always loved! Plus she had a truly great ass, and perfectly toned legs, at least back in those days. 960 But that was five years ago, back when she was in high school. I hadn't seen Megan in awhile. Or also there was Tori, the cute redhead with the freckles, or Denise, the short blonde with the great smile. My dick was getting harder at the thought of any of them. And there were others. There was Sarah, Hannah's roommate from Freshman year. She'd stayed with us over Thanksgiving Break one year. She was kinda skinny and flat-chested, but with a really pretty face. And Luka, that hippie girl she lifeguarded with. She had a real old-fashioned hourglass figure and liked to show it off with those crop tops and her belly-button ring. My dick was definitely enjoying it as I pondered the possibilities... 961 "Earth to Dad! Earth to Dad!" Amy broke my reverie. 962 "What?...Oh." and I realized I was starting to smile. 963 "I think we've got him," Amy said. She really could read me pretty well. 964 I was probably letting my little head do the thinking. I'd probably regret it. But one thing old age teaches you is that even if things go bad, you can get through it and get past it. "What the hell!" I said, "I'll do it." 965 "Oh my God!" said Hannah. "I can't believe you're gonna go for it! This is so exciting!" 966 "I told you he'd do it," said Amy. 967 Hannah moved us along. "OK. We'll set it all up. Saturday night, is that OK? It's probably gonna be Saturday, if that works for you, and for her. No need to wait. Let's get this going! I'm so excited!" 968 "Me too!" exclaimed Amy. 969 "OK, and remember---use your hands, a LOT. She loves your big hands. Are you excited?!" 970 "I am. Only one thing...who is it?" 971 "Oh," laughed Hannah. "I suppose we should tell him, shouldn't we?" 972 "We said we would," replied Amy. 973 "Yeah. OK. OK. You remember the girls from my soccer team back in high school?...It's Megan. I know you remember Megan." 974 My heart skipped a beat. "Yeah, I remember Megan." I smiled. "Well whaddaya know! Megan!" I couldn't believe my good fortune. I was going to sink my dick into Megan! She sure as hell was a cutie alright. Besides that ass she had a great smile, full lips, and a real spark behind those piercing eyes. Megan. Damn! 975 Had I seen her since high school? Maybe I had. I remember there was a beautiful girl that smiled at me a couple months ago during Spring Break. A car full of girls came by to pick up Hannah and I'd been out in the yard planting a shrub. Was that Megan, all dolled up for a night on the town? Maybe it was! If so, wow! And yes, now that I thought about it, that had to be her. Not just a kid anymore, but the full flower of a woman! Could I be that lucky? Dare I hope? 976 I noticed that Hannah was talking again. "OK Dad. This is just a one-time, live out your kinky fantasy thing, OK? You always told us not to confuse love and sex. This is just sex, OK?" Both girls laughed at the opportunity to throw my words back at me. 977 "OK. I get it. Don't worry." 978 "OK then. Have fun!" Hannah smiled. 979 "And don't tell us the details!" added Amy. Both girls laughed. 980 ***************************** 981 Saturday was three days away...and it took FOREVER to get there. The days crawled by. I found myself trying to dredge up more memories of Megan. In part, I wanted to see if I could get a handle on how she could have possibly landed on me as the subject of her dream. 982 She had been over to the house at least a few times. There had been a couple of slumber parties. Mostly, whenever either of the girls had friends over I had tried to make myself scarce, to give them plenty of space and, I admit, I always felt like I had to be careful not to give any of the girls the impression that Hannah and Amy's dad was a perv. Truth be told, sometimes when I was around those high school girls I had to force myself not to stare. The easiest path to safety was to just be sure not to put myself "in harm's way." 983 I did remember that once Megan was with us on a hike somewhere. She had a nasty fall, twisted her ankle and wrenched her elbow. I'd felt around her arm and leg to reassure her that nothing was broken. Then I'd had to carry her the last quarter mile or so back to the car. There sure hadn't seemed to be anything sexual about that at the time, but maybe in the depths of an impressionable girl's subconscious...who knows! Maybe that just planted the seed. 984 Most of my memories of Megan were from the soccer team. Despite being one of the smaller girls, and honestly not that talented a player, she was a fierce competitor. She gave it all she had, every time she was on the field. And when the team lost, a couple of times, especially with the big games, she cried. Most of the kids on the team, and my girls too, never took it that hard, or that seriously. Soccer was about fun and camaraderie. But not Megan, she seemed to take it very seriously, and it wasn't because she had a scholarship riding on it or anything. She just threw herself into it completely. 985 Chapter 3.2 As I remembered, standing around watching the games, dropping the kids off and picking them up, travel to tournaments, and all that, I naturally got to know some of the other girls' parents, but not Megan's. I can't say I'd really noticed at the time but now that I look back on it I can't remember ever even meeting Megan's parents or seeing them at a game. In fact, I knew absolutely zero about what her home situation had been like growing up. Had she fixated on me due, at least in part, to "daddy issues?" It at least seemed possible. 987 Saturday night finally came. I had to constantly remind myself not to build this up too much. If I wasn't careful, I could easily overthink myself into performance anxiety. That was the last thing I wanted. Relax, I told myself. Have fun. Enjoy. No pressure. It'll be great. It'll be fun. And if anything goes wrong...no biggie. I'll get over it. 988 According to Hannah and Amy's plan, I was supposed to show up at room 202 at 9:00 p.m. I got to the hotel at 8:30 and went straight to the bar. "Glenfiddich, two shots." I told the bartender, thinking that ought to calm my nerves. It did the trick nicely. That slight burn straight down my middle took the nerves right out of me. I was ready to not think about me, but to keep my focus on her. This was Megan's dream/fantasy. I knew if I could just keep my focus on her, making sure it was great for her, that sweet young woman with a little secret side, help her live out this delicious fantasy, everything was gonna be alright. 989 I took out my key card and slipped it into the slot. The little light showed green. "Good sign," I thought. "All systems go." I smiled to myself and turned the latch. The room was dark, so I held the door open just a moment to let the light from the hall help me get oriented. It seemed like a nice enough room. Spacious. A queen-size bed was in the center along one wall. 990 As I let the door close and began to enter the room my eyes adjusted and I found I could see faintly, but well enough. Slightly toward the window side of the bed I could see a woman-shaped lump under the covers, on her side and facing away. White pillows were visible up towards the wall, and in the middle of the far one there appeared to be dark hair slightly fanned out over the white pillowcase. I heard soft, slow breathing. 991 I sincerely doubted she was asleep, but we had to play this out like she was. I walked over to the near edge of the bed, and began to undress. I tried to be conscious of the sound, moving slowly enough that I hoped she could hear and imagine each button being unbuttoned, each item coming off. She might even have heard my stone-hard dick slap back up against my belly after I pulled down my boxers. I'd been pitching a tent that was pointed straight toward her. I held my dick in my hand and gave it a couple quick tugs, feeling the weight. Pre-cum was already pooling at the tip as I imagined what it was going to feel like to sink into the hot, wet, tight pussy of a beautiful young woman. 992 "Don't talk," my daughter had said. "If you talk it might break the spell," and "remember to use your hands. She loves your big hands." Those words would be my guide. 993 I lifted the covers on my side of the bed and slid in under them, behind her in spoon position, close, but not yet touching. The goal was to go slow, take my time, make her anticipate and yearn for what might come next. I tried to mirror her position, and match her breathing. As I listened intently, I thought I could hear the nervous anticipation in her every breath. Meanwhile, I had to hold my middle back a bit. I didn't want the first part of me she felt to be my dick poking into her. That would come soon enough. Be patient. Lead with my hands. 994 My dick was stretching out valiantly, trying to close the gap between us, like a heat-seeking missile. My tip couldn't have been more than about an inch away from her ass. But the first part of her I touched was her hair, to gently slide it away along the pillow so my head could get closer. I was sure she could hear my breathing now, and probably even feel it. I inhaled deeply just to fill myself with her scent. There was a hint of fragrance, but mostly it was just Megan. I craved to touch her skin with my lips, to taste her, any part of her. I felt a chemical connection starting to work its magic. Pheromones, I thought. Thank you Mother Nature! All your creations are lovely, and yet none so enticing as Megan, here alone with me, just the two of us, so incredibly close. 995 Reaching out my hand under the covers I let my fingertips lightly touch down on her hip. Megan gasped, suddenly sucking in a short burst of air as her whole body jumped a little. She'd clearly been waiting for that touch, anticipating, but not knowing where or when it would come. Now that she could feel it she knew this was real, this was happening! 996 I let my fingers circle her hip, and then the rest of my hand too, gliding around her hip, her ass, over to her stomach and back again. Happily, I discovered Megan seemed to also be naked. It could have been fun to remove lingeie, but keeping it simple and pure seemed good too. 997 I rolled my hand over, so the backs of my fingers were in the small of her back. Then, starting just above the tailbone I let my hand glide lightly up the middle, barely touching at all. I let the light touch travel all across her back, teasing toward her breasts as I edged toward the sides, but never quite getting that far, teasing down past the curve of her ass, but never onto the cheeks, teasing up the nape of her neck, but never to her ears. 998 I kept up my teasing touch for a while as the feel of my hands on her bare skin and the the sound of her breathing told me she was falling into it, luxuriating in the pleasure of being touched, and anticipating where this touch was leading. 999 As she exhaled it sounded as if she was softly whispering, "Oohhhhhh!" 1000 Finally, on one of the trips of my hands up to the back of her neck, I replaced my fingers with my lips. I planted soft kisses there as I lightly moved my hand around to trace her lips with the tip of my middle finger. Her lips parted a little as I traced them. The change in her breathing betrayed the fact that she was not really sleeping, but her eyes stayed closed and she kept consistent with the "just a dream" fantasy. 1001 With my searching fingertips I lightly touched all around her face, slowly, as sensuously as I could, like a blind person might explore but even more gently. I kissed down her back as my fingers lightly explored her breasts, gently circling each sensitive nipple, teasing the tip, then cupping the entire breast in my hand and gently squeezing, crushing them back against her chest. I stopped my kisses and drew my body in closer. 1002 My hard hot cock first touched Megan just above the crack of her ass. She couldn't help but gasp with that first touch. She undoubltedly knew what it was, and could feel what it meant. I pulled her into me until she could feel my full hardness crushed against her from her tailbone well into the small of her back, throbbing with my desire. I didn't need to move. It was always there, a constant reminder. 1003 Slowly, my hand moved down toward her pussy. Rather than go directly for her clit, I went just to the side. Her legs were still together and I was going to need to slowly inch my hand in there and spread things apart. I moved back a little, rolling her my way to make that possible. I gently cupped her mons with my hand, fingers down by her entrance, slowly kneading their way in. There was moisture even before I got to her lips. When I did, there was more. She was dripping. 1004 I felt my way around the folds, teasing with my fingertip as if to penetrate her, but stopping short of that, circling, probing, massaging all around. Gradually, I felt the moment was right and drew my fingers back up and began to slowly circle her clit. I placed one finger on each side as I could feel the nub growing. The catches in her breathing told the story too. I listened and felt her body reacting. 1005 Slight squirming, soft noises, everything I could feel through my fingers and the crush of our bodies, I let that be my guide as I applied more pressure, backed off, and varied my speed, searching for just the right touch until, confident I'd found the groove, I just stayed steady with little circles as her orgasm built within her. Closer, and closer, and closer until, with a sharp "Aahhh!" it took her. I could feel the shudders sweep through her body and into mine. 1006 I held her until I saw the tension drain from her face and felt it drain from her body. I wanted her to feel me, and know I would still be there when she came back around. She was beyond beautiful. I couldn't so much see her as sense, and feel her. I felt privileged to share this moment with her, and to have helped to bring it about. 1007 Until you've been there, it's hard to understand. You can have sex with someone a thousand times, you can be married to someone for years, the sex can be great and you both can be happy and it's all good. But then if you're lucky enough to be with someone you really, really connect with, in a way you can't even explain, but only feel, well...it's just a whole new world...a whole new world! My ex wife and I never had it, not like that, anyway. I'd never had it with the couple of girls before her, either. But that night with Megan, my God there was something different about Megan, about us together! At this point I'd been with her for maybe an hour, and somehow already I could feel there was something different! 1008 So far, neither of us had spoken a word, and I felt as if everything was going exactly according to plan. But the plan, or the details of it, got a little murky at this point. I wasn't sure whether my daughters had been too shy to get into the "dirty" details, or how many of those details of her dream Megan might have confided. From all I knew--and I was pretty sure my memory was fairly clear on this point--the story I was told had pretty much skipped from here to the end. It was implied there should be plenty of fun and games between here and the end, but how we got there was basically up to me. 1009 I certainly wanted to try my best to meet Megan's expectations, but I was strangely confident that my instincts were going to serve me pretty well. The thought occurred to me that maybe my hands were doing the talking for me a little bit better than my words ever had. 1010 Megan needed a little recovery time, but just a little. As I held her close to me, gradually I slid my hands over her body, under and around her until I rolled her on top, facing me. Then I reached up to place my hands on either side of her face as I drew her in for a kiss. She returned my kiss enthusiastically. I had to slow her down a bit. I used my hands to explore her face as we kissed again, and then again, and still again. They were good kisses, soft and yielding, then searching. We found each other. She traced my face with her hand. We kissed again, but still we did not speak. 1011 I rolled her over on her back and began to kiss down her neck, around her collarbone, and down to her breasts. I nuzzled each one, and gently took the whole areola inside my mouth, twirling my tongue around the nipple. I nibbled. I sucked. I used my hands to massage her body, around her breasts and down her side and over her stomach and down. Her skin all over was soft, smooth, perfect. My hands reached her thighs, and the rest of me followed until my hands moved to part her legs. 1012 My God there's nothing like the scent of an aroused woman! I took it in, inhaled deeply and savored it. Like some kind of drug I felt it fill my lungs and course through the rest of me, triggering something primal. I wanted to live down there---or at least stay and play for a good long time! Passion was overtaking me and I ached to dive in, but a silent voice was reminding me to take it slow. 1013 I hovered a while, with my lips just over her clit, but careful not to touch. I breathed her in. I let her feel me breathing out. I reached out my tongue to touch oh so slightly on the sensitive bud, so lightly it was almost like not touching at all. She gasped. Then I backed away, wrapping my hands around her leg as I went farther down, touching and massaging, moving slowly from her thigh all the way down to her toes. 1014 I massaged her feet. I very gently kissed each of her toes. Then I switched over to the other leg, everything in reverse, starting with toes and slowly working back up, closer and nearer, resuming kisses when I got to the inside of her thighs until I was back where I started, hovering, breathing. I reached out my tongue and flattened it square at the top of her puckered hole, covering it, and I licked a broad path straight up, over and through her vagina, parting her lips, and ending at her clit. 1015 Megan let out a whimper, and I sucked her delicate pussy lips into my mouth. I teased her with my lips and tongue. I licked. I sucked. I kissed, Slowly, I brought up a finger to see if she would let me insert it. I did it gently, just up to the first knuckle and slowly started probing. With my finger still in, I brought my mouth back down to meet her clit. I licked around it, slowly in circles, again and again, trying to get the pressure just right. 1016 Megan's hands came down to grab my head, guiding me to give her more. She was starting to roll, a vagina somewhere in space sending signals to her brain. I sucked her clit into my mouth and twirled my tongue around it. I could feel it now, erect inside the softness of my mouth, I was gentle, but I was insistent. I twirled and circled and sucked. I kissed and played. My fingers teased inside. My tongue danced around and around her some more, until somewhere out in space, the rockets fired and sent Megan over the moon. My tongue could do the talking for me pretty well too, even without saying any words. 1017 This was still going very well, I was thinking, when Megan surprised me. I was busy reveling in the success of a job well done when I felt her pull up on my head. She wasn't rough, but she was not to be denied. As I propped myself up over her, her hands started clawing down my back and I got the idea. She grabbed me by the ass and pulled me into her. My cock was hard, of course, but it was mashed against her vagina, not inside it, where I assumed she wanted it, but it seemed not yet. 1018 She clawed and writhed. Her nails dug into my back a little. She latched onto my neck and started sucking, as if to give me a hickey. I hadn't had a hickey since 8th grade! She wrapped her arms and legs around me tightly as if to squeeze me into her, as if she wanted us to be not two, but one, the beast with two backs! I thought I had been feeling the passion but she was telling me, "Brother, it's on!" 1019 I could feel the sweat, hers and mine, as our bodies slid against each other. My hard, throbbing cock was doing alright, grinding up against her, but I knew someplace it would do even better. I pulled myself away from her just enough that she got the idea. And I think she liked the idea. Even in the dark I could see her staring straight into my eyes as she reached down, grabbed me, and guided me home. Wet as she was, and hard as I was, I still had to work it in a little. I pushed in, and waited, and then a little more, and waited, and then a little more, until I was all the way in. The fit was snug, and perfect, tight enough that she was sure to feel every stroke. 1020 Her pussy held me as I pulled back, and welcomed me as I pushed in, filling the emptiness. My dick actually felt longer than it ever had before, probably because I could feel every millimeter of her as we fucked. And fuck we did. I could see her eyes rolling back in her head. From her mouth I heard "Ah...Ah...Ah" with every thrust. She'd been there twice already and it didn't take long to get her there again. "Oh!" she screamed out suddenly, panting as she came down off her high. This one was shorter, but more intense as her body shook so violently it almost scared me. But she seemed to recover quickly. And then she spoke. 1021 "Your turn," she said. Those were the first words that either of us had said to one another. 1022 Yes, technically she'd just broken the rules, but it didn't seem like the start of a conversation. She pushed me off her and over onto my back. Then she sat up and crawled around so that she was between my legs. My dick, still hard, was now laying against my belly. She slid her left hand underneath it and lifted it up to give it a quick kiss on the tip. She lifted it a couple more times to feel its weight. She squeezed to feel its girth, She gave it a couple of quick strokes to feel its length. 1023 "Mmmmmmm," she purred. 1024 She felt around with the other hand too, trying it on for size, getting the feel. Then she rubbed the head all around her lips, dipped her finger in a drop of pre-cum she found, and tentatively licked it off with the tip of her tongue. She took the head into her mouth and closed her lips around it. She twirled her tongue to get it good and wet and then rubbed her lips all around, like a big, wet kiss. Then it was back into her mouth as she stroked the shaft, rubbing her tongue along the underside. 1025 Then her hands cleared away as she tried to take me deeper. She made it about half way and bobbed a few times. She didn't get me all in, but I had no complaints. Everything she was doing was great. I made sure to make enough noises to let her know how much I was enjoying this. If she lacked anything in practiced technique, she more than made up for it with desire and enthusiasm. In my book, if a girl likes to give head, she's great at it. No amount of practiced technique can make up for desire. 1026 I placed my hand under her chin and pulled her up to kiss me. We kissed a few times and it was still good, and getting even better. We were falling into each other quickly now, naturally, without needing to think about it. I reached down to grab her sides around her breasts. Gently, I rolled her over onto her back near the top of the bed with her head propped up on a pillow, and I grabbed another pillow to put under it. She let me, going with the flow, following my lead. 1027 Then I straddled her stomach. Now she got the idea and she pushed her breasts together for me. I slid my almost painfully hard cock in between them. Her tits weren't huge, but they were plenty big enough for this. They were round, and soft, definitely real. Pussy, mouth, tits, they all feel different, and they all feel great wrapped around my dick. I loved the way her tits felt, and I loved the way they looked with my dick sliding between them. I saw her fingertips on her nipples as I started to gently thrust. 1028 Maybe what I loved most was the look of anticipation around her mouth as I thrust toward it, but never quite getting all the way there. It's like some weird cheat code for my brain, so amazingly erotic. And she read me. I didn't have to tell her but she licked her lips. She opened her mouth, like she knew it was a target and she wanted me to hit it. She wanted to feel it on her. She wanted to taste it. She stuck out her tongue and licked the tip of my cock as it got closer. She stretched and bent her neck so she could take the whole head of my cock in and give it a little suck. 1029 I couldn't take much more of this, I knew this was, maybe, close to the way she wanted to finish, but I wasn't ready for it to be over. I wanted more, and I wanted to give her more to help make sure her fantasy was complete. It was time to switch it up. I got off and bent down to kiss her again, with a kiss that was reassuring, that said how wonderful I thought she was, and that we were just moving on to the next part of the fun. I could have opened my mouth to say something, but I felt like I didn't have to speak. Just like before, she was on my wavelength. 1030 Chapter 3.3 I rolled her over and got up behind her on the bed, then gently pushed down on her upper back, so her head was crushed into the pillow. She got the idea and arched her back a little, ass up, with legs apart so I could get between them. I positioned my dick at her entrance, then slowly pushed in, feeling her tight pussy squeeze every inch along the way. She exhaled with a loud "Aahhhh" as I filled her up. It felt primal. Man. Woman. Fuck. 1032 I grabbed her hips with both hands firmly, helping her to find the right position as she rolled to help me. We found it, and I pulled out and pushed in, slowly at first, and then harder, and farther, and deeper, and faster. I was pounding her pussy now. With each stroke she let out a muffled little grunt. As I pounded again and again, inside the grunts I heard a high-pitched sound, the hint of a squeal. Her noises, and the squish of our genitals colliding got faster as I increased the pace of the pounding I was giving her. 1033 I could feel she was getting close. Her grunts started to blend into a kind of moan. I gave it to her as hard and fast and deep as I possibly could. She was letting me know she needed it, wanted it, had to have it until I heard her breath catch. "Uhhh!" I held my dick deep inside her and rolled with her hips a little as I felt her walls spasm around me. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to just empty myself inside her then and there. 1034 But I remembered the plan. This was all about her fantasy, after all. We'd come a very long way and so far it had gone perfectly. Miraculously, I hadn't cum yet. Gotta see this through to the end! I could feel her body go limp for a moment and I held her there as if I was the only thing stopping her from collapsing into a heap. Slowly, I felt her strength return as she let out a contented sigh. 1035 I had to break the silence. "It's time," I whispered. 1036 "Mmmmmmm!" she replied, sounding like she was looking forward to it. She knew exactly what I meant. 1037 Still hard, rock hard, I pulled out. Recovering some awareness of her surroundings, she turned over, mostly on her back, and scooted to prop herself up on the pillows. I closed the distance between us, my cock leading the way on a mission straight for her hungry, needy, oh-so-luscious lips and mouth. 1038 I braced myself against the wall above her as my dick got closer. She brought up her hands. The left one wrapped around the base of my dick (it wasn't quite big enough to fit all the way around), and the right one around the shaft. She squeezed, firmly at first and then a little more tightly. She got it just right. 1039 Her lips closed around the head as she took me in. Her tongue swirled around as she began to bob, lips moving from head to shaft as she stroked with her hands. And then she began to suck, and squeeze. She sucked insistently, as she bobbed and stroked. It was like she was milking me. She was latched on and sucking eagerly to get what she craved, what she needed. 1040 I leaned back to try to take it all in. There was enough light that I could barely see her. I watched her full lips as she took me in and out. I could feel her tongue swirling. I could hear her making soft "mmmm" noises as if it was the best thing she'd ever tasted. And then a glint of light caught her blue eyes as she looked up at me and I lost it. She held my dick tightly enough I'm sure she could feel the surge as it traveled from my balls, to the base of my cock, up the shaft and into her. 1041 Powerful jets of my cum gushed out from me into her. The first couple went straight down her throat. She didn't even have to swallow, but as I continued to spasm she continued to suck and swallow hungrily, greedily. Her tongue tried to coax more out of me, and more kept coming. I had never cum so hard in all my life. 1042 This was more than just a great orgasm. It felt like I was giving her absolutely everything I had to give, like my very essence was coming from inside the deepest part of me, and pouring out of my dick, and into her. And I wanted her to have it. I wanted her to have all of it. I wanted her to have everything I could give her. 1043 As my orgasm subsided, Megan kept swirling and sucking, making sure to drain me of absolutely every drop. When she finally released me she gave the head of my cock a little kiss as she looked up, found my eyes, and smiled the sweetest smile I had ever seen. I felt overcome by a feeling I can only describe as pure joy. Satisfied?...totally. Completely relaxed. I'm not sure where it came from except to say that I was just indescribably happy. 1044 I let out a little laugh. Megan must have been feeling it too somehow. She laughed with me and we shared the moment. It might have been the most perfect moment I've ever shared with another person, like total communion with each other. 1045 I bent down to kiss her. She'd swallowed all my cum but I could still taste myself on her lips. Our tongues met and I felt so connected. I lost track of where I ended and she began, I was only aware of the us that met there in the middle. I'd never had a kiss like that before either. Married 20 years and I never had a kiss like that. When we broke the kiss I still felt the hunger, the need to touch again. 1046 As we kissed I sank down onto the bed beside her. And then she turned and folded into my arms. "Hold me," she said, "just hold me." I held her like that for a while, just feeling her breathing, feeling her body close against mine, and together, totally spent, we drifted off into sleep. 1047 *************************************** 1048 When I woke, the light coming in around the draperies was brighter. It must be daylight, morning. I could see around the room much more clearly. But where was Megan? I was alone in the bed. I couldn't see her. Was she gone? In the bathroom? Out to get coffee? Where was she? I wanted her to still be there with me. Don't panic, I told myself. I got up to check the bathroom, and as I got up, I saw the note. "Last night was perfect," it read. "Thank you!" Then there was a heart shape she'd drawn next to where she signed her name, "Megan." 1049 Shit, I thought. Last night was perfect. Probably...no definitely, the best night of my whole fucking life! I know this was supposed to be just a one-time thing. I know you have to be careful not to confuse sex with love. But Damn! That sure didn't feel like just sex. Was I just an old fool? So sex-starved and lonely that I couldn't think straight? Maybe. Maybe. I know you can't "love" a person who you don't really know, who you haven't even really talked to, but My God there was a connection there, definitely chemical and it sure felt like a whole lot more. I would bet anything that she felt it too. I'd never been more certain of anything in my life! 1050 But she wasn't here. She left. Why? Was she just scared? Did she just not want to be embarrassed and so felt she had to honor the "agreed upon terms" of our little fantasy role play? Did she doubt me? Think that I might not feel for her the same way she felt for me? Or maybe I was getting ahead of myself. Maybe she really did just want the fantasy, the one and done, a wild experience to cross off the bucket list and then move to the next one. Maybe, but it sure didn't feel that way to me. 1051 All those thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there, naked, staring in disbelief at the empty room around me. Half in shock, I put on my clothes and went down to the desk to check out. I didn't want to shower yet. I couldn't bear to wash her off me. 1052 After finishing up at the desk, still somewhat stunned, I walked out into the harsh bright light of the day. As I crossed the parking lot toward my car suddenly I froze. Sitting behind the wheel in a car parked three spaces down from me I saw a girl that looked like...could it be? My God it was Megan! I walked closer. I was coming from her passenger side and she hadn't seen me yet. 1053 As I got closer I could see she was crying, sobbing even. I could see the heaving breaths. Then she saw me, and she tried to force a smile before breaking down into another uncontrollable spasm. "Megan are you alright?" I said. Stupid question. God what was I thinking! Try again, "Megan, can I come in? Open the door and let me in. Please Megan!" I tried the passenger side door. It wasn't locked. I opened it and sat down beside her as I closed the door behind me. 1054 "I couldn't leave." She struggled to choke out the words between sobs. "I couldn't leave." She looked at my face and I think she could see the pure tender concern, that I desired nothing more in that moment than to help her. "I just don't want it to be over!" she bawled. And even crying like that, she was the loveliest thing I had ever seen. 1055 "I know," I said. "I don't want it to be over either." I held my arms out to hug her and she quickly fell toward me and into them. We just held each other for a moment as her sobs quietly subsided a bit. 1056 "You must think I'm a stupid, silly girl." She cried into my shoulder. 1057 "Never...never!" I replied, holding her close and tight. "I think you're wonderful. I think you're amazing!" I pushed her back a little so I could look into her eyes. "I know what we had last night was supposed to be a fantasy, but it felt real. It felt like the realest thing I've felt ever, in my whole life! And I don't know what that was. Like, in many ways we don't even know each other. I know that. But I for one would sure like to take some time to figure it out. Cuz what we had last night was like...wow! I mean I felt a connection that was really something! And I'd like to see if we could build on that...if you're willing to try with me, of course." 1058 "Yes." She answered immediately and looked straight back into my eyes, then leaned in to hug me tight. "Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes!" Her tears of fear were turning into tears of joy. And suddenly I realized I was crying too. We both laughed through the tears and we kissed. Her lips melted into mine and the world was gone. There was only her, and me, and then only us. 1059 She spoke first. "I know last night was just my fantasy, and it was supposed to be just sex, and you shouldn't confuse sex with love, but...God that was something! I felt it! That was something so strong! What was that?!" 1060 "I don't know. That's what we'll have to figure out. But I sure felt it too! I may not know much, but I do know one thing. They say sex can't be the basis for a real relationship, but it can be the glue, and if last night is any indication, we got the glue, baby!" 1061 "Super glue!" She laughed. 1062 I laughed too. "Super glue!" 1063 ...and that, Dear Readers, is why the words "Super glue" are now engraved on the inside of our wedding rings. 1064 https://www.literotica.com/s/hometown-girl-gets-a-second-look Adam always thought of himself as basically an average guy, maybe a little bit taller than most, maybe a little bit smarter, but certainly not a genius or anything like that. He had a decent enough job, a little money and a few friends, but no girlfriend, at least not since Sofia broke up with him four months ago. 1066 It was the night of December 23rd, and he was driving home to Eagle Creek for Christmas. It was where his parents still lived in the house he grew up in. As a single guy who had never been married, he still thought of it as home, even though he hadn't lived there since the summer after his sophomore year. He wished he could have come earlier, but he couldn't get away at work. It would be good to be home. Mom always made her special rolls for the holidays. It made his mouth water just to think about those rolls! 1067 . A sudden storm was blowing in that night, a big low pressure front dropped down from Canada, hit the mountains and started dumping snow fast and hard. Adam had hoped to beat the storm, but now it looked like he was caught in the worst of it. The road was slow going. It seemed he was just about the only guy stupid enough to be trying to make it through the pass this late in a snowstorm. 1068 Alyssa was driving into town that same night, coming from the same direction, north, over the mountain and through Wraith's pass. It was a narrow, mostly winding road, but 30 miles shorter than taking the long way around. The road was too narrow for truckers. It was just a thin squiggly line on the map. Only locals took it. Alyssa also grew up in Eagle Creek. Now the thirty-two year old prodigal daughter who had traveled the world, but was still single, she was also headed home for Christmas. 1069 Tough going though it was, Adam and Alyssa might have made it if it hadn't been for the tree. 1070 Adam saw it fall right in front of him through his high beams. It was a big one, at least 6 ft across, no way he could move it. They'd probably have to saw through it to clear the road. He started to back up his car to see if he could find a wide place to turn around when he saw headlights coming up behind him. The driver barely stopped in time, almost hitting him. He got out to talk to them. 1071 The other driver was Alyssa Thomas. Out of all the people! Alyssa had been in his grade at school. He recognized her right away. Adam would recognize her anywhere. He'd had a crush on her through graduation, but his affections were never returned. He had confessed his feelings once, awkwardly of course, but at the time she had a boyfriend, and that's as far as it went. 1072 Did she know throughout the years they were in school together that he "carried a torch" for her? They never spoke of it. Adam never made any other plays for her, either. She never gave him the slightest signal that she might be interested. She went through a couple other boyfriends during high school. She was never on the market for long. 1073 There might have been a couple of other contenders in some other guys' minds, but in Adam's mind Alyssa was always the most beautiful, most desirable girl in the whole school, really the whole town, which was, for all practical purposes at the time, his whole world. He wanted her more than anything. He daydreamed about her constantly. He felt completely hopeless when it came to the chances of ever being with her. 1074 So Adam hadn't had any other high school girlfriends. He only wanted Alyssa, and Alyssa was unobtainable. 1075 They'd both gone away to college (different schools) and had barely spoken since high school graduation. He'd run into her at the drug store once when they were both home visiting from school and were out running errands. She said she was majoring in Communications. He was in Engineering. They'd waved a couple times when their cars had passed each other in their small town. That was all the interaction they'd shared. 1076 Despite the limited contact, and despite the fact they were now both 32-years-old, even in the dim light of the darkened road, and with snow falling hard all around them, Adam recognized Alyssa almost immediately. 1077 "Hey Alyssa!" He could see she was startled to be recognized, and she did not yet recognize him. "It's Adam, Adam Franklin." 1078 "Oh Adam!" Clearly she was relieved to encounter someone familiar, even if she hadn't recognized him. "Sorry I didn't recognize you. It's so dark. And oh my God! I almost hit you! What's going on?" 1079 "Just around the corner there's a tree down across the road. A big one. Nobody's getting through there until they can get a crew out to cut it up. I was just backing up to try and find a place to turn around." 1080 "Oh crap! I was just trying to get home for Christmas. Probably you too, huh?" 1081 "Yeah, I thought I could take the short cut and beat the storm. Looks like I guessed wrong." 1082 "Well...that makes two of us. Hey, I saw a mailbox just a little ways back, so there's probably a road. I'll back up, and then you can turn around in front of me and I'll follow you out, OK?" 1083 "Yeah. That sounds good. We'll have to go all the way back to Highway 14. I hope we can make it. It's coming down pretty good now." 1084 "I know! Please stay where you can see me. I don't want to get trapped out here." 1085 "Of course." 1086 "You should probably get out of the snow now. Let's get going!" 1087 They turned around by the mailbox as planned and started to head back north on the road, Adam leading slowly, Alyssa following, but after they'd gone only about a quarter mile. Adam stopped. He could hardly believe it. Another large tree had fallen across the road, this one even bigger than the first. He stopped the car, got out, and walked back to Alyssa. 1088 She rolled down her window as she saw him approach. She could see the tree too, illuminated by their headlights. "Oh my God, Adam! What are we going to do?" 1089 "Do you have cell service? I got nothing." 1090 She checked her phone. "Shit. I've got nothing too." 1091 "Open your door please. I don't want to stand out here in the snow." 1092 "Oh. Of course!" Alyssa unlocked the passenger side door and Adam got in. 1093 "They'll have to clear the road, but I'm not sure how long that will be with a storm like this." 1094 He looked at Alyssa. Even by dashboard lights he could tell she was still gorgeous, and even at a time like this, he couldn't help but notice. He'd had a couple of girlfriends in college, and one fairly serious girlfriend since. He had assumed he left his feelings for Alyssa in the past. He had rarely even thought about her in recent years, but even now, so quickly and under such circumstances, he felt something starting to return. 1095 "What are we gonna do?" She was holding it together, but he thought he could see a little fear creeping in around the edges. Honestly, he was a little afraid too, but he tried not to show it. 1096 "Looks like we might have to spend the night in our cars. Good thing your heater works!" He smiled at her. She returned the smile. "How much gas have you got?" 1097 She looked at the gage. "Uh...under a quarter tank. Maybe more like an eighth. I knew I had enough to get home and figured I'd fill up in town. Do you think that's enough?" 1098 "I don't know. I've got about a quarter too. We should probably stay in the same car, and run only one engine at a time. It'll last longer that way." 1099 "Yeah. That makes sense." They were silent for a few seconds while they each thought about their potentially precarious situation. "It might take longer than a day to clear the road, mightn't it?" she asked. 1100 "Sure seems like a possibility, depending on how bad the storm is and how many other places are affected, how much the crews have to clear...Have you got blankets, any emergency supplies?" 1101 "Not really. I've got my coat. I've got some extra clothes. I've got some Christmas presents in the trunk." 1102 "Any food?" 1103 "I think I've got a granola bar somewhere, and a bottle of water. That's about it. How about you?" 1104 "Pretty much the same. I do have an emergency blanket...and a box of chocolates I was going to give to my mom." 1105 "If the snow buries the car that will kind of help keep it insulated, right?" 1106 "Yeah, a little, but not a lot. And if it gets too deep you have to worry about suffocating too." 1107 They were both serious now. Suddenly, Alyssa had a thought, "Hey, what about that mailbox back there? That means there's a house. We can drive back there and hopefully get them to take us in. Maybe they have a phone so we could call for help?" 1108 "Yes! Oh my God, I'm so glad you thought of that! I don't know how long it would have taken me until I remembered that." 1109 She laughed. "I'm sure you would have got it when we started getting cold." 1110 He laughed too. "Yeah...maybe." 1111 "OK. I guess I'll back up again and you can follow me. I hope I can see the road." 1112 "Just aim for the middle clear space in between the trees. That's where the road will be. And if you can't see, stick your head out the window." 1113 "Should we take both cars?" 1114 "I think so. That way we have a backup in case one gets stuck. We don't know how far the house might be up that road, or what that road is like." 1115 "Make sense. OK. Let's go. Sooner the better." 1116 Alyssa backed her car up. It was slow going, but she did find the mailbox again. When she got there she stopped and got out. Adam rolled up beside her. 1117 "I think it would be better if we leave my car here. If I know my dad, he'll have the Sheriff out looking for me, and it will help if they spot the car. There's a wide space next to the mailbox where I can park it." 1118 "That's smart. OK. Park it and then we can drive up and look for the house." 1119 Alyssa parked her car, and got a big coat, and a suitcase out of the trunk. Adam opened the door to throw her stuff in his back seat. They drove up the driveway in search of a house. The road felt to Adam like it probably wasn't paved, probably gravel, maybe not too much gravel at that. He was unsure of where to drive. There didn't seem to be any markers and visibility was bad. He ended up asking Alyssa to drive his car and follow him while he walked ahead to be sure of the path. 1120 After about 200 yards of slow progress, Adam thought he could see a building up ahead outlined against the dim landscape. There were no lights on. Yes, it was late, after 11pm by this time, but out in the country like this most people kept lights on, at least one around the garage or barn. This was concerning, he thought, but at least if there was a building, that meant shelter, and besides, maybe there were people there. Maybe it's just that the power was out. It wouldn't be surprising if another tree had taken out a line somewhere. 1121 As they got closer, Adam got back into the car. There was a barn, and a house. There were no lights anywhere, not even the dim glow of an emergency lantern in the house. There were no vehicles in sight. Still, maybe something was parked in the barn or garage, and maybe the people were asleep. 1122 They both got out of the car and walked the 4 steps up to the covered porch. Adam knocked on the door, normally at first. They waited for a response. Hearing none, then knocked louder, and then they banged loudly until finally, they decided that it must be that nobody was home. 1123 "Adam, I'm sorry but we're going to have to break in." 1124 "I think you're right. Let's hope there's nobody home. Out here like this breaking into someplace in the middle of the night we're likely to get shot!" 1125 The older house was on a hill and in the back they found windows into a partial daylight basement. Adam could see that one was a sliding window secured only by a stick stuck in the track. Adam broke out a small pane on the old window, reached in, removed the stick, and slid the window open. He climbed through and then helped Alyssa climb in after him. He felt a little guilty that even at a time such as this, he couldn't help but admire the curve and shape of her ass as it stared him in the face while he grabbed her around the waist to help her down. 1126 Once inside the basement, they used the flashlights on their phones to look around. Mostly, the basement appeared to be full of old junk, with a light covering of dust, and even a few cobwebs. 1127 "It doesn't look like anyone has been down here in years," Adam remarked. 1128 "Sure doesn't. Try and find a light switch." Said Alyssa. 1129 Looking up, Adam saw a bare bulb hanging from the ceiling with a string hanging down. He gave it a tug, but the lights did not turn on. 1130 "Just like we figured. It seems the power's out." 1131 "Or they just shut it off to the whole house if nobody lives here." 1132 "Let's look around upstairs." 1133 Upstairs, on the main floor, they found not as many cobwebs as in the basement, but still a thin layer of dust covering dated furnishings. 1134 "Looks like an older person lived here." 1135 "Yeah. And maybe they died." 1136 "Or they had to move to a nursing home, or something." 1137 "Sure doesn't seem like anybody lives here now, and not for a while, either, like maybe even a year or more." 1138 "But it looks like all their stuff is still here, so yeah, maybe a nursing home, or maybe the family just hasn't cleaned it out yet." 1139 "Or maybe there's no family at all." 1140 ""Whatever it is, I'm sure happy we found this place." 1141 "Yeah. It might even have saved our lives!" 1142 "No shit! Thank you, dead old lady, whoever you are!" 1143 "Adam!" 1144 "Sorry. But seriously, we probably should build a fire." They looked over at a fireplace in the front room of the house. 1145 "Yeah. I mean it's a lot better than outside, but it's still probably not more than 45 degrees in here!" 1146 Alyssa exhaled dramatically and they both watched her breath slowly dissipate in the air. They laughed. 1147 There was a small collection of 5 logs and some kindling near the fireplace. "I can get started on this if you want to look around and see if you can find a flashlight, or some candles, anything like that so we don't run down our batteries too much." 1148 "OK." Adam got the fire started. Alyssa found a flashlight and a half-dozen candles in a kitchen cupboard. 1149 Together, they set off to explore the house. Upstairs they found three bedrooms, all furnished, but only one of which appeared to have been used in anything close to recent years, with clothing, his and hers, still in the closets. In a hallway closet they found blankets and extra pillows that were free from dust. They also found another flashlight and a pack of batteries, expired and unopened, but probably still good for at least a little while. 1150 Although the power was out, they were delighted to discover they actually had hot water! The stove, however, was electric. Poking around a bit, Adam discovered there was a propane hot water heater, with still some propane left in the tank, whereas the furnace was an old oil burner, and it looked like the oil had all run out. Someone had come through the house and at least cleared out the refrigerator and freezer, although he did find an unopened bottle of champagne there. Also, they found a pantry that still contained a fair collection of canned soups and a few other canned items too. On a top shelf in the pantry there was an old fondue pot and a dozen cans of Sterno. 1151 "Jackpot!" Alyssa cried out excitedly when she found the food, and a way to heat it. Adam came quickly to see what she'd found. 1152 "Thank God!" he exclaimed. "I don't know when I've ever been so happy to see a can of soup!" 1153 "Me neither! I gotta admit I was getting a little hungry!" They laughed with joy over the treasure they had found. 1154 That night they dined in front of the fire on soup that was only 8 months past sell date (still good!) and semi-stale saltine crackers, washed down with champagne. It was one of the most welcome meals either could ever remember eating. 1155 The fire provided a little bit of much needed warmth, but the house was still chilly. They couldn't see their breath any longer, but they had to stay huddled in the blankets to keep warm. After all the exploration and gathering supplies and slowly heated soup, it was past 1:00 a.m. by the time they settled in front of the fire to try and sleep for the night. Outside, the wind howled and the snow continued to fall. 1156 "Adam?" Alyssa broke the silence. "I'm sure you'd rather be at home safe and warm, and of course I would be too, but if I had to be trapped in the middle of nowhere with no power during the biggest blizzard in 20 years, I'm glad I'm here with you. It's a lot better than being alone. I just wanted to say thank you." 1157 "Thank you too! It was you who remembered the mailbox! I'm glad you're here too. We'll get through this together." 1158 "Yes, I think we will. I'm sure my family will be worried sick, though." 1159 "Mine too." 1160 "Do you think there's any chance we're close enough to a cell tower to get a signal? Can we hike somewhere?" 1161 "Honestly I don't know. We can try tomorrow. I checked that old land line receiver on the wall, but it was dead." 1162 "Yeah. I checked it too." 1163 "How much battery do you have left on your cell?" 1164 "After all the flashlight time, and everything, I'm down to 12%. You?" 1165 "I'm at 7%." 1166 "Wait. It's late. The signals might travel better at night. Maybe we should try better elevation, upstairs, standing next to a window." 1167 "OK. Worth a try." 1168 They left the warmth of the fire and blankets and climbed the stairs to the highest floor of the house, then, standing next to a window facing south, they got a signal, half of a single bar. Each got off a message to their families. "Stranded on highway 10. Safe in a house." And then the signal was gone. One brief message successfully sent, and then their phones died trying to find the signal again to receive any reply or send more info. 1169 "We were lucky to get even that one message." 1170 "Yeah. At least now maybe my mom can stop worrying, just a little." 1171 "They know the terrain up here. They won't be too concerned over no additional messages." 1172 "Although they probably will picture us warm in a house with some family." 1173 "Yeah. Well...better that way. They won't worry so much." 1174 "True enough. That was a good idea to try, though! Thank you again. I wouldn't have thought of that." 1175 "OK. I'll accept your thanks for that one." Adam laughed, and then Alyssa laughed too. 1176 When they got settled in again down by the fire it was a quarter to 2:00. Alyssa broke the silence again. "Adam? I'm still a little cold. I think we could stay warmer if we laid together and wrapped the blankets around both of us, don't you?" 1177 "Yeah OK. That probably would be warmer." Of course Adam was secretly thrilled. Before tonight, he could have honestly said that he was completely over the long ago crush he had on Alyssa. He rarely thought of her. But in the last four hours, it was surprising to him how quickly it had come roaring back. The sound of her voice, the way she moved, her smile, her eyes, just being in her presence. Seemingly out of nowhere, his feelings had come roaring back. Also, laying there near her, wrapped in blankets, but with her beautiful face softly lit by the fire, with the thrill of this adventure they were sharing, his dick was hard. 1178 Should he say something? Should he warn her? Maybe she wouldn't notice. He still had his jeans on, and she had hers too. While he tried to think, Alyssa lifted his blankets and slid in next to him, wrapping all the blankets together around them. She was the little spoon to his bigger one. Her hair was in front of his nose and he couldn't help but inhale deeply to take in her scent. 1179 "Your hair smells nice." He said it without even thinking. 1180 "Jesus! I mean, thanks, but ... get some sleep. OK?" 1181 "Sorry. It just hit me all of a sudden is all." He told himself he had to at least try to play it cool. "When it's light tomorrow we should be able to get a better look around. See what we can do to make this more comfortable. We might be here a while." 1182 Chapter 4.2 "Yeah. Like more firewood for one." Then after a pause of a few seconds, "Good night, Adam." 1184 "Good night, Alyssa." 1185 Alyssa snuggled in close and he draped his arm over hers. Her arm covered her breasts so he did not feel them directly. Even through the jeans, he could feel her ass pressing against his dick. Could she feel it too? Probably she could, but she didn't move and she didn't say anything. 1186 A few minutes passed. It was clear they hadn't quite wound down enough yet from the night's excitement to fall asleep. 1187 "Adam?" 1188 He wondered if she would say something about his dick up against her ass. "What?" 1189 "I just remembered. Do you know why they call it Wraith's pass?" 1190 "Kind of. Something about a ghost or something. From pioneer days, I think." 1191 "That's right. There was a pioneer couple, newlyweds, trying to make it through the pass with their horse and wagon. They got caught in a snowstorm, and she died. He lived, but they had to cut off his feet because of frostbite. People claim to have seen her ghost roaming through the hills, still wearing her wedding dress, looking for her husband." 1192 "Jesus Alyssa! Are you really telling me ghost stories by the fire?" They both laughed. 1193 "Still...it's kind of funny, with that old story, and us here like this." 1194 "Yeah. But I don't think we're gonna die, at least not any time soon." They were silent for a moment. "But please let me know if you see any ghosts." 1195 "Oh I will, you'll hear me screaming!" She giggled. 1196 With Adam's arms wrapped around her, Alyssa fell asleep before he did. 1197 Adam lay awake thinking over his situation, how improbable it was that here he was with the one person teenage Adam had actually fantasized about being stranded with. Only in his fantasies they'd been on a desert island, and they were both nearly naked, instead of bundled up and huddled against the cold. He wondered if somehow, fate wasn't intervening to bring them together, almost 15 years later. But this was silly. He was getting ahead of himself. He didn't even know if she was single. They definitely had some catching up to do, starting tomorrow. 1198 They woke up early. Neither one knew exactly what time it was, since their phones were now dead and neither had a watch, but the light looked like early morning. Adam had been up in the night to add a log to the fire, but it had died back down and it was chilly again. He threw the last log on the fire and got out to start a pot of soup for their breakfast. 1199 Over breakfast they began to catch up on each other's lives since high school. 1200 Alyssa had switched from Communications and ended up with a nursing degree. She'd joined Doctors Without Borders and traveled the world. She'd had a few boyfriends, none too serious. Now she felt like maybe she'd gotten adventure and wanderlust out of her system, at 32 she admitted feeling something like the need to settle down, or at least to stabilize for a while. So she'd recently taken a job at a clinic just 80 miles north of home, close enough to see her family whenever she wanted, and for all the major holidays, but with enough distance so as to not feel crowded by them. 1201 Adam had graduated with an Engineering degree, and after trying to make a go of it for seven years with a small start-up working on cutting-edge battery technology, he'd sold his small stake and accepted an offer to work for an established company building electric delivery vans. Just four months ago, his almost-fiancee of the last 5 years had broken it off with him. He currently lived about 200 miles away, but also always made it home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. He didn't have anywhere else to go. He didn't want to go anywhere else. Holidays had always been a time for family for him. That's just how it was. 1202 It didn't take too much searching for them to find the woodshed not far from the back door of the house. Fortunately it was still pretty-well stocked, and they were able to bring in a nice, dry supply to last them for a while. The snow had let up some, but there was over a foot of accumulation in the yard behind the house. It didn't look like they'd be getting out of there any time soon, and likely not in time for Christmas. They didn't have to say it. They both knew. 1203 Adam made an inventory of the food supply. He counted twenty-one cans of soup, various varieties, three cans of black beans, four cans of diced tomatoes, six cans of green beans, four cans of beef stew, and two cans of spaghetti. There was half a box of nearly stale saltine crackers. They also found two cans of cherry pie filling. It wasn't much, but it seemed like it could safely last them a week or so, if needed. He doubted they'd be here as long as that. It was nice to know they weren't likely to starve, even if they wouldn't exactly be living in gourmet luxury. 1204 The candles seemed to be more of an issue. There were a few, but it seemed most of their nights might best be spent around the light from a really very nice old stone fireplace. That really wasn't an issue either, the lack of heat elsewhere in the house seemed to naturally encourage not roaming too far from the fire for too long. They left a tap running slightly just to help make sure the pipes didn't freeze, although Adam guessed they must be insulated pretty well, and it was likely they were supplied by well water anyway, probably from close to the house. 1205 They found a couple decks of playing cards, and a few books that he supposed might help pass the time in a pinch, but it looked like primarily, for amusement, entertainment, and companionship, Adam and Alyssa were going to have to depend on each other. Honestly, that suited Adam just fine. He was enjoying the hell out of just being around her. 1206 Earlier that morning, when they'd been looking around the upstairs master bedroom, Alyssa had lain down on the bed, only to say what a shame it was that the bed wasn't closer to the fireplace. While she was laying there, bright light shifted through the window, like the sun had suddenly peeked through the clouds or something, and for a moment the dust in the air looked to Adam like a white dress, floating over Alyssa. He blinked, and then it was gone. 1207 "This place sure is drafty," she'd remarked at the time. 1208 Adam stood momentarily stunned. "Did you just say you felt a cold draft?" 1209 "No. I said this place is drafty. But yes, I did feel a cold draft. Why? This whole place is cold drafts." 1210 "Well...you're not going to believe this, but just before you said that, the way the light lit the dust over the bed looked to me like a white dress!" 1211 "Oh my God! Who's the giggly girl telling ghost stories now?" They both laughed. 1212 After bringing in the wood from the shed, their clothes were wet. Alyssa asked, "You said you don't think there's much propane left to heat the water, but how long do you think it will last? I sure could use a bath to warm up." To their surprise, the old house didn't seem to have a shower, just a big free-standing clawfoot tub in the bathroom on the main level. 1213 "Honestly I don't know. I don't have any experience with this kind of water heater. If it runs out though, we could always heat water in pots over the fire, like they used to in the olden days." 1214 Alyssa laughed. "That sounds like a lot of work! But I suppose we don't have a whole lot else to do, if it comes to that. What do you think about trying for the bath now?" 1215 "Sure. Why not? You go first, then just don't drain the water, and I'll go after you." 1216 Alyssa didn't reply right away. She seemed to be thinking. "Yeah, in the olden days I guess the whole family would share the bath water. But won't it be colder for you? You've got to be as cold as I am." 1217 "It's alright. I'm OK. If there's any left maybe I can warm it up a little, or you can bring me in a hot potfull and pour it over me." He tried to be chivalrous, and to make a little joke out of it at the same time. 1218 Then Alyssa dealt her first big surprise. "Adam, when I was in Namibia we all had to bathe together to conserve water. I've done it before. It's really no big deal. Why don't you just get in the bath with me. That tub is plenty big enough." 1219 Adam tried to play it cool, but just like a horny teenager all he could think of was the chance of seeing Alyssa naked, and how fantastic that would be. "What?...are you sure?...you mean like, both of us naked?" 1220 "That is the way people generally take baths." She was amused by his sudden shyness. "If it makes you feel any better, I can sit in front of you and look the other way. It's not like I didn't feel your dick poking into my back all last night, anyway." 1221 Adam was really embarrassed now. She had felt it! And she didn't say anything. She just looked at him and laughed at his embarrassment. "Oh, grow up!" she said. "C'mon. I'm freezing and I need to warm up." She began pulling off her wet clothes and setting them by the fire. Soon she was wearing only her bra and panties. Adam couldn't help noticing how great her body looked. She walked toward the bathroom. As she got to the door, she turned to call towards Adam. "You better hurry up or I might hog all the hot water!" 1222 Adam heard the water start to run into the tub as he stood there stunned. Should he follow? Were they really going to take a bath together, and she was OK with that? His old-fashioned chivalrous instinct was to let her have it to herself, but he also couldn't stop thinking about what an opportunity this was. The girl who he'd spent countless teenage nights fantasizing about, masturbating to images in his head, was inviting him to see her naked and share her bath. The other voice inside him was screaming. This is not a chance that you pass up! 1223 Adam quickly removed his wet clothes and set them out by the fire, as Alyssa had done. Wearing only his boxer briefs, he opened the door to the bathroom. Alyssa was already in the tub, facing away from him, towards the spout where steamy water was pouring in. 1224 "Come to your senses, huh? Well get in. Pick a side. In front of me or behind. Makes no difference to me." She didn't even turn to glance at him. He could see the curve of her breast under her arm as she bent forward. Adam fought unsuccessfully to will his dick to go down. He wasn't quite fully hard, but he was well more than half the way there. 1225 "Behind, I guess," he said. 1226 Alyssa scooted forward to give him room. Adam removed his boxers and sat down in the tub behind her, careful to hold his dick so it didn't touch her. 1227 "Water feels great, doesn't it?" she asked. Adam was so excited he barely noticed. 1228 "Yeah. It sure does." he replied. 1229 "After we warm up a little you can wash my back." Alyssa was still very matter of fact, very calm about the whole situation. But at the same time still showing signs of slight amusement at Adam's discomfort. 1230 "Yeah. I can do that." 1231 "You might as well stretch out your legs. Sitting like that is going to get pretty uncomfortable pretty quick." Adam's legs were folded under him. 1232 "OK. Sorry about my...you know...my dick." he said. He stretched his legs out to either side of Alyssa and sat all the way down. His dick was starting to stand straight up now under the water, and he pulled it back against his belly as he took in the soft skin of her back and shoulders. He felt himself getting harder. 1233 "Don't worry about it." The water had reached a good depth now, about 4 inches from the top of the tub. Alyssa leaned forward to turn off the water. Then she started to lean back until she felt Adam's hand. "Move your hand so I can lean all the way back, please," she asked. "You can rest your arms on the edge of the tub, or wrap them around me if you like." 1234 Adam moved his hands to the edges of the tub. Alyssa leaned back into him, her ass resting against his balls, and his fully hard dick resting up against the small of her back. She moved to the side so the back of her head was resting against his shoulder. Adam looked down and saw her breasts seeming to float on the surface of the water. Her nipples were fully engorged. Her eyes were closed. Adam wasn't sure he'd ever seen a more erotic sight in his entire life! 1235 "How long are you going to stay hard like that?" 1236 "Uh. I don't know. You're pretty...uh...inspiring." 1237 "You were sure inspired last night. I gotta admit. I thought it would go down after a while, but I'm not sure it ever did." 1238 "Maybe not. I think I went to sleep hard. I know I woke up hard. Sorry. It's been a while." 1239 "Don't you jerk off?" 1240 Adam could not believe this conversation! Sure he'd known Alyssa for years, but they hadn't seen each other in a very long time, and he never really knew her that well. In spite of his fantasies, he was well aware that he didn't REALLY know her. He knew the object of his teenage fantasies, not the real person inside that beautiful exterior. He'd almost certainly talked to her more since meeting on the road last night than he had in his whole life before then. So he couldn't help but be surprised that their conversation was already as frank as any conversation he'd ever had, even with his longtime girlfriend Sofia he'd never talked like this. 1241 "Yeah sometimes, but it doesn't always do much good. I can stay hard a really long time." 1242 "Huh. Interesting. What did your girlfriend think of that? The one you almost married?" 1243 "Our sex life was good, if that's what you're asking." 1244 "Oh. I wasn't really...well I guess I kinda was. Sorry if that's too personal." 1245 "Seeing as how my dick is crushed up against your back, I think that can be forgiven." 1246 Alyssa laughed. "Yeah. I can't believe I'm naked in a tub with Adam Franklin!" 1247 "Well I've definitely got the better of that deal. I can't believe I'm naked in a tub with Alyssa Thomas!" They both laughed. 1248 "Don't tell anybody!" Alyssa was girlish now, teasing, "What will it do to my reputation!" 1249 "But think what it would do FOR mine!" They both laughed again. They both knew Alyssa had been arguably the most popular girl in school, whereas Adam had been much farther down the pecking order, a generally well-liked but obviously socially awkward nerd. 1250 "I think you turned out OK, Adam," she said. "You certainly filled out some. You're a good-looking guy, and by the feel of it at least, your dick isn't anything to be ashamed of." 1251 Adam felt his dick swell with pride at the remark. True, he mostly had gotten past his teenage insecurities. "And you're every bit as gorgeous as you ever were, Alyssa, even before you got naked." 1252 Alyssa smiled. They were silent for a while. "This is nice," she said. "And it's nice to be warm." 1253 Adam dropped his arms down from the edge of the tub to wrap them around hers, crushing her breasts a bit beneath her arms until he could feel their soft flesh against the underside of his forearms as he held her tightly across her shoulders. 1254 "What did you think when you felt my cock up against your ass last night? Be honest." 1255 "A little shocked at first of course, then I told myself I shouldn't be. I remembered how you used to have a thing for me. And of course I also remembered how I used to feel my Ex's cock up against me, and I liked that, and missed it, except he was naked, of course, like you are now" 1256 Adam didn't reply to that right away. "I did have a crush on you, it's true. But I did realize eventually, of course, that it wasn't really you I had a crush on. I mean, I didn't even really know the real you. I didn't know your favorite color or what bands you liked or even what you really thought of Mr. Clark. You were the most beautiful, most popular girl in school. High school boys are shallow. Almost every guy had a crush on you at one time or another." 1257 "Yeah high school relationships aren't really known for being deep. Of course they seem so earthshakingly important at the time. I always knew I was moving on from Eagle Creek. I always had a little voice that wouldn't let me get too serious. I hope it wasn't too bad for you, crushing on me. I always tried to walk that line of being polite to guys, without leading them on." 1258 "No. You were fine. You were definitely classy in the way you handled your popularity. Not like some of the other girls." 1259 "Thanks." They were both silent for a while. Then Alyssa spoke again. "So Adam, about your little problem back there...do you think if I helped you take care of it, we both might be able to get some better sleep tonight?" 1260 "Honestly, it would probably take more than once. Like maybe 3 or 4 times might do it. Like I said, I can stay hard a really long time, especially if I'm 'inspired,' and you're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. I'm sorry. Those are just the facts." Adam thought he might as well just lay it all out there. 1261 "Well, it's not like we've got anything else to do!" she laughed. "Tell you what...feeling that thing against me has got me kind of turned on too. How about I turn around and give you something to look at. You show me yours and I'll show you mine. Then we can both jack off and watch each other." 1262 Adam couldn't believe it! But there was no way he was going to say no to this. "OK. If that's what you want." 1263 Alyssa tucked up her legs and spun around to face Adam. Both their genitals were still under water but Alyssa's breasts were out. 1264 Adam looked on with wide eyes. "Your tits look amazing!" He said in all honesty. 1265 "Thank you." Alyssa pulled at each nipple and let out a sigh. The tip of Adam's penis broke through the surface of the water as Adam held it vertical. "Can you sit up just for a second so I can see it all?" she asked with a purr in her voice. 1266 "Sure." Adam got up on his knees.to let his very hard cock bob in the air in front of her. A drop of pre-cum formed at the tip. His pubes were trimmed close, but not shaved. 1267 "Nice. You have a very nice cock, Adam." said Alyssa. 1268 "Thank you." he sunk back down. "Your turn." 1269 Alyssa sat up on her knees so Adam could see her neatly trimmed bush. There was a landing strip pattern visible with shorter growth around it. "Usually I shave if I think I'm going to have a reason to. Of course, going to visit mom and dad I didn't think..." she laughed. Then she spread her labia to show Adam the pink opening between. 1270 "You have a beautiful pussy. It's perfect" said Adam. Alyssa sunk back down into the water. They both began to stroke themselves under the water. 1271 "When you cum, I want to see it shoot out, OK? I love to watch it shoot." 1272 "OK" 1273 They watched each others' eyes attentively, and let their gaze wander over their bodies. Alyssa closed her eyes now and then. Adam kept his locked on Alyssa. 1274 "Adam?" 1275 "Yes?" 1276 "Tell me a story. Tell me what you're thinking. Tell me what you're fantasizing about doing with me." 1277 "OK. I'll try." Adam tried to clear his mind of everything except Alyssa, this vision in front of him with magnificent breasts, glowing in the soft light reflected in the water droplets that covered them. He also thought about her hips and glorious pussy, hidden now under the water but still living in his mind, her soft, full lips, her luminous eyes, challenging him, inviting him. He gave himself a moment to feel it, to try to feel her, and then he began to speak in a low voice. He tried to channel what she was doing to him, to let the lust flow out in his words. 1278 "I'm holding your face in my hands as I kiss you. Our lips seem to flow together. My fingers gently stroke your neck, moving up to your jawline. You can feel the electricity run through you. You feel a slight tingle in your pussy. My lips bring you into me. I kiss your lips and face and chin before pressing into you harder. My tongue searches for yours until we find each other. I can feel you, reaching into you, and you can feel me as our kisses grow deeper, as we feel each other more." 1279 "As the kisses continue you can feel my hands reach down to graze your nipples, and cup your breasts, squeezing gently. I twirl your nipples between my fingertips. The feeling running through you now is unmistakable. Your body wants this. Your body needs this. Then my lips are on your nipples as my hands continue to squeeze your breasts. I suck and nibble as my hand reaches down between your legs. My fingers massage your folds as your wetness grows." 1280 Chapter 4.3 "And then you feel it. My finger begins to enter you, just a little. The palm of my hand crushes against your clit and rubs you there as my fingers, first one then two, move gently in, and then out, and then in, and out, in and out of your wet, needy pussy. You know you need more. Your body needs more. You need a cock. You want to feel a cock inside you. And you know you can trust me. You know I will be good to you. I have what you need. It can be me. It's OK. It will be good. You want me to fuck you. It will feel so good. It will be so good." 1282 "You feel my hardness. You know it means I'm ready. You know it means I want you as much as you want me.You feel my hands on your breasts and body. You feel my lips on your neck. You hear my breathing. You feel my passion. You want this now. You need this now." 1283 "And then you feel it. You feel my hard cock pressing for entrance. You shift your hips and legs to let me in. You need to feel me inside you. And then I am, a little at first, and then another push and a little more, and then a little more as your body welcomes me. Ahhhhh. You sigh with satisfaction as you feel me filling you. This feels right. This feels so good. And then you feel my body crushing hard against you with each thrust. You feel it in your clit and your whole pussy. It feels so good to fuck." 1284 "It feels so good that you want to cum. You want to cum all over my cock. My cock is making you feel so good. You want to share that with me. You want to cum for me. You want me to cum too. You want me to cum with you, inside you, to feel that perfect union, even if it only lasts a moment. Every day should be this good. Every moment should be this good. People are meant to fuck. 1285 I look at you like you're a goddess. You are a wonder. You're perfect and I wouldn't change anything about you. And all I need to complete this moment is to cum, to cum with you, together, and you know I'm close, and I know you're close...so close...so close..then you feel me tense up and you hear my breath go, and you go too, and you can feel it roll through you and roll over you as I collapse onto you and you're there with me, and I'm with you, together, as we kiss and come down off the high." 1286 "Alyssa?" Adam broke the spell. "You said you wanted to see." 1287 Alyssa's eyes were closed as she was still touching herself and reveling in Adam's words. She opened them to see Adam arch his back to bring his cock out of the water. It looked huge. She could see the skin was swollen tight and the head looked more purplish than before. Adam's hand was moving quickly right below the head of his cock. His eyes were a little glazed over,and then he focused in on hers. Then he lost focus again as she saw a thick white stream shoot about two feet into the air, followed by another, and another, each a little less high, falling back onto Adam's stomach. Adam was still cumming as the streams died down. Alyssa lost count as they subsided into globs that seemed to ooze out the tip of his cock. 1288 "Wow!" Alyssa said as she gave him an appreciative smile. "Looks like that was a good one!" 1289 "Yeah. Pretty good. Thank you for providing the 'inspiration'" 1290 "Happy to." 1291 "You didn't...?" 1292 "No. Not yet. I'm afraid it takes me a little longer. But you were doing well though. You tell a good story." 1293 "Thank you. Anything I can do to help you?" 1294 "I'm good for now, thanks. But I'll let you know...I definitely feel warmed up now." She was silent for a few moments. "Ready to get out?" 1295 "You think our clothes are dry?" 1296 "Probably pretty close." Alyssa stood facing Adam. She smiled down at him. He returned the smile, appreciating the view. He thought she just might be the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. She stepped out and grabbed a towel to dry off. 1297 "I never got a chance to wash your back." 1298 "Maybe next time." She smiled again, an inscrutable smile, but encouraging. 1299 Adam stood up too. He wanted her to see that he was still fully hard for her. 1300 "Jesus, you weren't kidding about that thing, were you?" 1301 "I'm afraid not, especially not with you around." 1302 "It's too cold in here. Come over by the fire." Alyssa picked up her underwear off the top of the hamper where she'd laid them, but she did not put them on. She walked naked out of the bathroom and into the living room by the fire. 1303 Adam quickly dried off and followed, grabbing his underwear as well, but not stopping to put them on. As he entered the living room he saw Alyssa pulling their stack of blankets a little closer to the fire. She sat down on them and looked at Adam. "C'mere" She beckoned with her finger as she gave him a lascivious smile. 1304 Adam sat down next to her. Alyssa wrapped her arms around his neck, looked him straight in the eyes, and kissed him. The first two were a little tentative, but they both fell into each other quickly. 1305 "Adam, were you always this good a kisser?" she asked playfully. 1306 "Yep. I'm afraid you missed out." He teased her back. They smiled. Alyssa reached down and wrapped her hand around Adam's thick, hard cock. She gave it a squeeze as she felt along its length. She gently cupped and lifted his balls with her fingers. Then she bent over and first kissed the tip, then paused slightly before taking the whole head into her mouth. She twirled her tongue around and softly began to suck. Her hand gently stroked his shaft. "Mmmmm," she rubbed the head around her lips as she looked up into his eyes. "You have a really nice cock, Adam. Did you know I love to suck cock?" 1307 Adam groaned as he exhaled deeply. She couldn't possibly know how many times he'd dreamed of this. Or maybe she did. My God this was wonderful! Alyssa was wonderful! He had to tell her. "Oh My God, Alyssa!" It was all he could think to say. It was enough. 1308 "You know..." she stopped sucking for a moment, but continued to stroke him while she spoke. "I have a girlfriend that claims she gives her husband a blowjob every single morning when he wakes up, except if they're sick or something, every single day. What do you think of that? Would you like that?" 1309 "I think that would be every guy's dream." Adam almost croaked out the words. 1310 "I think I could do that for a guy, for the right guy." She played, and teased, and stroked and sucked a little more, then she stopped to ask, "Adam, do you want to fuck me?" 1311 "Almost more than I want to live!" It was the first thing that popped into his head. 1312 Allyssa laughed. "Good answer...I have a rule though." 1313 "What's that?" 1314 "I never let a guy fuck me until after he's made me cum by eating my pussy. You do eat pussy don't you, Adam?" 1315 "I LOVE eating pussy!" Adam wasted no time easing her back and diving in between her legs. 1316 "Ooooh!" Alyssa giggled. 1317 She was already wet with anticipation. Adam started with kisses inside her thighs, then to either side of her clit, burying his nose in her short bush, taking in her aroma. He used his lips and tongue to explore her folds before progressing to her tunnel of love. He inserted his tongue as far as it would go and twirled. Then back out for more teasing as he worked closer and closer to her clit, not quite getting there. He paused to blow on it softly before giving it a kiss and gently sucking it in, then licking all around, he circled her clit with his tongue. 1318 "You're not just a good kisser!" 1319 Adam took the encouragement, and doubled down on his efforts, slowly at first. He wanted to feast on her, all of her. Her breathing and moaning told him he was hitting all the right spots. He gently inserted a couple of fingers and slowly moved them in and out, not too deep, searching for the spot. He found it and increased his speed while sucking her clit into his mouth a little harder, twirling and sucking until she let herself go. He stayed with her, helping her to ride it out until her muscles relaxed and he backed off, knowing she'd be sensitive. She pulled his head up and the rest of him followed, pausing to kiss each breast before once again meeting her lips while she tasted herself on him. 1320 Alyssa reached for his cock and guided him in. It felt like going home. It felt like this is where he belonged, where he always wanted to be, deep inside the most perfect woman in the world. They began to fuck. She welcomed him inside her, again and again with each thrust of his hips. It felt more than good. Every time she'd been fucked it felt good. This time it felt right. She felt comfortable with Adam. She was able to give herself completely to Adam. She gave, and he took her. But Adam was giving too, and she was also taking. "This is how it's supposed to be," she thought. And that thought became a feeling, and the feeling took her again. She came hard in Adam's arms. He held her until she was finished. As the feeling left her, they kissed and they melted into the afterglow as he rolled off. 1321 "Wow," she said. 1322 "Wow," he answered. 1323 Then they both laughed 1324 "Well...Adam Franklin!" She let his name hang in the air, enjoying the sound of it. "Adam Franklin really knows how to fuck!" She laughed again. 1325 "Could you write that on the bathroom wall for me?" he teased. 1326 She laughed. "Not a chance. You think I want the other girls to find out? I want you all to myself!" 1327 "You've got me. Those other girls wouldn't stand a chance." 1328 Alyssa reached down to check, "Oh my God! You're still hard! You really weren't kidding, were you, mister?" 1329 "I'm afraid not." 1330 "Then you just might be the perfect man!" Alyssa rolled on top to straddle him, pinning his shaft as she slid her pussy over it, up and back. They were still both slick from their fucking, and now they added the slick, sticky mess dripping out of her. After sliding for a while, she grabbed his hard cock, pointed it up, and sank down. She rode him as he massaged her tits and played with her nipples. She loved bending over to kiss him, her hair creating a tunnel for just their faces to meet inside. 1331 She rode for a while, enjoying the feeling of his hard cock reaching up inside her, and rolling her hips to rub her clit as she sank down. She continued like this until she came again. It was a smaller one this time, but still she came, and then she collapsed against his chest. She was starting to feel the chill of the air on her perspiration-coated body, so she pulled the blankets around them. 1332 "Do you think we can just fuck until we're rescued?" 1333 "Might be fun to try." Adam was still hard. 1334 Alyssa noticed. "Good God!" she grabbed his hard cock. 1335 "I didn't cum that time." 1336 "Oh. What will help you cum?" 1337 "Just takes a little longer, is all. Are you too sore?" 1338 "I might regret it tomorrow, but I'm good. Doggie?" 1339 "That's exactly what I was thinking." 1340 "Ooh. I like the way you think! But can we warm up again a little first?" 1341 "Sure. Take as much time as you like. Just a second, though." Adam got out and threw another log on the fire, then he got back under the blankets and held Alyssa. 1342 "You know what day it is." 1343 "Merry Christmas, Adam...well...Christmas Eve, anyway." 1344 "Merry Christmas, Alyssa. My family always starts celebrating on Christmas Eve." 1345 "Mine too." 1346 "They're probably worried sick about us." 1347 "Probably. I bet we're having a lot more fun, though!" Adam teased. 1348 They both laughed, "If only they knew!" 1349 Alyssa added, "My mom wants grandkids so bad, she'd probably say, 'fuck her again!'" They both laughed some more. 1350 "Yeah, mine too...although I don't think she'd say that." They laughed, and then they both thought about it until Alyssa quickly broke in, "Don't worry. I'm on the pill." 1351 "OK, good," Adam answered, but as he did so he realized he was secretly a little disappointed. Settling down with Alyssa, making a family with her, that seemed like his dream future. 1352 Alyssa was even more surprised to realize that she was a little deflated too. Yes, she knew her biological clock was ticking, but her emotional clock was ticking too. She did want a husband and a family, she wanted it more than she'd been willing to admit to herself. She was now, for the first time, realizing that Adam was the right kind of guy, not an adrenaline junkie boy toy like the guys she'd been falling for, but a real man who a girl could raise kids and grow old with, but could still be fun too. 1353 Could Adam be THE ONE? Stranger things have happened, she told herself. And then she realized something. In all the excitement, she had forgotten to take her pill today. Not just forgotten, her pills were in her other bag, the one she'd left in the car. Oh well. It was just one day. She was pretty sure she was safe. Adam's skin felt warm and nice. He smelled of sex. They both did. His dick seemed to fit her perfectly. He was good at eating pussy. She'd already cum three times with him. But was he too much of a nice boy? Could he take control and satisfy her when all she wanted was raw, animal fucking? That cock that stayed hard for her was a good sign. Now was as good a time as any to put the boy through his paces and find out what he could do. 1354 "Adam?" 1355 "Yes?" 1356 She layed it out clearly for him. "I want you to fuck me, I mean really fuck me. Don't worry. I won't break. Do you know what I mean?" 1357 "I think so." Adam was surprised, especially after all they'd already been through. He'd had a girlfriend who'd asked for it hard once, but that was after a fight, and he didn't feel right about it. It seemed so out of character for her then, and he couldn't really get into it. They both ended that night a little disappointed. They broke up not long after. He never felt it was because of the sex, but maybe that had been a sign of something deeper. 1358 With Alyssa this was all still new. He didn't have that history. Adam also knew how strongly he was attracted to her. Somehow she just grabbed him deeper than anyone else ever had. If she wanted it hard, he was damn sure going to try his best to give it to her. 1359 Alyssa threw off the blankets and got up on her hands and knees, Adam lined up behind her. He slapped her ass with the palm of his hand. "You like that?" he asked. 1360 "Mmmm hmmm." Alyssa replied. 1361 "OK. Please tell me if I need to back off." 1362 "I will. Don't worry." Alyssa leaned over to push her face into the blankets. She arched her back and waved her ass in the air. 1363 Adam saw that ass, offered up for him, there for his use. Below that ass there was a woman in heat, a woman who needed to be fucked, a woman who needed his cock. He slapped the opposite cheek with his other hand. He saw the red imprint it left. He swatted it again, then the other side, as he lined up his cock. He started to push in, and then he pulled it back. Then he did it again. He wanted to tease her with it, make her crave it. 1364 "Tell me you want it." 1365 "I want it. I want you to fuck me." 1366 The words seemed to help his cock grow harder, longer, fatter. He pushed in with one strong thrust. Alyssa lurched forward at the force, then braced herself for the next. She felt his hands grabbing her around the hips. Adam thrust into her, pulling almost all the way out slowly before pushing in quick and hard. He did it again, and again. He slapped her ass in-between thrusts. 1367 Then he picked up the pace, still hard, but faster. He pushed down on her upper back. He moved her around with his hands to get just the right angle so he could pound into her even harder, with an occasional swat on her ass. She could feel the vibrations running through her. It's like she wasn't even Alyssa anymore, she was just a pussy being used, just a fucktoy. Then she felt her hair being grabbed, strong enough that her head was being pulled back, as her face was still getting mashed into the blankets. 1368 She could only get breaths in-between thrusts. She could hear Adam breathing hard too. Her pussy was buzzing. She could feel the cock inside her, stretching her, filling her, pounding into her. Then she felt it surge. Adam stopped thrusting, and she could feel him unloading his cum into the deepest parts of her. His hands twisted as they dug into her hips and ass, as if to wring that last drop of cum out of his cock. 1369 That's what did it for her. It was the last unexpected sensation that sent her over the edge. It was the last thing she remembered until she realized Adam was laying beside her, breathing hard and sweating. She felt disconnected from her body. She wasn't sure where it was, until she felt herself fall down and stretch out beside him. 1370 They lay like that for a time, neither of them were exactly certain how long, catching their breath and re-engaging with their brains. Alyssa draped an arm over Adam and snuggled into his shoulder. Adam grabbed the edge of the blankets and pulled them over the top of them. They fell asleep. 1371 When they woke, it was dark outside, although it hadn't been long. The light had been growing dimmer as their passion was heating up. Alyssa woke first. She felt completely satisfied, sexually, yes, and psychologically too. Adam had passed the test. The nice boy had enough of an edge to keep her fires burning. She felt a cold draft. The log in the fireplace was dying down though, and she thought of adding another, but didn't want to throw off the blankets and face the cold. 1372 She let her hand roam down Adam's sleeping body. His face looked so peaceful. When her hand reached his cock she found it was no longer hard. It felt a little bit like victory. She took a pause to enjoy the moment and then she kissed him. His eyes opened and soon as she could see that he recognized her. He smiled.They kissed again. 1373 "Are you hungry?" Adam asked. 1374 Alyssa hadn't stopped to think of it, but as soon as he said it, she realized that she was. "I suppose we should fix something" 1375 "Yeah we worked up a little bit of an appetite." 1376 "You need your strength. Your little soldier isn't saluting anymore." She gave his limp cock a playful squeeze. 1377 "Oh he'll be back on duty soon enough...but yeah. I'm starving." 1378 Adam got up to add another log to the fire. He moved quickly because he was naked and it was cold. 1379 "You probably should put some clothes on." Alyssa offered. 1380 "Yeah just a sec. Gotta take a whore bath first." 1381 "A what?" 1382 "A whore bath. You know, just stand at the sink and splash some water on your junk." 1383 "Oh my God! I've never heard that. That's gross." 1384 "Sorry. Just be a second." Adam cleaned off a little, as best he could, and then quickly put on some clothes. 1385 "OK, my turn!" A naked Alyssa raced past him from the fire to the bathroom. "Better than nothing, I suppose." She laughed. He loved to hear her laugh. 1386 Adam checked with her, and then prepared one of the cans of beef stew as their Christmas Eve feast. Adam was still hungry after, so they also opened a can of Corn Chowder. They enjoyed their meal huddled together in front of the fire. At one point, Adam said, "You know, despite being stranded and all, this might be my best Christmas Eve ever." 1387 "I know what you mean," Alyssa replied. 1388 They talked far into the night, and finally drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. 1389 When they woke up on Christmas morning Alyssa noticed there were actual stockings hanging in front of the fireplace. Someone had pinned small paper tags that read "His" and "Hers" to the stockings. And there was actually something in them! 1390 Adam was still sleeping but she got up and peeked inside hers. Immediately she saw what they were. Adam must have somehow gotten the chocolates he'd purchased for his mother and repackaged them into little plastic baggies he'd probably found in the kitchen somewhere, along with a few assorted "grandma" candies, single wrapped peppermints and the like. 1391 She bent over to kiss him. "Merry Christmas," she said. "This time for real." And thank you for my gift. I love it! Where did you find the stockings?" 1392 "Merry Christmas! I found a box of decorations in the back of a closet upstairs. There's some other stuff too if you look around." 1393 Chapter 4.4 Around the living room she could see a few other things. Snowmen and candles. A few ornaments and tinsel Adam had hung around the room. 1395 "And look. Here's the best thing." He held up what looked like a dried sprig of mistletoe. 1396 "Is that what I think it is?" 1397 "Why don't you give it a try?" He held it over their heads. They kissed beneath it. 1398 "Mmmmmm. Best Christmas ever." They laughed. 1399 It was surprising to both of them how close they felt. They'd talked about it the night before. The situation they'd found themselves in was so extreme, it was like all the bullshit was squeezed away, and they only saw and experienced what was good and true. It was like their own little private Christmas miracle had thrown them together like this, and as scary and inconvenient and improbable as it had been, they both agreed this was an incredible experience, and they felt as alive as they'd ever been. 1400 They enjoyed chocolates for breakfast. They ate black beans mixed with diced tomatoes, and it was delicious. They made love again in front of the fire, three times before mid-day and twice again later that evening. They'd washed off and the hot water ran out. They kept a pot by the fire for warm whore baths to clean off with. That night, as they snuggled for what was only their third night together, Alyssa asked Adam, "Are you ready for my Christmas present?" 1401 "What?" Adam was surprised. "OK" He stared at her, curious what this would be. 1402 "Only this...I'm falling in love with you, Adam. I give you my heart." Her eyes welled up with tears. 1403 Adam smiled, touched to his core, "I accept. I think you know I'm falling in love with you too." 1404 "Best Christmas ever?" 1405 "For sure. Best Christmas ever." They both laughed. 1406 When they woke the next morning it was already light. The unmistakable sound of a chainsaw droned in the distance. It hadn't snowed the previous day and the temperature was noticeably warmer. The sounds of water dripping were everywhere. It was melting. 1407 Adam and Alyssa knew the sound meant that a crew was likely clearing the fallen trees from the road. They straightened up around the house as best they could to get it back close to the condition it had been in before their arrival. Adam found a hammer and nails and a small board and patched the hole they'd made in the basement window. They packed their things into Adam's car and with Adam walking ahead to mark the driveway, Alyssa drove back down towards the highway and her car. 1408 When they reached the highway they found a sheriff's deputy wiping the snow off Alyssa's car to peer inside. A snowplow had cleared the road but was stopped ahead, likely waiting for the crew with the chainsaw to clear the second big fallen tree. 1409 "You Alyssa Thomas?" the deputy called out as he saw Alyssa and Adam approaching. "And Adam Franklin?" 1410 "Yes, that's us!" Alyssa answered cheerfully. 1411 "Woohoo! Got both of ya! You sure got a lot of people worried about you. Glad to see you're OK. At least you look OK. Are ya?" 1412 "Yeah, we're good. We found shelter up this road." 1413 "Lucky." 1414 "Yes, very lucky!" Adam and Alyssa smiled at each other. 1415 The deputy could see it in their faces. Then he smiled too. "Well alright. Let's get you into town." 1416 END