After three hours of hiking in silence we finally made it to the cabin. Not a word, not a hum, not an oath from tripping on a root or rock underfoot. I had watched the sway of his backpack in confused silence the entire way. Utter silence except for the crunch of our boots on the path – I was unnerved, to say the least. This wasn’t how I expected the weekend to go. I thought we were getting out of the city for time together and I’d happily packed up my laptop and slipped out of the office at noon looking forward to the trip.
From the minute I got into the car something was off. He opened my door as usual (a little thing that still makes my heart do a silly flip at the gesture) but then he looked me up and down, frowned, shut the door behind me and walked away. No hello kiss. No “How are you? Ready to go?” No quirky grin that would ignite a return grin from me – as if we were getting away with something. Generally that’s how I feel about our relationship – like it’s a crazy game that we’re playing right under everybody else’s noses. The geeky computer girl and the city councilman, a match that made no sense whatsoever, but it worked for us. Usually.
The only words I’d gotten from him during the hour drive to the base of the mountain were at the rest stop outside of town when he handed me a bundle of clothes and said
“Hiking stuff – go change.”
I should have figured something was up at that point because there was no “please”. He’s always polite, almost to a fault. To be honest, I was still working through a problem from earlier in the day and had just accepted the silent treatment in the car as him having something on his mind too. Getting out of town can be like that – if you really want to relax later you need to fast forward through the leftover thoughts from work and get them over with. I should have been paying more attention… maybe I would have figured things out sooner. Continue reading →
He’d been napping peacefully on the dock for the last hour or so, and the sun was just starting to set. I swam up to the edge as quietly as I could and watched him, like a selkie just peeking my head and shoulders above water. He was dreaming. His eyes flicked back and forth under his eyelids and the corner of his mouth twitched every so often. As my eyes roamed over him I gathered it must be a good dream, I could see the outline of his hard cock pressed against his swimming trunks.
I wondered if he was dreaming of me?
I couldn’t resist messing with him though, so I flicked a few droplets of water up over him and I got a little twitch, but he didn’t wake. I flicked a few more, focusing on his face this time. His eyes stopped tracking, I was closer. One more splash – and this time his eyes opened a slit. Continue reading →
It started with a whispered “It’s on.” in my ear as rough hands grabbed my shoulders and pulled me off balance and out of my chair. I’d been sitting at the kitchen table talking about an upcoming fundraiser with a few friends. Todd had grabbed for my drink from across the table just a moment before but there was shock in Mary’s eyes – I should have known something was up.
I let myself go limp so I was dead weight and slumped to the floor, pulling him off balance enough to squirm out of his grasp, and then started to scoot away on my hands and ass but he caught an ankle before I got out of his reach.
We played tug of war with my leg for a little while before I gave in to the laughter that was bubbling up, and he broke out in a grin. He also let up on his grip, so I rolled and yanked my foot out of his hand and scrambled for my feet.
“Not so fast,” he said, as he made a lunge for my waist. Continue reading →
