A/N Mature content. I already booked your rooms, Magenta-Skye and Teobi, at the love hospital.
The doctors and nurses are on stand-by. Enjoy!
"Isn't it a beautiful night?" Mary Ann asked of Gilligan as they sat on a blanket in the lagoon underneath the stars.
"Sure is." Gilligan replied smiling. "And I have the most beautiful girl beside me."
He said putting his arm around her.
Mary Ann smiled and placed a kiss against his cheek. "I love you." She said.
"I'm glad all this business with Ginger is straightened out." Gilligan sighed. "That was really crazy."
"It was. Eva trying to be Ginger. Making the Professor think Ginger didn't love him and making you think that she was after you…I'm glad it is all over. Everything is back to normal."
Gilligan looked back up at the star filled sky. He then glanced back down at Mary Ann who was watching glistening water. The light from the moon glowed upon her soft features and he thought it made her look even more beautiful.
He lifted his hand gently brushing away a loose strand of hair from her cheek. Mary Ann turned her head back towards him looking at him with longing. Gilligan moved in closer bringing his lips to hers and deepening into a kiss. Mary Ann lifted her hands placing them on his shoulders.
The kiss broke and Mary Ann gazed at her sailorman with a pleading look. "I want you Gilligan." She said. 'Now."
Gilligan felt a twinge of nervousness and excitement. He and Mary Ann had done their share of passionate kissing and a few other things but they never had…. "I…Mary Ann…I…don't know…I'm not…We've never."
"It's okay Gilligan." She said softly touching his face. "We can experience it together. You and Me."
Mary Ann pulled back a bit and slowly unzipped the back of her blue dress and peeled it off. Gilligan's eyes stared at her chest covered by a white lacey bra which she then reached around and unhooked throwing it to the side.
The sailor's heart beated faster as she took his hand and placed it on her bare breast. Slowly he circled his fingers around the soft object and squeezed. A thrilling sensation went through him as he felt her flesh in his hand.
Mary Ann then reached over removed his shirt placing it next to her dress. Her hands went over his toned chest and slowly up his shoulders. She leaned in and captured his mouth in a kiss. His arms went around her holding her tight.
Gilligan laid her down on the blanket leaning over her. "I love you Mary Ann." He said to her.
"I love you Gilligan." She said softly.
He leaned down closer and gently kissed her lips. "Willie." He said to her.
Mary Ann's arms went around him as he kissed her lips again. Her hands ran up and down his back and then to his shoulders. Her fingers then ran through his hair and she gasped feeling him inside her.
"Oh...yes…" She said enjoying what he was making her feel. "Oh God…"
He moved his pelvis against hers and she felt her body was going to explode with all the sparks pulsing through her.
"Gillig…Willie….Oh yes…yes!" She clutched his shoulders with her hands.
His paced increased and so did her breathing. Her head went back in ecstasy not wishing for him to stop. "Ahhh..Yes…Willie! Oh God Willie!" Mary Ann cried out as her climax came on and Gilligan collapsed on top of her as his was brought on as well.
"God Gilligan…I'm sorry…Willie…You are…Amazing."
He placed kisses down her neck. "You really think so?"
Mary Ann smiled. "I want more." She said seductively. "I want you all night…."
Gilligan was startled as the farm girl was suddenly on top of him. "Get ready." She said.
He said not a word as her lips crushed down on his and they were again lost in her passion. Mary Ann kissed down his body moving lower and lower until… Gilligan's eyes went wide and he couldn't think of anything except the wonderful experience Mary Ann was inflicting on his body. "Mary Ann….Mary Ann…Oh…." He groaned.
Mary Ann said something erotic that made his heart race and he couldn't hold back any longer…. The girl from Kansas sat up and grinned at her lover who was lying there in amazement.
Before he could say anything she moved herself on him and rode his body hard. He watched her as her eyes closed and she moved her head about as she enjoyed the moment. "Willie..oh yes…" She cried. "Oh God you turn me on…."
Gilligan's breathing took on a more rapid pace and his hands grasped her waist.
The young castaways cried out together collapsing on their blanket. Mary Ann snuggled up close to Gilligan who put his arm around her. "We are good." She smiled. "I was made to love you." She said kissing his chest.
Gilligan swallowed. "Mary Ann…You are going to.."
"I know." She said moving back on him. "That's the idea..I told you I want you all night…"
She took him back in her arms and the held each other as the moon shined down.
Morning
Mary Ann awoke in her hut and smiled thinking of the night before. She turned her head and saw she was alone but there was a note and a pretty tropical flower. She picked them up. Sniffing the flower, she read the note
Mary Ann,
I love you my beautiful farm girl.
You are as sweet as the wonderful pies you bake.
Mary Ann giggled.
A beautiful angel sent to me from Heaven.
Last night was a dream I never wish to wake from.
All My Love,
Gilligan (Willie)
She slowly got up from her bed and freshened up in the small bath tub that Gilligan had built her. After her bath, she dressed in what she knew was Gilligan's favorite, Her red checkered dress. Mary Ann fixed her hair and stepped out of her hut walking to the dining table. She smiled seeing that nothing from last night had changed regarding Ginger and the Professor.
Ginger was again on his lap whispering what Mary Ann could only imagine were very seductive and sensual things designed increase the heart rate of the man of science. The Professor has his arms around her waist gently kissing the red head every now and then and declaring she was beautiful and other things that Mary Ann assumed where just as seductive as Ginger's musings.
"I thought I told you to get a room." Mary Ann grinned at the pair.
"Mind your business." Ginger retorted back not taking her eyes off the Professor.
Mary Ann sat down at the table looking for Gilligan. She then saw him walk out of the clearing carrying some fruit to eat with the breakfast that was being prepared by the Skipper. He set the fruit down and said a hello to Ginger and the Professor who waved at him not really paying attention.
Gilligan sat down next to Mary Ann. "Morning." He said with a grin.
"Morning." She said returning his smile.
He leaned over and placed a kiss on her lips.
The Howell had emerged from their hut and joined the others at the table. Mrs. Howell frowned at Mr. Howell as she saw the Professor professing something or other to Ginger. "Why don't you ever say things like that to me." She asked of her husband.
Mr. Howell smiled. "Oh Lovey dear..you know that you are the most beautiful woman ever…I love you my darling wife." He kissed her cheek.
Mrs. Howell sat down and Mr. Howell went over to the Professor. "You are killing me you know!" He growled as he then went back to Mrs. Howell sitting down next to her.
The Skipper brought out the breakfast and they all dug in. As breakfast went on, The Skipper couldn't help notice there were now three couples. Mr. and Mrs. Howell he was used to. Mary Ann and Gilligan he figured in time would get together. But Ginger. And the Professor?
That he was a bit jealous of. He had always believed Ginger to be beautiful and had wished that he would catch her eye but it never came to be. She had her eyes set on the Professor. It was something he could never grasp. What would a beautiful glamorous movie star see in a man like the Professor? The man always had his nose buried in a book and was conducting experiments for whatever reason. And he studied ferns? How in the world could that be exciting?
What in the world did this guy do to catch the attention of someone like Ginger?
He the Skipper was stronger. Braver. A fierce warrior of the sea! But Ginger wanted this…this man of science! Someone who the Skipper was sure had never seen a woman outside a text book, yet somehow, someway, he gets to be the one who lands the red headed starlet.
The Skipper sighed and stood up. He walked away from the table and through the jungle. In a few days, they would all be heading back home. As much as he longed to be home, he knew his life would still be...empty. Sort of. He knew that he still would not have a woman. Sure there were women he knew and had courted but he was never serious about them. He was getting older and he really wanted to have someone to call his own.
Ginger was obviously out of the question. She belonged to the Professor. The Skipper knew it was pointless to be jealous of the Professor. He hadn't done anything wrong and plus he was closer to Ginger's age and naturally Ginger would be drawn to him. And it wasn't like he didn't know that Ginger was infatuated with the Professor. He saw it on the Minnow. The way she spoke to him and looked at him. The same way she did when they became shipwrecked. Ginger always clinging to him when she was afraid. Always assisting him with his experiments.
And of course…that kiss. That minute long kiss. Like there was only the two of them. He hadn't forgotten when he saw that in their movie. It looked more real than he cared to admit. And more than likely it was real. Ginger was a good woman and she had a good man. He really was happy for her. Maybe someday..
"Skipper."
He turned and saw Ginger walking to him. "What are you doing out here?"
"Nothing…just uh..thinking…You finally pry yourself away from the Professor?"
Ginger laughed. "For a little while, he wanted to do a little exploring and gather up some specimens."
"I see."
Ginger went up to him. "You okay?"
The Skipper sighed. "Ginger…I…I am happy for you but I can't help wondering…"
"What do I see in the Professor?" She finished.
"Yeah I suppose that's it."
Ginger smiled. "I just….I don't know…He's handsome…He's kind…He's the only man who ever adored me for me. And loved me for who I am and not what he thought I was."
"Who he thought you were?"
Ginger nodded. "A lot of men in Hollywood have this idea that I'm….well…ditzy and…easy I suppose…That I will just cave to any man. Maybe I didn't do much to change that perception but still..they never bothered to find out if there was more to me than just a movie star and I don't think they cared. Just as long as they could say they had Ginger Grant."
"And the Professor is not like that." The Skipper said.
"No." Ginger smiled. "He's not. You remember when I told you that he only cared about my mind."
"Yes I do."
"Well I got to thinking…that wasn't such a bad thing. He actually was interested in what I thought. No man ever was before. He listened to my ideas. And as far as helping me rehearse scenes…He never minded. Especially when I would suggest a love scene." She giggled.
"Like in the movie?" smiled the Skipper.
"That was Mr. Howell's idea." Ginger stated.
"I don't recall you objecting." The Skipper jousted.
"Why would I do that?" She grinned.
"You love him don't you?" The Skipper sighed.
"Yes I do. Very much." She touched her necklace. The special one he made for her. "He's everything to me."
"Well I wish you all the best." The Skipper said. "You're quite a woman Ginger. And you have a good man."
"Thank you." She said as she kissed his cheek. "Now if you will excuse me…I need to go find him...all this talk about him…" She hurried off to the jungle and the Skipper watched smiling. The Professor was certainly a lucky guy. Maybe…hopefully one day…he can be as lucky.
Jungle
The Professor was crouched down examining two different leaves of a plant. Ginger spotted him and grinned to herself. She walked over to him and bent down behind him. "What are you doing?" She asked
"I'm studying the difference between these two types of ferns. It's fascinating the differences between them. This one for instance…"
"Darling." She interrupted as she kissed his ear. "Don't you find me more fascinating then those two crummy ol' ferns."
"Ginger please…you are not going to distract me." He protested trying to push her away.
The red head was not at all deterred. "Yes I am." She said sensually.
"No…No…" He said trying to squirm away. "I need to study…" He was unable to finish the sentence as Ginger's lips were on his. Giving up, he discarded the ferns and put his arms around Ginger holding her tight.