Chapter 3
Harm was up early the next morning. He had already showered and was just preparing to sit at the kitchen table with the local paper to wait for Mac to wake up.
She walked into the kitchen yawning. "Morning." She took a deep breath. "Is that coffee I smell?" she asked hopefully.
She looked so cute standing there with her hair all tussled, in a long nightshirt and wearing white socks on her feet. "Morning, Mac." He smiled and handed her a large coffee just the way she liked it.
She took the cup eagerly and sighed, "You, Harmon Rabb, are the best." She took a sip and moaned. "Heaven. Where did you get this?"
"I did a little scouting around. There's a little mom and pop store just around the corner. I guess it's a good thing they get up as early as I do. He nodded at her cup, "I know, it's good, isn't it? They say it's the mountain water." He had already finished his and had to agree, it was pretty much the best coffee he'd ever tasted.
Mac sat at the table to savor it more, and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, there was a paper plate in front of her with two doughnuts on it. She looked up at him with a wide grin. "You are really smooth, you know that, don't you?"
"Well, you can't live without food, now can you? It's part of my responsibility as host to make sure you're well fed while you're here."
She took a bite of the jelly doughnut first and moaned with satisfaction, "Mmmm, Harm, it's still warm." She leaned close to him and held her hand out, "You have to try this, here, take a bite....it's delicious."
He swallowed, "No, that's okay, I ate already. But you go on, enjoy, I'm going to read my paper." He sat back in his chair and opened the paper and started reading.
She shrugged her shoulders and prepared to take another bite, moaning as she held the pastry to her mouth, when she noticed Harm wasn't really reading at all - he was peering at her over the top of the newspaper. Now she was watching him watch her. "What?" she asked innocently.
He was caught. "What are you doing?" he asked defensively.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" She took a bite of the doughnut and jelly started running in a slow crawl down her fingers. She caught the jelly with her tongue and ran it up the length of one finger, then into her mouth, licked it off and started on the next finger until there was no more.
"Uh...." Harm was speechless. He just sat there with his mouth agape, watching her. Did she have any idea what she was doing to him right now, he wondered? He couldn't think of an intelligent thing to say as he watched her finish the doughnut finally and started running her tongue over her lips to capture the last of the jelly. Oh, those lips.
He shook his head....that was the best demonstration of doughnut eating he's ever witnessed. "Ummm, nothing." Did that even make sense?
She giggled in response and picked up the other one. Harm just about fell off the chair. Mac perused the other doughnut; this one was a Bavarian cream with chocolate on top. Oh, the possibilities, she thought. She looked at him finally. "You know I love jelly doughnuts, Harm, but Bavarian cream is my absolute favorite."
He gave her a weak smile. "Oh, no you don't." He didn't think he could go through that again without some serious pain; he hadn't realized the implications when he bought them, but now.....
She bit back laughter, "Don't what?" She leaned forward to offer him a bite of that one.
He pulled the paper up to his face, but gave up and peered over it again – what a glutton for punishment. "No, you're killing me, Mac."
"It's your fault, you supplied me with the ammo." she said as she licked the chocolate off the top.
Harm starting to breathe a little heavier. Restraint, he thought and closed his eyes. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
"You know they say what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, Harm." She informed him.
He took the bait and leaned over the table, "Well they obviously haven't watched you lick the cream out of that doughnut."
She did just that and leaned in further, "Like what you see?"
He was only inches away now. "What's not to like?"
She closed the gap. "Want a taste?"
"Is that a rhetorical question?" he asked as his lips finally met hers. He reached out tentatively to glide his tongue over her lips. Mmmm, he could taste a hint of jelly there.
Mac moaned and pulled him in closer, as close as they could get while leaning over a table, that is. Their tongues mated in a slow dance until they had to come up for air.
Harm sighed with pleasure, "You're right, that's an awfully good doughnut."
"I told you so." She said as she polished off the last of it and gave Harm another long, lustful kiss.
"You taste awfully good too." He said as he nipped her lower lip. He couldn't get enough of her soft lips.
"Mmmmm, good." She agreed.
"I'm so glad you said you didn't want any deep conversation this weekend. I don't think I know my own name right now." He said as he rubbed noses with her.
She reached over to nibble on his ear, "Non-verbal communication is wonderful, isn't it?"
"Highly underrated," he agreed heartily. She nuzzled his neck and started planting little kisses from his ear to his shoulder. "Mac, if you keep kissing me like that..."
She continued her assault. "I guess it's a good thing that we have a table separating us?"
"I can't remember; why is that a good thing?" he asked breathlessly.
Her breathing was no less labored. "I don't know."
"Should we stop this?" he asked tentatively.
"Should we?"
"I don't know; I'm really enjoying this, with you." He said between nibbles on her neck.
She felt a shiver. "Me too."
"I don't want to take this too far too soon."
"Is there such a thing?" she asked.
"I don't want to ruin it."
"Me either. I should go take a shower." "Yeah, I guess so." He captured her lips again.
"There's so much to do....." She said as she probed his mouth with her tongue.
"We have four days....." he pointed out.
"So many possibilities...." She agreed.
"Plenty of time...." It was settled.
Mac dragged herself up finally and walked away and into her bedroom, then gathered up her clothes and headed for the bathroom for her shower. She hesitated at the door and gave him a smile that said this wasn't over yet.
Harm watched her close the bathroom door and shook his head. What is wrong with him? Talk about your non-verbal communication. Stupid, he thought to himself. You just couldn't shut up. He vowed that next time he had the chance, he wouldn't stop this. He didn't think it was possible.
Harm was up early the next morning. He had already showered and was just preparing to sit at the kitchen table with the local paper to wait for Mac to wake up.
She walked into the kitchen yawning. "Morning." She took a deep breath. "Is that coffee I smell?" she asked hopefully.
She looked so cute standing there with her hair all tussled, in a long nightshirt and wearing white socks on her feet. "Morning, Mac." He smiled and handed her a large coffee just the way she liked it.
She took the cup eagerly and sighed, "You, Harmon Rabb, are the best." She took a sip and moaned. "Heaven. Where did you get this?"
"I did a little scouting around. There's a little mom and pop store just around the corner. I guess it's a good thing they get up as early as I do. He nodded at her cup, "I know, it's good, isn't it? They say it's the mountain water." He had already finished his and had to agree, it was pretty much the best coffee he'd ever tasted.
Mac sat at the table to savor it more, and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, there was a paper plate in front of her with two doughnuts on it. She looked up at him with a wide grin. "You are really smooth, you know that, don't you?"
"Well, you can't live without food, now can you? It's part of my responsibility as host to make sure you're well fed while you're here."
She took a bite of the jelly doughnut first and moaned with satisfaction, "Mmmm, Harm, it's still warm." She leaned close to him and held her hand out, "You have to try this, here, take a bite....it's delicious."
He swallowed, "No, that's okay, I ate already. But you go on, enjoy, I'm going to read my paper." He sat back in his chair and opened the paper and started reading.
She shrugged her shoulders and prepared to take another bite, moaning as she held the pastry to her mouth, when she noticed Harm wasn't really reading at all - he was peering at her over the top of the newspaper. Now she was watching him watch her. "What?" she asked innocently.
He was caught. "What are you doing?" he asked defensively.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" She took a bite of the doughnut and jelly started running in a slow crawl down her fingers. She caught the jelly with her tongue and ran it up the length of one finger, then into her mouth, licked it off and started on the next finger until there was no more.
"Uh...." Harm was speechless. He just sat there with his mouth agape, watching her. Did she have any idea what she was doing to him right now, he wondered? He couldn't think of an intelligent thing to say as he watched her finish the doughnut finally and started running her tongue over her lips to capture the last of the jelly. Oh, those lips.
He shook his head....that was the best demonstration of doughnut eating he's ever witnessed. "Ummm, nothing." Did that even make sense?
She giggled in response and picked up the other one. Harm just about fell off the chair. Mac perused the other doughnut; this one was a Bavarian cream with chocolate on top. Oh, the possibilities, she thought. She looked at him finally. "You know I love jelly doughnuts, Harm, but Bavarian cream is my absolute favorite."
He gave her a weak smile. "Oh, no you don't." He didn't think he could go through that again without some serious pain; he hadn't realized the implications when he bought them, but now.....
She bit back laughter, "Don't what?" She leaned forward to offer him a bite of that one.
He pulled the paper up to his face, but gave up and peered over it again – what a glutton for punishment. "No, you're killing me, Mac."
"It's your fault, you supplied me with the ammo." she said as she licked the chocolate off the top.
Harm starting to breathe a little heavier. Restraint, he thought and closed his eyes. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
"You know they say what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, Harm." She informed him.
He took the bait and leaned over the table, "Well they obviously haven't watched you lick the cream out of that doughnut."
She did just that and leaned in further, "Like what you see?"
He was only inches away now. "What's not to like?"
She closed the gap. "Want a taste?"
"Is that a rhetorical question?" he asked as his lips finally met hers. He reached out tentatively to glide his tongue over her lips. Mmmm, he could taste a hint of jelly there.
Mac moaned and pulled him in closer, as close as they could get while leaning over a table, that is. Their tongues mated in a slow dance until they had to come up for air.
Harm sighed with pleasure, "You're right, that's an awfully good doughnut."
"I told you so." She said as she polished off the last of it and gave Harm another long, lustful kiss.
"You taste awfully good too." He said as he nipped her lower lip. He couldn't get enough of her soft lips.
"Mmmmm, good." She agreed.
"I'm so glad you said you didn't want any deep conversation this weekend. I don't think I know my own name right now." He said as he rubbed noses with her.
She reached over to nibble on his ear, "Non-verbal communication is wonderful, isn't it?"
"Highly underrated," he agreed heartily. She nuzzled his neck and started planting little kisses from his ear to his shoulder. "Mac, if you keep kissing me like that..."
She continued her assault. "I guess it's a good thing that we have a table separating us?"
"I can't remember; why is that a good thing?" he asked breathlessly.
Her breathing was no less labored. "I don't know."
"Should we stop this?" he asked tentatively.
"Should we?"
"I don't know; I'm really enjoying this, with you." He said between nibbles on her neck.
She felt a shiver. "Me too."
"I don't want to take this too far too soon."
"Is there such a thing?" she asked.
"I don't want to ruin it."
"Me either. I should go take a shower." "Yeah, I guess so." He captured her lips again.
"There's so much to do....." She said as she probed his mouth with her tongue.
"We have four days....." he pointed out.
"So many possibilities...." She agreed.
"Plenty of time...." It was settled.
Mac dragged herself up finally and walked away and into her bedroom, then gathered up her clothes and headed for the bathroom for her shower. She hesitated at the door and gave him a smile that said this wasn't over yet.
Harm watched her close the bathroom door and shook his head. What is wrong with him? Talk about your non-verbal communication. Stupid, he thought to himself. You just couldn't shut up. He vowed that next time he had the chance, he wouldn't stop this. He didn't think it was possible.