Chapter 4
After cooling herself off in the shower, Mac dressed and headed to the living area where Harm was waiting. He looked up to see her walking toward him wearing shorts, a tank top and sandals. "You look refreshed," He commented.
"I am, that shower is wonderful. I can't wait to try the Jacuzzi next....did you see the size of those jets?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
Oh, she's really looking for it now, he thought. He had taken a quick submarine bath in the kitchen sink after she had gone to take her shower; he needed to cool himself off badly after what he experienced. Holy cow.
He had thought, with chagrin, he was going to forget about that little display this morning, but he could see she was going to keep up the pressure. Okay, we'll see, he thought inwardly as he planned his attack. Payback time, and she may win the battle, but he was going to win the war.
Harm blinked with indifference. "Yeah, so....what would you like to do today? Eventually we're going to have to get some groceries....contrary to popular belief you can't subsist just on doughnuts."
"Okay, let's go for a ride, we can check out what's going on in the area, maybe swing by the lake you mentioned?"
"Sounds good to me." He agreed, and they set out in Harm's Lexus.
Harm drove around the small town, pointing out the things he had found during his early-morning sojourn and eventually they wound up at the little store where he had gotten this morning's breakfast. They stopped and found that they could get most of what they needed there and left with several bags of groceries that would tide them over for at least a day or two. They decided to drop them off back at the cabin before the food could go bad from sitting in the car too long.
"Hey, did you see the sign for the Carnival tomorrow?" Mac asked as they were putting the groceries away.
"I did. Do you want to go?" Harm asked.
She nodded, "Yeah, sounds like fun."
"Why don't we try the lake today, then?" He thought out loud. "It looks like it's going to be a really hot day, we should take advantage of it."
She smiled an easy smile and headed over to her room. "Okay, I'll go change into my bathing suit. I'll be right out."
Hmmm, he wondered while he waited. Bathing suit. One piece or two? He'll find out soon enough. A few minutes later they left, and Harm tried his darnedest, but his pretended nonchalance wouldn't buy him a look at what was under Mac's sundress, not if he didn't want them to get into an accident anyway. He sighed and decided she was going to be the death of him, but man, what a way to go.
With Mac navigating the map, it took them about 10 minutes to get to the lake. They pulled up at the entrance and parked. Mac stared out the window in wonder; she hadn't expected to see such a large fresh-water lake way up here in the mountains....it seemed to go on forever. "Wow, Harm, we could get lost in there."
"Don't worry, Mac. I'm a sailor, remember? I've navigated bigger water than this before, we couldn't possibly get lost." He said without hesitation.
Uh huh. "Okay, Harm, if you say so." She said with mild trepidation as she gathered their towels and sunscreen. He grabbed the sodas, sandwiches and chips they bought at the little mini-mart next door. As they walked toward the boathouse he smoothly worked his hand into her free one. She looked up at him and smiled, then brushed her arm up playfully against his. Let the dance begin.
They waited in line for a very short time and were recommended a speedboat given the fact that he was a Navy man, but one with a canopy so they wouldn't get burned. They had decided they didn't want to get too much sun and ruin the rest of the weekend.
Harm started them out slowly since there was a speed limit around the docks. He stayed pretty close to shore for the first fifteen minutes or so, but then he became more confident and wandered out toward the open water. Mac was right; this lake was really large.
He opened up the throttle and they laughed out loud at the speed. The wind was whipping through their hair and the boat seemed to glide seamlessly over the water. Mac was having fun and the speed was just right for her; at least Harm couldn't do Mach 30-something out here.
After another ten minutes Harm slowed and yelled to Mac, "How does this look to you?"
"It's good, right here is perfect." She said and looked at her surroundings. Couldn't see another living soul, or the shore for that matter she thought.
Harm stopped the engine and let out the anchor. Hmmm, looks pretty deep, he figured about twenty feet.
Mac was seated at the back of the boat. Harm was in the front playing with some of the equipment. She leaned around and peered over the side. "This far out you can't really see to the bottom, can you?"
"No, but it's not that deep." He assured her.
She ran her hand through the water; at least it was warm. "Harm....do you think there are any fish in here?"
"Probably."
"Big ones?"
He looked up from his task. "Nervous, Mac?"
She threw him that 'get serious' look. "No, just wondering, that's all."
He motioned for her, "Come here."
"What for?"
He held up the bottle of sunscreen. "Want me to get your back, don't you?"
She sighed and wondered why in the world she was feeling uneasy. She tossed aside the thought and walked toward Harm. "Yeah, thanks." She said as she unsnapped the side of her sundress and let it fall to the floor. Harm stopped in his tracks and she noticed his reaction. "Nervous, Harm?"
"Now why would I be nervous?" Harm replied, his hand shaking lightly. She was wearing a two-piece bikini despite the small scars she had recently acquired. Obviously she felt comfortable enough with him, otherwise she wouldn't have, he reasoned. She looked spectacular though; nothing could change her beauty in his eyes. Nothing.
Harm poured a generous amount of liquid onto his palm and put the bottle down, then motioned for Mac to turn around. He rubbed his hands together and started working at the back of her neck and into her shoulders. "Mmmm, that feels good. Nice and warm."
Feeling encouraged, he poured some more lotion onto his palm and continued down her back, reaching the strap of her bikini top. He slid his hand underneath and worked the whole line, coming dangerously close to the swell of her breasts; she looked at him over her shoulder.
"You don't want to get burned on your strap lines, do you?" he reasoned before she could protest.
"No. I didn't say anything." She replied back. She licked her dry lips before she turned around. He smiled and continued his ministrations; he made his way down her back and eventually found himself at the line to her bikini bottom. Darn, bad time to run out of lotion. Quickly he grabbed the bottle again and squeezed it to let out more.
"Save some for my front," she called over her shoulder.
"Don't worry, there's plenty to go around." He said to her as he moved in closer. He started stroking her back again, working his fingers under her bikini and back out.
She moaned slightly, "Mmmmm, you have great hands."
"You have no idea," he whispered before he pulled away. "All done."
She mourned the loss. "Already?" she asked as she turned around.
"Yeah." He was disappointed too.
Mac saw that Harm still had lotion on his hands and reached for them. He looked down, then into her eyes as she lifted his hands and put them on her waist and started moving his hands over her stomach. He hesitated.
"It's okay, Harm. It doesn't hurt."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure." She stated as she held her hands out to give him better access. He took special care anyway as he caressed her and dared to run the rest of his lotion over her chest wall and up to her shoulders, then sighed ruefully when he ran out again.
"Do you want me to do you?" she asked, sensing his obviously growing reaction.
He swallowed. "Yes." He turned around to grab the lotion, handed it to her over his shoulder and closed his eyes, waiting patiently for her to start.
Who was he kidding; he wasn't going to get out of this alive.
After cooling herself off in the shower, Mac dressed and headed to the living area where Harm was waiting. He looked up to see her walking toward him wearing shorts, a tank top and sandals. "You look refreshed," He commented.
"I am, that shower is wonderful. I can't wait to try the Jacuzzi next....did you see the size of those jets?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
Oh, she's really looking for it now, he thought. He had taken a quick submarine bath in the kitchen sink after she had gone to take her shower; he needed to cool himself off badly after what he experienced. Holy cow.
He had thought, with chagrin, he was going to forget about that little display this morning, but he could see she was going to keep up the pressure. Okay, we'll see, he thought inwardly as he planned his attack. Payback time, and she may win the battle, but he was going to win the war.
Harm blinked with indifference. "Yeah, so....what would you like to do today? Eventually we're going to have to get some groceries....contrary to popular belief you can't subsist just on doughnuts."
"Okay, let's go for a ride, we can check out what's going on in the area, maybe swing by the lake you mentioned?"
"Sounds good to me." He agreed, and they set out in Harm's Lexus.
Harm drove around the small town, pointing out the things he had found during his early-morning sojourn and eventually they wound up at the little store where he had gotten this morning's breakfast. They stopped and found that they could get most of what they needed there and left with several bags of groceries that would tide them over for at least a day or two. They decided to drop them off back at the cabin before the food could go bad from sitting in the car too long.
"Hey, did you see the sign for the Carnival tomorrow?" Mac asked as they were putting the groceries away.
"I did. Do you want to go?" Harm asked.
She nodded, "Yeah, sounds like fun."
"Why don't we try the lake today, then?" He thought out loud. "It looks like it's going to be a really hot day, we should take advantage of it."
She smiled an easy smile and headed over to her room. "Okay, I'll go change into my bathing suit. I'll be right out."
Hmmm, he wondered while he waited. Bathing suit. One piece or two? He'll find out soon enough. A few minutes later they left, and Harm tried his darnedest, but his pretended nonchalance wouldn't buy him a look at what was under Mac's sundress, not if he didn't want them to get into an accident anyway. He sighed and decided she was going to be the death of him, but man, what a way to go.
With Mac navigating the map, it took them about 10 minutes to get to the lake. They pulled up at the entrance and parked. Mac stared out the window in wonder; she hadn't expected to see such a large fresh-water lake way up here in the mountains....it seemed to go on forever. "Wow, Harm, we could get lost in there."
"Don't worry, Mac. I'm a sailor, remember? I've navigated bigger water than this before, we couldn't possibly get lost." He said without hesitation.
Uh huh. "Okay, Harm, if you say so." She said with mild trepidation as she gathered their towels and sunscreen. He grabbed the sodas, sandwiches and chips they bought at the little mini-mart next door. As they walked toward the boathouse he smoothly worked his hand into her free one. She looked up at him and smiled, then brushed her arm up playfully against his. Let the dance begin.
They waited in line for a very short time and were recommended a speedboat given the fact that he was a Navy man, but one with a canopy so they wouldn't get burned. They had decided they didn't want to get too much sun and ruin the rest of the weekend.
Harm started them out slowly since there was a speed limit around the docks. He stayed pretty close to shore for the first fifteen minutes or so, but then he became more confident and wandered out toward the open water. Mac was right; this lake was really large.
He opened up the throttle and they laughed out loud at the speed. The wind was whipping through their hair and the boat seemed to glide seamlessly over the water. Mac was having fun and the speed was just right for her; at least Harm couldn't do Mach 30-something out here.
After another ten minutes Harm slowed and yelled to Mac, "How does this look to you?"
"It's good, right here is perfect." She said and looked at her surroundings. Couldn't see another living soul, or the shore for that matter she thought.
Harm stopped the engine and let out the anchor. Hmmm, looks pretty deep, he figured about twenty feet.
Mac was seated at the back of the boat. Harm was in the front playing with some of the equipment. She leaned around and peered over the side. "This far out you can't really see to the bottom, can you?"
"No, but it's not that deep." He assured her.
She ran her hand through the water; at least it was warm. "Harm....do you think there are any fish in here?"
"Probably."
"Big ones?"
He looked up from his task. "Nervous, Mac?"
She threw him that 'get serious' look. "No, just wondering, that's all."
He motioned for her, "Come here."
"What for?"
He held up the bottle of sunscreen. "Want me to get your back, don't you?"
She sighed and wondered why in the world she was feeling uneasy. She tossed aside the thought and walked toward Harm. "Yeah, thanks." She said as she unsnapped the side of her sundress and let it fall to the floor. Harm stopped in his tracks and she noticed his reaction. "Nervous, Harm?"
"Now why would I be nervous?" Harm replied, his hand shaking lightly. She was wearing a two-piece bikini despite the small scars she had recently acquired. Obviously she felt comfortable enough with him, otherwise she wouldn't have, he reasoned. She looked spectacular though; nothing could change her beauty in his eyes. Nothing.
Harm poured a generous amount of liquid onto his palm and put the bottle down, then motioned for Mac to turn around. He rubbed his hands together and started working at the back of her neck and into her shoulders. "Mmmm, that feels good. Nice and warm."
Feeling encouraged, he poured some more lotion onto his palm and continued down her back, reaching the strap of her bikini top. He slid his hand underneath and worked the whole line, coming dangerously close to the swell of her breasts; she looked at him over her shoulder.
"You don't want to get burned on your strap lines, do you?" he reasoned before she could protest.
"No. I didn't say anything." She replied back. She licked her dry lips before she turned around. He smiled and continued his ministrations; he made his way down her back and eventually found himself at the line to her bikini bottom. Darn, bad time to run out of lotion. Quickly he grabbed the bottle again and squeezed it to let out more.
"Save some for my front," she called over her shoulder.
"Don't worry, there's plenty to go around." He said to her as he moved in closer. He started stroking her back again, working his fingers under her bikini and back out.
She moaned slightly, "Mmmmm, you have great hands."
"You have no idea," he whispered before he pulled away. "All done."
She mourned the loss. "Already?" she asked as she turned around.
"Yeah." He was disappointed too.
Mac saw that Harm still had lotion on his hands and reached for them. He looked down, then into her eyes as she lifted his hands and put them on her waist and started moving his hands over her stomach. He hesitated.
"It's okay, Harm. It doesn't hurt."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure." She stated as she held her hands out to give him better access. He took special care anyway as he caressed her and dared to run the rest of his lotion over her chest wall and up to her shoulders, then sighed ruefully when he ran out again.
"Do you want me to do you?" she asked, sensing his obviously growing reaction.
He swallowed. "Yes." He turned around to grab the lotion, handed it to her over his shoulder and closed his eyes, waiting patiently for her to start.
Who was he kidding; he wasn't going to get out of this alive.