After the library encounter, which brought to the surface a horny and heated atmosphere, that night, two lonely souls had the same dream:
"...It was a sizzling summer day and the temperature continued into the night full of moisture and heat, without a glimmer of wind to cool it down as it usually did every night.
After endlessly rolling over in bed and sweating, Maria decided she had had enough and walked to the lake to cool off for a bit.
As soon as she left the house she immediately felt relaxed and headed towards the lake where a light breeze greeted her as if caressing her at the same time.
Moving away from the house to the other end of the lake, however, she still felt the heat as if it had entered her bones and realized that the best way to cool off was to swim.
She looked left, then right, the silence enveloping her, while her only company was the moonlight reflected over the lake as if on some kind of a dance floor.
Well desperate times required desperate measures, she mumbled to herself, taking off her clothes and entering the water and immediately felt relaxed.
In her search for privacy and ways to relax and cool off she didn't notice that she wasn't really alone and that someone had also swum shortly before her and was now lying on a nearby shore to dry off.
After swimming a few laps and finally cooling her whole body she decided to get out and go back to bed. But she froze in place, because she couldn't find her underwear and nightgown where she had left them.
As soon as panic began to seize her, she heard a familiar baritone voice: "Are you looking for something?", nonchalantly speaking, swaying from the shadows. She screamed and immediately covered her breasts and under her stomach, trying to hide as much as possible, desperately trying to think of any solution.
"Where are my clothes?" she asked, trembling from embarrassment.
"Over there, together with my own things!" he said casually in a whisper and came out of the shadows, naked not trying to cover himself and already visible aroused.
And there he was, locking his gaze with hers, looking at her like a predator, with his disheveled hair, his naked tanned skin covered with accentuated muscles looking devilish, like a pirate and not like the Captain, at all.
Georg was resting from swimming at a nearby shore, when something caught his attention. He couldn't believe that his dream or she was real, while emerging from the lake like a sea nymph, oh she was so beautiful and fragile being naked like that. Finally after weeks of torture, it gave him the courage to approach her slowly, very slowly while she was standing rooted to the ground.
"You must give it to me, back!" she said with fake courage, and a trembling voice.
"Oh, I will, but first I need one kiss from you, for my trouble, you know!", he said in a husky voice, slowly approaching with annoying self confidence, giving her as much time as she wanted to escape.
There was long silence for agonizingly long minutes and he stood so close to her that he shared the same breath. Capturing her stare with his, he slowly, very slowly caressed her face with his nose, waiting for her to make the first move.
When her entire body relaxed she tilted her head, that was all encouragement he was waiting for, and he swept her into a passionate and tantalizing kiss leaving both of them breathless.
She never felt so secure and trusted in her whole life so she just let herself go, melting in his arms while being kissed in the most searing and sweet way. His feathering touch was everywhere and led by passion she began to respond, started to caress his face, shoulders, chest and to explore lower, and lower and then...she heard his sharp air intake..."
At the same time two lonely souls woke up from the thrilling dream with a different outcome.
With a strong sigh, Georg woke up from a very disturbing sleep, sweaty, lonely and aroused. The only thing that reminded him of the dream was the glowing body and unbearable arousal.
Yes, he had had dreams about her before, but never like this: so vivid and real. It was even more worrying, considering her vocation and position in the house. He would try harder, it was just that silly book and her curiosity, it would pass. It was nothing more than just a passing attraction, really nothing else.
From tomorrow he would become more attentive to Elsa, she deserved that, not some defiant slip of a girl, who only knew how to annoy him. And with that resolution he went to take a cold shower, hoping he would fall back asleep, but that was a false hope, as nothing was ever how he planned it ever since she came into his life.
Maria woke with a sharp intake, sweaty and wet. The first thought that went through her head was:
"Oh God, I peed in bed, what will the maids say?" and she quickly jumped from bed to go to the bathroom.
But after examination, she figured out that it was her reaction from a very disturbing dream, and her bold actions to the Captain, hm no, not towards a pirate. But truth to be told, she was terrified by her reaction in that dream, like a possessed woman totally without control... No, no no that was just a dream and nothing else.
So the rest of the night she spent in prayers having a strange feeling that she had opened Pandora's box.
That night two souls didn't sleep at all, fighting with their growing attraction in their own ways.