Fred's Quest
Chapter Four: Love is...sharing
Love that is shared
is a beautiful thing.
It enriches the soul
and makes the heart sing.*
A half moon led the way as the van made its way along the Coolsville Coast Highway. Daphne had scooted close to the blond driver. The panorama of moon shinning on the ocean and anchored ships was breathtaking and was not lost on the young couple. The blond man placed his arm around the red head's shoulders, drawing her even closer if that were possible. The red head placed a kiss on his cheek; he took the advantage by planting a kiss on her retreating lips, he was rewarded by her returning the kiss.
"Freddie, this is so wonderful, where are we taking me on our first date?" Daphne rested her head on his shoulder. Fred turned his head to take up his driving responsibilities.
"Somewhere special for a special lady." The van followed the CCH out of town.
-Xxx
"We're there," Fred announced shortly, cutting the engine. 'There' was a picnic area hugging the coastline. A picnic table surrounded by trees on one side, the ocean on the other marked the spot.
He offered a hand to Daphne to help her out of the van; she glided into his arms offering her lips to be kissed. She wasn't disappointed. His hands eased down to cup her buttocks, his hardness pressing against her body.
"This your idea of a first date, Freddie? Bringing me out here to seduce me?" She leaned backward, pressing her hips against the pulsing member. She rotated her hips slightly, delighting in the fact that she could cause such a reaction.
"I was thinking of dinner and a movie actually." Leaning forward to kiss the exposed cleavage, he smiled at the low moan coming from her throat.
"A movie, Freddie, out here in the middle of nowhere?" Her hand behind his neck held his lips in place. Her eyes closed, savoring the delicious heat igniting in the center of her core. He could always do that, a look made her weak, a touch made her knees turn to water.
"Dinner first." They parted with utterances that declared the growing desire between them. Opening the back of the van, Fred pulled out a couple of B.O.L.'s, ** setting them at one end of the table.
"What are we having for dinner?" Daphne asked.
"Fried chicken, corn on the cob, potato salad. Sound good?"
"Sounds great. Can I help?"
"The ice chest has the potato salad and drinks. I'll get dinner."
Opening the hood of the van, Fred extracted two metal plates from the engine after removing the retaining wires. "Not exactly fit for a Queen but I hope you like it."
Steam rose from the food, "Don't tell Shaggy my little secret."
"It'll be our secret, Fred. It's smells divine and I'm not waiting for you."
"Go ahead, I'll close the hood and join you."
"Freddie, what did you and dad talk about? I've been dying to ask." Daphne wiped her mouth, "What do you have planned now after a delicious dinner." The chicken had been crisp, the potato salad cool, just the right compliment to the chicken.
"Put the remains in the van first. The movie starts around one a. m., it's nine now so we have roughly four hours to kill. Your dad and I just had a man to man talk. He didn't throw me out so I take it as a good sign. Would you like to take a walk along the beach?"
They gathered the remains of dinner, placing it in the van for future disposal, then spread a blanket and sleeping bags, two bags zipped together to form one bag, on a grassy area before getting flashlights from the storage compartment of the van. The moon had set while they ate leaving the night dark. There was no rush as the couple walked along the shore, holding hands. The walk was interrupted by many passionate kisses.
"We still have three hours. I'd suggest a nap before the movie starts." Fred informed her upon their arrival back at the picnic spot. "My watch has an alarm to wake us in plenty of time."
He took her in his arms, kissing her soft lips as he lifted her peasant blouse.
"You can unhook my bra...if you want too." She whispered against his lips. Blouse and bra drifted to the ground. "My turn." She lifted his shirt which joined blouse and bra. They snuggled into the sleeping bags, kissing and fondling and exploring interesting curves, and crevices. "Don't look now, Freddie, but the elephant is back."
"I think that's the elephant's trunk." Pants, jeans and underwear had been discarded, her fingertips traced the length of the trunk. She was driving him crazy with desire; she knew it but he was doing the same, his fingers exploring her red curly pelage.
"beep! Beep! Beep!" interrupted his kissing perk, puffy peaks.
"Show time!" He quieted the noise from his watch.
"Do we have to get up or can we just lie here." Her hips moving against his fingers.
"Look at the sky." He pointed upward, "We're fine here." They did have to do a little rearranging, he guided her to lean against his chest. They didn't have to wait long.
They watched as a meteor flashed across the sky. She jerked up, turning to look at him, "You knew?"
"I knew. Now watch nature's show." She kissed him on the lips, reclining against his chest. She took one arm placing it around her shoulder, letting his hand cup one breast.
The meteors came, some in single tiny pinpoints, others as fireballs. Singly or fiery groups they streaked across the dark sky, racing to their deaths.
They watched in a comfortable silence, in awe of the celestial display. Everything went pitch-black for a time, then two meteors raced through the atmosphere as if announcing the end.
"I'll be right back," Fred announced as he worked out of her embrace and sleeping bag, running toward the van, returning quickly, "Forgot the keys!"
Daphne laughed, her imagination running rampant of him running nude back to the van.
-Xxx
With four human adults living under one roof, certain unwritten rules are understood. The first of these is the fact that if one wanted privacy, the door to one's bedroom should be closed if not locked. On one certain evening she had found his bedroom door ajar. Perhaps it was mere curiosity that had made her push the door open and enter. She had called out,"Fred?" before she realized the shower was running.
She knew she should just leave but a battle had begun inside her. She had tiptoed to the bathroom door and finding it also ajar had peeked in. He had just turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, causing her to suck in a large breath of air. Muscular from staying fit after playing football for so many years, he was downright handsome. That had been the first time she became aware of the elephant and its massive trunk.
-Xxx
He returned quickly and she lifted the edge of the bag to allow him to join her. "You're cold!"
"Daph," He sounded nervous, "I've been wanting to give this to you for a long time." He opened the box he had retrieved from the van. "Daph, I'm not down on one knee but will you jump the broomstick with me?"
He slipped the ring on her finger. "Yes! Yes! And yes!" She shrieked, flooding his face with kisses.
They scrunched down into the sleeping bags. She stretched out beside him, her hand finding the elephant's trunk once more, teasing it to full hardness.
"Daph, I didn't bring..." He panted.
"Protection? Freddie, don't you think as many times as Velma and I have been kidnapped, or fallen through trap doors that we would have made arrangements for protection? Besides, I want to feel every inch of you, not a piece of rubber, no matter how thin."
With the end of the meteor shower, the stars had re-emerged in all their celestial beauty. "Oh, Freddie. I've waited for so long. Dance with me...now...please."
They made love under the twinkling stars, falling into a natural rhythm as old as time. Her body welcomed him, joining in the dance of love. Each kiss, each touch they shared, only made the flames burn brighter until...
"Ahhh, Freddie!" She screamed into the darkness.
"My Queen!"
TBC
* Poem by Helen Steiner Rice from "Daily Bouquets", Fleming H. Revell Co., 1990
** B. O. L. is battery operated lantern
A/N: If anyone is wondering about the chicken dinners being heated on the engine, I've done this many times. Just be sure the chicken is cooked first, this is good for heating, not cooking.
Until next time as we follow our favorite couple on their journey.
