Forbidden Lovers Ch 04

Her

She needed a break from the madness that had become her life. The demands against her time had become excessive, the stresses that plagued her from the time she arose in the morning until the time she finally willed herself to sleep in the evening had taken their toll. She could hear the mountains calling to her and her need to go spend some time trying to rejuvenate her spirit was exponentially growing.

It was a Tuesday and she made the decision that the time had arrived to fulfil her need to be one with nature. She made the decision that hiking in the Tetons was exactly what she needed and it was only October so while it would be chilly up there, it was unlikely she would have to deal with snow.

Plans then came together quickly and she decided that she would take-off Thursday right after lunch and make camp in the Tetons to enable her to be on the trail by 7:00am on Friday. Excitement filled her as she thought about being in the mountains and come Thursday she was ready to leave at noon as planned.

As it always does, work struck and it was discovered that someone in the office had made a mistake, and while recoverable, it would take the better part of the day to get everything updated, engage with their client and get everything resigned. She was beyond pissed but understood that this was her responsibility to make it right and so she set out to do so, hoping beyond hope that she could still pull off her hiking adventure.

It was almost 6:00 PM when she finally left the office and her day had been exactly as she expected it to be. She was frustrated to the point of shutting off and she decided that she would just head home and take off as soon as she awoke in the morning. She was mentally exhausted and had a small dinner and laid on her bed to just close her eyes for a brief minute and let it all go.

When she awoke, she was still in her work clothes lying on top of her bed, but she had slept wonderfully and wondered how late of a start she was going to get as she had not intended to fall asleep at 7:00 pm. She sat up, rubbing her eyes of their weariness and finally took a look at her alarm clock, that was telling her it was 5:14 A.M. "Fuck it" she thought to herself, lets get going and washed her face, brushed her teeth and quickly put on her hiking attire. Everything else was already packed in the truck and so she locked up her house and set out for the Teton Forrest!

She made good time and was just entering the Teton Valley as the sun was almost ready to rise up over the mountains. While she intended to have her camp setup prior to starting her hike, she had decided that to make use of the daylight she would just park her truck at the base of the North Fork of Teton Canyon and figured she could make the 13 mile round trip effort, climbing up almost 4200 feet and then back down the same 4200 feet, in 8 hours max. She was both excited and determined as she put the car into park, grabbed her gear and set-out on this latest adventure.

Him

Work had been brutal since taking the job back in Idaho. He had been putting in 50-60 hour weeks again and that was all ok as his family was still in Washington finishing out the school year. He really loved being back in Idaho but his living situation was less than desirable as he had ultimately rented a small home in the city, for the few months until his family joined him in Idaho.

He was also glad that he could help take some of the load off his aging parents and found that when he was not working he was either hanging out with his brother in law or his oldest son. Earlier that week he had dinner with his folks and his father was focused on the grass at the cabin as it had not been cut in 10 days and it was in dire need. He had found that as his father aged, he would focus on little details and they would become huge issues if they were not solved immediately and so he had told his dad that he would be absolutely willing to go up to the cabin that weekend to cut the lawn.

It was supposed to be a Friday off and while he was in his office pouring over the latest monthly reporting he looked out his window and thought to himself, "I need a break and it's time to get the hell out of here." He turned off his computer and put it in his back, not sure if he would want it again that weekend or not. He stopped off at his house, changed clothes and wondered if he was going to stay the night up at the cabin or just mow and come home. He figured he would just come back tonight, but grabbed a change of clothes just in case, and as after-thought, grabbed a 1/2 consumed bottle of crown.

He made quick work of the drive up to the valley, it was a lovely afternoon, but as he looked to the north he could see what looked like a pretty aggressive storm brewing on the horizon. He parked the truck and opened the garage, firing up the old zero turn that he had completely overhauled for his father going on 10 years ago at this point. He put in his earbuds, sat down, engaged the blades and went to work! The mower ran great, and it took a few hours to cut the grass, fill the mower with fuel and put away.

It was almost six when he completed with his efforts and as he looked up to the sky he felt the first drops of rain hit his face. He grabbed his bag from the truck and by the time he had gotten up the stairs to the cabin the heavens had opened and unleashed their fury in the Teton valley. The water was pouring down in buckets and he figured he would wait it out and then head home.

Her.

The hike started out so beautiful. The sun was up, the trees had all turned colors and the scenery was absolutely breathtaking. She set a pace for herself that would allow her to get up and back and still have plenty of time daylight to setup her tent. She was cranking through the miles, feeling much better about life when she got to the 5-mile point. This is where she knew she should take a look at the weather and turn around if it looked to turn.

She looked north and saw a stormfront brewing, but she decided to risk it as she really needed this. She felt alive again out in nature and determined that she was going to keep going. She picked up her pace and her body was feeling pretty good, all things considered. At 6 mile she hit the Talus slopes and the never-ending series of switchbacks that seem to climb into heaven. Her pace had slowed some, as the pitch increased, and the terrain became more and more rugged. She was careful about her footing, assuring she had good feet placement before taking the next step, as she knew that spraining an ankle in this terrain could be lethal. As she crested the summit (11,106 ft) of Tablerock she sat to enjoy the most amazing views of the valley. It was beautiful and she was content.

She looked at her watch and was a little surprised to see that it had taken her about 6.5 hours to reach the summit. This was more than she expected, and she chalked it up to a few stops she had made to really enjoy what was around her as she climbed. It was all good, after all the only thing she had left to do was to get back down to the truck and setup camp. She pulled her lunch from her backpack as she enjoyed everything about her current situation, she heard a rumbling from the north, and looked over to see the mother of storms rolling in. She quickly packed her back and began her descent, taking care of her footfalls as she navigated the burly terrain.

She had made it through the steepest parts of the descent when she felt the first raindrop hit her face. She picked up her pace, only to stop under a large set of trees as the rain really started to come down. She pulled her raincoat from her back and put it on, waiting briefly to see if was going to let up. After about 20 minutes, she felt a shiver run through her as the temperature had dropped significantly as the storm came in and she knew that she had to get back to her truck, which was still at least a 3-hour hike. She set off in the storm and while her footfalls were true, her core temp was dropping as her leggings were soaking wet.

Her pace had been decreased out of necessity, but with every squelching step she was closer to the car. At least she arrived in the parking lot and as she took off her pack, she took inventory of her situation. She was bone-tired, getting cold and everything was soaked. She had little interest in sleeping in her tent in this rain and her body needed to stretch out and recover, something that sleeping in the truck would not allow. She decided to head into Driggs to first get some food, and then to see about finding a hotel for the night. She pulled into the local grocery store still soaking wet and headed into to pick-up something to tide her over for the night.

Him

"This storm was something else," he thought as he sat looking out the window. It had been pouring for 3 straight hours and it was getting dark. He knew his eyes were not so great driving at night and so he made the decision to just stay the night and leave in the morning. He was beginning to get a little hungry so he rummaged through the cabinets and quickly discovered that the cabin had little in the form of eatable food, but he could easily run into town and pickup something for dinner and perhaps a little something for breakfast.

He pulled into the only grocery store in the small city and headed for the meat isle, deciding that he wanted to enjoy a steak for dinner. He found what he thought was an insanely priced piece of meat, some mashed potatoes and some asparagus, as well as some eggs and a loaf of bread for breakfast in the morning. As he was walking to the check-out he thought he recognized the person walking towards him, however she looked tired, wet and honestly it was clear her thoughts were elsewhere. When he finally knew it was her, he called out her name and she stopped, looked up and processing for a minute she smiled.

Her.

Lost in thought, she was walking through the isles, trying to decide if she should get something here or just go get something from the burger joint that was part of the gas-station on the way in. She heard someone call her name and as she was pulled back into reality, she recognized someone who meant something to her. She smiled at him and noted that she would give him a hug, but that she was soaking wet.

Them

Not caring of her current state, he wrapped her up in his arms, hugging her tightly to him with all the affection one can get from such a gesture. She also pulled him to her, mostly because he was warm, but also because it felt nice to have someone be genuinely happy to see you! They hung on, perhaps a little longer than what might have been taken for acceptable, there in the store and as they pulled away he asked her if she knew it was raining outside and the key to not getting wet was to stay out of the rain. She "lovingly" punched him in the arm and explained that she was on the mountain and was simply trying to get off! That of course made him smile and as she rolled her eyes she laughed at his lack of maturity, regardless of his age.

They made small talk for a bit and he finally asked her where she was staying, to which she responded that she was about to check into one of the local hotels for the night. She needed some food, a shower and a bed and was hoping that it was going to be in that order. He again laughed at her and told her that he was alone at the cabin and would love to cook her dinner while she enjoyed a hot shower.

She thought about his offer for a bit, and to further entice her, he told her of his cooking plans to which she finally acquiesced. They both headed toward the check-out line, but not before he grabbed a bottle of red wine for her on the way out. The trip to the cabin was quick, but as they drove the amount of rain started to increase in both volume and drop size. It was really pouring when they pulled into the cabin, thoroughly drenching them both by the time they finally got inside.

He immediately went to the kitchen, threw a cast iron skillet on the stove and started preheating it for the steak. He then showed her the larger of the two bathrooms and handed her a clean towel. She smiled as she shut the door and in short order he heard the water turn on. As he sat looking at his pan heating up, the thought of the odds that their meeting, thought of her hugging him, thought of her being so close to him and being so incredibly naked at that very minute. Blood was flowing out of his brain and into his cock as he looked at the door to the bathroom.

As he placed the steak in his now hot pan, the conversation in his head was proceeding in full, wanting to see if she had locked the door. Knowing that if that was the case, she was telling him to stay the fuck out and that would make the rest of the evening much less eventful. After arguing with himself for a few minutes, he finally decided he had to know. He had to test it just to see. As his hand clasped the knob, he could feel the drumbeat of his heart, pounding in his chest. Both anxious and hopeful he had one final fleeting thought about the cost of the loss of this fantasy, should the door be locked.

His heartbeat started to pound even harder as the knob turned in his hand and the door opened to a steam-filled bathroom. He looked at her clothes piled on the floor and smiled to himself. She was naked on the other side of that curtain and that was as close to her in that state as he had ever been. He was hard, fuck he was hard and it was going to be difficult to cover his erect cock up. He backed out the door just a bit, leaning in and asking her in a loud voice if she was doing ok. She peeked through the shower curtain, smiling at him, knowing full well that she had left the door open for this very purpose.

She looked amazing and it took every bit of his will power to not simply pull her from the shower and throw her on the floor. He looked at her hungrily as she told him she was doing just fine, simply enjoying the hot water and getting rid of all the sweat, dust and dirt from her excursion. They looked at each other for what seemed like minutes, both thinking, both smiling, both delicately walking through this amazing situation. He pulled away first, needing to go turn over the steak before it got burned and get the other sides cooking. It was quite possibly the most difficult thing he had ever done as he wanted to enjoy everything about her at that particular moment.

As he continued cooking dinner, he heard the water turn off and heard her laugh when she saw that the door was cracked just a few inches. She made a comment about him trying to get a cheap thill and shut the door to dry off and put on her clean clothes. She had grabbed some small biker shorts and a white T-shirt, knowing it would have an impact on his mind, but also knowing that it covered her up adequately. She wrapped her wet hair in her towel and stepped out into the kitchen, smelling the lovely aroma of food cooking.

She caught him looking at her as she walked out, and again smiled to herself as she thought that all men are the same. They made small talk while finishing cooking dinner and then they both sat down to enjoy some time together. He opened her wine and poured her a glass, to which she made a comment about him trying to get her drunk! He laughed, but readily agreed as they continued to enjoy their time.

After dinner, they made small talk while he cleaned up dishes and then they went into the living room to get a bit more comfortable on the couches. As she sat down, there was a brilliant lightning flash in the large picture windows and she told him to go turn off the lights so they could see the show. He did as instructed and sat on the same couch, opposite the end she was on. They sat this way for a few minutes, with the lightening blazing around them, somewhat amazed by what was going on outside. She grabbed the blanket that was hanging over the back of the couch and started spreading it over her tanned legs.

She caught him watching her and as she stretched out on the couch he found her feet somehow in his lap. She wiggled her toes and he took the hint and started rubbing her sore feet. He reached down to his laptop bag that happened to be sitting right next to him and pulled out some lotion and began to apply lotion while continuing to work out the soreness of her feet. She found herself getting more comfortable with him and closed her eyes while he continued to massage her feet and ankles. She stifled a moan or two during this time and every time he heard her, he smiled to himself. After about 20 minutes he asked her if she needed him to work on anything else and she gave him that evil grin and turned to lay on her stomach.

He began rubbing her calves, going up to her knee and then coming back down the other side, then repeated the process, each time going a little higher. He applied the lotion where he could and as he approached the seam of her biker shorts, he pulled up short, working the same motions as before. Up one side and down the other. She moaned audibly to his administrations and as the lotion from his hands dissipated, her went up her biker shorts a little further. Using the same motion, over and over until he was rubbing up her entire leg, ending on the firm cheek of her ass, then coming down the other side. This motion was having an impact on her and every once in a while he would swear that he could pick up her musty aroma. He continued for some time until he told her that her biker shorts were in his way, to which she promptly responded, "then take them off."

His cock was rock hard at this point and his breathing was rapid as he traced both hands up her hips and hooked them into her shorts. He slowly pulled them down and was not surprised to find her wearing nothing underneath. He fully removed them and once again started his work, up once side of her body, stopping at her ass and really working it with his hand, pulling her cheeks apart to catch his first peak at her amazing pussy. He could tell that she was also excited, her lips were swollen and he could see the moisture building between them. He continued his motions working over the right cheek and then the left, all the while her desire was building.

He then instructed her to put her knees underneath her, moving her ass in the air, to which she readily complied. She felt him spread her legs slightly and then felt as his tongue touched her wet and swollen lips. He took his time, savoring every taste, every texture, memorizing every inch of her as he savored the moment. She adjusted her legs, spreading then wider and giving him more access, feeling as his tongue traced all around her lips, penetrating her pussy and pulling her sweet nectar from her body. She closed her eyes to enjoy the moment, feeling the coarseness of his goatee on the most sensitive areas on her body.

He continued to take his time, placing his hands on both sides of her ass and spreading her as wide as he could, then burying his face and using his tongue to provide her pleasure. She felt as one of his fingers found its way inside her and as she moaned softly, she felt him began to find his rhythm. He began to pick up his pace while inserting another finger and as she arched her back, he leaned forward to start to trace her tight little rose bud ass with his tongue. She reacted to his touch and told him to "fucking keep going" and so he did. His circles where getting smaller and smaller, while his fingering of her pussy was getting faster and faster. He ultimately came to the center of her ass, pushing his tongue inside her and this motion produced her first orgasm of the evening. She loved the feeling of him, loved that he had this side to him and loved that his tongue was inside her ass. It had been some time since a lover had spent any time doing something similar and she gave into the pleasure, riding the wave of that O for as long as she could.