Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains
Chapter nine
After they made love a second time in the little cabin, Frankie and Kay got dressed and headed back to the Bobar cabin.
"I forgot to tell you," Frankie told his companion as they walked through the woods. "Mom came to my room to talk about you and me after breakfast."
"A...about me...uh...us...you and me?" Kay stammered in reply. His words sent a rush of anxiety racing through her. "What...what about me?"
Frankie grinned. "Well, since your husband had to go home, and they had planned to do some things that are for couples," he said, "Mom wanted to know if I'd kind of, you know, be your date. Like for going out to dinner tonight, and going to the Mountain Theater."
Kay breathed a sigh of relief. "Frankie!" she exclaimed, "You had me worried. I thought you were going to say she'd said something to you about us."
The young man's grin got wider. "Well, it was kinda about us, wasn't it?" he replied.
Kay shook her head and gave him an exasperated look. "Well, yes, but that wasn't what I thought you meant," Kay said.
"I know, you should have seen the look on your face when I first told you," Frankie said, grinning.
"Frankie, you are a devil," Kay giggled.
"Boy, you had quite a walk, didn't you Kay?" Gloria Bobar commented when Kay and Frankie finally returned to the cabin. "Frankie must have given you the grand tour." Gloria was in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on lunch. The dining room table was already set.
"Ah, yes, he did," Kay replied. "He...he showed me lots of interesting things. We...we saw a deer. A buck. And on the way back, we saw some wild turkeys, too. It was a mother with some babies. They were so cute."
"They are adorable, aren't they?" Gloria said. "They're so tiny when they're babies, but it doesn't take long for them to grow up. I'm so glad the board went along with letting the state stock the wild turkeys a few years ago, it's really been wonderful having them around."
After they ate lunch, the women spent the afternoon playing cards while Frankie's father and Mike Ervins took the canoe out on the lake and fished. Frankie fished off the dock for a while, then he put his fishing gear away, went to the woodpile behind the garage, and began splitting wood and stacking it in the woodshed attached to the side of the house near the front deck. He worked on that until his mother called him and told him it was time to get cleaned up so they could go out to dinner.
For her evening at the theater, Kay picked a navy and white striped sleeveless shirt with a collar that fit snugly around her neck, and a long white wrap-around skirt. Under it she wore a satin knit bra and matching thong bikini. She decided she didn't need pantyhose because she was wearing a long skirt.
The hostess at the restaurant where they had dinner seated them in a table located in a dimly lit corner that was a combination of booth and table and chairs. Kay and Frankie were in the corner on the bench, while Frankie's parents and the Ervins were seated in chairs around the table.
A waiter arrived, took their order for cocktails and appetizers, and left. A few minutes later, he brought their drinks and took their meal order, then left again.
Kay picked up her drink and sipped it. While she did, she let her arm fall into her lap, and then she slid it onto Frankie's leg and began to run her fingers up and down it very lightly. She felt daring making advances to him in front of the others and knew she shouldn't be doing it, but she couldn't help herself.
"So, Frankie," Mike Ervin said, "Have you ever been to a play before?"
"Ah...yeah," the young man replied. He was having more than a little trouble focussing on conversation, given what Aunt Kay was doing to him under the table. The light teasing of her fingers had him nearly hard. "I'm, ah, was in the drama club in high school. We went to New York and saw a couple of plays on Broadway. And we, uh, did the play we're going to see tonight as our senior class play."
"Really?" Mrs. Ervin asked. "What part did you play?"
"Ah, nothing big. I was in some of the crowd scenes and in the chorus," the young man said.
While Frankie carried on his conversation with the Ervins and his parents, Kay moved her hand between his legs, slid it up to his crotch, and discovered that he had an erection. "It's good he's not wearing tight pants," she thought. She also noted that he shifted his body to give her better access to him. She didn't know what had gotten into her; she'd never had the courage to do anything like this before in her life.
Although it was extremely difficult, Frankie did manage to keep up his end of the conversation he was having with the other adults about the play while, at the same time, he was stifling his responses to the feelings Aunt Kay's hand was conferring on him. What she was doing really felt good, so he decided to reciprocate. He laid his hand gently on her leg and started to caress her legs through her skirt.
"I hope they do a good job with this play," Mike Ervins said. "Sometimes these amateur companies do a crappy job."
"I heard they have professional actors working at Mountain Theater," Kay commented. When Frankie's fingers began trailing over her legs, she leaned back in the booth. The delightful sensations resulting from the young man's surreptitious caresses were causing her to become powerfully aroused. And the fact that he was giving them to her under such risky circumstances only served to add to the thrills she felt.
"Actually, we've been to a lot of plays at the Mountain Playhouse over the years and they've always been quite good," Gloria Bobar commented. "In fact, Frankie talked about trying out for the theater's company this summer."
"Really, Frankie?" Sue Ervins responded. "That sounds like it might have been an exciting experience. What made you decide not to do it?"
Frankie nodded and took a deep breath before he answered. Aunt Kay was making him nuts, doing what she was doing to him. "I, ah, I did think about it," he replied, "I even had an interview with the manager. But when I found out how much time it was going to take, I decided not to. I wouldn't have had any time to do fun stuff." "Like what I'm doing right now," he thought wryly.
"But wouldn't it have given you a chance to meet girls?" Sue asked. "I mean, there are a lot of girls your age in the company, aren't there?"
"Yeah, maybe," Frankie replied. He shrugged. "I...I don't do real well with girls, though."
"You're doing just fine with me!" Kay thought as a soft shudder raced through her. "God!"
While Frankie talked with his parents and the Ervins, he slid his hand to the inside of Kay's thigh and caressed it through her skirt. She parted her legs and hoped fervently that none of the other people in their party could see what she and the young man were doing to each other under the table. She found the situation, though dicey, incredibly erotic and exciting. Everyone else was talking and nobody appeared to notice that anything untoward was happening across the table from them. It was growing more and more difficult for her to conceal the excitement growing inside her as Frankie's caresses continued.
When she felt Frankie's hand move onto her bare flesh and had to stifle a gasp. He had managed to slide it inside the slit at the side of her wrap-around skirt and onto her bare thigh. His fingers began to trail lightly over her inner thigh while waves of pleasure continued to radiate through her.
While Kay sat there silently, nearly overwhelmed by the feelings sweeping through her, Frankie continued his conversation with the others at the table as if nothing unusual was happening. He, like Kay, was getting a big kick out of what they were doing.
Kay, stunned but electrified, felt the young man's hand slide farther and farther up between her legs, moving nearer and nearer to her vagina. She could feel herself growing wet with the effluent of arousal and was glad she decided to wear panties. A shudder raced through her as his fingers traced lightly over her tingling opening through the damp crotch of her panties. She glanced over at Frankie and couldn't believe how cool he looked. He was sitting there, calmly carrying on a conversation, while under the table, his finger was moving up and down, caressing her moist fissure, making her want to cry out in joy.
Frankie had her as aroused as she believed it was possible to be without coming. In fact, she was sure he'd make her come any second and didn't know how she'd explain that away once it happened. Then, suddenly, his hand left her. Some of the passion she had been experiencing ebbed a tiny bit, but all of it and more returned when his hand slipped back between her legs, his fingers hooked aside the leg of her panties, and one finger slid into her.
"Kay, are you all right?" Gloria Bobar asked. "You look flushed. Are you sure you're over whatever was bothering you yesterday? This hasn't been a very good vacation for you, has it?"
Kay forced a calm look on her face and a smile on her lips. She shook her head. "I...I'm, ah, I'm fine, Gloria," she replied. "I...I guess my drink was a little...um stronger than I expected. I...I don't drink that much and...well, don't worry, I...I'm fine. I...I really am." She took a deep breath and added, "I...I'm having a wonderful time, don't worry about that." "God, you'd have a fit if you know what a wonderful time I'm really having...and why," she mused.
When the waiter arrived and began placing their food on the table, Frankie finally took his hand from Kay's leg, giving it a final squeeze as he did. He calmly picked up his fork and began to eat his meal.
Kay managed to calm herself down enough to eat. The meal was excellent and she wound up eating everything on her plate. She even ordered a very rich dessert, something she seldom did. After the meal was over they sat and talked over cups of coffee for a while, then they got up and headed for the theater.
