Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains
Frankie and Kay went swimming the next morning and managed to get in another quick session of lovemaking in the cool water while they did. All too soon, they returned to the cabin to have breakfast with the others.
After breakfast Frankie's father said he had a lot to do that day. Both the young man and Mike Ervins helped Mel work on chores around the cabin while the three women worked inside, cleaning up the cabin. They were all so busy the two clandestine lovers weren't able to manage any time alone the rest of the day. Fortunately for both of them, the other people at the cabin didn't notice the longing looks Frankie and Kay kept giving each other during the day.
What made the day even harder for Frankie was that Aunt Kay had on a loose ribbed-knit white sweatshirt and soft-looking teal green loose cotton shorts. All day he kept imagining what it would feel like to run his hands up her smooth legs, under those shorts and touch her middle. His thoughts caused him to have half a hard-on most of the day, which made it that much harder to work.
After they finished their chores, the men went fishing and the women played cards until it was time for dinner. After they finished eating, did the dishes, and cleared the table, they played a six-way game of "Trivial Pursuits." Frankie and Kay teamed up and, because Frankie was very good at the game, he and his partner won three games easily.
"I knew letting the kid watch all that TV had to be good for something," Frankie's father grumped after the third game ended. "I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of beating me again, I'm going to bed." He got up and disappeared down the hallway.
Mike Ervins pushed his chair back from the table. "Me, too," he said, "You coming, Sue?"
"You better believe I am," his wife replied coyly. She giggled. "I love the effect this mountain air has had on you this week."
Blushing, Mike Ervins got up and headed down the hallway to the bedroom he and his wife were using, followed by his grinning wife.
"I'm going to bed, too," Gloria Bobar said. "I'm pooped. How about you, Kay?"
"Ah...I think I'm going to take Frankie up on an offer he made me earlier in the week," Kay replied.
"Oh, what offer was that?" her friend asked.
"He promised me a midnight canoe ride," Kay told her friend. "He told me it was really lovely out on the lake in the middle of the night."
"That sounds like something Frankie would say," Gloria said, smiling. "When he was younger, he and his friends were always out on the lake at night, chasing each other around in their canoes. Weren't you, honey?"
Frankie was delighted to hear Aunt Kay suggest a moonlight canoe ride. He'd been hoping for the chance to share one with her ever since he mentioned it earlier in the week. "Ah, yeah, Mom, that's because it's fun, you know?" he replied, his face red.
"Well, you two have a good time," Gloria said. She stifled a yawn. "I'm bushed. I'm going to bed." She grinned at her son. "Don't keep Kay up too late, now, Frankie." She gave the young man a kiss, then went to bed.
"Are you sure you trust being alone with me out on the lake at night?" Frankie asked Kay once his mother had left the room.
Kay grinned at him. "Of course I trust being on the lake with you, Frankie," she replied, "Come on." She took his hand and started for the door.
Ten minutes later they were moving almost silently across the lake in the canoe. Kay was sitting in the middle of the small craft facing Frankie. The bright moonlight made it possible for her to see him a lot better than she thought it would. What really surprised her, though, was how silently they were gliding through the water. She could barely hear the burbling noise the paddle made as they young man propelled the canoe over the surface of the lake.
"I can't believe how quiet it is out here on the water at night," Kay commented. She realized she was keeping her voice low, as if she didn't want to disturb the silence.
"It's one of the reasons I talked my Dad into buying this kind of canoe," Frankie told her. "Some of my friends have aluminum canoes. You can hear them coming from a mile away. When I told Dad that if we could hear the canoe, the fish probably could, too, he decided this kind of canoe was best."
Frankie was kneeling near the center of the canoe. He had on a pair of cutoff jeans and had taken his shoes off before they began their nighttime excursion on the moonlit lake. He continued to paddle, taking them farther and farther away from shore.
When they had gone some distance from shore Kay reached out her hand and began caressing the young man's feet and legs lightly. "Are you sure it doesn't it bother you to be stuck with me, Frankie?" she asked.
Frankie shook his head. "I don't think I'm stuck with you," he replied. "You know I want to be with you." He liked the way it felt having Aunt Kay's fingers running up and down over his leg and foot. Her teasing caresses were causing a very powerful reaction, a reaction he'd had more this week than he'd ever had before in his life. "I love spending time with you. This has been the best week I ever spent up here, and it's all because of you."
"Thank you for saying that, Frankie," Kay said. Her fingers traveled up over his thigh, and then she dragged them lightly down his inner thigh and made a thrilling discovery. "Frankie!" she murmured, "Is...is this what I think it is?" She traced the outline of the swollen mass in his shorts with her fingers and felt the young man shudder.
"Ah...yeah," Frankie gasped. "It...it sure is!" He'd started getting hard the minute she began tickling his legs and feet.
As a result of her discovery, Kay felt passion flaring inside her. "Oh, Frankie!" she murmured. She kept caressing the young man's swollen organ with her fingers. "Oh, Frankie!"
"Why...why don't I paddle over to one of the islands?" the young man gasped. "We...we..."
