Hank stretched. He had a good night's sleep and he slept in the same attic loft that Amy and he had made love in. No love making this time. Amy said with all the people in the house staying over there was no chance. Amy was sleeping with her sister. Carrie and her cousins were nearby. So Hank got up, got dressed and headed downstairs to grab a bite to eat.
As he entered the kitchen, he found Amy's dad there.
"Want some coffee? Kettle's hot," Joe asked.
"Yes, sir," Hank answered.
"Cut out the sir crap, Hank. It's Joe," he said. "Thanks again for the picture. Amy said she had quite the time in DC. Really showed her a good time. Do you know the President?"
Hank began to talk about DC and his work. He smiled as he thought about "the good time" he showed Amy. As they talked it became easier and easier for both of them to share thoughts.
Hank stayed away from discussing the past. It seemed like a good idea. Even thought he wanted to know why and he wanted an explanation, he didn't ask. He didn't think it would do any good. If Joe wanted to talk about it, he would. His comment yesterday seemed to say it all. One thing Joe did say was he misjudged Hank and surprised to hear he was doing so well especially in the field he chose.
Time had not been good in political terms to Joe. Fifteen years ago Joe was a big man in the State. He could make or break people. What he said went but now he was just an old politician who was cast aside by the new blood. He was a State Rep but that was all. What really hurt was that one of the new blood was Roger Perry.
Roger was moving ahead. There was talk of him being the next governor or US Senator. He knew all the right people and had built a well run staff. His divorce from Amy slowed his climb but he had recovered. From what Hank knew of the divorce, some messy details like Roger sleeping around were kept out of the news and Amy made out alright. The really sad part is Roger learned all he knew from Joe, only did it better.
The rest of the family showed up one at a time. Amy was surprised and relieved to see the two of them getting along. She truly loved her dad but she couldn't forgive him. She was afraid Hank would be bitter or worse show it. The way Hank was handling things made her realize that he was very special.
After breakfast Amy informed Hank that they were going horseback riding and packing a picnic. Also that Carrie was leaving with Jesse and her children to spend a week at their house. Tonight Hank and she would be going home to her house. It wasn't that far away. About an hour.
It was close to eleven before everything was ready. They said good bye to Carrie and the cousins, packed lunch, saddled the horses and set off. Amy led the way. Following her, Hank found himself watching her ass bounce in the saddle. It was hypnotizing. She kept a "fine seat".
Hank occasionally went riding in DC. He dated Chrissie, from the Air and Space museum, and they would go for rides along the old Chesapeake Canal. Chrissie was quite a girl. Hank dated her right after his divorce. It was Chrissie who introduced him to Brianna. She was into kinky sex especially in public. She told Hank that she wanted to do it on horseback along the Canal. They never did which was OK with him. He still saw her but only on the rare time he wanted something very different.
Amy had ridden all her life. She found the big animals relaxing to be around. She could just lose herself and her cares as she rode.
It was only a short ride when they halted near a stream that was in the back of the farm. Here the stream widened out to form a pond. There were flat rocks right along the edge and the trees made it a very secluded place. They dismounted and tied up the horses. Amy unpacked the saddle bags. She brought a large blanket which she spread on the rocks. She then brought out some cold chicken and fresh cut veggies from yesterday. From the other bag, she produced a chilled bottle of wine and 2 plastic glasses.
"You thought of everything," Hank said shaking his head.
"I use to come here a lot, just to get away. Jesse and I would swim here when we were teenagers. Afterwards we just lie in the sun and talk about many things." Here Jesse and she would share secrets.
As they ate, Amy told Hank she and Carrie had stayed up late last night talking, girl talk. It was the first time the two ever had a talk like this. Not mother daughter but woman to woman and it felt nice. Amy felt Carrie was OK with what was going on right now.
Hank asked in all seriousness, "So I passed the audition?"
"Yes, silly," Amy laughed. "Let's go swimming!" With that she peeled off her top and started wiggling out of her pants. "Last one in...."
"Hey, no fair!" Hank yelled.
It was too late. Amy was running towards the water. Hank watched her go. "Damn," he whistled under his breath as he watched her naked body dive into water.
The water felt cold compared to the heat of the air. It caused her nipples to harden. The coolness caused her to sigh as it flowed between legs, meeting the warmth there. She watched Hank gingerly enter the water. His cock already beginning to get hard and erect.
"Jesus," Hank yelped. "It's cold!" He could feel his balls shrink but it didn't seem to affect his cock. He looked around for Amy as he waded deeper.
Amy sank down in the water, completely submerging and swimming until she reached him. She rose up slowly before him, her body mere inches from him.
Hank reached out, his hands closing around her hips as he pulled her toward him. He leaned into her breasts, slowly licking the water off one nipple, then the other one. Amy groaned with pleasure. Hank smiled, and then leaving her breasts, kissed her.
She was desperate to get closer. Amy straddled him, the base of his cock brushing against her pussy as they kissed long and deep. She pressed her breasts against his chest as his hands caressed her back and squeezed her ass cheeks.
God, how she wanted him in her. She reached down and closed her hand around his erect shaft. She stroked him soft and slow until Hank growled with lust. She gasped as he stood up and carried her to the shore. He laid her on her back on a warm flat rock. He spread her legs wide and suddenly stopped. She was as smooth and hairless as the day she born.
Lust filled Hank's eyes as he looked at Amy's smooth pussy. He dove to it, licking it, nibbling it, teasing her clit with his tongue until she begged for more. She thrust her hips forward, urging him on. He was more than happy to oblige. He licked her in long slow strokes, dipping his tongue inside her and tasting her juices. He sucked on her clit until waves of ecstasy built up inside her. Her climax engulfed her. He kissed her gently while it eased, moving slowly up her body until his mouth found hers.
Amy moaned, feeling the warm of the July sun and the heat of their bodies. She wanted him. She needed him.
"Please," she whispered.
Hank smiled, positioning himself so that the firm head of his cock rubbed against her wet slit. He moved up and down over her clit.
"Is this what you want?" he said teasing her.
