Finally, Marc decided that he could wait no longer, he had to talk with Kate to make sure that she was okay, and that she knew he would be there for her if she needed him for anything at all. Thus, he called information for Kate and Brianâs phone number in the mountains. He figured they had to have a phone up there, and it was probably listed. He would call under the guise of telling Kate where their work location would be the next day. This was not unusual for team members to do just before a new site visit was to take place, so it would not arouse any suspicions in Brian.
Marc made his call in the late afternoon, and Brian and the boys had just returned from the lake when the phone rang.
âHello.â Came Brianâs voice.
âHi, Brian? This is Marc. Just calling to give Julie our work location for tomorrow. Is she around?â
âHi Marc. Actually, she left early this afternoon for home; and she should probably be there right about now. The boys and I are going to stay for the week, and Julieâs going to rejoin us Thursday night after work. But, if you call her at home, she should be there, or just about there. How was your vacation? Did you do anything?â Brian asked. He had only met Marc a couple of times, and he had talked to him on the phone a number of times. He found Marc to be a pretty pleasant guy all around. Usually when they talked on the phone, they did a little bit of small talk with one another.
âVacation was perfect. I just did stuff around the yard and house. And, Iâm surprised at how much I got done. Was your vacation good? The weather up there was supposed to be great the whole time for the past two weeks.â Marc responded, as he thought about Julie arriving home alone, and being alone for the next four nightsâŠ..perfect, he thought, hoped.
âYeah, weather was great; we spent a lot of time on the lake with the kids. They loved it. And we were exhausted most nights, but they have this endless well of energyâŠ..anyway, we all had a great time. Too bad it went so quickly for Julie; I know she would have loved to stay up here. But, why donât you give her a call at home, it will ease her back into the world of work.â Brian said, thinking how wonderful it would have been if she had had three straight weeks off.
âSure, Brian. Iâll do that; enjoy the rest of the week.â Marc said; as he wondered if Julie would really rather spend the next four nights with Brian or with him.
âThanks Marc. Take care.â And they both hung up.
Julie had arrived home about forty-five minutes before Jasonâs call came. She had made fairly good time getting home since she left before the crush of weekend traffic out of the mountains. She took a few minutes to put away some clothes which she had brought back with her. Then she changed into her bathing suit and made a strong drink for herself and went into the yard to lie by the pool and contemplate her predicament. The only good thing, possible good thing, which had happened, was the arrival of some serious cramps which she thought might very well mean the beginning of her period, indicating that she had escaped pregnancy. There was no bleeding yet, but the cramps were a welcome sign for Julie.
Little by little, as the cramps continued, she felt the huge weight that had been weighing on her for the past two weeks begin to lift. She was nearly positive that the tell tale signs of her cycle were upon her. As she sat back in her lounge chair by the pool, she took a long drink of her scotch and breathed a sigh of relief, and for the first time in fourteen days enjoyed the strong heat of the early summerâs sun.
Kate was thrilled that ultimately she had not become pregnant with Marcâs child. Moreover, she was amazed that she had not. As her mind replayed yet again the events of their night together, she just thought that such intense love making, and such large amounts of Marcâs seed had to combine to impregnate here at her most fertile time. She was indeed lucky, and she knew it. But now that the crisis was past, she knew that she still had to tell Marc that she couldnât continue with what had started two weeks earlier. But, every time she let her mind visualize his finely crafted, mocha colored, muscular body with his remarkably handsome face, she felt her heart flutter and her vagina dampen.
Kate finished her drink quickly, and as she was headed into the house to get another, the phone rang. Thinking it might be Brain and the boys, she was quietly glad they had called now rather than her calling later. She felt as though she needed to get a little bit of a buzz going to celebrate her period. âHello.â She said, not even bothering to check the caller ID.
âHey Kate.â Marc said into his cell. âI just got off the phone with Brian, so I know theyâre all still in the mountains. Can you put up with a little company for a few minutes? Iâve been dying to see you, or even to talk with you for the past two weeks.â
Immediately, at the sound of his voice, Kateâs stomach felt a wave of anxiety, and her abdomen was simultaneously awash with desire. She just had not expected it to be Marc. Moreover, it took her a moment to process what he had said. She recovered from the surprise and said, âSure Marc. Iâve thought about you this whole time as well. I could use some company. I donât expect anyone to stop by. What did you say to Brian when you called up there?â
âI just told him that I was calling to give you our work location for tomorrow. We exchanged some small talk, and he told me to call you here. I hope that was okay with you babe, but I just had to talk with you. As each day went by, I was getting worried about you. Iâm afraid I might have ruined your vacation.â
Kate felt relieved. She knew that Brian would not be suspicious about the call at all. But she was puzzled by what Marc meant about ruining her vacation. âMarc, how could you have ruined my vacation?â
âI donât know Kate. All kinds of thoughts have been running through my head about you. I can explain them to you when I get there. Or, would you rather come to my place, or do you want to meet somewhere else?â Marc said, thinking that she might not really want anyone to see him pulling into her driveway and entering her house.
âNo, Marc. Here is okay. Actually, I think I am the only one left in the neighborhood. Everyone else must have gone away on vacation. Itâs really quiet here. I was just lying by the pool, and there hasnât been a sound anywhere around here.â She offered in response, as she realized it was really quiet in the neighborhood this afternoon.
âCool, Iâm in my car now and I can be there in about fifteen minutes. Do you need me to stop and get anything for you on the way?â
âNo, I donât need anything Marc. Thanks. When you get here, just let yourself trough the gate to the back yard. Iâll unlock it for you.â As Kate said this, she was continuing to experience excitement at the thought of seeing her one time lover, and dread at what she knew she had to say to him. And she felt fear within her that she would have difficulty in telling Marc that it was just a one night stand. It felt so dirty to think of it that way, and it was really the first time she had ever done anything like that. But, it was better to get this done today, rather than wait until sometime during the work week. She hoped that Marc would understand, and she thought that he would.
Kate made a second strong drink for herself and took a long drink of it, feeling the scotch wash into her making her feel slightly more relaxed. She had not eaten since leaving the mountains, and her first drink had done a good job of soothing her, particularly in view of the fact that she could feel the beginnings of her period. In the time before Marc arrived, she called Brian and the boys to tell them that the ride home was fine and to catch up with them about the afternoonâs happenings. She told Brian she was going to go to bed early because she was tired from the drive and from the past two weeks of non-stop entertainment of the boys. Brian laughed and said he envied her having to go back to work, that the boys were actually more tiring than work. They said their goodbyes, and Kate returned to the patio by the pool.
Kate lay in the heat of the mid afternoon sipping her drink and watching the glasslike surface of her pool when she heard Marc at the gate. She had forgotten to unlock it, and she jogged across the lawn barefoot to open it for him. âSorry Marc, I forgot to unlock it.â She called over the fence as she undid the bolt. Marc was dressed for the weather in a sleeveless yellow t-shirt, which showcased his muscular arms, and was tight enough for Kate to see the impression of his beautifully formed ripped upper body. He wore a pair of short white athletic shorts, which hugged his muscular thighs and contrasted with his mocha colored legs. Like her, he too was barefoot. Kate noticed immediately that Marcâs eyes took in her body in her one-piece navy bathing suit that hugged her tight shape. She then watched somewhat embarrassed as he stood for an extra moment, just long enough to look over her shapely legs.