Chapter 8
When I opened the front door to the cabin I dropped our bags in the living room and took Peggy on a quick tour of the cabin. We were both hungry so we decided to run into the town of Lake Mary and get something to eat. We stopped at a fairly decent place and had one of the best lunches that I have ever eaten.
On the way back to the cabin I took Peggy on a quick tour of Upper Lake Mary; showing her all of the things available around the lake. She asked if we could go to a nice place for dinner and then go dancing for a while. As dancing goes, I'm not a real great dancer but I'm as good as most on the dance floor. I had never seen Peggy dance and, actually, was a bit surprised when she asked. I'll tell you, when she looks up at you with those big green eyes you'd jump off a cliff for her if she asked, so naturally I agreed. We hadn't really gone out in a long while; we both spent our time studying and occasionally working on the apartment house. Peggy and I had never gone on a date; usually we just went to a pizza joint or free concert together.
We spent the afternoon watching the activities going on at the lake and just enjoying not having anything that we had to do. We didn't do much of anything except walk, talk and enjoy being together. I asked Peggy if she wanted to go swimming and she looked at me like I had two heads. Lake Mary is in the northern part on Arizona and, although it was very warm that day, it was still cooler than the hot temperatures of Phoenix that we were used to. We spent a long time watching a water skier. She was good. The guy in the boat only dumped her twice.
When we got back to the cabin Peggy and I went to separate bathrooms to get ready. We left our bags in the living room and just took out what we were going to wear to dinner. I was ready long before Peggy was and sat in the living room waiting for her to come out of the bathroom. I heard the banging of bottles, unidentifiable bumps and several "Oh Damns." Finally she called out that she was ready.
The vision that walked into the living room took my breath away. She was wearing a beautiful print dress with a full skirt. Those beautiful legs were encased in nylons and her makeup looked like it was done by a professional. By done by a professional I mean that she looked perfectly natural and you had to keep asking yourself if she had any makeup on or not. I stood up and just stared.
She put her arms out at her sides and posed, "Well, do you like?"
All I could get out was, "My God you're beautiful."
She got a stern look on her face and said, "It's about time you looked at me. I didn't know if you didn't like me or if you were afraid of me."
She walked over to me, put her arm in mine and led me to the door. This was new for us. We had never walked arm in arm. You know how you walk with you best buddy; that's how Peggy and I always were. Now, I had often wondered what it would be like if things were different but I knew that Peggy wasn't into jocks. At least I think she wasn't.
She paused at the truck door and it suddenly dawned on me that she was waiting for me to hold the door for her. She thanked me and smiled as she got into the truck. She was talkative as we drove to the restaurant and it seemed that she was a little nervous.
At the restaurant I jumped out of the truck and ran around to open the door for her. I had made reservations earlier and we only had a short wait before we were seated. The restaurant had a beautiful view of Lake Mary and we could see the boats on the lake. We ordered and talked awhile, mainly about college. When the meal came we continued to talk and Peggy talked a mile a minute.
After dinner we drove to a little club that advertised that they had dancing. As we walked in every eye looked at Peggy. Peggy was only twenty so we both ordered Coke. When the band started the next song Peggy stood up and held out her hand. I reluctantly got up and walked out on the dance floor with her. I've got to admit that I'm far from a good dancer. I was shocked that Peggy really knew how to dance. I don't know why I was shocked; it just never crossed my mind that she liked to dance. When the song ended she came into my arms and hugged me with a big grin and put her head on my chest. I stood there for a second with my arms at my sides before I put my arms around her and hugged her back. Damn, she felt good in my arms.
The night went too fast. We danced about half of the dances and Peggy seemed happier than I had ever seen her. Her full skirt billowed out every time she turned and I could see all of the guys watching her as she danced. I saw one guy get a punch in the arm from his date. After each dance she put her arm around me as we walked back to the table. A couple of guys came over to the table and asked her to dance but she politely refused. When I asked her why she didn't dance with them, she said that she was with the guy she wanted to be with. I guess that I'm a little slow around women because I never figured that Peggy would go for a guy like me.
About twelve o'clock Peggy said that she'd like to leave. We walked out to the truck and I opened the door for her. She turned and put her hand on my neck and pulled my head down for a kiss. Let me tell you; it was one of those kisses that could melt the polar ice caps. When we broke apart Peggy smiled at me and got into the truck. I walked around to the driver's side grinning from ear to ear. As I started the engine and put my hand on the steering wheel.
Peggy slid over to me and put her hand on mine, "If you don't make love to me tonight you'll never make love to another woman the rest of your life. Now, let's go home."
I put the truck in gear. I drove way too fast and Peggy held my arm all of the way. When I opened the door at the cabin and she got out I got another polar ice cap melting kiss. Peggy turned and took my hand and led me into the cabin.
We stood just inside the front door kissing for a while and then Peggy turned and lifted her hair for me to undo the zipper to her dress. She walked into the kitchen, kicking off her shoes on the way. She returned in a minute with a bottle of Champaign and two stemmed glasses. She had shed her dress in the kitchen and all she had on was her slip and stockings.
As she poured some in each glass she said, "I had Abby buy this for us."
I knew that I was dead. When two women plot against you; you don't have a chance. We drank some of the Champaign and Peggy took my glass and set them down and came into my arms. She put her arms around me and held me as tight as she could.
"Am I scaring you?" She asked as she looked up at me, "You wouldn't make the first move so I had to do it for you. Unless you're not interested."
I didn't answer. I just pulled her to me and kissed her. When we broke for air I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom and gently put her down next to the bed. Peggy lifted the hem of her slip and pulled it over her head and got on the bed. She watched as I got undressed. I reached for the light but she shook her head and I crawled into bed and gathered her into my arms and started caressing her and kissing every part of her. Within minutes she was breathing hard and urging me on.
Peggy pushed me on my back and, after a couple of passionate kisses she straddled my hips. She reached for my manhood and guided me to her. As she slowly sank down on me she gasped loudly. When I was all of the way inside of her she paused to kiss me again.
"Let me make love to you tonight," she said breathlessly as she began to move.
As I told you earlier in this tale, I've had my share of women but I have never had such passionate sex as that time with Peggy. She took me and made our love-making passionate, loving and exquisite. Her orgasm, as I began to ejaculate inside of her, caused her to tense and then cry out loud and long.
She fell on my chest exhausted and kissed me quickly. Her hands were on each side of my head and she stared into my eyes. She kissed me again; the kisses soft, passionate, hard yet gentle.
She grinned at me after a minute, "You wouldn't make the first move. I had to do something. I was beginning to think that you didn't feel I was sexy enough for you."
I was still inside of her and I was beginning to get soft. Peggy raised and sat on me, moving just enough to excite me a little. I didn't get hard again but I didn't get any softer.
She sat on me, enjoying me look at her. She was beautiful and she knew it but not in a way that was wrong. She made me feel that God made her beautiful just for me. I caressed her and noticed a jagged scar just above her pubic hair.
As I traced the scar she said quietly, "My uncle was chasing me and I fell on the edge of the coffee table. He was afraid that the hospital would ask questions so he just bandaged it."
She fell onto my chest and lay there with me. We were still joined and we slowly began to move. Apparently I had enough recovery time because I began to get hard again. I roll her over, still joined, and got between her legs. I looked down at this beautiful woman and almost cried. I couldn't believe that she would want me.
"Take me again," she said breathlessly as she began to move to urge me on.
We made love again. That's what it was; not sex, we were making love. My head was in the clouds. This was where I wanted to be; with this woman. It's funny how the most important thing in our life can be right before our eyes and we can't see it. I had lived with this woman for almost a year and I was only just now discovering that she's what I want in this world. I guess that I couldn't believe that such a perfect creature as this would want a guy like me.
When we finally separated, Peggy went into the bathroom and then into the kitchen. She returned with the Champaign and we lay side by side holding each other and drinking Champaign. Occasionally we would kiss or caress each other. Once when I was caressing her, my hand touched her scar and she jumped.
I innocently asked where she had gotten the scar, "My uncle was chasing me and I fell and hit my stomach on the edge of the coffee table. He was afraid that if he took me to the hospital that people would start asking questions. He pulled the cut together with butterfly bandages and put a large bandage over it. It worked out Ok; at least he didn't rape me that time. He was too scared."
"That should have had stitches," I said.
She snuggled closer to me, "Let's talk about us. Didn't you ever notice that I wanted you? I was beginning to think that you didn't like me. Sometimes, I'd lay awake at night and think about climbing into your bed and forcing you to make love to me."
I took her hand, "I just never thought that I would ever have a chance with someone as beautiful as you. You're so much above me. You deserve a handsome guy that is going to be the CEO of the world one of these days. You don't need a jock to hold you back."
She leaned over and kissed me, "I'm right where I want to be."
The rest of the weekend we spent almost as much time in bed as out. We both were sad that our vacation was finished and that we would be heading back to college.
On Monday morning we drove back to the office for our last day at work for that summer. I had to give Dan his keys back and picked up a few of my personal things that I had in the office. Dan wasn't in that day because he wasn't feeling well.
Peggy walked into Abby's office. I turned to watch her and saw Peggy
give Abby the thumbs up sign. Damn, I knew it! Those two had planned
this all along.