Chapter 22

Posted: June 04, 2008 - 08:41:51 pm


As they got outside they found that the sky had darkened and a storm was approaching. A brisk wind was starting to pick up; blowing dust and debris.

Pat saw a large building about a thousand feet away from the headquarters, "That looks like it might be the commissary. Let's check it out to see if there's anything that we might be able to use."

When they were about half way to the building the skies opened up and the rain was so hard that they could hardly see a hundred feet in front of them. They both began to run as hard as they could toward the large building. Anna slipped and fell in the mud and she was mud from head to toe. Pat grabbed her hand and they ran together to the building.

The first door they tried was open and they went inside. They saw that it was not the commissary but that the building contained a huge swimming pool, a gym and exercise equipment and massage tables. There were mats around the pool for lounging and towels and robes at a counter at the entrance.

"Looks like I was wrong," Pat said with water and mud dripping from him, "I think that this is the officer's swimming pool."

Anna was standing with mud dripping from her hair and every other part of her, "We're a mess. How are we going to get this mud off of us?"

Pat walked to the side of the pool, "No problem. We'll just clean off in the pool."

He began to take off his clothes. As he peeled off his pants and his shorts he stood and looked at Anna. She was standing in shock. Her eyes were fixed on his cock. When she noticed that he saw her watching him she blushed and turned her head.

Pat jumped in the pool. The water was only four feet deep where he went in. He turned and saw Anna watching him.

"Come on in. This is the only way that we're going to get all of this mud off of us."

Anna shook her head and continued to watch him. Finally she slowly walked to the pool.

"At least turn around," she said.

Pat turned his back to her and waited while she shed the filthy clothes. He heard her jump in the pool and he turned to face her. When she came back up her breasts were exposed and she didn't realize it for a second. In a panic she covered her breasts with her arms.

"Turn around and let me get the mud out of your hair," he said softly.

Anna turned and he began to wash her hair with the pool water. She kept her arms over her breasts and was still while he scooped water in his hands and rinsed the mud out of her hair. When her hair was as clean as he could get it he began to clean the mud off of her back.

"That's enough," she said and moved a few feet way from him.

Pat began to swim away from her and he saw that she wanted to get out of the pool but she was afraid to be naked in front of him.

He swam back to her and saw that she had tears in her eyes, "What's wrong Anna?"

"I guess that everything we've seen so far proves to me that there's no one left but us," she said in a low voice. "I was hoping that when we found underground rooms that there would be people that survived. I'm not sure that I want to go on."

She started crying harder and Pat pulled her into his arms and held her. She kept her breasts covered from his eyes. Pat led her to the side of the pool and he got out. He went and got a robe for her and held it out for her. She got out of the pool and quickly put on the robe. He led her to one of the mats and made her lay down on it. He suddenly realized that he was still naked so he got a robe for himself and put it on. Anna was shaking so he found a blanket and put it over her.

Anna was crying so Pat lay on the mat next to her and pulled her into his arms. She cried silently for a long time.

"What's wrong Anna? Would you like to talk?"

She raised her face to him and said, "It's becoming clear that we're the only ones left. What does this new world need with an old woman?"

"What are you talking about?" he snapped, "How old are you, forty?"

"Yes," she said, "Forty and an old woman."

Pat hugged her tighter, "Well, I'm thirty-five so I guess that I'll have to blow my brains out in five years."

Anna smiled at his attempt at a joke and then asked, "What good would I be?"

Pat looked into her eyes, "Have you looked at yourself in a mirror lately? You're a very good looking woman and you have a body that a lot of women would kill for. You also have what's in your head and we're going to need you very bad."

While he was talking to her he was caressing her outside of her robe. She was becoming more relaxed in his arms. He kept the conversation going for a long time; talking about whatever came to him. She had stopped crying and was listening to him and occasionally answering his questions.

"You know, you still have a lot of love to give and everybody is going to need you if we're going to have any hope of surviving."

"Love?" she said sadly, "That's fine for you. You have Pauline and Sarah will have her baby but ... I..."

Pat kissed her on the forehead, "I do love Pauline. There's no one left that can marry us but I do consider her my wife now and I guess I always will. We have talked a lot and we both realize that this is a unique situation we're in. If the human race is going to survive the old rules can't apply."

Pat held her chin and gently kissed her lips. She tensed for a second and then let him kiss her. Pat kissed her again and she began to return his kiss. When they broke the kiss he held her tight.

Anna was quiet in his arms. She seemed content to let him hold her. Her robe had fallen open and Pat cupped her breast and kissed her. She tensed again and then relaxed and let his hand gently caress her breast. He continued to kiss her softly and she began to respond to his kisses. She became flushed and when he began to caress down her body she put her hand over his.

"I don't know how," she said so softly that he could barely hear her.

"I'll guide you," he said as he kissed her, "I want to make love to you; not have sex. There's a huge difference. Just let me guide you."

Pat gently kissed her and pushed her on her back. Her robe fell open completely and he caressed her body. At times she was tense but he took his time with her and she began to relax. He moved between her legs and then leaned forward and took both of her breasts in his hand and began to kiss her nipples and tease them with his tongue. His kisses trailed down her body until he was at her mound. He caressed her slit with his finger and she moaned softly. She started to stop his hand from caressing her but then she allowed him to do whatever he wanted to her. She rose up to meet his caress just a little.

Pat leaned down and ran his tongue over her slit and then began to tease her clit. She tensed and then she relaxed. After a while she put her hands on his head; not to guide him but more to let him know that she would allow him to make love to her.

Pat slowly pushed a finger into her and she moaned and rose up to get more of his finger into her. She tensed and held his head tighter and pushed her clit into his lips harder. She shook and dropped her arms to her sides and began to claw at the mat.

When she had calmed down and relaxed Pat lined his cock up at her slit and began to enter her slowly. She relaxed and let him sink his length into her. He leaned forward when he was all of the way inside of her and kissed her. While he was kissing her he began to move in and out of her. She took his head in her hands and looked into his eyes as he pumped his length into her. He held back until she began to push up to him. When her orgasm began he allowed himself to empty himself into her.

He rolled off of her and pulled her into his arms. He began kissing her softly and she accepted his kisses and returned them with equal passion.

After several minutes she looked into his eyes, "I never knew that love making was like that."

He kissed her, "Making love to you was like being in heaven. You have a beautiful body and you are a terrific person. You're very easy to love."

They lay in each others arms for a long time without speaking. Occasionally Pat would caress her and kiss her. She seemed to have lost the apprehension that she had and accepted his kisses.

She looked into his eyes, "We should be getting back now."

Pat kissed her again, "It still raining and it's going to be dark soon. We'll stay here tonight so that we don't have to travel these unfamiliar roads in the dark. It will give me time to make love to you again."

He pulled her into his arms and she kissed him with renewed passion.