Cabin on the LakeA Story by Dave
Night came with a crash of thunder accompanied with flashes of lightning that
brightened the sky over and over again. The old cabin shook as though an earth tremor was grumbling far below. Ever so fearful she clung to me secure in her knowing that I'd never let her come to harm. She gripped me and I could feel her trembling, shaking. I held her closer, her face upturned, I kissed her ever so gently on her lips. All this was in stark contrast to earlier in the day when I arose to the smell of fresh brewed coffee along with crisp bacon and wonderfully warm pancakes. I hadn't learned until now that Sue, like me, was an early riser. With all the work we did the previous evening because of getting to the cabin so late, I was surprised that she would already be awake and making us breakfast. Sue was full of pleasant surprises. The first time we went hiking together she forced me to walk a pace that I was sure would tire most of the men I hiked with. Sue kept checking to be sure I was keeping up with her, of course I was. She had obviously done a considerable amount of hiking in these woods. She amazed me with the knowledge she had of so many of the flowers and other plants we passed along the way. I began to see things I had never seen before or just never paid attention to. There was an eagles' nest high in a towering pine just a short distance in from the trail. Something so big I would have thought I would have seen it before, but I hadn't until now, with Sue. As we continued numerous chipmunks scurried back and forth across our path. They reminded me of the cartoon characters, Chip and Dale. When I mentioned this to Sue, she laughed, "I like them too." Our hike took us further than I had ever gone into these woods before. We came upon a fallen tree spread across our path and we took its' invitation to sit and relax before going on. "You've never been this far have you?" she asked. "No, I haven't, but how did you know?" "Oh, I have my ways, but I must tell you the best is yet to come." "Really? I think the beauty we have seen so far has been great." "Be patient, it's not much further." She got up, came to where I was sitting and gave me a short kiss. Taking my hand she led me down the trail. Hidden by a thick grove of trees we came upon a hidden sea of bluebells. Their beauty was beyond description, the gentle breeze that was blowing gave the illusion they were waves on the ocean. The bright sunlight catching the hundreds of different tones of their vibrant colors added to their magnificence. Further along we heard the sound of crashing water. Sue slowed, making sure I had heard it too. Following a slight curve of the path we came upon a water fall that must have been more than fifty feet high. Torrents of white water plunged into the gleaming blue-green pool; below. Surrounded by a myriad of different flowers it was breathtaking in its beauty. The cascading waters beat a steady rhythm splattering on the rocks lying at the bottom of the falls. I was so taken in by the scene I hadn't noticed that Sue had taken off her clothes and had dived into the cool refreshing water. She yelled for me to join her. In moments, I too was enjoying the water rinsing the sweat from my body. Looking up, Sue was sitting on one of the submerged boulders in the pool. She looked like one of those river nymphs I'd seen in pictures. She looked breathtakingly gorgeous. Her long auburn hair streamed down the front of her slim body with only a slight hint of her breasts showing through. When she looked at me her brown eyes were sparkling. She raised her arm up to me and I wasted no time in taking her in my arms and kissing her. Sliding off the rock, she stood buried in my embrace. I kissed her again and again, never wanting to ever let go. The gusting wind and pelting rain continued to make the cabin shake more and more. With each thunderous roar of thunder she clung to me even tighter. I thought how earlier in the today I had so softly embraced and kissed her, felt the warmth of her as she pressed herself into me. Now she wanted to be held roughly as though this would dissipate the howling wind and lessen the shaking our cabin was enduring. The wind continued whistling around every corner of our sanctuary. She looked up at me pleadingly, her eyes begging for a reassuring kiss. I kissed her sweetness and she led me to our bed and threw back the covers. I knew she was seeking the solitude of our bed with its comforting blankets. Blankets that would lessen the sound of the raging storm, blankest that I'd wrap around her, assuring her safety.
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7 Reviews Added on September 8, 2018 Last Updated on August 3, 2019 AuthorDaveBridgewater, NJAboutDavid B. Pincus I am a retired teacher. I have taught in grades 5th-8th in New Jersey. I am married and have two grown daughters and four grandsons. I enjoy playing tennis and traveling. With m.. more..Writing
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