Page 60 of The Falcon and the Foe

“You’re supposed to tell me it’s not that bad.”

“Oops.” I shrugged. I stood up in the water, letting the river water pool at the bottom of my stomach and the faint remnants of a happy trail I used to have once upon a time.

The way Cal’s eyes feasted on me let me know I still had game.

“Come on,” I called to him, nodding my head for emphasis.

He dipped a toe in the water then jerked it back.

“You know it’s cold. Just jump in.” I was tempted to yank him in.

“Fine.” He looked behind him. “Turn around.”

“Seriously? After last night?”

He seesawed his head and realized the fault in his logic. He whipped off his shirt to reveal his big, broad chest and gut.

“Don’t rush,” I said. “I’m loving this show.”

He cocked his head at me but slowed down. He slipped his thumbs under his waistband and pushed his pants and underwear to the ground, revealing his nice cock, which I watched harden in real-time.

I spun my finger in a circle, signaling to him to do the same. I wanted my money’s worth of this striptease.

Cal complied, letting me take in his cock, belly, and then that beautiful ass. The image of naked Cal burned into my memory.

Did I lick my lips? Maybe.

“Are you not entertained?”

“Hell yeah. Now get in here.” I had to laugh at how I sounded. Kimber Ashton and the other parents at school would have a heart attack. To them, I was straightlaced and sexless. Here, I was horny and having fun, and what happened in the woods stayed in the woods. That was my thinking.

Cal, stark naked, grazed his big toe on the water’s surface.

“We don’t have much time before the campers wake up.”

He bolted into the water. I wrapped my arms around him to warm him up. His beard brushed against my shoulder. Did he know how hot he made me?

“Damn,” he whisper-yelled. He took a deep breath and went underwater. He jumped up and breathed like he was in a Lamaze class.

“You okay?” I asked with a laugh.

“Getting there.” But then in a few seconds, he was floating around. A big smile on his face. “This is nice. I should skinny dip more often.”

Cal swam around me, circling me like a predator taunts his prey. His burly beard peeked out from the water. I did the same, our heads circling each other. The overcast sky made the water dark, leaving the thought of his naked body to the imagination.

“So, what’s on the agenda for this morning?” he asked.

“We have to clean up, make breakfast, load the van.”

“Ugh, sounds tedious. How do you remember all of that?”

“Force of habit.”

“Let’s just relax,” he swam on his back, his chest and dick poking out of the water.

“We can relax, but we still have things to do.” I didn’t want to think about those things. I wanted to live in this moment. Cal and me and nature, the rest of the world asleep.

“So were you serious when you said you hadn’t been with anyone since your husband?” Cal asked.

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