After the Reunion Ch 16
The last week before Addie’s trip to her lover’s
Sunday, Sept 10, 2028
The next morning, we got up early. Well, eight o’clock is early on Sunday; packed the ice chest, barbecue grill, chairs, and dry clothes, had a quick bite to eat and by 9:30 we were on our way east to the Sawtooth Mountains. There’s a lake we love, Lower Hanson Lake, that’s perfect for swimming on a hot day.
It may be ‘Lower’ Hanson Lake, but there’s nothing low about it. The elevation is 7,900 feet. It’s small and isolated. The only road is a little-used Jeep road winding through the mountains and almost straight up a steep, rocky hill. Our kids love the trip almost as much as being there. Somehow, climbing that steep trail in 4WD, low-range gets their adrenaline running and they can hardly control their excitement. Well, to be honest, mine, too. I love it almost as much as they do. To Addie it’s just a means to an end, one that she’d rather avoid. What a spoil-sport!
Down below, the big valley where Boise is and the Snake River runs is totally dry and brown this time of year. But the higher we go, the greener the grass. By the time we were climbing that steep hill, it was deep green grass, tall trees, and absolutely beautiful. The best thing was, that it was still eighty degrees, just right for swimming in the cold mountain lake.
Kevin and Katie wanted to get in the water as soon as the doors opened. The lake itself has a grassy shore that extends into the lake so it’s relatively shallow quite a distance out and easy to wade in. We had to temper their enthusiasm while we fitted them with life jackets and blew up their floaties. Once that was done, we let them go in just a little way until Mom and Dad were ready. Rascal and Zusie were bouncing all over, swimming and chasing sticks that the kids were throwing out in the lake.
When Addie started taking her clothes off, I expected to see the one-piece suit she’d had for years, certainly not the skimpy thong bikini she was wearing. Way back when, the day before the fateful reunion, I’d bought her a pretty tiny bikini, the first one she’d owned since we were married. This wasn’t that one though. I don’t know when she’d bought it, but it made the other look like an old maid’s swimsuit by comparison. It was solid white, nothing but strings and little triangles, and it didn’t even make an effort to hide the contours of her nipples, no more than skimpy, thin underwear. The kids didn’t notice a thing different about their mom, but I sure as hell did!
Then she turned and stepped out into the water. If I’d thought the front was skimpy, crap! From the back, she was completely naked, nothing but a thin string holding the top and another string around her hips. The string down her butt wasn’t even visible.
It was a damn good thing I’d had those three incredible orgasms two nights earlier or I wouldn’t have been able to control myself. I couldn’t make my hard-on go away as it was. The only thing that did help was that the water was C O L D! It must have just melted off a glacier or something, not that there were any glaciers, but it sure as hell felt like it.
Kids and dogs loved the cold water. It took Addie several minutes to get acclimated, and me enough so that I could get deeper than my toes. While kids were frolicking under our watchful eyes, splashing each other and floating on their floaties, Addie was down on her knees getting her swimsuit nice and wet. The first thing I noticed was that when it got wet, it became almost totally transparent and disappeared, clinging tight to the skin underneath it. Her pink nipples showed right through it, as did her bald pussy lips. At that point, even the coldness of the water couldn’t dampen my hard-on.
She splashed back toward shore and took my hand, dragging me deeper. Amidst my shivering, I asked her, “Where did you get that swimsuit?”
She grinned, telling me, “Jonah bought it for me. He thought you might like it.” Then she added with a giggle, “He did!”
By then I was in to my knees. Addie turned abruptly, pushed me and I fell backward, completely submerging myself in the ice crystals. Then she pounced on me so that I couldn’t get back up. Addie’s warm, nearly naked body sprawled over me almost made up for the ice water. But by the time my head popped back up out of the ice, even the sight and feel of her body wasn’t helping my shriveled little man.
Actually, after just a little of her not letting me up, it started to feel tolerable. As I said, it was a warm day, supposed to be up to eighty-six even this high in the mountains. Kids were a few feet away, squealing and laughing, bobbing around, floating on their life jackets totally oblivious to the water temperature, and I decided if they and Addie could do it, so could I.
We all played in the lake for the next hour when someone said they were getting hungry. I hated to get out because I knew it would be hard to get acclimated to the cold all over again after lunch, but duty calls. So, I trudged back ashore and set up the portable barbecue for some burgers.
Even as green as it was, there’d been fires all around the Pacific Northwest, so bonfires or any flame except a propane grill were prohibited. We’d have loved to have marshmallows on a bonfire, but it wasn’t to be.
After lunch, we were back in the lake, and it wasn’t nearly as difficult getting in as I’d thought it would be. It’s amazing how much a body can acclimate to different temperatures. Even my shriveled-up dick had recovered from the cold and was taking notice of Addie’s thong.
Around four, we were tired and decided it was time to go. Everyone dried off and changed, but I convinced Addie to just put on her cover-up that covered practically nothing, then we followed the ‘road’ around the lake and about two miles up to Middle Hanson Lake, gaining another five-hundred feet in elevation.
The middle and upper lakes are pretty, but not nearly as nice for swimming. They’re mostly rocky bottoms and deeper, not good for kids at all. The middle lake has a rocky outcropping that’s really good for diving or jumping off of about twenty feet down into the lake, if you’re brave enough to do that sort of thing, which I am NOT!
As a matter of fact, there was a couple, a guy and girl, there doing exactly that, probably late teens, early twenties. They’d ridden in on a four-wheeler ATV. I pulled in beside their four-wheeler and got out to go talk to them, see if they wanted us to video them jumping. The kids got out and I told them they had to stay way back from the edge, then coaxed Addie to get out with me, too.
Yeah, you might have guessed the real reason I stopped. My gorgeous wife was a sight to behold. I think the sheer ‘cover-up’ only made her sexier. We walked over to the other couple, and I complimented them both on being able to make that jump. I crawled up to the edge and peeked over the rock down into the water and no way in hell would a sane person actually jump. It scared the hell out of me to just look down. Not only was it twenty feet down to the surface, but the water was so crystal clear that what you saw was the bottom, another ten or fifteen feet down.
The guy’s eyes went exactly where I anticipated they would, straight to my sexy wife. Just to cover for myself and hide the fact that that was the real reason I’d stopped, I suggested that if they wanted to jump together, I’d get a video on their phone for them. The guy said his name was Bruce and they’d love to. She, “Dorothy,” she said, got her phone out of her backpack and showed me how to take a video. Then they both stood back about ten feet from the edge, held hands and ran for the edge, jumping far out and screaming on the way down.
Coming back out of the water, scrambling back up the bank looked like it was probably the hardest part if you had the courage to jump in the first place. We all looked at the video after they were back on the outcropping and they were both thrilled with how it had turned out.
Then, I got the surprise of my life; well, if you don’t count all the other ‘surprises’ of my life over the last three months. Addie said she was going to jump. My mouth must have dropped open in shock. She’d never done anything like that before, and we’d been at this lake several other times. I guess what she’d been doing sexually had opened her up to all sorts of new things, including trying to kill herself.
Anyway, she pulled the cover-up off over her head and I was sure Bruce was going to break his neck looking. His girlfriend (she wasn’t wearing a ring) was just wearing a fairly modest one-piece, and he likely wasn’t quite used to seeing a woman dressed like Addie was.
I went and retrieved my Fuji out of the Jeep and started videoing with Addie just walking up to the edge and peeking over. “I don’t know if I can do it,” she said.
Bruce suggested, “Just get back and run like we did, it’s easier that way.” I know he wanted to see her make the jump because he wanted to see that swimsuit wet. So did I… want him to see her wet swimsuit.
She walked back from the drop-off and glanced up to where Kevin and Katie were building a little fort back on the bank, I guess so she would have one last memory before she died. Then she turned and ran, still picking up speed when she went flying out into the air.
God, she looked good, that body slicing into the water feet first like she’d done this a thousand times before. I would have expected it of Tanya, who was nearly a world-class swimmer, but my wife? She’d never done anything like this, since we got married anyway.
She came back to the surface and swam to the bank and climbed out. Yeah, that suit! As close to naked as you can get and still be legal. I guess it’d be legal, anyway, not so sure in a public pool. Parts of me, one in particular, swelled with pride that she was married to me! Both Bruce and Dorothy watched intently as my wife climbed up the bank showing every crevice of her body. And I mean EVERY crevice! I wondered if that might be why she took the plunge in the first place. Addie has definitely turned into an exhibitionist. I loved it!
She was excited and bubbly when she climbed those last couple feet onto the outcropping where the rest of us were. I kept the video going. I wanted to get that climb up the bank to show her later what it had looked like when she’d spread her legs apart to get footing for that next step… all the way up the bank. After she was on top with the rest of us, I moved around behind so I could get the good shot of Bruce and Dorothy’s reaction to Addie’s bathing suit. It was worth the extra megapixels! I’m sure I caught the drool down Bruce’s chin.
“Wow, that was fun!” she babbled. Then she turned to me, “You need to do it, hon, just like I did. Just don’t look down first.”
“I already looked down and it ain’t gonna happen!” I told her.
She got a pouty look on her face, “But you did the swing for Tanya,” she said.
“Yeah, but that didn’t involve jumping to my death, either. No. Not. Gonna. Happen!” She wanted me to do it so bad, I asked her, “You going again?”
“No, I think once was enough.” Too bad, I enjoyed that climb up the bank with those people watching.
She slipped her cover-up back over her head. “Are we going on up to the upper lake?” she asked me.
We decided that yes, we would, so we loaded the kids and dogs. On this road, we didn’t make them fasten their car seats since it’s fairly level and the top speed is about three or four mph. Unfortunately, just a quarter mile or so up the road, a big tree had fallen across the road in a heavily timbered area. I have a chainsaw but didn’t bring it on this trip, so we had to turn around. Upper Hanson Lake would have to wait for another time.
I thought it was funny. Addie could jump off that cliff, but creeping down the steep part of the road in low range terrified her. We’d seat-belted the kids in because the road is a little hazardous, from how steep it is and the loose shale rock. Addie closed her eyes, and her knuckles were white from gripping the overhead grab bar. This, from a woman who had just jumped off a twenty-foot cliff into ice water, then was going to fly 600 miles alone for a weekend trip with a man she barely knew for the sole purpose of sex and exhibitionism. Go figure!
It didn’t scare the kids though. They loved going down just as much as up. After we got on the highway, we stopped at Addie’s new store in Mountain Home, the first time I’d seen it. She and Nicki had set it up beautifully; imitation flower arrangements scattered around the store, all for sale; Daryl’s leather goods; antiques; several types of the Rhythm clocks and on and on. The two restrooms were clean and polished, and the computer guy’s area was just as tastefully done. Addie was proud of that, his business had nearly doubled since her store opened.
“I’d like to invite Nicki and her daughter to dinner next Saturday. That okay with you?” she asked me.
“Sounds like a great idea,” I told her. Adriana likes a personal relationship with her employees, especially her managers. After Addie told me about Nicki, I’d been anxious to meet her.
We stopped at McDonalds in for dinner. Theirs is one of the few stores that still has a play area, and our two kids loved it. They were still full of adrenaline from the swimming and coming down the fun road. The play area was perfect for them.
It was after eight o’clock when we finally got home. We unloaded the Jeep, cleaned out the ice chest and tucked our kids in bed. They were asleep in minutes.
When Addie and I went to bed a couple hours later, Addie wore one of her sexy nightgowns to bed with nothing at all underneath it. She explained, “I’m wearing these till I leave.”
I ran my hand over the satin, a big change from the flannel she’d been wearing the last month. She groaned when I pinched a nipple between my thumb and forefinger. “You know you’re going to be driving me crazy the next two weeks, don’t you?” I asked her.
“Good. I want you horny when I’m down there. I know you’ll be watching everything, and I want you horny.”
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“But, but… that’s not fair. You’ll be getting fucked… how’d you explain it to Jocelyn, ‘you can’t even imagine how it feels’? And me sitting here by myself watching you.”
“You’re the one who sent the text. You can’t complain now about ‘fair’.”
“Maybe not, but I can do this.” I wrapped my mouth around a satin-covered breast and bit lightly at her nipple.
She moaned for just a moment then pushed me away, “No, no more of that. And no masturbating till I’m back, either.”
I laughed at that, “I sure as hell won’t be masturbating after you get home! You know how bad I want that cunt?”
“So now you’re talking dirty like Jonah? You can do other things like him too. Later.”
“Well, there’s one thing I want to do now.” I climbed out of bed, got my camera, hooked it up to the TV, hit play, and climbed back in bed.
We watched Addie in her thong bikini peek over the edge, then back away to get ready to jump. “Bruce did seem to notice my bikini, didn’t he?”
“Just wait,” I told her.
She ran and sailed off the edge, slicing into the water almost as good as she had in real life. Then swam to the shore and climbed out of the water. Addie’s eyes got big when she watched herself struggle to climb up the bank, spreading her legs far apart with her pussy and tits on full display underneath the see-through material of her swimsuit.
Addie put her hand over her mouth, like in disbelief. “Oh God,” she said, “I didn’t realize!” We continued to watch as she clambered the rest of the way up the bank, then stood in front of the other couple, with Bruce’s eyes intently looking her so-near-naked body up and down. “What must they have thought?” she muttered to herself.
“What they thought? I’ll tell you exactly what they were thinking… that’s one sexy broad! That’s what they were thinking,” I told her. “Oh, that and how badly he, maybe her too, wanted to fuck her.”
She slugged my arm gently, “I am not a ‘broad’,“ she insisted.
“Okay, then a sexy MILF. And don’t try to say he didn’t want to fuck you, either!” Then I couldn’t help but add, “Probably not as bad as Samuel wanted to fuck you though.” I grinned at bringing up her fantasy guy, just to keep her on edge. I got another fist to my shoulder for my efforts.
I got back up and turned the camera and TV off, then climbed back in bed. Addie had rolled over away from my side of the bed, pulling her legs up into that fetus position she does when she’s horny. I snuck a hand under her gown over a breast and told her, “Night dear, don’t even think about Samuel doing this to you,” as I rolled her nipple between two fingers for the next several minutes.
“I hate you, I hope you know that,” she mumbled.
I thought she’d maybe gone to sleep, but several minutes later, she said, “Don’t forget, too, that you still have that night coming with Kayla. She mentioned it again Friday.”
Ahh, Addie’s retribution. She knew damn well what mentioning that would do to me! Now I had Kayla’s tall, sexy body in my mind to keep me awake. It worked, too. I lay there awake for at least the next two hours imagining what a night with her might be like.
The next morning we slept in as much as we could until the kids were up and about. It was Labor Day and Addie’s stores were going to be closed. She gives all her employees the day off with pay, even the part-time people. She’s said that she hires good people and wants to keep them, so she treats them like she’d want to be, just like she treats her customers. I think that’s a big reason her stores have been so damn successful.
We lazed around the house that day. I couldn’t even work in the yard since the pool construction crew still had it torn up, and it really wasn’t safe out there. They were actually going to be grouting the pool that week. We had to struggle to keep the kids out of it. It looked like a vast playground to them.
Tuesday and the rest of the week were mostly normal days, Addie visiting her stores, buying some new stock and perusing Craigslist for any antiques she might want. I got Katie ready to start second grade, and Kevin and I drove her to school, then him to preschool. After that, my day was mostly free. Payroll had been the week before, so I met up with Addie, and we went to the stores together.
I met Nicki in Mountain Home and she was every bit as impressive as Addie had said. She greeted me with a huge smile and went on about how much she was enjoying her job, “Sooo much more than at Macy’s,” she said.
I spent quite a bit of time watching the pool grouting. It was fascinating how they shot it over the rebar out of a giant hose. Our pool was actually taking shape.
My nights were starting to get difficult again. The exploits of the weekend had taken the edge off my sexual desires, but they were starting to build again with each night of Addie wearing a different, sometimes brand new, nightgown. I pretty much was awake with a hard-on most of the time we were in bed.
Friday, I was surprised to see a text from Jonah. It was a URL at Amazon for something, I had no idea what. I clicked on it and saw that it was some kind of glasses, “virtual reality goggles,” it said. I saved it in my watch-list so I could pull it up on my home computer to look at on the big monitor instead of my phone. Besides, I’d been driving when I got the text and pulled over in a street parking space to look at it. I didn’t want to sit there long enough to read what it was.
I finished my grocery shopping trip and after carrying the groceries in the house and putting them away, sat down at my computer to see what he’d sent me.
It was a combination glasses/headphone that mated with the camera-glasses, I presumed the ones Jonah had, since those were almost four thousand dollars, like he said he’d paid. The thing promised to “Put you in the action like you were there,” and they were expensive; $999.99. I figured that if the quality was anything like Jonah’s camera-glasses, it would deliver on what it promised. But spend a thousand dollars when I got such a good picture on my TV? Then I thought about how much more exciting it had been to be there last Friday, instead of just watching on TV, and without further ado, hit the ‘buy now with one-click’ button. What the hell, it’s only money, right? The screen popped up with the ‘guaranteed delivery, Tuesday, Sept 11’.
I replied to Jonah’s text that I’d purchased the thing. He responded with a happy face and, ‘Text me when u get it.’ I didn’t say anything to Addie about it. Two reasons: I didn’t want her to know I had it, and I wasn’t too damn sure she’d be thrilled about me spending the thousand dollars.
The next day was the night that Addie had invited Nicki to dinner. She fussed around all morning, making sure the house was spotless, sent me to the store for rib steaks, and made her salad. Dinner was at seven, so I started the pellet grill at six-thirty. Addie had dressed in a pair of shorts; normal shorts, not the short-shorts she’d worn a lot of lately, and a pretty but conservative blouse.
At a quarter-till, the doorbell rang, and Addie answered it, letting Nicki and her little girl in. She introduced us to her daughter, Olivia. Nicki said that Olivia was her grandmother’s name, “And I loved my gramma, so had to name my daughter after her.”
Our daughter, Katie, was seven and glommed right on to Olivia, dragging her off to her bedroom. Four-year-old Kevin followed and we almost instantly started hearing little-girl giggling. Our kids had already made a friend.
I finished up with the steaks, baked potatoes, and corn and announced dinner was ready about ten after seven. We really did enjoy Nicki. Addie had become totally enamored with her newest store manager.
Addie brought up the volleyball team again and invited Nicki on the team. Nicki was hesitant because she hadn’t played since high school. I think the clincher for Nicki was when, after dinner, Addie put on the team uniform and modeled it for her. It’s black tights with heart-shaped cutouts all the way up the outside of the legs and a midriff-baring sports bra. To say that Nicki was impressed would be quite an understatement.
Then we talked about the logistics of the practices and games being in Boise and that our kids and I would be more than happy to keep Olivia occupied. The three kids hadn’t stopped chattering since they’d arrived, and I was pretty sure it wouldn’t be too difficult to keep her entertained.
And I have to admit that the idea of seeing Nicki in the team’s uniform wasn’t a bad thought at all.
Nicki didn’t want to keep Olivia out too late, so they left at nine-thirty. Addie was thrilled that it had been such a nice evening and was so happy becoming friends with her new manager. I agreed with Addie, Nicki was a gem of a find.
We’d gotten into the habit of Addie wearing something sexy to bed and me fondling her, pretending to be Samuel, with a very hard, excited dick. By then it had been nearly six weeks since Addie had had sex and every touch sent shockwaves straight to her pussy. It seemed strange to me that it was Samuel, not Jonah, that was constantly the one she fantasized about; maybe because he was the unknown, that she’d coveted and been denied. In any case, he was the one I enjoyed teasing her with and got the most rabid reaction from, still another week to go.
The weekend with Kayla was postponed. Addie said again that she wanted me horny when she was gone and had just told Kayla that it was going to have to be another weekend. I’m not sure what excuse she used.
Tuesday my package arrived shortly after lunch. After getting the kids to school, I stayed home specifically for that reason. I opened it, and it looked a lot like glorified wrap-around sunglasses with a headphone attachment on both sides. I put them on and was surprised at how tight they fit. They had foam around the outside to block out any light at all, total darkness. I was anxious to see what it was like with an actual picture.
I looked through the instruction book and saw that they had to be paired with the camera-glasses with a code. I texted Jonah that it had arrived and he simply answered, “6JH803RZD.” I read through the instructions, found the app online, downloaded it onto my computer and input the code to connect the glasses to the app and the one Jonah sent. Then turned it on and put it on. Nothing, total darkness and quiet. Well duh, I guessed that his needed to be turned on for me to get anything.
I sent Jonah a quick text, “Ready. Test?”
Then put them back on and waited. Nothing happened, but it was so weird being engulfed in complete black and silence while sitting in a brightly lit room. Then, ten minutes later, Holy Shit! It lit up, and I was literally sitting in Jonah’s living room. It engulfed me from all sides and couldn’t have seemed more real if I had actually been there. He got up and walked into his kitchen, and the realism almost made me dizzy. I was walking around his house, yet I wasn’t. I knew I was just sitting at my computer desk, but it seemed I had literally been teleported into Jonah’s house. Even the sounds were as if I was there. He got out a glass from his cupboard and ran a glass of water from the kitchen faucet and drank it. I could almost feel the water going down my own throat. It’s simply indescribable!
After a few minutes of utter disbelief, it went completely black in my world again. I took them off and was teleported back to my own house, sitting at my computer. Wow, this thing delivered on its advertising. The upcoming weekend had just changed significantly for me. I sent Jonah a two-word text, “Works, thanks!”
When Addie came home that night, I didn’t say anything about my new purchase. She’d eventually find out, but not until after the weekend, anyway.
Addie was very disappointed about one thing. The woman whose picture they’d found at the Honey Bunzz, Amber; she’d never called. Both Addie and Tanya had been hoping to hear from her and maybe even meet her again. We assumed that if she was going to, we’d have heard from her by then. We figured that, either the club didn’t have a way to contact her, or maybe she just didn’t want to revisit that time from so long ago.
Friday finally came. It had been forty-six days since Addie had made love, July 30th. All she had packed was a light overnight bag with her toiletries, makeup, and things like that. She’d told me when she was packing, “Jonah told me I wouldn’t need to bring any clothes. He was going to have them.” I could only imagine the type of clothing he’d have for her.
I kissed her at the airport, told her to have fun, to which she replied, “I intend to!”
At the security station, they checked through her bag, she walked through the X-ray machine, and before she followed the crowd down the hallway toward her flight, I told her to be good.
“Not a chance in hell of that happening!” she answered with a giggle.
Then she was gone, until Monday.
