Lucy
That’s how we ended up sleeping together. After our dinner that first night we stayed in the lounge until time to crash. We both had lessons the next morning, Tank with the golf pro and me with the tennis guy, so we needed our rest.
Tank encouraged me to go clean up first. I had brought my PJs thinking it would be better than wearing a night gown. I zipped into the bathroom, did my teeth and switched to my PJs. Right as I turned to leave, I glanced at myself in the mirror. The most obvious thing to see were my two beaded-up nipples poking out the thin cloth. I wasn’t particularly cold and I wondered where this little issue had come from. I reached under my top and tried to warm my boobs but when I left the bathroom, they were still poking out and saying, “Howdy.”
I went into the main room, quickly crawled into bed and pulled the sheet over me. Tank went to the bathroom while I turned down the room lights. A few minutes later he returned and crawled into bed and faced away from me before wishing me a goodnight. I found myself wanting to give him a hug, wanting to snuggle but I knew I couldn’t so I tossed and turned for an hour before I fell asleep. He, however, was out in no time.
Tank
I woke up curled up on my side facing away from Lucy once the pale light of the morning came into the room. And no, I wasn’t hugging her with a boner poking her. Actually, she was curled up behind me with her hand draped over my chest. Once I realized I could feel her breasts pressing up against my back,then I got an erection. I was embarrassed so I lifted her arm off me and slipped out of bed. Once my erection settled down, I took a leak and had a swallow of water before going back into the room. Lucy was still asleep so I quietly slipped on my clothes with plans to head down for breakfast. As I was ready to go to the door, I glanced at her. Her hair was tousled and nearly obscured her face. Her one arm was hugging the pillow and the other was draped on her side. During the night her PJ top had pulled up and I could see several inches of bare belly and even the underside of her left boob.
I was again struck by how attractive she was. But I was also confused: How was it she was so attractive there in bed with just a tiny bit of flesh showing when I had seen her totally nude several times in the past year? I couldn’t understand it. That thought nagged at me all through breakfast and while I was with the golf pro.
We bumped into each other at lunch. Her session with the tennis guy was done and so we agreed to rent some kayaks and paddle around the lake. There was a light, warm fall breeze and we had a blast. At one point we paddled up a narrow channel through the trees and found ourselves in a secluded inlet. It was amazingly quiet. We sat idle in the boats and drifted slowly with any breeze. Wildlife was abundant and we saw several deer come to the water to drink, turtles basking on logs and the birds chattering away all around us.
“This is so lovely,” she whispered.
“Um-hmm.”
“Makes me remember when I used to camp when I was a kid.”
“Scouts?”
“No, with my family. God, how I miss my dad. He’d loved this.”
There wasn’t a thing I could add so I kept quiet. Our kayaks bumped into each other a few times until I grabbed the edge of hers and pulled us together. As I held her boat next to mine she reached down with her hand and wrapped it around mine.
We drifted silently with our arms intertwined and I have to admit: it felt good, really good. I found myself wondering if my strong feelings for her were a sign I had fallen for her. I mean, I had enjoyed working with her for a long time and recently as a business partner. As we drifted there holding each other’s arms, I suddenly realized yes, I definitely had fallen for her but I couldn’t tell her. That could ruin our business partnership.
“I’m having so much fun, Tank. I can hardly believe it,” she whispered.
“Yeah, glad you invited me. I’m having fun also. I just hope I wake up with you wrapped around me again.”
“What? I didn’t!”
“Uh, yeah, you did. When I woke up you were the outside spoon. Had your arm around me.”
“I’m so sorry, Tank, truly, I am. Feel free to elbow me if it happens again.”
“Nah, if I had to admit it, well, it felt kinda nice.”
“Hope my morning mouth didn’t chase you away.”
“Nope. I had to pee so I took off.”
“OK. So, should we head back?”
Lucy
I was surprised at what Tank had told me. I didn’t do it on purpose, I swear. No one can be held responsible for what they do in their sleep, now can they? For a second I thought I might slip a pillow in between us for the rest of the week but realized I didn’t want the pillow; I wanted to feel him up close.
The next day was a bit more relaxing. We decided to hit the pool and follow up with a hot tub soak. I put on my sexiest, at least I think it is the sexiest, bikini I own. The cloth was tissue thin and beside extra cloth in the gusset of the bottoms, there was no lining. Once it got wet, well, everything would be on display. I don’t know why I chose to put it on, but I did. I met Tank at the pool and as I walked across the patio, I was aware of several men watching me, Tank included. I could feel his eyes burn on my skin. It made me feel good. He had seen me totally nude on more than one occasion but this seemed different somehow.
I sunned for an hour or so and through my sunglasses I could see several men slow down and give me the once over when they walked by. Nothing like that to make a girl feel sexy though I have to admit, when a guy whistles or obviously gawks at me when I’m out in town, well, that kinda pisses me off.
Later we had a great dinner. It was ‘Dance Night’ at the resort. They hired a nice band to play dance tunes and once we finished our meal, Tank, believe it or not, invited me to dance. I was tickled I didn’t have to shame him into it. I felt so sexy wearing the same dress I wore at the fund-raising event and I could tell Tank liked watching me. I felt his eyes on me more than once but when I looked at him, he quickly glanced away.
When the last set of tunes was announced to be slow music, I stood up and grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the floor. I put one hand behind his neck and the other held his one hand. He finally put his free hand on my low back right above my butt. For being an ex-army guy, tank driver and a carpenter, he knew how to dance. He could keep time and didn’t step on my toes; if anything, I ended stepping on his a couple of times. After the first tune I pulled myself closer to him and rested my head on his chest. It felt so good to be in the arms of a nice guy, dancing, touching, feeling the music.
By the end of the final tune, I could barely pull myself away. We turned to go holding hands and he led me out the door and to our room. The room was dark and once inside the door, I turned to him and reached my arms around his waist.
Tank
Lucy started giving me a nice hug there in the dark room and I realized I wanted that hug. A lot. I slipped my arms around her to her audible sigh of contentment and her pulling herself closer. We stood there for at least a couple of minutes, not talking at all. Words were not necessary; the hugs said it all.