Dreams Take Flight

by Jim Dalton

  “For what it’s worth, the little general has a mind of his own. Out of respect for you, he’s just standing at attention.”

  “I bet he is. Seems like that’s the way he stays. You skinny-dip before, Lucas?”

  “I have, but never with someone else in the pool. I think I prefer it this way.”

  “Lucas, you bring the little general within arm’s reach and I’m going to kidnap him!” Lucas and Heather just moved around in the shallow end for a while, with Lucas occasionally taking a lap for the exercise. Between occasional bursts of energy, both found themselves back at the edge closest to their wine. Their random swimming continued until Heather spotted a flotation device someone had left behind.

  With the floatie tucked under her arms, Heather propelled herself to the deep end, where she just allowed her arms and legs to hang. She found the water, the wine, and having Lucas nearby, to be totally relaxing. Almost completely submerged, she could spread her legs wide apart, feel the freedom of being nude, and still no one was the wiser.

  Again and again, Lucas and Heather gravitated back to their waiting wineglasses. At one point, Lucas leaned against the side of the pool, wineglass in hand, when Heather arrived with the same intention. With Heather’s wineglass now directly behind Lucas, the shortest distance between her glass and her current position brought her directly in front of Lucas.

  Being the playful person Lucas was, he decided not to move or hand the wine to Heather, but instead to have her work for her reward. Heather could see that retrieving her glass of wine would require a solo effort. Paddling directly in front of Lucas while still cradling her floatie, she tried to reach over Lucas by placing her right hand on his shoulder and pulling herself higher, putting her within reach of her glass. Lucas found himself staring directly at her left breast. The temptation was too much for him. With his wine in his right hand, he stretched his arm out to avoid a spill, wrapped his left arm around Heather’s bottom, and pulled her close. At the same time, he leaned forward and placed Heather’s left breast in his mouth. Her nipple was hard.

  Although Heather hadn’t lost sight of her original mission—to get her wine glass—Lucas was definitely changing her focus. Wine glass is in hand, she preferred to simply hold the glass while Lucas sucked on her left nipple. Lucas’s stimulation caused Heather’s senses to come alive, heightening her awareness that the two were naked and alone in the pool.

  Heather began to release her stretch, put her glass on the pool deck, and move both hands to the top of Lucas’s shoulders. Lucas, sensing Heather’s interest in returning to the water, allowed her to settle back into the water.

  She began to recede back into the pool, sliding down Lucas’s chest and stomach until the folds between her legs met his dick, at which point she hesitated, feeling an opportunity to tease Lucas. Half submerged, and with hands still on Lucas’s shoulders, Heather lifted herself very slowly and then relaxed, allowing Lucas’s dick to barely enter her well-lubricated cavern. Heather’s own juices, plus the pool water, enabled Lucas to slide in effortlessly.

  Lucas, aware of Heather’s intention, set down his glass and held her waist with both hands. Heather continued to play with Lucas’s emotions through his dick. Being somewhat buoyant from the water, her movements were effortless. Lucas could feel the head of his dick throb and his nuts tighten every time he entered Heather. Reaching his limit of being teased, Lucas, with his hands on Heather’s hips, pulled her downward while thrusting his dick deeply into her. As Heather felt her insides fill with his dick, she took a deep breath and threw her head back while tossing her floatie to the side.

  Lucas scooted his feet forward, allowing himself to lean more steadily against the wall of the pool and provide more room for Heather’s legs. His shift in position allowed Heather to wrap her legs around Lucas and cross her feet behind him. Holding Lucas with her legs enabled Heather to lean back, with a portion of her weight resting directly on Lucas’s hips. They were pinned together, with his dick now buried deep inside of her.

  Heather moved her hips in a circular motion to feel every bit of Lucas she could. Lucas’s dick was totally inside Heather, with his nuts pressing against her ass. Feeling her insides filled with Lucas almost caused Heather to lose control. Heather was buoyant, so holding her in this position was not a challenge for Lucas. Both breathed hard, and neither was content to simply have Lucas’s dick deep in Heather. Both were restless, wanting to make the other come. Each began to move while stimulating the other. Lucas rotated Heather’s hips, causing his dick to stimulate every inch of Heather’s most sensitive area. Heather moved her whole body, causing the head of Lucas’s dick to be massaged from within her.

  Finally, Heather came, unable to take the stimulation any longer. Heather’s legs tightened around Lucas and her muscles tightened around his dick. With Heather immobilized, Lucas continued to play with her with his dick. Without warning, Heather came a second time, but this time her grip was so intense, his dick became frozen inside of Heather. Heather’s legs were still tight around Lucas. Her hands held his shoulders as she leaned back, breathing hard.

  Once Heather regained control of her body, she began moving up and down with determination, nearly allowing Lucas’s dick to come out before driving it deep inside. In addition to her stroking movements, she squeezed his dick, and in no time Lucas came. The head of his dick had become so sensitive, he gripped Heather’s waist and held her tight while his dick felt like it was exploding with each impulse of emotional energy. Wave after wave, Lucas could feel a euphoric eruption from his balls, through his dick, and to the rest of his body. Even his balls felt like they were bursting as they released their cargo deep inside Heather.

  Totally exhausted, they held each other close as their bodies returned to some state of normalcy. Finally, after some fifteen minutes of just holding each other, Lucas and Heather began separating. Lucas lifted Heather just enough for his dick to withdraw, and then lowered her so she could stand on the bottom of the pool.

  Heather began to walk up the steps to exit the pool. Heather put her right foot on the pool deck, and Lucas reached between her legs, cupping her privates with his right hand. Heather froze when she felt Lucas’s hand between her legs, beginning to explore her soft area. With one foot on the top ladder rung and the other on the pool deck, she was exposed and easily accessible from behind. Heather held the top of the handrail with both hands. Her body was electrified. Lucas continued to massage her entire groin area, pausing occasionally to insert a finger deep into her silky smoothness. Heather arched her back toward Lucas, and her entire body stiffened as she came once again. Her breathing was rapid, as if she’d never before experienced such a powerful orgasm. Heather remained in that position for a short while before she left the pool and retrieved her clothes.

  “Lucas, I’m speechless. I had no idea sex could be so wonderful. You, my dear, have my number.”

  “We did just have a fantastic evening,” Lucas said, “what with the dinner, the swimming, and the sex. When we look back on tonight, what do you think you will find most memorable?”

  “Which time? The first time I came, the second, or the third? Just being silly, Lucas. Everything was fantastic: the sex was fantastic, you were fantastic, and the entire evening will be remembered forever.”

  “I tend to agree. Don’t know about you, Heather, but I think I could fall asleep as soon as I hit the pillow. What do you say we make our way back to the apartment?”

  “I’m with you. You wore me out tonight.”

  “I don’t know, Heather, I think the wine may have had something to do with it.”

  “Nope, just you.”

  “When we get back to the apartment, want to try for four?”

  “Lucas, you can’t be serious. Are you trying to send me to an early grave?”

  “No, just thought it may be a nice way to put a cap on the evening.”

  “Lucas, I’ve had a cap put on my evening, but thanks for offering.”

  Lucas
and Heather retreated to the apartment, where they both settled in for a restful evening.

  Lucas’s plan began to unfold the following morning, when the two woke up and Lucas suggested they go out to breakfast.

  “Good morning, big guy,” said Heather as she rolled over to face Lucas. “What’s on your mind? Gonna give me number four?”

  “Can’t. It has to be number one; too much time has passed for it to be number four. Besides, the little general feels a little under the weather this morning. What did you do to him last night?”

  “Fucked him hard, that’s what. It was a graduation fuck.”

  “No kidding. I thought we might go out for breakfast this morning. Where would you like to go? The choice is yours! You pick it.”

  “Let’s go to Mama’s. They always have good food and I like the warm atmosphere.”

  “Let’s do it,” responded Lucas. “Why don’t you stay here and use the master bathroom, and I’ll use the one in the hall? That way we should be finished at about the same time.”

  “I like the way you think, Lucas; finishing at the same time is a good thing.”

  About thirty minutes later, the two emerged from their respective bathrooms and headed for the door, Heather wearing the same clothes from their night out. She still looked elegant, although not as fresh, and was pleasantly flushed, feeling just a little naughty without panties. Lucas wore jeans, a blue polo shirt, and white running shoes.

  Since Lucas’s Corvette was still in the hotel parking lot, Lucas summoned a cab for the short trip to the restaurant.

  Seeing the cab approaching the apartment, they both headed for the door. Lucas stepped out and turned to lock the patio door, while Heather held the sliding screen door, awaiting the opportunity to close it. Without delay, they headed straight to the awaiting cab. Being the gentleman he was, Lucas went straight to the rear door and opened it for Heather. As she scooted to the center seat, Lucas joined her. After buckling in, they were off to the restaurant.

  Once seated, the only remaining duty was to decide on what to eat.

  “What are you having today, Heather?” asked Lucas.

  “Think I’ll have my usual, the Southwest omelet,” responded Heather.

  “Sounds good; think I’ll have the same. While we are waiting for our food, I have some things I want to share with you. First, you know I’ll be going to Dallas in about four weeks and as I see it, things will be rather uncertain for me for the next six months to a year. I know this is going to come out of the clear blue, but I’ve given it lots of thought and I think you should see other people.”

  “What are you saying?”

  “Heather, I don’t know what kind of a future we are going to have together.”

  “Where is this coming from?” asked Heather as her eyes began to tear. “We get along wonderfully. I thought you liked me.”

  “I do like you, but there is a difference between liking someone and spending the rest of your life with that person.”

  “Lucas, I love you. What is causing this? Have you met someone?” she sobbed.

  “No, I’m just not convinced that we are right for each other in the long run. If I am correct, why continue acting like we are?”

  “I’m not acting. Are you?”

  “I don’t mean acting like that. I mean pretending to ourselves.”

  “I’m not pretending, Lucas. Have you been pretending?”

  “OK. Let me start over. I don’t know what my next six months to a year will look like. I will need to focus on my new job. I need to have one thing on my mind. Also, when I was thinking about us the other day, I realized that you wouldn’t be happy with me—not in the long run. After realizing that, it made sense to cut our losses. If we’re eventually going to go our separate ways, why not pull the plug now?”

  “Cut our losses? Our losses, Lucas? Pull the plug?” Heather’s voice changed from one full of hurt to one full of anger.

  “It just seems like it would be best for both of us to go our separate ways.”

  “I don’t think so, because I don’t want to. How do you figure it’s best for both of us? How do you know I won’t be happy with you in five years? How do you know that? I thought our feelings for each other were mutual. I thought we were building on something.”

  “Heather, neither of us has made any commitments, and for whatever reason you don’t seem content with who I am.”

  “Why would you say that? Do you think I go around fucking everybody?”

  “Of course I don’t think you sleep with everyone, but I say that because you always want to know more about me.”

  “Are you fucking crazy? This is because I want to know more about you? I don’t see anything wrong with wanting to know more about the person I’m fucking every other night. I don’t want to discuss this anymore. You made it clear that you’re going to remain cloaked in secrecy.”

  “I’m not cloaked in secrecy. I don’t want to argue with you. I don’t want to hurt you, and I don’t want us to part this way.”

  “Well we are arguing, this is hurting, and if you are telling me that we are going our separate ways, this is a shitty way to do it. What a fucking dramatic departure, saying good-bye over an omelet. Why did you allow me to think you actually cared for me? Is this what you were thinking last night when your dick was inside me? That wasn’t a graduation fuck; that was a good-bye fuck.”

  “I do care about you. My feelings for you are the reason we’re having this conversation.”

  “This isn’t a conversation and I would hate to think of how this would go if you didn’t have feelings for me.” Heather’s voice had grown loud enough that others began to notice.

  “Heather, I guess I don’t know how to tell you how I feel. You are a special person to me. I like you. Trust me, if I didn’t care about you, I wouldn’t be here this morning. I care about your feelings and I care about your future.”

  “Then you have a funny way of caring for people. I pity the people you don’t care for.”

  “Just try to listen to what I’m saying. I will be living in my own little world for the next six months to a year, and won’t be able to give you the attention I know you deserve. If I may be blunt, you would be ignored.”

  “Lucas, are you really that single-minded? I know other couples who’ve had significant events occur in their lives, and they didn’t split up. I think there’s more you’re not telling me—or maybe you’re not being honest with yourself.”

  “Heather, let’s take a time-out and enjoy breakfast.”

  “So you think this is my destiny? Fuck breakfast. Fuck you. And by the way, I hope your dick falls off.”

  Heather got up and left Lucas still sitting at the restaurant.

  The End