Blind Encounter

by Waggoner, Robert C.

  By the time they hit Everett just north of Seattle Ron was used to the van and how it handled. Sue had conked out and lay back in her chair with her seatbelt on and hair draped over her lovely face. She was wearing Levi jeans and a dark green new sweatshirt. To Ron’s surprise she had diamond studs in her ears and with her pale white skin flashes of light reflected off bringing small heart attacks to the driver as he looked at the love of his life. Her feet were tucked up somewhat and her new white Nike’s with short socks looked like he could eat them one by one knowing what they kept warm inside.

  Sue slept all the way to Mr. Vernon where Ron pulled off the freeway to a restaurant for lunch. It was late afternoon and he was sure Amy needed a pea break and so did he. Sue woke up when he slowed down off the freeway and parked in the roadside restaurant. He took Amy for a walk as Sue stretched and combed her hair. Back at the van he put Amy in and opened her door. The afternoon sun through broken clouds caught the backlight shinning through her corn silk hair. Sue put on her sunglasses and took his arm entering the restaurant. He led her to the restrooms and told her he would pick her up soon as he was finished. A few minutes later they were seated in a mostly empty place. Ron ordered a BLT and Sue had a cob salad. Saving some chicken for Amy later. Then Sue asked, “Where are we anyway? I feel asleep and it feels like late afternoon.”

  A place called Mt. Vernon and not far where the highway heads northeast to the mountains. Maybe we should find a motel and wait until morning to go up the North Cascades.”

  “Yes, good idea and if there is time before dark, we could sort out our stuff and tomorrow go grocery shopping for the day.”

  “I like that idea and I’m ready for a little relaxation maybe with a movie at motel.”

  “You would have to explain what is going on and do you really want to do that?”

  “Can’t hurt to try and you can hear and I could give you the scene. Let’s chose a romantic movie and make love all night long,” he said with a little irony.

  At the motel he checked in saying to the clerk he wanted the best room in the house. Preferably the bridal suite if you have one.”

  “Yes sir, we have one as lot’s of freshly married people go to Canada and its quite popular in the summer time,” he said while processing his unusual credit card, but this time the guy never paid any attention to it.

  Ron carried the bags up and described the room to Sue. “The color on the walls reminds me of a pale tomato soup color. The carpet is a darker crimson with gold flakes reflecting off the lights. A dressing table for brides sits with a giant mirror asking who is the fairest of all. A round table with two stiff looking uncomfortable chairs sits by the window that faces the freeway which you no doubt hear very clearly. The biggest thing in the room is the round bed. Yes dear, a round bed for us to frolic on with a pink bedspread and countless small pillows I presume are used for sex. Let’s see what the bathroom has to offer,” as he walked in and took a gander. “Wow, you are going to love this one honey. A giant hot tub sits here waiting for us after we organize the van.”

  Sue had moved to the round bed and sat down with Amy, after a two hundred dollar deposit for possible dog damage sat with her looking as perplexed as its master. Sue said, “Ron I’m a little scared as the only other room I’ve slept in for many years is at aunt Bees. Where is the TV and is it sitting on a table so I don’t stumble over it?”

  “Honey the TV is a wall new thin model out of the way of anyone walking around the room. Do you want me to walk you around and you can get the feel of the place?”

  “No, I can do it by starting at the door and making a circle clock wise,” as she rose with her cane feeling her way to the door. The door as a reference point she moved around the room stopping at the bathroom door locating the toilet and then she found the table next to the window stopping and listening. Her cane hit something next to the bed and she asked him about what it was. He told her it was a small refrigerator and he moved to check it out as she sat back down on the bed rolling from edge to edge confused about a round bed.

  She still had on her sunglasses as Ron pounced on her half laying on top of her sucking her sweet tasting lips. Sue relaxed and returned the loving. After a steamy session of kissing they went down to the van for placing things in their places for the trip the next day. Ron, while Sue stood listening while he told her where each thing was placed in the van from front to back. After he had it the way it should be she crawled in on her hands and knees and felt each thing one by one as he told her what it was. Here an ice chest; there a container holding their packs; and there a box of first aid and flashlights and so on. Their sleeping bags stacked next to the back of the driver’s seat and a pile of wool blankets behind the passenger seat giving plenty of room for Amy.

  It was growing dark and all was ship shape so they went back to their room. Ron noticed a restaurant next door for later while he led her up the stairs to the bridal suite. Ron had turned the heat on before they left knowing how cold it was becoming outside with a clear sky bright red to the west flooding the motel with gentle rays of gold reflecting off the yellow building. The sky was tomorrow’s promise of a nice fall day he thought while turning on the TV. A guide to programs lay on the night stand with the remote. Scanning the programs he told Sue who was lying on the bed that many movie channels were offered. He read off a list and she told him she had no idea what was good or bad or recent or old. He sat the program down and went to fill up the half full hot tub and have it ready for later.

  Sue was staring at the ceiling and Ron felt something was really bothering her. Like most men he had never understood women very well. He lay down beside her and made a spoon molding his body next to hers. She wiggled her butt next to him trying to get closer for security. After a few minutes she said, “This is my first time outside the city of Seattle since I lost my sight. I’ve lost my base and am totally in your hands.” She turned to her back and continued, “I’m frightened and need time to adjust to such strange sounds and smells. I’m not worried about my safety as you are here and know I’m safe in your hands. I feel like I’m floating in space without any gravity. I’m not sure I can go through with this. One the one hand I want to go on and on the other return home where it is safe and secure with you always beside me in the house.” Then she raised her arms to take him and hold him close. Ron with tears welling up held her tight and whispered tender words of love and commitment in her small soft ears that invited his tongue to play with. She said, “Make love to me please so I can escape for awhile and then I will be fine.”

  Ron gladly accepted the request and as the room was now warm he slowly took her jeans, panties and sweatshirt off. He rolled her on her stomach and started at her neck and worked his way down paying particular attention to the small of her back. With mouth and hands he kissed his way down to her cute backside. He ran his tongue up and down her crack and she spread her legs inviting more. Sounds of love he heard from her as he worked down her legs stopping at the inside of her knees and feeling how smooth and soft they were. His target was her feet he remembered from when she was sleeping in the van. He massaged her feet and took each toe in his mouth rolling his tongue around and sucking each toe till she cried out loud in passion. Satisfied he moved back to her cute behind and once again licked her crack and playfully bites her cheeks. Sue raised her legs to a knee position inviting him to explore further. In took the invite and ran his tongue around her anus sending waves of satisfaction through her entire body making her shudder with happiness. Slowly he pushed his tongue inside her and racks of climax took her to a level she could only have described somewhere between heaven and the fourth of July all wrapped up in one place.

  Ron was ready to explode and laid his head on the small of her back with an ache in his crotch that threatened release if touched. Slowly he regained control as Sue lay not moving. Ron ran his tongue lightly on her back and she made sounds of warm feelings and then rolled over making him move. She spread her legs and he rose over her sen
ding his throbbing member deep into her and without a stroke let forth his sperm shuddering from the high erotic state he floated in. Sue wrapped her legs around him pinning him inside her until his flaccid penis slipped out. Both of them lay side by side panting as sounds of the freeway drifted in on the cold night air.

  Ron came back to reality and heard the water still flowing into the hot tub. He said, “Honey let’s try out the hot tub. You’ll really like it I promise you.”

  “Yes, I’m back now and my vagina is sore and needs some hot water,” as both of them made their way to the hot water. A half hour later groggy and totally relaxed they went to bed and their sleep was dreamless.

  Chapter IX

  The next morning found two hungry people wolfing down omelets at the next door restaurant. The day was fine, but cold. A bright sun shone through the windows rising over the Cascade Range. Ron’s heart went out to her not being able to witness the fine clear morning, but realized she saw it in her own way. He loved helping her like putting jam on her toast, making sure all went well. People looked at the couple with thoughts he wasn’t sure of. Some looks were sad with pity and others with amazement that she sat there eating without someone feeding her; others were indifferent and paid no attention to the nice looking couple and especially the beautiful long blonde haired lady who looked more like a movie star than anything.

  Ron looked at his new REI watch and it was seven thirty. They left the restaurant with some folks looking on with envy and others bewildered with who they were.

  Meanwhile back in Seattle, a breakfast meeting was taking place between aunt Bee, John Peters the banker and Sam Shipley the lawyer. It was crisis time and their whole plan was in double jeopardy. Sam spoke first saying, “I guess the game is up and we better just face that fact,”

  “No way Sam,” aunt Bee replied with jowls shaking up and down. “I’ll go to my grave first before I let that devil Ron Filbert ruin our… our little scam. We must find a way to discredit him in front of my niece’s presence. I have an idea and let’ see what you think of this,’ as she forked a mouth full of pancakes dripping with syrup. If I remember correctly Sam you added the clause giving us lifetime funds of ten percent each of the gross of her income each year. In addition we get ten percent for each of the jobs we hold of the assets of the estate. My income depends on my power of attorney continuing even if she marries. I too feel we are in trouble from this smart Harvard guy and suggest we negotiate a way out while we have the element of surprise given her falling over heels in love. What do you think?”

  John Peters said, looking around like a kid stealing candy in a store, “I for one am having no more doings with the previous agreement and if you guys think you can take on the billionaire father you have right at it. His lawyers would dig us our own graves and we would spend the rest of our lives in jail. Count me out,” and with that he took his leave leaving Bee and Sam staring at one another.

  Sam added, “I agree with Peter and think we best quietly let her and her new man live in peace.”

  “I can’t Sam. I bought that condo in Arizona as you know and my loan is through Peter. I need that income to make the mortgage payments and other bills. What do you suggest I do Sam?” Sam looked at the pitiful looking orange haired old woman who smelled like last year's perfume mixed with sweat.

  He said, “If I was you I’d throw myself on her mercy and come clean with a lot of tears and ask for her forgiveness.”

  “Get down on my knees,” she vehemently said. “It would be a cold in you where before I begged from the guy.”

  “No, Bee, I’m saying do it with your niece and without him. Surely she would have pity on you and might even set you up with a stipend for life. She is very rich and can well afford to help her only aunt out.”

  Aunt Bee sat there, plate empty as Sam saw a large drop of syrup slowly sliding down her chin. He wanted to reach over and wipe it off, but dared not. He didn’t like her much and when she proposed the deal when Sue’s mother died, it sounded good and as the young girl had tons of money both in assets and income from her writing, thought a nice little cash flow to support his country club image. Now a grip of fear made his breakfast churn in his stomach and the tell tale signs of a heart burn coming. He said nothing else and picked up the bill leaving Bee to contemplate her bleak future.

  Bee saw him leave and didn’t care. This was her gig and was determined to see it through till the end. No way was she going to let that upstart ruin a good thing. First thing she was going to do was take all the cash she could out of the bank. Peter would authorize the transfer. She smiled inwardly remembering when she needed money for the condo Peter looked the other way when large transfers went to her bank in Phoenix. The credit card she had was a twenty thousand dollar limit. That would help out her furnishing in Arizona. Now for the coup, she thought. Time for a loan on the property and as power of attorney and the ability to forge Sue’s name, she would take a hundred thousand easily.

  Leaving the Best Western in Mr. Vernon they found highway 20 east. Ron kept a running dialog describing the country side of small and large farms on both sides of the highway. They were further north and fall was more evident. Fall was in full bloom with colors of brown and gold leaves swirling to the ground. Large hardwoods shedding copious amounts of leaves left a blown mass of flying leaves in his mirror passing by a row of trees lining the highway. He described the sun shine making flashes of shadows one minute and bright sun through the windshield the next. Fields of green mixed with brown ran alongside the river as they headed deeper into the valley and in the distance loomed the Cascade Mountains with their active volcanoes. Sue sat like a kid at a movie theater watching the excitement on the screen. She fired questions and her fingers flew over her laptop. Amy felt the excitement and paced around then finally tired of the pacing lay down for a nap.

  Ron too was caught up in the excitement and took in the wonderful environment in their new van. Sue asked, out of the blue as he was deep in thought about the trip and how much he enjoyed the outing, “Are you happy and having some fun?”

  “Sue honey, I will tell you the truth and I’m having the best time of my life right now with you and what we seek up on the mountain pass. I could do this forever and as long as you and Amy are with me, I love you and what we’re doing.”

  She reached out and stroked his arm and said, “I’m trying to focus on the trip and record the visual you see, but all I want to do is stop and make love.”

  Ron gave off a belly laugh waking Amy and said, “Honey now is not the place as many cars are coming and going, but maybe up on the mountain we can find a place to satisfy your libido.” Just then he saw a sign that said, Annie’s Pizza Station and pulled off the road telling Sue then needed to check this place out. Ron took out his camera bag and prepared to snap off a few pictures with van and Sue in front of Annie’s place. Lucky for him cameras are mostly foolproof and a setting of automatic allowed him to take the right pictures at the correct exposure. Sue leaned on the van waiting while took more of the surrounding area and then they went inside. Twenty minutes later they had a homemade pizza and continued east thinking they would have pizza on the mountain.

  Driving slowly and safely Ron told her about what he saw as they climbed steadily up the mountain highway. At one place especially inviting as a cascade of long waterfall fell down the side of the mountain trailing near the bottom strips of green while on each side almost vertical rocks made a pretty picture, Ron pulled over and they got out to a blast of cold air in the shadow of the sun next to an opposite wall of rock. They were in a narrow canyon south of the small river running down the dissected canyon. The sun shone brightly against the north face as Ron snapped pictures and gave Sue details of the scenery. She had her laptop on his driver’s side recording his words about time, and every conceivable color he saw. Amy took advantage of the stop to pull up and relieve herself. Ron did the same just before they left, but Sue told them she could wait with hope of a restroom on the top o
f the mountain.

  Next stop was the top of the mountain where they pulled into a parking lot that was so clean and maintained not a scrap of paper or litter was seen. A trail led up the small hill to an overlook sight. Now they had coats on as the wind blew and the air had winter written all over it. Ron brought the tripod and set up his camera to look south at the snow capped peaks so near you could almost reach out and touch them. The air clean and fresh, albeit cold filled the nose with the small forest of trees behind them as the highway was directly beneath them. In between sparse traffic sounds of water running somewhere and the wind flowing through the trees was peaceful and surreal and to both of them very romantic. Both stood looking into the early afternoon sun to the south. Ron had on his new Seattle Seahawks hat and Sue had no need to protect her eyes even though she had on her sunglasses clutching her cane. Amy snooped around staying close as her training dictated. Ron took a ton of pictures and was a little disappointed that all the shot were into the sun. He vowed to come back someday at the proper time for best exposure. Sue was starting to shiver from the cold and even her down coat wasn’t enough for her sea level constitution. She said, “Ron gives me what you saw from the van while we eat the pizza.”

  ‘Good idea honey as he took a mental look to record what the view presented: a deep look down a valley of forest as far as the eye could see and short peaks of snow topped mountains gleaming in the sun reflecting a dull red glow making the foreground of sparse fir trees shine with deep green branches. Here and there a white snag stood tall with holes from woodpeckers and scarecrow arms, vacant now, probably held an eagle or two occasionally. Ron’s hope was to have some good pictures as they made their way back to the empty parking lot except for their van. Sue once again made a trip to the restroom as Ron guided her to the door and waited while she finished.