Chapter 5

Abby clung to me as we kissed. Our bodies touched from lips to pelvis and I could feel the wetness around her opening. Eventually we stopped kissing to breathe deeply, allowing the sexual tension in the room to return to a more controllable level. Mr. Johnson wanted something far more than controllable, but I kept that to myself. When we finally caught our breath, we laughed at our antics and settled into the hot water.

It was heavenly.

The hot and swirling bubbles massaged us all over at once. Abby groaned as she felt long abused muscles surrender to the soothing bath. Conversation was severely curtailed as we indulged ourselves like euro-trash, or west coast rockers. The snow and ice could go to Tahiti for all we cared as our hour rushed past.

Too soon it was time to give up our spa as others deserved their turn. Abby emerged first, and stood still while dripping off on the non-slip, rubber mats thrown around the outside of the tub to catch the water. Seeing her naked and unconcerned about it gave me another little thrill. Her body might not have been enough to make sailors want to write home about, but I was utterly entranced. That must have meant that it was more than enough for me.

Abby watched me watching her and finally smiled as if to give me permission to stare and enjoy her nakedness. The frank way in which she permitted me to be a typical man was a breath of fresh air. Her comment about it caught me by surprise. “Daniel didn’t like my body. He was always cutting me down with nasty remarks about my weight, little boobs, big bottom, and just about everything else.

“He left me for a married woman. According to some of my girlfriends, at the time I thought they were friends, they certainly dropped me the minute things got ugly, but, they said that Daniel had slept with many of my peers at the school, aside from some of our neighbors, women in his office, and many others.

“Maybe I don’t have the breasts of a supermodel, and I know my bottom got big after the hysterectomy, but why did he have to keep hurting me with his hateful remarks?”

I needed to give her an honest answer. “A lot of the time, men have no idea what they have until they’ve lost it. You would be in that category. Daniel must be one of those men that can’t be satisfied with a woman that loves them. Lots of men are never happy unless they’re doing it with someone they shouldn’t be with.

“Don’t take the blame for any of it. Some men just don’t have it in them to truly love ... anyone.” Abby smiled but it was a wry smile. Something I said applied to Daniel and apparently provided insight she’d missed for however many years they’d been together.

She cocked her head to the side, which, for reasons completely unknown to me, caused me to watch her nipples bounce ever so slightly. It occurred to me that she knew I liked to look at her that way and decided to give me some encouragement. If so, then we were going to have a very fulfilling relationship.

“You really had a crush on me since the ninth grade?” She sounded almost coy, but also slightly afraid of the answer.

“You had to have known. The moment you stood and began to teach, all I could think of was what you hiding under those long skirts and opaque blouses. It drove me to distraction all year, and then the images I conjured up of you dressed just like you are now, stayed in my head ever since.”

She softly gasped, and slowly turned as if me words and not her nakedness embarrassed her. “I ... knew that you were ... different. You acted differently than the other boys. Most of them were gaga over Teresa Mulder, and her enormous chest. Even then I knew that Teresa didn’t ... let’s say ... affect you like it seemed I did.

“Things were not very good at home in those days. Having a teenage boy ignore the school sexpot to moon over my big bottom and tiny boobs was a huge compliment ... At least I took it that way...”

This conversation, held in the nude, was finally too much for me. Without delay, I stepped clear of the hot tub, wrapped her in my arms and kissed her like I’d wanted to since I opened my eyes in mark’s body. Abby surged closer, giving me every possible signal that she was receptive to my intentions, and we would have consummated our attraction right there if the next couple with a hot tub reservation hadn’t knocked at the precise instant.

It took us less than a minute to dress and turn the room over to the older folks who were patiently waiting. What we weren’t being was patient. Abby hurried us along the corridor to our suite, and once inside, she headed straight for the shower to rinse away the chlorine odor.

When she came out, I went in and did the same. When I came out Abby was stretched out on the bed, lying on her stomach, with her bottom facing towards the bathroom door, ever so naked, and smiling over her shoulder at me. The vision of that pure white, smooth, inviting bottom almost made me cum. Instead I dropped the towel I had wrapped around my middle out of respect for Abby, and started towards the bed.