0 comments/ 15139 views/ 2 favorites Once Unleashed By: J.J. Joe Herbst was out of bed early, before 6 a.m., had a nourishing breakfast at the motel where he had spent the night and was at the trail head before time to meet the rest of his group for a five-day mountaineering trip to a high country cabin. At 7 a.m., before some of the 15 members of the party had arrived, he donned his skis and started up the trail. The packed snow made easy travel and he moved with minimum effort up the trail. The dull, gray, overcast day did nothing to deter his high spirits. Half an hour later he looked back through an opening in the evergreen forest to see other members of his party starting their ascent and felt a momentary sense of pride that he was breaking trail. An hour later the temperature suddenly dropped and gale force winds developed from ahead on the trail. Soon after snow fell an fell side wise in the wind. Then, visibility was measured in yards and finally in feet. Joe knew that his situation was perilous; if he should lose his way or sustain a disabling injury he would surely perish under the snow where he might not be found till spring. This was not the first time that he had faced perils in the mountains and here was no panic; only, a careful consideration of all the facts relative to the situation. He adjusted his goggles and clothing for the deteriorated conditions and sought the trail markers as he moved steadily forward. It was just noon when he arrived at his destination and Joe felt a relief at having reached haven of safety. At the door he stomped the snow off his feet in the mud room and removed his boots; then, entered the cabin. Once inside, he found all in readiness and in minutes there was a roaring fire in the fireplace; hot water in the well at the end of the wood range and the running water was turned on. Only then did his hunger assert itself and he sat down to eat his lunch. "The others should be arriving." he thought. But they did not arrive. Finally at 1:30 there was a stomping of boots in the mud room; then, silence. Joe went to investigate and found a woman, near exhaustion, collapsed over the mud room floor. He struggled to lift the woman and carry her into the warm cabin..."She must weight at least 150 pounds," he thought. Inside he removed the woman's outer garments and made her comfortable on the sofa, near the fireplace. Next he made a cup of hot tea to overcome her dehydration. As he worked, he talked to the woman and found out her name was Elke Werner-Hobbs. She had left her friends on the trail a mile or two back and was concerned for their safety. It was then that Joe realized the gravity of their situation. There may be people stranded on the trail, or more than likely, they had returned to the trail head. He went to his pack and removed his cell phone to call 911, emergency as the call went through without a hitch. The operator took the information about the two who were safe. They agreed to save the cell phone battery and that Joe would call at 5:00 p.m. at which time the 911 operator would report the latest status. By late afternoon, Elke was asleep under two sleeping bags and Joe had cinnamon rolls prepared. He had checked the pantry and found that food would be no problem for several weeks. At 5 o'clock he called the emergency operator and was relieved to find that the rest of the party was accounted for...two were in the hospital with frost bite. The blizzard was the front of a storm front that was expected to last for several days. Total darkness came early and Joe had the kerosene lamps lit before the telephone call. In the kitchen he began to prepare dinner... Quietly, out of the darkness of the living area, Elke emerged into the light of the lamps in the kitchen. She looked tired and drawn as Joe gave her the news that the rest of the party was safe. Then she brightened and began to assist with the household chores. "Go get a hot bath and rest while I fix dinner," he said. "Thanks," she said and disappeared from the kitchen with one of the lamps. Minutes before dinner was prepared, Elke returned. Freshly showered and primped she no longer looked beaten and disheveled; rather, she presented a rather stunning appearance as Joe appraised her slowly. Joe was taken by surprise as he stood looking at the woman before him. At 5'-11" her blond hair, blue eyes, fair complexion and svelte figure made an imposing scene. "She's at least 150 pounds and she's awesome," he thought. Her pleasant nature and casual attitude made her pleasant company and Joe began to think that this might not be such a bad situation after all. Through dinner and household chores they talked. Eke drew Joe's past from him subtly with a few reflective and directive questions and soon he was spilling his most intimate feelings to her. He told her of his divorce and of his ex-wife. He told her how the "ex" had decided that since she was earning four times, as a lawyer, what Joe earned as an engineer that she needed room and their marriage was no longer appropriate to her style. He told her of his deep feeling, his rejection, his perceived failure; then, turning to a life style free of attachments... one that didn't include women and one free of rejection. "Don't you like women?" she asked him. "Of course I do," he answered. "Probably too much." Soon it was Joe's turn to ask. "Are you married?" he asked. "Yes," she responded and Joe began to feel the familiar feeling of rejection again. Silence followed. Then, as if to explain her situation further, she continued, "I'm sure you've heard this story before. It's old as the hills." "My husband has a very different life style from mine. He likes boys and girls and not necessarily in that order." He is completely self-centered and considers sex a contact sport. His list of friends is made up of countless women and a few men who can satisfy his cravings. He has no capacity for love. I guess I'm a one-man woman and sex is a healthy union between a man and a woman that should not be defiled. We have become a husband and wife in name only. Now it was Joe's turn to utilize the directive questions and he soon learned that Elke engaged in the strenuous activities to dispel the tension in her body that resulted from her relationship with her husband. She gradually explained her revulsion at being asked to participate in orgies and all manner of immoral acts...she told, quite freely, of her feelings so intimate that she had never even spoken them to herself. As Elke spoke, she found insights into her situation which she could not see until they were actually spoken. She found herself in control of feelings which had ruled her for months. She realized that she was a healthy woman with healthy appetites and frustrated by lack of the social intercourse between a man and a woman..."Yes, Sex!" she thought. During the course of the evening, Joe found himself bonding with the woman that he was marooned with. His unfamiliar feelings bothered him as he experienced a warm, cordial bonding along with a fear that he was becoming entangled again. He handled himself poorly... Near midnight, they spread their sleeping bags on adjacent cots, banked the fire in the fireplace, did their evening toiletries, turned out the lamps and retired for the night. Neither of them slept soundly as they considered the events of the previous evening. With morning came responsibilities. The fire was stoked in the range and the cinnamon rolls were baked. Wood was shagged in from the woodpile. Kindling split and lamps refueled and wicks trimmed. The blizzard continued unabated. Lunch was simple and the afternoon was free of responsibility. Soon Joe and Elke were half sitting, facing each other, on the sofa near the fireplace with their stocking feet drawn up next to each other's bodies for warmth. It was a nice, cosy arrangement with their sleeping bag thrown over them for warmth. They talked...about casual things! Each was afraid of further bonding that might result if they talked more intimately. A few minutes later, they were engaged in intimate conversation and "spilling their guts" to each other like lovers might do. Old animosities were spoken, examined and put to rest. It was when Elke got up to make a toilet stop that Joe noticed her long, well shaped legs and trim body. When she returned he took note of nicely shaped breasts and a flat belly. The titillations brought an immediate response which He could not subdue. Once unleashed, this power of eroticism could not be contained as it fed on itself to generate more powerful feelings, etc. Suddenly, Joe was aware of two sexy, erotic feet between his body and the back of the sofa. His own feet reveled in the warmth of her body next to his feet. Finally, again aware of long forgotten feelings, his body responded and he became erect. Thankfully, the sleeping bag covered him is a manner that hid the hardened muscle from Elke. What Joe did not know, was that Elke was also aware of the feelings Joe was experiencing. Perhaps it was body language, or perhaps it was something in the tone of the voice. It could have been anything. It had been so long since she had experienced the pure feelings that were generated between them. She knew she would love him when the time was right...perhaps this very afternoon! As the couple experimented with their feelings and talked about their insecurities their feelings became stronger and each sought the other for comfort. Each denied those feelings to themselves. Then it was dinner time. Dinner was prepared, chores completed and wood prepared for the fires. They bathed and cleaned themselves with extra care as though preparing for something they would deny to each other was even a possibility. More importantly, they denied the possibility even to themselves. Joe wanted Elke. He wanted to possess her and be possessed by her. He wanted to feel the warmth of her body against his. "Animal instinct," he would call it but in reality it was much more. In the torment of his mind Joe both denied and sought the sexual union that his emotions had encouraged. As Joe lay in his sleeping bag Elke came out of the bathroom in her panties and sleep shirt to present a most enticing view. It wasn't planned, but both were immediately aware of the electrifying effect that the scene had on Joe. With the lights out and both of them in heir sleeping bags, sleep did not come. Later, Elke said, "Joe, are you awake?" "Yes," Joe responded. Then, Elke arose from her bed and sought out Joe. "Bring your bag and let's go down by the fire," she said. Joe responded immediately and soon they were in front of the fire with one bag below them and the other close for modesty and for later when the fire had abated. It was when Elke turned and kissed Joe on the lips that all the fires of hades were unleashed in Joe's being. He hesitated only briefly before entering wholeheartedly into the kiss. Again, the flames of passion, like the flames of passion, once unleashed, could not be contained. Joe fought the inevitable and his mind was in a turmoil. The union his body was seeking was being denied by his mind which did not to be placed in the situation where he could again be rejected. Elke, on the other hand, felt none of the indecision. She had been subjected to "dirty sex" all her married life and wanted no part of it...she wanted a pure relationship of one man and one woman engaged in an act of love. She had decided earlier in the day that Joe was the man who would give it to her. No matter what might happen next week or next month...the opportunity was here and now! So they lay, in front of the fire, Elke patiently waiting for Joe to come to terms with his insecurity. She knew that she could never hurt him and his fears were groundless...he need only accept this! Gradually, they drew closer to each other in response to the cool drafts coming from the edges of their cover causing them to seek each other's warmth. When Joe turned and planted a long, deep kiss on Elke's lips, the agreement was sealed...they would make love. The French kisses were accompanied by love pats and soft caresses as each sought to become familiar with the other. They moved slowly and talked freely about what they were doing. Soon the seeking to know each other's bodies was replaced with a desire to titillate...to arouse the other! When Joe's mouth found Elke's nipple it was already erect and hardened. He sucked on it gently at first; then, rather roughly as she encouraged him with talk. "Do me good!" she said. "Oooh Yaaah!," she continued. His hands continued to explore her belly and her other breast and the sounds of love making were becoming more urgent and less clearly spoken. It was when Joe's mouth had made a trail of wet slobber up her inner thigh and his lips had spread her outer labia to give him access to her most sacred portal that he felt Eke's body stiffen. She shifted slightly and pulled him upwards over her; then, said simply, "Put it in me. I want it!". "Oh God, Hurry!" As Joe made preparations to enter her, he rubbed his crown over her inner labia to lubricate it for it's passage into her inner self. Elke, impatient for the entry, positioned herself and raised her portal to impale Joe's cock. Joe responded by thrusting and there was full penetration. The love making was slow, methodical and pleasant as the two bodies moved in unison. They talked to enhance the act ...Occasionally, they stopped all movement and kissed or caressed each other. Each movement by one heightened the pleasure of the other. All too soon, the flames of passion could no longer be denied and the now familiar bodies worked together towards a glorious conclusion. Joe drove hard into Elke with each thrust. Elke responded with a counter-thrust that was as violent as the drive it had countered. When Joe felt the pending discharge of semen he spoke, "I'm comming!" "Give it to me... I want it all," Elke said before her guttural tones told of her own fiery orgasm. Then it was over... or, perhaps it was just begun... PART II When morning came, the lovers still lay in front of the fireplace and it was the coolness of their surroundings that caused Joe to get up and bank the fire before jumping back under the covers and against Elke's warm body. "Are you up to do it again?" Elke asked. Damn right I am," he responded. There were simply no preliminaries as the two lovers joined their bodies and began the primordial dance of love. An so it was when the two lovers realized that the storm had stopped and a helicopter was approaching. Quick, up and about... .hide the evidence! Back to reality! "Who in blazes could it be?" they wondered. Minutes later, two men and two women stood in the mud room. One was Elke's husband! "Thought that since you were already here and since the place was paid for, we'd come on up and have a little fun." he said. Then, he invited himself in. Elke felt her world tighten around her...her private world had been invaded by reality. Joe felt like an intruder in his own domain. Again, his life had been forfeit to the whims of others... Slowly, they began to prepare lunch for six as the newest members of their party sat drinking themselves into inebriation. AS lunch was readied, Elke's husband and the woman he had been dealing with decided to retire to the dorm for some fun. "Great Idea," the other couple joined in and Elke and Joe were left with the lunch. They ate slowly and in silence. "I hate him," Elke said. Joe remained silent; then, "He's your husband. What about your vows?" They talked briefly; then, Elke got up from the table, went to the dorm and told her husband, "We're through! It's over! I never want you to touch me again... .I want a divorce!" Then, she screamed it again and reiterated it over and over... . Elke never saw it coming as her husband slammed his fist into her jaw. "Fuckin bitch. You can't talk to me that way." he said. Then it was her husband's turn...just as Elke hadn't seen it coming, he never saw it coming either as Joe's fist slammed into his face. At first, the unwary husband was not yet subdued and when he arose to defend his perceived honor, he was pummeled again...and again! Minutes later, Joe and Elke were packed and on their skis. "Hey! How are we supposed to get out of here? The helicopter's not due till Saturday." They were still enjoined to come and save the husband and three cronies as they moved off down the trail. On the trail, both Elke and Joe were invigorated by the crisp, clear air and exercise. Their spirits were high and their souls fed on each other as they moved swiftly towards the trail head. As they traveled together , they frequently bumped against each other and "copped feels". At sundown, they were at the trail head and a few minutes later they were back in Joe's room at the motel. "Wanta do it again?" Joe asked. "Later," Elke said. "Dinner first." Neither of the lovers could tell what they had eaten for dinner as they returned to the motel. Back in the room, preparations were made for retiring for the night. Elke needed clean pajamas and, having nothing of her own, agreed to wear one of Joe's shirts. Joe would wear his undershirt and boxer shorts. The motel provided robes for their use. Joe showered first and went to bed; then, Elke did likewise and as she returned to the room, Joe said, "Stop! I want to look at you." As Elke complied with Joe's wishes she pulled the robe tighter around her. "Take it off," Joe said. "I want to look at you." and after brief reservations due to modesty opened the robe slightly. She knew she had given Joe pleasure and continued to do a little dance as she opened more and more of her robe. Soon the robe was gone and in response to Joe's, "More! More!" she began to unbutton the shirt. When that was gone the way of the robe, she continued to dance and twirl as her breasts were swung away from her chest by centrifical force. Her inhibitions were gone in favor of pleasing her lover. Then, she dove into bed and the warmth of the covers. "Now, it's your turn," she said. "Naw, men don't do that," he said. She pleaded and five minutes later, Joe did his dance, awkward, without grace and him unable to control his embarrassment. Then, under the covers, Joe was rewarded by unrestricted access to Elke's beautiful body. As the couple talked and played under the blankets their bonding of the previous night returned and they were lovers again. Neither was certain when it happened...perhaps it hadn't happened at all - just renewed from their previous night. Now, they were experienced lovers and knew what was required to develop the finest in their lover and how to respond accordingly. Their touches and caresses were no longer fiery shows of eroticism but; rather, displays of affection. Their kisses were no longer erotic gestures but pleasurable play as their tongues danced in each other's mouths. When they looked into each other's eyes, they were looking into each other's souls. Suckling Elke's breasts was pleasurable for both Elke and Joe and it was Joe who first placed his hand between his lovers thighs and massaged the mons with the heel of his hand. It was Elke who responded by parting her thighs slightly to permit that hand to caress her labia. When Elke's hand caressed Joe's hardened cock she simply rolled up into a squatting position over her lover and inserted his waiting tool into her well lubricated vagina. As she lowered herself Joe saw the look of pure satisfaction on Elke's face. When she felt Joe's balls touch her ass, Elke stopped...waited and reveled in her lust! "It was soooooo good!" she thought. Then, with Joe motionless below her, Elke began a steady up and down massaging action. She had the power and she exercised it well as it excited her beyond any former experience. Her orgasm was swift and powerful. Once Unleashed As she calmed after her event Elke noticed that Joe hadn't gotten his yet! "Joe, Hold me," she said; then, rolled over so that she lay on her back and Joe was coupled to her in the missionary position. Now he was in power and he pistoned into her with a fury that instilled renewed energy into the act. Elke's ass bounced into the mattress and rebounded to meet Joe's downward plunge. The action was too powerful to sustain for long and in the few moments before Joe felt his release, his lover was on the brink of her second event. "I'm gonna come," he said. "Give it to me!...Give it to me!. .I'm readyyyyy!" she said and they achieved a climax together. After the culmination of their coitus the couple remained locked in a lover's embrace with Joe's softening tool still inserted in Elke's honeypot. They were silent. Their thoughts were strangely similar though, "That's the most intimate, pleasurable, fun, and pleasant thing I've ever done." they thought. Neither had ever experienced sex at the level of intimacy they had just experienced before. A few pleasant caresses and a kiss or two and the couple slept soundly. Morning came too soon and with it reality. Perhaps it's daylight itself or perhaps it's that daylight exposed the grim facts of their situation. Here they were, two people, together by circumstance and deeply enamored with each other. Both carried a lot of emotional baggage.... mind trash probably! Did they fit into the real world? Both were scared and as they sat in the sunlight on their lover's bed they talked. Although they didn't recognize it, they were discussing their lives openly with each other. They laid their inner-most feelings before them and discussed them rationally. They trusted each other completely. They didn't have sex that morning...it didn't seem right! Instead, they agreed to part company and go their separate ways. Each would get their lives in order and each would rid themselves of their emotional baggage. As they performed their morning ablutions and dressed, a certain sadness pervaded the atmosphere in the room. They went about their various preparations for departure in silence as though they were deep in thought! There were no professions of love or attachments - they respected each other too much for that. Finally, their preparations for departure were completed. As they left the room for breakfast, they both decided to leave their packs in the room. Breakfast in reality seemed to lift their spirits and they talked again. This time the talk was on a lighter vein. "On this date next year, at exactly this time, I'll be here in this restaurant for breakfast. If you want to join me I think I'd like that," Elke said. "I'd like that too," Joe said. The couple returned to their room with their spirits strangely uplifted where they shouldered their packs, kissed tenderly with intense feeling and departed. Then, they left and later, Joe waved to Elke from his truck as he drove off towards home. PART III Elke walked to the bus station that morning with tears in her eyes. She preferred this to riding with Joe because she knew that she would renege on their agreement if they were together during the long trip. She thought about the recent experience and the intensity of her feelings - this was far beyond any similar experience before and even the thought of it brought a certain Joy. After the bus ride home, Elke proceeded to get her affairs in order. She moved out of the house that she shared with her husband. She hired a lawyer and she made provisions to save her inherited fortune during the forthcoming divorce. Days turned into weeks and she added considerably to her fortune by astute business dealings. She was indeed getting her life in order. Joe drove to Denver with his mind only partly on the road. He was strangely in high spirits. He no longer felt like a loser. The old baggage he had brought with him from a failed marriage was gone. Then, there was Elke - He mulled over his feelings for the woman. Like Elke, he had never experienced the intensity of feeling that he had with her. "Perhaps I should look for her," he thought and rejected as a violation of their agreement. Hardly a week after Joe had returned to his job he began to "shine" and his tireless efforts soon resulted in recognition and advancement. It was his preoccupation with work that left no time for a social life and the recent experience with Elke was relegated to a spot deep in his subconscious mind where it remained until surfacing, briefly, in a dream or casual thought. Weeks became months and on the first anniversary of his agreement to meet with Elke passed with Joe in South Africa. On the second anniversary of the agreement Joe was involved with contract negotiations and was unaware of the passing of that second anniversary. So it was with the third anniversary. Shortly after the passing of the third anniversary, Joe was at his desk in his now spacious office when his secretary announced he had a visitor - he was expecting a new employee. "Send him in," he said! When the door opened, Joe was surprised to see his ex-wife approaching. "What the hell does she want now," he thought. Their previous meetings hadn't been cordial. "Good to see you, Joe," she said. "Looks like you're doing quite well." Joe remained silent... This was not Josie he might have expected. As Joe appraised her, he realized that she had aged, her perfect features showed age lines. Her belly was slightly rounded and there were streaks of gray in her less than perfectly combed hair. As Josie continued to speak he noted that her air of confidence was gone and her "bitchy" nature stood out in even the most casual conversation. "What the Hell does she want?" he thought. "Look Josie, we're not together any more. You left our marriage years ago and took most of our joint savings and you dumped me. What could you possibly expect from me now?" he said. She was stunned by the raw impact of his statement as her shoulders sagged and her eyes became glassy. "Maybe I made a mistake," she said. "Is it too late to start over?" she continued. "I don't know if I'd want to." Joe replied... Then, Joe's schedule required that their conversation was over. "I'll call you at your office." he said. "I don't work there any more. I'll call you at 5 o'clock." she said. Then, she was gone. At exactly 5 o'clock, the telephone call came. "Are you free tonight?" she asked. Joe started to respond with a simple negative; then, curious, he responded, "How about dinner? I can pick you up at eight." When Josie gave him the address and directions he was surprised - she no longer lived in the same place. Later, as Joe followed the directions to her home he noticed that they were now in a modest, somewhat shabby, single family residence area and not at all what he had expected. When he arrived at the address he noted another tract house, in need of paint, with an unkept lawn and a five year old Toyota car in the driveway. This was not the lifestyle his ex-wife had usually been associated with... At the door, Joe waited. When it opened Josie drew him in and threw her arms around him and drew him into the house as she closed the door. - Joe was stunned by the act. When his senses returned he found the woman before him in a negligee and realized he was being seduced! Even in their best days she had never done that before. "Why don't we eat in tonight?" she said. They talked during the dinner...probably the closest to an intimate conversation they'd ever had. Josie was in trouble over a case she had been involved in. Several laws had been broken and she had committed several ethics violations which were being reviewed by the State Bar Association. Her employers had immediately asked for her resignation and her assets, which having been tied up in the scandal were about gone. "I want you," she said as she arose from the table and, taking Joe's hand, led him to her bedroom. "You used to be pretty good in bed," she said. "And what's your basis for comparison?" Joe asked as he remembered all the times, after their divorce, that he had seen her in the company of other men. "There were others." was her only response. Then, she began removing Joe's tie and unbuttoning his shirt. Joe stood passive. He considered the situation carefully; then, decided, "What the hell. She's probably planning to use me. "Then again, I'm a big boy and I haven't been laid in a long time." The seduction was one sided as Josie worked to arouse Joe. She talked sexy as she slowly undressed him. She caressed his bare skin as it came into view and she kissed him tenderly. It felt good as Joe relaxed and let the lust well up inside him. When she gently pushed him into a sitting position on the edge of the bed Joe complied. He watched as she pranced before him and seductively shed her negligee. Joe decided she was still a beautiful woman... Then, after her panties had dropped to the floor, bare of all clothes, Josie moved, kneeling to the bed in front of Joe and took his erect cock into her mouth. She sucked with a vigor and sank the cock deep into her throat. She laved and tongued it. She caressed it with her lips and her hands. She was good...Then Joe remembered, "She had never done this for him before." When Josie moved it was upwards, over Joe's prone body, to kiss him on the mouth. Joe responded as their tongues danced together. He tasted the pre-com on her mouth as he caressed her breasts, first with his fingers; then, with his tongue. Once committed, Joe's lust was quickly aroused. It had been a long time... He moved carefully to enhance the act as he submitted himself to the erotic sensations that were upon him. Josie continued to stroke his passions as she submitted to her own. With Joe flat on his back, Josie rose over him and squatted with her feet either side of his body, facing him, over his staunchly erect tool When she lowered her body to impale the steel hard organ beneath her, both the lovers were totally absorbed in their lust. The injection was sudden and violent and the action continued at an ever increasing tempo. Josie's ass rose to meet Joe's pounding thrusts and the slap of flesh on flesh resounded around the room. The action was totally animal and ended with a sudden rush of semen into the still hard driving pussy. Then, the after glow was short and the event was over. Josie was the first to speak. She suggested that it'd get better the next time. They could work on it as they sought to reconcile. As Joe left the house he reached for his note pad and wrote, "Remind Secretary not to forward Josie's calls." Then, "The old axioms about passions, once unleashed, can not be contained." began to play significantly into Joe's life. He wanted a woman...not Josie! ...not just any woman! Then, from deep in his subconscious, Elke came to mind. It struck him, "That's what he wanted." He realized that he had been a fool. He had made no attempt to contact the only woman who had ever given him what he needed and wanted. It'd been years and any attempt to trace her now would have been hopeless. Weeks turned into months and Joe became more and more engrossed in thoughts of the woman who had brought out the best in him. Elke had been his for the taking and he had blown his chance. He cursed his stupidity and his whole being became centered on the woman he knew only as Elke. His work began to lose it's fascination... Attempts to find the feelings he sought with other women were disgusting to him and an insult to the women he was with. Then, slowly, Joe began to bring his life back in focus. She was gone...he recognized that! He would have to build his life around what was available now and he had his work, his friends and his outdoor interests in hiking, skiing, fishing, etc. Elke held a position in Joe's life not unlike that of a dead spouse or lover. The memory was as poignant as any feeling he had ever had. Like that dead lover she was gone and he was moving on. As the fourth anniversary of the agreement approached, Joe decided that the would take a little vacation and return to the place they had long ago agreed to meet. After some pleasant reveries he would go skiing. It was on the morning of that fourth anniversary that Joe found himself in the restaurant where they had agreed to meet those years ago. He looked around the room...eyeing the people as they breakfasted. Joe sat deeply engrossed in thought and his mind was reliving the moments four years before when he had been in that very room with his beloved Elke. The thoughts were pleasant and he left them with some regret. Back in the real world again, his head quickly cleared and Joe became aware of the people around him. The usual bunch of ski types enjoyed their morning coffee and a few casuals sat engrossed in their own thoughts. When Joe saw Elke sitting in a booth not 15 feet from him he looked carefully, cleared his head and looked again. It was no aberration that he saw, rather his beloved Elke. He knew he must act swiftly...he would not lose her again! PART IV He arose immediately and walked to her side. "Hi!" he said. She looked to see who had spoken and Joe saw the sparkle in her eyes as she smiled. "Hi, yourself," she said. They stared at each other in silence, each unable to speak. It was when Elke moved aside in the booth to permit Joe to sit that he noticed the young girl across the table and his heart sank as he reasoned, "It'd been four years and she could be married or encumbered so he had no right to expect that she would be alone." "She was, after all, a very desirable woman. The conversation that Elke and Joe entered into was first stilted and awkward as each sought to analyze their situation. Neither offered anything but the lightest of conversation until Elke said, "Run along Heidi, play with the kids in the game room." With Heid safely in the game room talk became easier. Joe asked, "are you married?" and Elke responded, "No, she wasn't married and there was no particular Male friend." Elke said, "Joe, it's been so long. What happened?" Joe told his story, leaving out no details and stressing what a fool he had been. The bond that had formed between them was soon being reformed. Elke told Joe about her divorce and the problems with getting re-established. She had been there for that first anniversary and cried for days when Joe hadn't shown up. Since then, there hadn't been others. She came each year, on the anniversary. "What about Heidi," Joe asked. "She's my daughter and the father is known only to me," she responded. Joe listened as he did his arithmetic. "Is Heidi our daughter," he asked. After a long silence, Elke responded with a silence. Joe said,"I made a terrible mistake three years ago when I didn't come here and meet you. I was a fool. You were and have been the most important thing in my life ever since we met. I love you." Elke found herself ready to believe what she heard and responded to his profession of love with uncertainty...perhaps caution! As they talked, Elke's caution was rewarded with positive signs from Joe...He spoke of marriage and children. He wanted a family...a traditional family with a house and yards! Most of all, he wanted her...she sensed that first. Three cups of coffee later and several trips to check on Heidi found the couple intimately engaged in conversation. The trust that had been there once before had returned. With the intimacy came lust and with the lust came appetites...sexual needs that had long ben repressed and which could not be denied. "Let's go upstairs to my room and make love," Joe suggested. "Whoa Buster!" Elke spoke, "I've got a little girl there who needs me. I can't just go off and make it until she's taken care of. That little girl will always come first" "Let's make a day of seeing the sights and sounds here and make Heidi's day a fun one." Elke proposed. "Then, if everything works out, maybe we can have our time." Joe recognized the situation and responded the only way he could, "Let's do it" So the threesome departed on a day of fun and frolic in the mountains. The two adults followed Heidi as she explored the sights and sounds of the world around her. They talked; they stole covert touches and caresses; they looked into each other's eyes. They loved each other in so many innocent ways. Soon it was dinner time. Joe and Heidi enjoyed each other and included her in all the day's activities. He sat beside her at dinner. Elke, seated alone across the table, had feigned jealousy at Heidi's friendship with Joe and was rewarded with giggles from the precocious three year old. The day had been filled with excitement and Heidi's eyelids were drooping by the time dinner was over. She had enjoyed the attention she was getting from both her mother and the friendly, easy-going man who had spent the day with them. It was when the threesome had returned to Elke's suite that Heidi began to sense something was amiss. She became more alert as she sensed a vague threat to her three-year-old security. "Perhaps it was the man in the room," she reasoned. Sleep would not come easy for her in here tense emotional state. What Heidi sensed, of course, was the highly aroused state of the two adults in the room. Both Elke and Joe had used every effort to conceal their state from the girl but it had been to no avail. The frustration of waiting for Heidi to go to sleep only exacerbated the adults condition and made it more evident to the girl. Then Joe went into the girl's bedroom and lay down with her to read her a bedtime story. Joe put his whole being into his task and he talked calmly and intimately as he read first one story; then two ... Heidi decided that Joe was a really nice guy before she fell into a deep, sound sleep. When Joe returned to the master bedroom, he found Elke had gone into the shower. He reflected on the situation confronting him and decided, he could find no good reason for the three of them to not be united as a family. Would Elke love him forever or was this a passing fancy? When it was Joe's turn in the shower, he realized he didn't have appropriate night clothes. He was totally unprepared. Fortunately the room was equipped with soap, shampoo, etc., and there was a disposable razor on the stand. Then, freshly bathed, shaved and properly scented he donned the "his" robe that was furnished by the inn and entered the bedroom to confront Elke. As Joe walked to the bed, all the years of frustration and denial vanished. As Elke moved to allow Joe to come to her in the bed she knew only that this was the man she had waited for...the man who could satisfy her like no other. Soon, neither Elke or Joe entertained any thoughts other than about those they both knew and hoped was about to transpire. There was no feigned modesty or shyness. Together in bed, they moved so that their bodies were touching. Together finally! It was then that all their appetites and drives went on hold. They kissed and caressed each other tenderly as they enjoyed the closeness. Coitus, which had been uppermost on their minds moments before, had lost it's urgency. They moved carefully and explored tenderly as they tried to recapture the feeling from years ago in that mountain cabin. Elke moaned audibly as she began to experience a sensation she had only experienced once before, long ago in that mountain cabin. What had been the greatest sensation of their lives years ago in the mountain cabin was soon surpassed by new sensations, more poignant and more powerful. The moans became more frequent and the lovers caressed each other freely. As their tongues danced in each other's mouths they felt a joy so strong that guttural noises came from deep in their throats and were distorted by the condition of their mouths. Soon their kisses and laving of each other's sensitive body parts and when Elke rolled over Joe it was to develop a perfect 69 position. "Strange," thought Elke, "I never wanted to do this before and here I've initiated it." She pursued her activity with all the talent she could muster. She struggled unsuccessfully to deep-throat her lover. Once Unleashed Joe, on the bottom, enjoyed the smell and the sensation as he laved his lover's inner labia and up to where his thumbs had parted the shroud from her clitoris. As he sucked on the tender chit Elke made another guttural sound and moved. She moved forward and turned to face her lover. "Quick, I want you in me." Elke cried. "I'll get a condom," he retorted. "No, just you. I want to feel just you." she whispered. And so he entered her, or; perhaps, it would be more correct to say she engulfed him as she ended up naturally on top. As she settled slowly on to Joe's hard prick she welcomed the unfamiliar feeling of a man in her belly. It had been four years... . When she felt Joe's balls against her bottom, Elke rested as their organs became adjusted to each other. Joe's eyes were closed and his fists were clenched as he savored the feeling. Likewise above him, Elke had closed here eyes and grimaced as she sought her satisfaction. There was no immediate thrusting or movement to take the event forward to a resounding conclusion. Somehow, the lovers sensed that this union was much too important to be hurried; rather, it must be savored. They communicated now...in heart, mind and body! Still, the urgency of those passions, first unleashed so long ago, could not much longer be contained. Appetites so long denied could no longer be appeased. Elke moved... Immediately, the action became more heated and their lusty passions drove them to the inevitable conclusion with the power of a locomotive. As they thrust themselves against each other and rolled on the bed they sought only towards their final conclusion. As Elke impaled herself, deep in her belly, on Joe's steel-hard prick she fought to stem the rising tide of orgasm that had welled within her. Joe, thrust upwards with all his strength in response to Elke's movements. He continued to work to enhance his lovers sensations as he felt her move above him. Then, he was on top and he plunged his raging prick into her waiting belly in repeated stabs. Harder and deeper he pushed. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the sloppy noises from their groins as the entrapped air in the cylinder of love made grotesque 'farting' noises. There was no supreme moment; rather a sudden urgency towards their immediate conclusion; then, a sense of the imminent biological function. In an instant, the climax was past and Elke felt the warm juices from his manhood deep in her belly. Slowly, the peak passed and the lovers continued to revel in the warm glow of satisfaction. Joe's spent phallus still lay in Elke's vagina as neither wanted the connection to be broken. Soon, there were indications that the limber penis that was holding the couple together might not be dead after all... ."Can we do it again... ," Elke asked. "Mama," came the cry of a tiny voice from the adjoining bedroom. Elke responded immediately and went to care for her offspring donning her negligee as she went. Joe, taken by the unfamiliarity of the situation put on his trousers in anticipation. Perhaps it was the sound of their love making. Perhaps it as the unfamiliarity the little girl had with her bed. Whatever the cause, Heidi could not be placated. "Do you want to get in bed with me?" Elke asked. "I want Joe to come and sleep with me." she responded. "It's alright with me if it's alright with Joe." the mother responded. And so Joe spent the rest of the night with Heidi. Next morning, as Elke dressed Heidi she asked, "Did you like having Joe sleeping next to you last night?" "Yes," came the reply. Then, in a louder voice for Joe to here, "Would you like to have Joe for your Daddy?" "I'd like that." was Heidi's response. "Well Joe, It looks like you're a father." said Elke as they met together. "Come on Daddy. Let's get some breakfast." Heidi called to Joe. Joe.