Jason turned on the car and pulled out of the
parking lot. He drove for twenty or so miles as I sat looking out the window at
the stars. He finally pulled into a dark drive covered in gravel. I looked
around, there were large piles of gravel and rock all over; I figured we must
be at a gravel pit. He stopped the car in front of what I guessed to be a lake,
from the way the moonlight hit it. He turned off the car and turned to me.
“Ready,” he smiled.
“Sure… for what? Did you bring me out here to
kill me?” I smiled uncertainly.
“Take off your shoes and leave your phone in
here,” he smiled.
He kicked off his shoes, pulled his phone out
of his front pocket and his wallet from his back pocket, and set in the center
console. I pulled off my shoes and pulled my phone from my pocket, setting it next
to his in the center console. He got out of the car and I followed. He walked
up to the edge of the water and held out his hand for me to take. I grabbed his
hand; he pulled me next to him, faced me, and grinned.
“Hold your breath.”
He quickly pulled my body close to him,
wrapped his arms around me, and threw us both into the lake. The water was warm
from being under the sun all day, as it enveloped us. He released me from his arms so we could both
swim to the surface.
“Adrenaline pumping?” he laughed.
“Yeah,” I replied laughing, trying to catch
my breath.
We both waded in the water a little; I then
started floating on my back looking up at the stars. He swam over next to me and
began floating on his back.
“The stars are so beautiful,” I remarked.
“When I was little I used to sit out late at
night and look at the stars, my grandma used to say they were the shining light
of all the little happy moments in the world. That each star was a happy moment
that had happened somewhere and the light it gave off stuck in the sky, so when
we have sad times we can look up there and remember all the happy ones.”
“That’s really beautiful.”
“Yeah, my grandma was an amazing woman. She
died about a year ago.”
“I’m really sorry.”
“Thanks.”
We floated a little while in silence looking
at the stars. Then without warning Jason pushed down on my stomach causing me
to go under. I came back to the surface to see him grinning at me.
“Hey, what was that for?”
“It’s time to have some fun, enough serious
stuff for one night” he grinned.
He ducked under the water. I couldn’t see
him, and then he popped up behind me and pushed down on my shoulders shoving me
under again. I came back up to the surface and he had swum away from me.
Smiling, I swam quickly towards him and he swam away from me again laughing.
Finally I caught up with him and pulled him under the water. He came to the surface, the moonlight hit his
face. He looked almost unreal; I wondered how it was possible that a guy who
looked like him would want anything to do with a girl who looked like me.
“Shall we go?” he asked.
“Sure.”
“To my place...? We can watch a movie?” he
said with hesitation.
“That was the plan right?” I smiled.
“Just making sure you still want to,” he
smiled cautiously.
“Yes, of course I do.”
He started swimming back to the shore and I
followed. He walked out of the water and over to his car. I walked out and
stood on the shore, wringing out my hair.
“Well, we’re not getting in my car like
this,” motioning to our wet clothes, “I have some spare clothes in my trunk.”
He opened his car door, took out his key,
walked to the back of his car, and opened the trunk. He pulled out a gym bag
and opened it. From the bag he pulled out a pair of gray sweats, a pair of red
and blue checker boxers, and a Red Lake High School t-shirt.
“You can wear the pants and shirt. I’ll wear
the boxers.”
I walked over to the back of his car and took
the clothes out of his hand. He smiled at me; I wasn’t quite comfortable
changing in front of him. So I walked behind one of the large piles of gravel.
I took off all my wet clothes and pulled on the shirt and pants. I then picked
up my clothes off the ground and walked around to the front of the pile.
I saw him standing next to his car in just
his boxers, his wet body glistened in the moonlight it almost took my breath
away. In the moonlight I could just make out the curves of his back, he didn’t
have the gym-workout-every-day look, but he did have decent muscular structure.
I walked over to him and set my wet clothes in his trunk next to his wet
clothes. From the front I could see his abs and pecks; he had a definite four-pack
and fairly well shaped pectoral muscles. I had the urge to reach out and touch
him but I resisted. He caught me staring at him and my cheeks immediately
warmed when he grinned.
“You could’ve changed in front of me you
know. I’ve already seen you naked,” he chuckled.
“Well, I don’t remember that so…. I’m not
comfortable with that yet,” I smirked.
What I was really thinking, was that he had
this awesome body and I had a very average and unfit body, and undressing in
front of him would be terrifying. He laughed at my comment, and then grabbed my
waist and pulled my body close next to his. I could feel his bare skin touching
my mine through the thin shirt; he kissed me gently on the cheek. This wouldn’t
seem like a really romantic gesture, I mean you kiss your grandma on the cheek.
When he kissed my cheek however, it was something totally different. It was
like a natural intimate gesture, like something that occurred all the time, it
felt normal.
“Hop in, let’s go,” a smile on his face ear
to ear.
I walked to the passenger side of the car and
got in; he walked to the driver’s side and also got in. He started the car and
drove out of the pits. We drove to his apartment listening to the music playing
softly and not saying a word. I peered up at the star sky praying for a
shooting star so that I could wish this night would never end. Once we arrived
at his apartment we got out of the car; he opened his trunk and took the wet
clothes out of it. We walked up to his apartment; he unlocked his door, and
motioned for me to go in first.
“Would you like to take a shower?” he asked,
dropping the wet clothes on the floor next to the door.
“Yeah, that would be nice.”
He walked to the bathroom and I followed, he
stopped right in the doorway. He turned around to face me, looked at me, and
grinned that crooked grin mischievously.
“Alright, you can shower under one
condition,” that mischievous grin still spread across his face.
“What’s that?” I questioned, unable to stop
grinning.
“I get to shower with you.”
I was shocked; the smile disappeared from my
face. I paused, smiled nervously, and shook my head. Was I ready for something
like that? After all I had only met this guy this morning, and twenty minutes
ago I couldn’t even change clothes in front of him? Then a thought popped into
my head, if he couldn’t see me then maybe I wouldn’t be ashamed to be naked in
front of him.
“Alright, but I have a condition too,” I
demanded.
“What’s your condition?”
“You have to wear a blindfold.”
He paused, I couldn’t tell what he was
thinking, but then he smiled.
“Alright.”
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