“Have you ever had anal sex?” RJ asked as he kissed her bottom and delved into her deep crease with his tongue.
“Um…no.” Her voice was almost breathless and she wasn’t sure if that was somewhere she wanted to go. They’d never discussed it before and it wasn’t something she’d ever even considered.
His fingers traced lines across her butt and she wondered if they were the same faint lines still showing from her switching. He planted more kisses along the lines he drew and she was pretty sure he was kissing those marks. Soothing them and making them all better. At least, that’s what she liked to think even though she didn’t have any more residual aching from the switching.
“Have you thought about it?” he asked between kisses.
“No, not really. I guess it’s never come up in my experience.” Did she want to try it? His cock was so large she was sure it would be painful and pain wasn’t something she was into. Then again, spanking caused pain. Yes, but that was very different.
“Would you be willing to experiment? We’ll go slowly,” he assured her as his finger touched her rosebud.
The sensitive nerve endings there pulsed, sending pleasurable sensations through her. Her breathing had become a little more labored and she realized the idea excited her even though she was somewhat hesitant.
“I’m not sure. It’s a little bit of a scary thought. You’re not exactly a pee wee size.” Even as she voiced her doubts, she wanted to say yes. She lay there, almost quivering in anticipation, all her senses on alert while she waited for whatever might come next.
Lifting himself on his knees, RJ grasped her hips and pulled her up so she was on all fours. His hand reached the wetness between her legs. Drawing circles around her clit with his forefinger, he plunged his thumb into her pussy. Gathering her juices, he spread them up to her clit and then fucked her again with his thumb.
She felt him withdraw his thumb and then two long fingers took its place inside her. His thumb pressed against her tight hole gently. Oh, it feels so good…so very good.
A moan escaped and she leaned as far down as she could, resting her shoulders on the bed. To her surprise there was no pain, only pleasure. She pushed back against his thumb and felt it as it breached the tight ring. He slid it in and out in time with his fingers fucking her pussy.
It was exquisite. She’d never felt anything like it before. She wanted more, but wasn’t sure just what she wanted more of. To her great disappointment, RJ gently withdrew his fingers.
“Roll over on your back.”
She did and when she glimpsed at his cock, it was huge, throbbing, and the head was engorged. She wanted to feel it deep inside her. Now.
RJ positioned himself between her legs and lifted them up high to drape over his shoulders. He drove his cock into her dripping pussy. Then he reached down to grab her ass cheeks and spread them apart. Slowly, gently, he inserted a finger into her tight back hole and she let out a small scream as the surprise orgasm ripped through her.
She felt her muscles contracting around both his cock and his finger in the most incredible sensations she could ever imagine. It went on and on, powerful waves washing over her until she thought she’d pass out from the intensity of it.
When finally it slowed to just a gentle pulsing, RJ withdrew. He kissed her, then got out of bed to go wash up. He came back with a washcloth and cleaned her. She wanted to do it herself, but he shook his head.
“Let me. I want to do it.”
She didn’t protest any further. She fell back, completely relaxed and gave herself up to his care.
It occurred to her that they didn’t have their talk. It would wait for another time.
Chapter 10
Two weeks later, Kelly learned she wasn’t pregnant. She’d never found the time to drive into Boulder for a pregnancy test and since she didn’t want the news that she’d purchased one in Corbin’s Bend to get back to her father or Uncle Brent, she figured if she just waited a few weeks her body would tell her.
She was a little surprised to discover she was disappointed when she woke up one morning to find her period had started. But there was also a sense of relief. Being a single mom was not on her list of things to accomplish. It would have been a life-changing event she wasn’t sure she was ready for.
RJ was home the following night and he asked about their little ‘accident.’
“Hey, you never told me the outcome of me forgetting to use a condom a few weeks ago. Isn’t there a home test or something you can do?”
“There is, but I was afraid if I bought one within the confines of this community, my dad or uncle would hear about it so I decided to just wait it out. We can rest easy. As of yesterday, I’m not pregnant.”
Kelly was a little surprised again when his face seemed to drop in disappointment. Has he been hoping a little bit too? Like I have?
“Aren’t you relieved?” she asked.
“I’m not sure,” he answered. “Maybe a little relieved and a little let down at the same time. I guess I have mixed feelings. What about you?”
“About the same. When I woke up to the evidence yesterday that there’d be no baby, I think I knew then that I’d been sort of hoping. That’s probably due to my biologic time-clock telling me I better get moving if I’m gonna have kids. But really, when you think about the practicality of it, it’s better this way.”
“I guess you’re right,” he conceded, but she still detected a little disappointment.
Knowing they needed to work out where their relationship was going before they entertained the idea of babies, she let the subject drop and they made plans to go on a hiking trip the following week when they both had the weekend off.
RJ had another shift at the tower scheduled. Kelly would be coming out at noon when his shift ended and they planned to spend the weekend hiking and camping. All the personal gear they needed was in Kelly’s garage and she would bring it with her when she came. The plan was to meet her at the trail-head so she wouldn’t be hiking alone to the tower.
The morning before the last day of his shift, he was listening to the crackle of his radio and learned there was a small fire to the south. He got out the binoculars and tried to locate it. Once he saw the smoke, he thought it was mighty close to Corbin’s Bend. The community backed up right to the wilderness area in one section and though that part of Corbin’s Bend wasn’t built up with homes, he thought the Forest Service should notify the community and have them make sure no one was out hiking there.
He got on the radio to the ranger’s office.
“How close is that fire to Corbin’s Bend?” RJ asked when he got the dispatcher on the radio.
“Pretty close, but the wind isn’t blowing in that direction, so for now they’re safe.”
“Have you contacted anyone there? Might be a good idea to make them aware of what’s going on.”
“For now, there doesn’t seem to be a reason to get them in a panic. The wind’s blowing in the opposite direction and we’ve already got men working on containing it.”
“Hey, I don’t want to start a panic either, but I live in that community. Can you give Brent Carmichael a call? He runs the place and he’s not the kind that’ll go into panic mode right away. He used to be in law enforcement and he’ll take the news calmly. But I think we should make them aware of it just in case they end up having to evacuate.”
“Sure, we’ve got the number to their office, I’ll give them a call.”
“Thanks, Janice. I appreciate it.”
RJ went through the rest of his morning checking every so often on the plumes of smoke that were coming from that fire. He took a picture of it with his cell phone, but it was too far away to really see anything in the picture. He took another one in the late afternoon and this time he saw the smoke. It was evidence that the fire had either grown or the wind had picked up, spreading the smoke out over a larger area.
There wasn’t much he could do here. He was on duty until the following morning when he
would hike out to the trail-head at the small parking lot where his four-wheel-drive was and where he would meet Kelly. They just might have to put off their camping and hiking trip.
In the meantime, he did his job. He saw signs of a campfire again from his nearby hiker, but he didn’t see any need to go out to check on him. He heated up one of his freeze-dried dinners and got ready for bed.
First thing in the morning he checked what he could see with the binoculars and when he saw how the fire had grown, he suddenly felt the urge to get back to the Ranger station and then back to Corbin’s Bend so he could make sure Brent Carmichael knew what to do if they had to evacuate.
Before leaving the tower, RJ looked to the southeast where smoke was billowing up from the forest. This was the second day of the fire and he’d been keeping an eye on it as best he could. It wasn’t that close to Corbin’s Bend, but it seemed as though it was moving in that direction. He hoped it wouldn’t get close enough to cause any problems for the little community. He’d been on the radio twice now checking with the ranger station on the status of the fire and whether they had managed to contain it. They had not so far. The worst of it had been on the eastern side and that’s where hotshot fire crews were concentrating their efforts. But in the meantime, on the other side of the fire, there was evidence it was making slow progress towards the west and Corbin’s Bend.
His cell phone didn’t work here in the watchtower or anywhere in the wilderness area for that matter. He was planning to leave at noon and hike to the trail-head to meet Kelly. He radioed the ranger station once more.
When Shelly picked it, he said, “Hey Shelly, can you just make sure that that little community of Corbin’s Bend is on alert for this fire?”
“Janice already did that when you asked her to yesterday. I see a note here that she did reach someone by the name of Brent Carmichael and he assured her he was keeping up with all reports.”
“Yeah, I know. But I’m up here in my tower and there seems to be more smoke and from what I can tell the fire is moving towards them. I think we should tell Brent that he needs to let the residents know to be ready to move out of there quickly just to be safe.”
“Sure, RJ. I’ll give them another call.”
“Thanks, I appreciate it. I’m heading out now to check the campsite areas. I’ll check in with you again when I get back.”
RJ turned off the radio and made his way down the stairs. He didn’t recall reading anything in his move-in paperwork from Corbin’s Bend on any evacuation procedures that might be necessary. So many people often panicked when instructed to evacuate. Naturally, they were afraid of the possibility of losing their homes, their belongings, and all their personal things of value. They didn’t always understand that when the evacuation order came, it meant now. It didn’t mean you could spend the whole day sorting through your belongings deciding what you want to try to save.
Another downside of evacuating Corbin’s Bend was there was only one main road that led to Boulder and the highway that would take you Denver. There were a few secondary unpaved roads, but few people ever used them. They were roads to be avoided in an evacuation. He would bet a lot of the residents weren’t even aware where some of those secondary roads were.
From what he could see from the tower, the fire was still far enough away that they didn’t have to worry about it, but he was the kind of man who believed in being prepared. He was pretty sure Brent was that kind of man as well.
Knowing there was nothing he could do about it, he went about doing his job. There were currently three permits for the wilderness area and most of them were not remaining in one location. They were hiking to the different sites, such as the waterfall, and the lake that had good fishing and a campground near it. He decided he’d hike to the lake and check out the campsite there to make sure everything was all right.
When he got back to the tower, the first thing he grabbed was his binoculars so he could check the fire. It didn’t look good for Corbin’s Bend. There was a good chance they would have to evacuate unless the crew was making better progress than it looked like from his vantage point.
Turning on the radio, he checked in with Shelley again.
“Did you get hold of Brent Carmichael?”
“No, he wasn’t in, but I did talk to a guy named Jonathan. He wrote down everything I told him about your concerns and said that he will get the info to Carmichael and make sure that he understands the seriousness of the situation. He said he was sure they would send out alerts to all the residents so they would ready just in case.
“Okay, I guess that’s the best we can do. Thanks for taking care of that, Shelley.”
“Sure thing, RJ.”
RJ ate an energy bar and threw a few more bars and six bottles of water into his backpack. He left his clothes in the watchtower and then stuffed in the more extensive first-aid kit. He needed to check three more campsites—the ones closest to the watchtower—and make sure that everybody had evacuated.
He put the topographical map of the wilderness area into the backpack as well. He knew most of the main trails, but if the fire spread and made them unusable, he would have to use one of the less used trails that he might not be as familiar with. He zipped the backpack closed and then strapped a small folding shovel to the bottom of it. He didn’t think he’d need it, but it could come in handy.
Before leaving the watchtower, he radioed the ranger station one more time and asked Bonnie if she could patch him through to Jonathan at the community center in Corbin’s Bend.
When Jonathan answered, RJ said, “Jonathan, would you please call the medical center and check if Kelly has left yet? We’re supposed to meet at the trail-head, but I have to cancel due to the fire. I’m hoping she hasn’t left yet. If she did, can you try her cell and get her to return to Corbin’s Bend?”
“I’ll take care of it,” Jonathan replied. “I’ve already contacted the schools, all the businesses, and sent out emails to everybody. Unfortunately, not everybody is going to be looking at their email in the next few minutes. So I have a couple of people making phone calls and sending text messages to get the word out. I’ve already called the medical center, but I’ll try again. She didn’t answer her page last time, so she could have already left.”
“Shit,” RJ said. “Keep trying her cell phone for me, would you, Jonathan? Once she gets too far from Corbin’s Bend, she won’t have any more coverage. I gotta go check out three campsites and make sure I don’t have anybody stuck out here.”
“I’ll do my best to reach her.”
“I know you will. Thanks Jonathan, I gotta run.”
Chapter 11
RJ set off at a comfortable jog speed; one that would cover ground quickly but not tire him out. The first campsite was about a mile from the watchtower and he was there in less than fifteen minutes. There was nobody there and when he checked the fire it was cold with no evidence that anyone had been there recently. He headed out for the second campsite which was further away and deeper into the wilderness area. It too was empty though there were signs that someone had been there if not last night, then the previous night. He looked at the not-so fresh footprints around the site and it appeared that they had gone west, away from the fire. The best he could figure was that they should be in no danger if they had headed west at least a day ago.
The last site had a small tent pitched, but there was no one around. He called out and didn’t get a reply. The river was about a half a mile away and he headed in that direction after he attached a note with a safety pin on the zipper tab of the tent telling them they needed to evacuate the area then head west or to the trail-head from the watchtower. As he neared the river, he heard splashing and laughing. He took a look as he got closer and saw a man and a woman playing in the water. They were completely naked and totally enjoying themselves. He called out to them.
He called out to let them know he was there, but there was no response from them; they obviously couldn’t hear him over their splashing.
He pulled out the whistle that hung around his neck on a lanyard tucked under his shirt and gave it three sharp blows.
The man’s head jerked up and the woman reflexively slipped down into the water up to her neck, making sure she was completely covered. The man stood up in the waist deep water and called out, “Who’s there?”
“Forest ranger. I’ll move back into the woods and give you a chance to get out of the water and get dressed. But we need to evacuate the area.”
“I can’t see you,” the young man yelled back. “Show yourself. I want some identification.”
RJ stepped out and walked closer to the river. His uniform identified him as a forest ranger and of course he wore his badge.
“RJ Butler,” he identified himself by name. “There’s a fire east of here. We don’t think it’s going to reach us, but we want to get everybody evacuated. Do you need help? I can go with you back to your campsite, help you pack up, and we can go together to the watchtower and then take the trail to the trail-head. Your other option would be to head west, further away from the fire, but I would really recommend that you simply evacuate the area altogether.”
The man waded out of the water, grabbed a towel to dry himself off, and got dressed. Then he asked RJ to turn around while the woman came out of the water. While RJ was facing the other way, giving them a little privacy, the man said they’d appreciate a little help in packing up.
“We parked at the trail-head at the other side of the area so if we could get help taking down our tent, we’ll go to our car.”
“Sure thing, we’ll get you on your way quickly. I want you to head straight to your vehicle, though. No side trips, no stopping to take pictures. Straight to your car.”
“Yes, sir, we’ll do that.”
RJ had them on their way within twenty minutes. They were almost out of water so he gave them each a bottle from his backpack. Once they were off, he was free to head to the trail-head where his own vehicle was parked. He knew a shortcut and he took that since there was no further need to stop at the tower.
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