Cole asked me if I wanted to have one more drink before going back up to the cabin. I agreed. The last drink made me feel tipsy and flirty.
With no one else left in the dining room beside us, I moved beside Cole and grabbed his cock.
“Lindsay,” Cole exclaimed, surprised that I’d do it there. He looked around, but nobody was there.
“Let’s go,” I told him.
“Okay,” he agreed. I felt his cock stiffen up under his pants.
He leaned in and kissed me.
“Not here,” I told him, pulling away. He let me go but I saw that look in his eyes.
I gave him a flirty grin and started to walk toward the door.
“Wait,” Cole called out to me.
I looked back and he motioned for me to come into the kitchen.
“I have to get something out of my office,” he told me.
“Okay,” I said, not trying to hid my impatience to get him back to his bedroom.
He chuckled. “ “Come this way so we don’t disturb Clark,” he waved as he led me through the kitchen and out the kitchen side door.
I followed him to a row of doors. He opened one and flicked on the lights. All it was was a small room with a desk and two chairs. There was a computer on the desk that had dust on it.
I smiled. “What do you use this office for?” I asked him.
“I keep work files in here. I do an inventory on my end which is hardware, lawn care, stuff like that. I use the computer when I need to send emails and stuff.” He laughed. “I hardly spend any time in here,” he confessed.
“Okay,” I said and waited for him to do whatever he needed to do in there.
Instead, he closed the door behind me and pushed me down onto the desk. He reached behind my back to unzip my dress.
“Cole!” I said, shocked.
He just smiled his sly grin. “I couldn’t wait any longer,” he said as he unzipped my dress. “Take it off.”
18
Cole
Lindsay stood and pulled up her dress over her head. She stood in my tiny office wearing only a white lace bra and matching panties.
And I wasn’t going to let her wear those for long either. I reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. I watched as Lindsay’s perky, round tits sprang from their enclosure.
I moaned at the sight of them. “Take off your panties,” I told her and I watched as she slowly lowered them and stepped out of them.
Now, she stood before me completely naked. I moved her to the desk and turned her around. I bent her over it and unzipped my pants. I pushed down my boxers and pulled out my cock.
I was horny as hell tonight and just needed to fuck Lindsay. I playfully slapped her ass and then moved my hard cock in to find her pussy. She seemed tight tonight.
I used my fingers to part her lush lips. She was dripping wet. I groaned in anticipation of feeling my cock inside of her.
I pushed my fingers inside of her wetness and pulled them back out. I put them into my mouth to taste her pussy juices. Oh my God, she tasted sweet.
I pushed my throbbing dick into her hole. She grunted in appreciation of my fat cock as I pushed until I was fully sheathed inside her wetness to the hilt.
“Oh, Cole,” she called out as I pulled my cock out of her and pushed it back in again. She arched her back and turned her head to look at me. The look in her eyes nearly drove me wild. I quickened the pace of my thrusting and her eyes rolled back into her head.
I pushed her chest down on the desk and fucked her hard from behind. She cried out with each thrust. I rammed her harder and harder each time until the desk started to move with along with us.
“Cole,” Lindsay cried out my name. My balls slapped off of her ass with each thrust. I held on to her shoulders so that I could reach even deeper into her pussy with my cock.
I pounded her pussy hard, deep, and fast, ramming her from behind. When I felt like I was going to come, I stopped and pulled out of her. I didn't want to come just yet.
I wanted Lindsay to ride me. I moved to sit in the chair and told her to get on. Lindsay obeyed me and climbed onto my cock. I held onto her ass to hold her up and I moved it up and pushed it down over my thick, waiting dick.
“Oh, Lindsay,” I groaned as I held her hips and thrust up into her body. I moved her faster and she held on to the back of the chair to ride me. I let go of her ass and let her ride me herself. I wanted to massage her plump tits.
I played with each one and then I put them into my mouth. Her nipples were salty and I lapped at each one with my tongue. She cried out in pleasure as I nibbled and sucked on the hard peaks.
I felt her pussy start to contract and knew that she was going to come soon. I grabbed her ass to support her body and helped her ride my cock.
Soon, she was screaming out with her orgasm. I felt her pussy juices flow over my cock and she pulled me impossibly deeper inside of her. I felt my cock begin to pulsate and throb and this time I couldn’t hold back. I held onto her with all my might and fucked her until my vision went black around the edges.
I cried out as the most intense orgasm I’d every had took over my body. I was out of control as I came and I used the last of my energy to thrust up into her pussy one last time, filling her with my warm, sticky cum before falling back into the chair with complete exhaustion.
Lindsay was slumped over me and I held her to me. Both of us were breathing hard and I took a moment before lifting her off of my cock. I stood her up and came up to meet her as I kissed her lips tenderly.
“That was the best office sex ever,” I told her as I kissed her.
“I think that I’d have to agree,” she whispered back, too weak to talk.
I moved my hands over her body once again before picking up her underwear and dress so that she could get dressed.
“Clark might have heard us,” I said.
“Yeah, he probably did,” Lindsay answered, blushing but smiling.
I smiled back at her. She was the most gorgeous girl in the world to me.
I let her dress and we quietly left my office and went into the kitchen to get a drink. Then, we snuck out the back door.
19
Sophie
Alec and I had become friends. I was not sure how, but it had happened. I was completely attracted to him but decided that it wasn’t in my best interest to fall for him. I lived in New York City. He lived in the smallest town on the planet in Colorado.
It could never work between us. And, he didn’t push it. I think that he was attracted to me as well, but had so far been a complete gentleman; something that you don’t find in the city, that was for sure.
We discussed what to do about the mound of dirt that we had found on the mountain. We decided to tell the Silverthorne police department. Funny thing was, they didn’t take the report too seriously.
“Probably an illegal kill and the hunter buried the carcass so he wouldn’t get fined,” the officer had said.
I wasn’t so sure about it, but Alec said that it was possible. Anyway, I gave the officer the map of the location that Big Jim had drawn and he said that he’d go up and check it out. If he did, I had no idea.
I also asked the officer if any missing persons had been located or reported. He had told me no. They only had my report and there was no new information on Lindsay Gemmer’s whereabouts.
Alec said that since she wasn’t from around here, maybe I should file a missing person report in New York. How did we know that she didn’t go home and go missing there?
I got the motel to open her room when she was supposed to check out and didn’t and they found all of her luggage, her purse, ID, and cell phone inside the room still. That meant that she didn’t go back to New York. I reported this to the police and they added it to their file.
“Now what?” Alec asked me.
“I don’t know.” I felt defeated. “People just don’t go missing for no reason,” I told him. “I can�
�t believe the police aren’t doing more about this.”
“I know. I guess that we don’t have these kinds of problems around here too much and they don’t know what to do,” he suggested.
“Maybe,” I said.
I felt like I was at a dead end.
I was determined not to leave until I knew something more about where Lindsay was. Since that meant that I was going to be there over Christmas, Alec asked if I wanted to hang out with him. He didn’t’ want to see me be all by my lonesome.
On Christmas Eve., he took me to the local pub in Blue Haven. Some of his buddies were playing in the band that night. We were having a great time and I was happy for his company.
The news came on during an intermission and they showed the pictures of two men who were wanted for questioning by the police. Looking at their pictures, I swore that I had seen those guys somewhere.
Then I had realized that they had been in the same bar as us. The one guy had a scar on his face and they were sitting at the booth at the end of the row. I looked over and they were gone. Two full beers sat on the table right where they had left them.
Damn, they must have seen their pictures on the TV and took off. Too bad that Alec was outside getting his wallet from the truck where he had forgotten it in the glove compartment.
Something about that two men made me feel uneasy and now that I knew the police were looking for them, I knew why.
20
Lindsay
The twins had asked me to show them some of my wildlife photos and tell them about them. I said that I’d try but I might not be able to remember very much. They didn’t seem to care about that part and were just happy to be able to see them.
I invited them over to Cole’s place while Cole was working. I thought that that would give me something to do for a while and I was looking forward to getting to know Cole’s twin nephews better.
They were delighted with the invitation. I asked Angela to come too, and she agreed. I made a pot of coffee for Angela and me and got out the laptop. When they showed up, we all sat around the kitchen table and began going through the pictures.
I started with the ones with the elephants since I was in those ones. As we were flipping through them, the twins were trying to guess where the pictures were taken.
“Looks like Nepal,” Reid said.
“Nepal?” I asked him. That rang a bell.
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. When Cole and I had first looked at these photos, we just assumed that elephants lived in Africa. But when Reid said Nepal, he was right!
“I remember where I was when I took these photos,” I exclaimed happily. “Reid, how did you know that it was Nepal?” I asked him.
“From the building in one of these backgrounds with you and your friends. It’s Patan, a Buddist temple. We studied it in geography,” he said, looking at Angela.
“You’re right,” Angela said, looking closer at the picture. That’s definitely Patan!”
“And I remember that I was with a film crew doing a photo shoot in the Himalayan mountains,” I told them, happily.
I couldn’t believe that I remembered about these pictures. I was so happy that I wanted to jump up and down with joy. Problem was, I couldn't remember anyone's name in the pictures. I didn’t even remember my last name. Just places. Nepal and elephants.
But that was a start. There were tons of Nepal and Himalayan mountain pictures and I remembered the stories about almost each one . It was amazing how my memories were coming back.
Then I remembered my journal. I kept a day by day journal of everywhere I went. I wanted to make it onto a book one day, along with the pictures that I’ve taken. A big photo book popped into my mind and I clearly remembered looking at it recently. It was of older pictures that I had taken when I had first started out.
Where was the photo book now? I wondered. Is that why I was there? To take photos of something? That’s what I was doing in the woods! I wanted to find something for my book!
The memories kept pouring in. I was overjoyed but overloaded at the same time.
“I just wish that I could remember my last name,” I told Angela. “I’m remembering all of this stuff, but not any important details, like my name or where I live. And where is all of my stuff?” I wondered.
I had a feeling that it wasn’t all that far away. “Maybe I lost it in the woods that day?”
“Maybe you did,” agreed Angela. “Or maybe you didn’t. I bet you will remember soon. This is a great breakthrough,” she said happily.
“You’re right,” I agreed. “I’m getting impatient now. I really want to put together the last pieces of the puzzle of my life.”
“Don’t push yourself too hard,” Angela said. “It will come, you will see.”
And she was right. Small details popped into my mind all day. Mostly about my work and my book. Nothing about my family or where I actually lived. Maybe I traveled too much and didn’t live anywhere? Was that even possible?
Angela and the boys left and I thanked them for stopping over. If it wasn’t for Reid mentioning Nepal, I might not have remembered anything.
I couldn’t wait for Cole to come home so that I could tell him about my memories coming back.
***
Cole came home and we had dinner. I excitedly told him about my afternoon and how my memories were coming back. I told him about Nepal and how Reid had guessed it right.
I was super excited, but Cole didn’t seem to be. Maybe he was tired from work. He had a long day today with fixing a leaky roof.
“That’s great, Lindsay. I’m happy for you,” he had said. But there was no happiness behind it.
After dinner, we watched a movie and went to be early. Cole was quiet all evening. He said that he had a lot to do tomorrow and that he was just tired when I had asked him if everything was okay.
Now I was getting worried. Was Cole upset because I was getting my memory back? Was he afraid of what I would remember?
Maybe he was right to feel that way. Just because we had been getting along well didn’t mean that I wouldn't remember another life. A life that Cole was not a part of.
And we had discussed the possibility before. But we had forgotten over the last week, enjoying our time with one another. That didn’t change that fact that there was the possibility of me having a significant other, one who was out there looking for me right then.
I couldn’t sleep all night. I just kept tossing and turning. At one point, I did drift off and strange dreams haunted me. The two men. The scar. My missing journal and photo book. And a girl with curly blonde hair. An angel?
21
Cole
I wasn’t happy to hear about Lindsay starting to get back her memory. I knew that it was extremely selfish of me, but I couldn’t help it. When she’d told me over dinner the night before how she was starting to remember more and more, I got upset.
I didn’t show it, but I sort of gave her the cold shoulder. I just needed time to process all of it. But I couldn’t help but feel that in the end, when she remembered who she was, she was going to leave.
Could I blame her? No. I knew it was coming. But I’d stupidly fooled myself into living this fairy tale life with Lindsay. Like she was the damsel in distress and I was her knight in shining armor.
Well, I was her knight. But when she got back her full memory, she wouldn’t need me anymore. She was talking about a journal and writing some book. She was not going to want to stay there at the resort. She’d feel trapped there. She was a world traveler, for Heaven’s sake.
We were two peas from very different pods.
And, what about her family? She said that she was only remembering places and stories. No people yet. What happened when she did though? It was just right around the corner. Like I’d told myself before, there was no way a woman like her didn't have a boyfriend or a husband.
I told Lindsay that I was happy for her and kept these thoughts to myse
lf. I didn’t want to rain on her parade. She was so excited to be getting her memory back little by little.
I left early in the morning to go to work without saying anything to Lindsay. I didn’t know what to say to her and I didn’t want to argue or make her feel like she had done something wrong. She was simply remembering her life and I had no right to begrudge her that.
My emotions were so conflicted. What had I been thinking? Cole, you idiot.
I was having a bad day all around. Everything was pissing me off. I didn’t know what to do. I probably should have just gone and talked to Lindsay about how I was feeling. She probably already knew anyway. We’d talked about it happening.
Problem was that she didn't really know me. I’d told Lindsay briefly about my bad relationships but she didn't really get that I truly did vow to never fall in love again. And, that’s what I just did. I fell in love.
And I was angry at myself for allowing it to happen. I wasn’t really angry at Lindsay. But I was taking it out on her which wasn’t fair and I knew that.
I decided to go and talk with Brad. I needed to get this all off of my chest and I was closest to Brad out of all of my brothers. He also had a certain wisdom about him like our father had and whenever I needed advice, Brad was the one I went to.
I found him in his office doing some paperwork. I knocked on his door and went inside. I just stood there, not sure where to start. Talking about feelings wasn't my strong point.
Brad raised an eyebrow at me when I didn’t say anything.
“What’s up?” he asked.
“Lindsay is getting her memory back.” That’s all I had to say.
Brad nodded. “I heardfrom the boys and Angela,” he told me.
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