by Ali Spooner
She stepped inside Marissa’s kitchen.
“You certainly look comfortable,” Marissa said.
She was spooning the cooked apples onto a piecrust and Nat sat at the table to watch as she placed the top crust above the steaming fruit and pressed it onto the edge of the pie plate.
“You make that look so easy,” Nat said as she watched Marissa’s hands move gracefully around the edge of the pie plate.
“It is easy,” Marissa said.
“Easy for you maybe,” Nat said with a wink.
“It will take a couple of hours for the pie to bake, so we can take that bath while it cooks, if you would like,” Marissa said.
“I will start carrying in cold water from the well and we can use some of the wash water that is already boiling, if that is fine with you,” Nat said.
“That’s fine and I will wash these while you carry the water,” Marissa said, as she picked up Nat’s dirty clothing. “They are well overdue for washing.”
“I guess I could buy a few more pairs of dungarees,” Nat said.
“That might not be a bad idea,” Marissa said as she wrinkled her nose.
They walked outside together and she dropped the clothing into the wash pot as Nat started carrying water inside. She lit the candle on one of her trips inside and it quickly filled the room with the scent of lavender. When Nat had the tub filled halfway, she walked to the wash pot and started dipping out hot water as Marissa stretched her clean, wet clothing over the porch railing to dry. After a half a dozen buckets of the hot water were added to the bathtub, Nat thought it was the perfect temperature for a bath.
She stepped outside and took Marissa’s hand and led her inside. She slowly unbuttoned the buttons on her dress and lowered it from Marissa’s shoulders. Nat smiled at the perfect, white skin that was unveiled as the fabric of the dress was slowly lowered down Marissa’s body.
“So beautiful,” Nat whispered as her hands lowered first the dress and then Marissa’s undergarments.
Marissa’s body trembled under the soft touches of her fingers and Nat smiled as she caressed her body. “Are you ready for a bath?” she asked sweetly.
“Oh yes,” Marissa said nearly breathless.
Nat helped her into the tub of steamy water and then pulled her nightshirt over her head. She picked up the bottle of shampoo and stepped into the tub. She used a tin cup to scoop the water over Marissa’s head to soak her curls then poured some of the fragrant shampoo into her hand. She gently massaged the shampoo into Marissa’s scalp and then rinsed her head clean. She then pulled Marissa’s body back against her body and placed Marissa’s head on her shoulder as she began to softly stroke Marissa’s body under the water. Marissa turned her face toward Nat and her eyes begged for a kiss. Nat lowered her mouth onto Marissa’s as their tongues swirled together.
Nat’s hands cupped Marissa’s breasts and gently squeezed as their tongues continued to dance.
“Oh yes, Nat, take me please,” Marissa breathed when they broke their kiss.
Nat turned Marissa’s body to face hers and pushed her across the tub until she was pressed against the far end of the tub.
“Grab the sides of the tub,” Nat said.
She watched the excitement cross Marissa’s face when her body began to float to the surface of the tub. Nat moved between Marissa’s outstretched legs and her smile grew as she approached her lover. Marissa’s thighs draped over Nat’s shoulders as Nat’s hands returned to cup Marissa’s breasts. Nat nibbled the inside of Marissa’s thigh as her mouth moved closer to the downy covered mound between her thighs.
Nat’s fingers moved down to gently part Marissa’s lips as her tongue lapped at the soft bud, bringing it awake as Marissa forced her hips above the water. Nat placed her hands beneath Marissa’s body and supported her above the water as her tongue probed Marissa’s lips until it slid deeply into her opening. She swirled her tongue inside Marissa as her hips bucked in pleasure forcing Nat’s tongue deeper inside her body. Nat lapped and licked Marissa until she screamed out in pleasure and her thighs clamped around Nat’s head.
When Marissa could speak again, she purred across the water to Nat. “That was unbelievable,” she said, her face still flushed a deep red.
“You have got to feel how good that felt,” she said as she pushed Nat against the back of the tub. She kissed her passionately, tasting the sweetness of her pleasure on Nat’s lips. The taste only increased her hunger as she lifted Nat’s legs above her shoulders, as Nat grabbed for the edge of the tub.
Marissa’s tongue entered Nat’s body deeply and Marissa encircled one of her thighs with her arm and her fingers stroked across Nat’s blood swollen bud. Nat closed her eyes as the pleasure coursed through her body in waves until it built beyond her control and she flooded Marissa’s face with her juices.
Nat pulled Marissa into her body and they kissed deeply until the water began to cool. Marissa dunked Nat under the water and when she surfaced, she washed Nat’s hair and then her body. After they rinsed their bodies, they climbed carefully from the tub and dried their bodies. Nat slipped the nightshirt over her head and opened the drain on the tub as Marissa went into the bedroom. When she returned she was wearing a soft nightgown, her damp hair lying softly on her shoulders.
“Are you getting hungry?”
“I am starving,” Nat said.
“Have a seat at the table then, while I heat up some dinner,” Marissa said with a warm smile.
Nat watched as Marissa moved effortlessly around the kitchen, placing the meat and canned beans in the fireplace to warm. She checked the pie and it was coming along well. It should be ready by the time they finished dinner, so Marissa also put a pot of coffee in the fireplace. After dinner they could share the pie over a cup of coffee, she thought as she turned back around to find Nat watching her.
“You are so beautiful,” Nat said, as she watched Marissa approach.
She sat in Nat’s lap and they shared a heated kiss.
“You keep kissing me like that and I will be having you for supper,” Nat said as her hands slid under the nightgown.
“You can have me for dessert,” Marissa promised as she stood up to set the table, “After the apple pie, of course.”
PART EIGHT
Nat woke up starving when she smelled Marissa cooking in the kitchen. Marissa had placed her night shirt on the end of the bed and she slipped it over her head before going to the kitchen.
Biscuits were baking in the hearth as Marissa was frying bacon in a skillet.
“Good morning, Marissa,” Nat said as she hugged her lover from behind.
“Good morning, my love,” Marissa said as she turned in Nat’s arms and kissed her sweetly. “Are you hungry?”
“I am starving,” Nat said as she squeezed Marissa.
“Have a seat at the table and breakfast will be ready soon,” Marissa said.
Nat took a seat and was eying the apple pie when Marissa turned around. “Don’t even think about spoiling your breakfast,” she warned.
“Yes ma’am,” Nat said.
Marissa finished frying the bacon. “How would you like your eggs?”
“Fried for me,” Nat said and Gyp let out a “woof” of agreement. “Has she already been outside?” Nat asked.
“Yes, she went out when I first got up,” Marissa said. “She has kept me company since coming back inside.”
“She is an excellent companion,” Nat said as her fingers stroked the dog’s fur.
“She loves you dearly,” Marissa said.
“That feeling is mutual,” Nat said. “I don’t know what I would do without her.”
Marissa placed two eggs on Nat’s plate and two in Gyp’s bowl then turned away to cook her eggs. Nat broke up several slices of bacon and a biscuit and then broke the yokes on the egg for her companion. Nat buttered a biscuit and then poured some honey over it while she waited for Marissa to join her.
“Go ahead and eat while it’s hot,” Marissa said.
“No, I will wait for you,” Nat said. “You won’t be long.”
Marissa returned to the table and slid the eggs onto her plate and joined Nat at the table.
“Thank you for a great meal,” Nat said.
“You are most welcome, now let’s eat,” Marissa said.
Gyp had waited on Marissa and when she saw Nat begin to eat, Gyp stood and began to eat.
Marissa watched her closely. “She is so well disciplined.”
“Not discipline, Gyp has good manners,” Nat said with a wink.
They ate their fill of breakfast and Nat looked at Marissa. “What are you doing today?”
“I thought I would put a roast on for dinner, with some canned vegetables from the garden,” she said.
“Will you need to be here to watch over it?” Nat asked.
“No, I think the fire is low enough, it will cook slowly without burning. What do you have in mind?”
“I need to go into town to take the pelt in and make payment on some new breeches,” Nat said. “I also need to drop the buck head off to Smithy. Would you care to join, Gyp and me?”
“I would love to,” Marissa said and as she stood to clear the table, Nat reached for her and pulled Marissa into her lap.
Nat studied her face closely, tracing the fine lines at the corner of Marissa’s eyes with a slow fingertip as the smile on her face grew wide. Marissa’s eyes shined with excitement as Nat examined her face intently.
“Do you like what you see?” Marissa asked.
“No,” Nat said. “I love what I see.”
Marissa pulled Nat’s head down to meet her lips and kissed her softly. “You make me want you so badly,” Marissa whispered.
Nat smiled seductively at Marissa and scooped her up in her arms and carried her back to the bedroom. Gyp stretched lazily and trotted over to the fireplace in the bedroom and curled up for a nap.
She sat Marissa on the edge of the bed and lifted the night shirt above her head as Marissa’s hands caressed the length of Nat’s long muscular legs. Marissa’s hands on her body made her burn with desire and she reached behind her head to remove her night shirt, leaving her naked in front of her lover. Nat smiled down at Marissa as her hands moved around to fondle the cheeks of her ass as her tongue trailed from one hip bone to the other. Nat buried her hands in Marissa’s long hair as Marissa’s hands moved between them to cup Nat’s small breasts, causing her lover to moan with pleasure.
“I need you,” Marissa breathed against Nat’s skin.
Nat pulled back the covers on the bed and then joined Marissa on the bed. Marissa rolled her onto her back and straddled Nat’s waist. As she leaned forward, her hair cascaded down across Nat’s bare skin, leaving a trail of fire burning down Nat’s body. Nat moaned loudly as Marissa kissed down her body and her hair floated across Nat’s hard nipples.
“You like that feeling, hmm?” Marissa whispered against her skin.
“Oh yes, Marissa,” Nat said her voice full of passion.
“Then you should really like this,” Marissa said as she moved her right breast between Nat’s legs as she drug her nipple up Nat’s lips and across her aching clit and then moved down to repeat her movements.
“That feels so good,” Nat groaned.
Marissa felt Nat’s wetness coating her breast as she moved her body against Nat’s. “I am going to make you feel so much better.”
Marissa moved further down Nat’s body, her tongue tracing small circles around Nat’s clit, teasing her lover to the brink of climax only to back off and allow Nat to release the breath she was holding.
“Marissa, please,” Net begged.
Marissa’s fingers gently parted Nat’s lips and her tongue lavished slow kisses on Nat’s body as she drank in Nat’s juices. When her tongue finally entered Nat’s body, she shook uncontrollably and flooded Marissa’s face with her sweetness. Marissa climbed up Nat’s body, licking her lips as her eyes smiled at Nat.
“You taste so sweet, my love,” Marissa said as she whispered in Nat’s ear.
Nat took her in her arms and cradled her to her body. “You make me feel so loved,” she said.
“Because I love you so dearly,” Marissa said.
Nat stroked Marissa’s hair as she stared into her love filled eyes.
“May I return your love?” she asked.
“We have an errand to run first, but then you will have all afternoon,” Marissa promised.
“I will hold you to that,” Nat said.
“I certainly hope so,” Marissa said. “I will clean up and put the roast on while you get dressed and clean up the kitchen,” she said. “Then we will be off to see a woman about some breeches.”
Nat returned her smile as Marissa left her arms, leaving her body feel so empty. “I love you, Marissa.”
“I know and I love you too.”
Marissa poured fresh water into a bowl and washed her face. Her hands washed Nat’s wetness from her bare breasts and she smiled at the memory of their lovemaking. She patted her skin dry and slipped a clean dress over her head. Today she would forego undergarments, preferring instead to feel the soft cotton against her bare breasts. She would wear the coat Nat had bought for her to hide her brazenness as they walked to town.
Nat and Gyp waited for her out on the porch and when Marissa appeared from inside the house Nat reached for her hand and she picked up the small bag of supplies and they walked to Nat’s cabin.
Nat handed Marissa the small sack and walked around the cabin to pick up the buck head that she would sell to Smithy. She returned to Marissa and took her hand as they started into town.
Marissa and Gyp waited outside as Nat went inside to bargain with Smithy. He was impressed with the size and perfect condition of the buck’s head and paid Nat handsomely for the prize.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if this sold today,” Smithy said. “Be sure to keep me in mind if you do more hunting.”
“I will,” Nat said as she tucked the gold coins in her pocket and stepped outside to join Marissa and Gyp.
Nat took the sack from Marissa. “Is there anything you need while we are in town?”
“I will buy some coffee,” Marissa said.
“Take this then,” Nat said as she fished a gold coin from her pocket.
“I have money, Nat,” Marissa said.
“I know you do, but I’ve been the one drinking all your coffee.”
“That’s a small price to pay for all that you have done for me,” Marissa said.
“I’d say it was a pretty even deal, so let me buy this time,” Nat said.
Marissa took the offered coin and slipped it into the pocket of her coat as they walked to general store. She bought coffee while Nat picked out a dozen yellow apples.
“More apples?” she asked.
“Part of my deal for new breeches,” Nat said with a smile.
They paid for their items and then walked to the small house on the edge of town.
The Indian woman was sitting on her porch and smiled as they approached.
“Good day,” Nat said as she stepped onto the porch.
“Welcome back, my friend,” the woman said. “Come inside and I will size you.”
Nat and Marissa followed the woman into the small house while Gyp waited outside.
“You may have a seat there,” the woman said to Marissa as she pointed to a chair. She then took a length of rawhide in her hands as Nat sat the sack on the table.
“You have long legs to be so small in the hips,” the woman said as she measured Nat’s inseam.