Chapter 5

Day 97

"Up ahead! There's an overlook up ahead!"

Allison stuck her arm between Jack and Abigail so she could point towards the switchback up the road in front of them.

"Damn, that's a hell of a drop-off," Abigail said.

"Oh, yeah," Allison replied.

Abigail looked in her sun visor mirror. Her excited, young lover now had her face plastered against the window, looking down into the abyss that flanked them.

"You ain't shittin'," Jack said. He glanced past Abigail and out her window.

"Just keep your eyes on the road, Jack," Abigail insisted.

His knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel, which actually put Abigail at ease, not that she was particularly nervous driving up the side of Mt. Rainier towards the Sunrise Visitor Center. Tens of thousands of people traversed this road regularly without injury. She trusted Jack's driving, trusted the engineers who built and maintained the road, and enjoyed the thrill of the drive. The drop off was a little unnerving, but the view was phenomenally breathtaking. Interestingly enough, Jack seemed to be the most nervous about the drive.

Just before they approached a particularly sharp switchback, a parking lot opened up on the inside of the curve. Jack pulled in, and only when the car was in park, did he relax.

Allison was out of the car, new digital camera in hand, almost before the vehicle came to a stop. She was the most excited about their day excursion to the national park. It was the last weekend before school started, and she was making the most of it.

Jack shook the tension from his hands.

"You want me to drive the rest of the way up the mountain?" Abigail asked.

"No, I'm good. Just need to rest a bit." He glanced at her. "It wasn't so much that I was nervous, you know. I'm carrying some pretty precious cargo in this car, and there's no reason to be careless."

She patted his leg and smiled. "I know, Sweetie. Ya done good."

He leaned over and gave her a warm kiss.

"Let's go see if we can see any signs of impending eruption of this volcano, shall we?"

They climbed out of the car and joined Allison, who was standing on top of the low stone wall that separated the road from the parking lot. She was snapping picture after picture as she turned in a slow circle, trying to capture the amazing panoramic view. Abigail felt a momentary fear that Allison might fall into the road that curved around the parking lot, as a steady stream of slow-moving traffic rounded the curve and continued either up or down the mountainside. She tamped down the urge to control her sister, which was no small feat for the mother bear inside her.

"I don't even know where to look," Allison said, breathlessly. "It's like visual overload."

They were blessed with a beautiful, clear blue sky, temperatures in the low 70s, and only a slight breeze. The parking lot was only half full, to Abigail's surprise; she had expected to have to fight the crowds on such a nice day. Abigail took deep, slow breaths, inhaling the crisp, cool, mountain air. With each breath, she felt a little more rejuvenated.

Abigail hadn't realized how much she needed this trip. While work had been enjoyable, it had been hectic, trying to sell her new program ideas to the executive team and then pushing those ideas through the bureaucratic red tape. Her biggest frustration was making presentation after presentation, to one group or another, before any type of decision could be made. She understood the importance of the presentations, but they really hindered her efficiency.

Abigail looked out over the surrounding mountain peaks. By themselves, they would have been so majestic, as each craggy peak towered over the forested valley below. However, next to the mountain peak behind her, the other peaks seemed almost insignificant. She turned and looked at the glacier covered volcano. The glare of the sun off the perpetual ice was virtually blinding.

"You know what sucks?" Jack said. He had somehow wrested the camera away from Allison and was looking at the view screen.

Abigail stepped over to him. "What?"

"You can't really capture the majesty of it all, you know? You can barely make out the mountain from the blue sky around it. See, the glare kind of washes out the picture."

He looked up and scanned the view to either side of him. Then he sighed.

"Not that it would matter, but how do you capture such an amazing 360 degree view like this?"

Abigail didn't say anything. His questions were rhetorical, after all. But she silently agreed with his assessment.

"Hey, Abbie, Jack! Com're!"

Both adults turned towards Allison's voice. She had crossed the parking lot as well as the road that continued up the mountain. She was standing at another little overlook, looking down at the valley below. Jack took Abigail's hand and they strolled over to her.

"Look at the color of that little lake," she said, as they drew near.

Abigail looked down and smiled. Hundreds of feet below them, was a mountain meadow of deep green. The blanket of grass was interrupted only by the occasional alpine tree and small lake of the darkest, richest, blue-green Abigail had ever seen. It was almost serene amongst the wildness of the surrounding landscape.

"Wow, I'm not sure I've ever seen color like that," she said.

"I have," Jack said. Abigail looked at him. He had captured Allison's face between his hands and was looking directly into her eyes.

"You're right!" Abigail exclaimed, as she also focused on her sister's eyes. "Allison, your eyes are almost exactly the same beautiful color right now. I never realized you had any green in them."

Allison blushed and lowered her face for a moment, a momentary shyness that sent a wave of love into Abigail's heart. Allison looked back at them and smiled.

"Come on. Let's go see what's at the top."

The trio piled back in the car and continued up the mountain, Jack taking every curve and switchback with caution. The road eventually dumped them into a huge parking lot. The mountain was off to their left, like an enormous mural painted in the sky. The parking lot was obviously on top of a smaller peak adjacent to the main peak. A beautiful alpine meadow rose up in front of them and stretched around to their right. A series of walking trails started near the parking lot and crisscrossed the meadow until it disappeared over the edge of the slope.

"My God," Jack said, his voice tinged with awe. "Is this heaven? 'Cause it sure ain't Iowa."

They parked near a large alpine-styled building—the visitors' center, Abigail presumed. Jack went inside to get information on hiking trails while the girls went to the restroom. They met Jack behind the building on the beginning of a paved walkway. He was eating an ice cream cone.

"Hey! What about us?" Allison whined.

"I didn't forget about you."

"Well, then? Where are ours?"

He licked a runaway drip of melting cream, and then sucked a large amount of it off the top.

"You know."

Abigail snatched the trail map from his hand, but kept quiet, content to let Allison and Jack do their normal banter, but curious as to what he was talking about.

"What are you talking about?" Allison asked, obviously as perplexed as Abigail.

"I'll give it to you, but I can't do it here. Maybe later, on one of the trails, if there's nobody else around."

Allison groaned and smacked Jack on the arm. Abigail rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, you are such a perv!" Allison said.

"I tell you what, Jack," Abigail said, as she slipped her arm through Allison's. "Since you already got your treat, you don't get ANYTHING else."

Allison giggled, and the two girls put extra sway into their hips as they started up the trail. After about 20 steps, Abigail looked behind her. Jack was standing where they left him. He was finishing off his cone and watching them. By the time they reached a fork in the trail, Jack had started after them.

"That's OK," he said, as he drew near. "It's warm out here, so a cold treat was exactly what I wanted. The treats you two are offering are entirely too hot."

"You want cold?" Abigail said. "We'll give you cold. Come on, Allison. Jack obviously wants some alone time on this hike."

The two girls lifted her noses in the air and continued up the right-hand path, their arms still linked. Jack fell in behind them.

"Nice scenery up here, huh?" he said.

Allison glanced back at him. "He's gawking at our asses," she whispered to Abigail.

"Just ignore him."

They walked a little while longer, stopping occasionally to enjoy the vistas, and to make a show of excluding him, as they talked about one thing or another. When they began to tire of that game, they changed things up a bit. They held hands as they walked, taking one opportunity after another to stop so they could kiss and touch. If Jack was affected by it, he masked it well, trailing along behind them nonchalantly. Abigail, however, was getting turned on by the public intimacy she and Allison were sharing. The younger girl was obviously equally affected, because as the afternoon wore on, their kisses became more involved and their touching became more purposeful. By the time they made it back to their car, Abigail's heart was racing and her panties were soaked. She hoped the evidence wasn't visible through her pale blue cotton capris. As they stood next to the car waiting for Jack to arrive, Allison pinned Abigail against the door and kissed her hard. She held Abigail's face in her trembling hands as their tongues wrestled. Allison obviously was beyond caring what anyone would think of their public display, and within minutes, so was Abigail. Abigail's arms circled Allison's waist as she pulled her crotch hard against her thigh.

"Whoa, girls, this is a family friendly national park."

They reluctantly broke their kiss at Jack's words, though they continued to hold each other tightly. Abigail could see by the wanton excitement in Allison's eyes that they were equally keyed up. As soon as Jack unlocked the door, the girls scrambled into the back seat and resumed their pawing, hands and mouths seeking out any part of each other they could find. Abigail's need was rising, the tension building inside her, seeking release.

"As much as I love the air freshener you two are filling our car with, I'm going to have to roll down my window or else it will fog up."

The girls ignored him. Abigail was leaning against her door, half laying and half sitting. Allison was on top of her, grinding her crotch down on Abigail's thigh. Allison sucked Abigail's neck and rubbed her breasts beneath her shirt.

"Oh, God," Abigail breathed, as she rested her head against the window.

Allison worked her fingertips under the wire of Abigail's bra, pushing it up so she could attack her nipples. Allison pinched one hardening bud and bit down on Abigail's shoulder.

"Fuck..." Abigail hissed, as she had both hands cupping Allison's ass, pulling her hard into her thigh as the younger sister gyrated her hips. Abigail slipped one hand between them and insinuated it into Allison's shorts. The angle wasn't good, but when Abigail's fingers brushed through Allison's sparse pubic hair and into the humid cleft of her pussy, Allison bolted upright and started riding her sister hard. She pulled her hand out of Abigail's shirt and rested it on the back of Jack's seat. With the other she palmed the ceiling above her head, giving her not only leverage, but also something to push off of each time she ground down on Abigail's leg.

"Oh," Allison whimpered. "Oh, God..."

"Ride it, Girl," Abigail husked. "Fuck my finger and my thigh and make yourself come. That's right, come all over my hand, you naughty little girl. I bet the people in the car behind us are getting quite an eyeful."

Allison eyes snapped open and she glanced behind them. Her eyes opened wide when she saw that the following car was not even three car lengths behind them.

"Oh shit," she gasped, and sped up her grinding.

Abigail was feeling particularly naughty now, so she shoved her hand and thigh up hard against Allison's pussy. With her other hand she pinched Allison's nipple hard through her shirt and bra.

Allison shrieked and spasmed as her orgasm tore through her, her body reflexively humping hard against Abigail.

"Holy shit," Jack groaned. "You two are going to make me wreck the fucking car."

As Allison's orgasm eased, she collapsed on Abigail, panting for breath.

"I'm ... so embarrassed, ... but ... that ... was ... amazing."

Allison lifted her head and captured Abigail's lips in another heated kiss. Abigail let out a moan into Allison's mouth when she felt firm pressure against her soaked crotch. Pleasure surged through her as her swollen clit and throbbing lips were squished between her pelvis and Allison's leg. She broke the kiss and looked through lidded eyes into Allison's.

"Hump my knee," Allison whispered, then pressed her leg even harder into Abigail.

Abigail reached down with both hands and grabbed Allison's thigh, pulling it forward and grinding against Allison's knee.

"Fuck..." Abigail gasped. She was right there, riding the edge of orgasm. She thrust her hips against Allison faster, moaning and thrashing her head back and forth. Goosebumps suddenly erupted across her skin, hardening her nipples even more. She shoved her pelvis hard against Allison, opened her eyes wide, and wailed. "I'M FUCKING COMING!"

The orgasm hit her hard. She squeezed Allison's leg helplessly as her sister renewed her thrusting. Again and again, Allison's hard knee drove against her cunt. The orgasm was hard, but it was quick, and the pleasure quickly faded.

"Stop ... stop ... stop..." she begged, as she pushed against Allison.

Allison obeyed and stopped her relentless assault, collapsing again on her sister. Both girls were panting and sweaty.

"Oh, Sweet Jesus," Abigail gasped.

Jack grunted. "You two have teased me all afternoon, and then you do that? That was so fucking hot and so fucking unfair."

Abigail tried to see into Jack's review mirror, but her vision was obscured by his seat's headrest. She could hear the playful pout in his voice. After another minute or so, she nudged Allison to get off. The younger girl plopped down in her seat and began to readjust her clothes. Abigail sat up and looked in the mirror. Jack looked back at her with wild eyes.

"I think I'm ready for my ice cream cone now," she purred.

"It's more like a lollipop, isn't it?" Allison asked.

Jack drove for another couple of minutes until they were off the mountainside and under the canopy of trees that filled the valley. He pulled into the first secluded gravel parking lot, which appeared to be for a little used trailhead. He drove back into the empty lot as far as he could.

"Get out of the car, Jack," Abigail commanded, opening her door as she spoke. Her heart was still pounding, and even though she was sated from her orgasm, seeing her husband's frantic lust kept her simmering.

Jack was quickly out of the car and moved to stand in her doorway. She slipped from the car and dropped to her knees in the gravel. Sharp edges dug through her pants and into her knees, but she ignored it. Allison scrambled over and was on her hands and knees on the back seat with her head out Abigail's door. Jack had already unzipped his pants and Abigail fished his cock out of his shorts. The head was coated in juice. She fisted the shaft and rubbed the oily lube over the thick knob. Then she leaned forward and swallowed the staff to the root.

"Fuck..." Jack gasped, as he grabbed the open door to keep himself from falling.

Abigail vigorously stroked his cock with her lips and tongue, then pulled him free and aimed him at her sister. Allison took him inside and sucked him as enthusiastically as Abigail. Jack began to move his hips back and forth, fucking her mouth. Abigail helped by pushing his ass forward with her hand. Allison went too deep, gagged and pulled back a bit, but didn't release him. Abigail watched as Allison sucked hard, her cheeks caving in. As Jack groaned and his legs started to shake, Abigail pushed him back. His cock popped free of Allison's mouth, free only for a moment, until Abigail swallowed it again.

"Oh, shit ... coming..." he groaned.

He jerked once and a warm flood of thick spunk filled her mouth. She swallowed once, but then captured the last three or four spurts in her mouth. She pulled off Jack's still twitching cock and looked up at him with a smile. He was panting and watching her with an exhausted expression. Then she turned to Allison and kissed her, pushing his come into her mouth. The sisters shared his offering for a few minutes before swallowing it. When they parted, Allison quickly licked all around Abigail's face, cleaning up the mess they made. Abigail returned the favor before both girls looked at Jack's shrinking cock.

"You might want to put that away before someone sees you," Abigail smirked.

Jack chuckled as he slipped his penis back into his shorts.

"Now how do you expect me to drive?" he asked.

"You'll figure it out. Remember what you said earlier about precious cargo?"

Abigail climbed back into the seat and rubbed her sore knees. Allison took her hand and the sisters smiled lovingly at each other as Jack got back into the car. At that moment, another car pulled into the lot. A group of four college-aged guys were clearly there for a hike.

"Good timing," Jack muttered, and gave the guys a casual wave.

Both girls giggled as he backed up the car, swung it around and pulled back onto the road.

Day 99

Jack took a deep breath before he stepped into the classroom. He quietly made his way to the front, smiling and nodding to students who glanced up at him. Most just went back to whatever they were doing, with the exception of a couple of coeds who were sitting about halfway towards the front. His friendly smile was met with long appraising looks that he felt burning into his backside after he passed them. He set his bag on a table next to the lectern, then rifled through it until he found his stack of syllabi and the class roster. Then he sat down to wait until time to start. He made a show of perusing the roster in an effort to calm his nerves.

Jack knew once he started to teach, he'd fall right into a groove. He'd never had problems presenting in classes before, and surely this couldn't be much different. Dr. Weiss provided the textbook and the syllabus; all Jack needed to do was teach the material. Still, his mouth and hands had flipped, in that the former was arid as the desert, and the latter wet with sweat.

He tried to remember everything Dr. Weiss told him, all the tips and pointers. However, they were jumbled up with everything he'd learned during his own first day of classes. His Master's degree work was going to be a lot harder than his Bachelor's, and more than once he'd wondered if he was in over his head. Dr. Weiss seemed confident in Jack's abilities based on his undergrad work, his test scores and his presence during their meetings. Jack tried to take strength from his advisor's assessment.

Jack looked at his watch. It was time, so he grabbed his papers and stepped to the lectern. After a silent prayer, he looked out over 15 strange faces. Some appeared enthusiastic, others seemed bored, and still others seemed indifferent. The two girls, halfway back, just seemed enthralled. One batted her eyelashes and gave him what he assumed was supposed to be a sexy smile, but which failed miserably. Jack stifled his laugh, grateful that the moment melted some of his nervousness.

"Welcome to class, everyone," he said warmly. "Just to make sure you are in the right place, this class is Genetics and Molecular Ecology, and I'm your instructor, Jack Williams."

He waited for a moment as the students looked at him blankly. Several began to whisper and still others pulled out their course schedules. One even grabbed his bag and stood to leave. A couple of students just chuckled.

"I thought this was Marketing Concepts," one brave guy piped up.

"Oh?" Jack glanced down at his papers. "Well, I guess it is."

He looked back up and grinned. There was more laughter, and a few groans, as students caught on.

"OK, then, welcome to Marketing Concepts. I'm Jack Williams, or at least I think I am. The first thing you need to learn is that I like humor, and I like to think I'm funny. However, if you think I'm not, then you are just like most everyone else I know. I'm passing a roster around, initial it next to your name. I'm also passing out the syllabus. Take one. If you take two, you have to do twice as much work. While these are being passed around, I think it's as good a time as any to get to know each other."

There were more groans from the class.

"I knew you'd love this part. We're going to go around the room. You stand up and introduce yourself. Tell us your class level—freshman, sophomore, etc., then tell us what you hope to get from this class. There are several incorrect answers to this question, such as 'I dunno' or 'course credit'. Lastly, tell us something unique about yourself, but please keep it 'G' rated."

Jack looked around the room.

"Let's see, since the students in the front row are either the most eager to learn, or were the last into the classroom, we'll start ... in the back."

The first student stood tentatively and started to talk. Jack felt a release of his tension. The class was underway, and he hadn't had a heart attack yet.

He jotted down notes as the students introduced themselves. When they were done, he introduced himself, the class, and the expectations. There was a little more than 20 minutes of class left when he finished, so he started lecturing, covering the first half of the first chapter. Jack marveled at how comfortable he was by this point, and the class really seemed to warm up. Several students engaged him in friendly banter as they talked, and most everyone stayed focused. All too soon, they were done.

The students started to gather their things to leave, so Jack did the same. A couple of guys approached him.

"Mr. Williams?"

Jack looked up. "Seth, right?" Seth was one of the more outgoing students.

"Yeah."

"What can I do for you guys?"

"You mentioned you like sports. You play basketball at all?"

Jack shrugged. "Play as in play well, or play as in fill up court space?"

Seth smiled. "Either."

"Sure, I've been known to bump and run a bit."

"Well, Rob and I get together with some other guys a couple of times a week to play. We could always use another body."

Jack looked at the two guys for moment. "Sure, if I've got free time, I'd love to play."

"Cool. We're playing tomorrow about 11:30. You free?"

"My schedule says I am, but whether that's reality or not, I don't know. Give me the particulars and I'll try to make it."

Seth gave Jack the location and his cell number. As he started to leave, he turned back to Jack.

"If we let you win, will you give us extra credit?"

Seth grinned, and Jack knew he was kidding.

"I don't think so. You're not cute enough."

The students laughed, said goodbye, and made their exit.

'Not a bad first day, ' Jack thought, with a smile, and followed them out of the room.

Day 99

Allison didn't want to be nervous. She kept telling herself that she was a bright, attractive, friendly, and interesting young woman. She tried not to let her apprehension show as she walked onto the Bellevue High School campus. Still, this was the first time she'd ever gone to school in a new town, with new kids. What would they think of her? Would they find her Tennessee upbringing fascinating or loathsome? In the past, Allison was one of the upper-crust kids; now she was an outsider. She wished that she hadn't let Abigail talk her into meeting with the school counselor and enrolling the previous day. Had she waited, she could have avoided this awkwardness by hanging out in the counselor's office right now.