She drove us to a spot on the river next to a bridge. We couldn’t see the river from where we were parked, but the sky was streaking all kinds of colors right before us.
Pam started kissing me and hugging me right there in the truck. She smelled so good. Her hair was soft, as it brushed across my face. She had real pretty hair but I kept getting it in my mouth when I was kissing her.
She giggled at me. “Pooh, if my hair is bothering you, I’ll just put it in a pony tail.”
“I like it. I like everything about you, but how come you’re with me and not Eze?”
“Gisela is with Eze silly. Besides, you’re gentle and I like that!”
“Ok, I wasn’t trying to talk you out of me. I mean, you kiss really well. I like kissing you.”
“See Pooh, that’s what I’m talking about, you’re just so cute! Let’s go down to the river.”
We got out and walked down a steep bank before we reached the river. It was really peaceful. The river was calm and quiet. The birds were just starting to wake up. It’s like we were the only two there.
She backed into me and wrapped my arms around her. I placed my chin on top of her head. I was happy.
This was wonderful. No, it wasn’t wonderful. It was terrible. I was leaving in a few hours. I wanted to stay here with Pam.
“Pooh, what are you thinking about?”
I told her. I was miserable.
The sun was starting to rise above the trees.
“You are so sweet! I like you too. I had so much fun dancing with you. You did really good for your first time!”
“How did you know? Was it that obvious?”
“Oh no, it really wasn’t. The girls that you were dancing with told me how cute you and Eze were on the dance floor. They said everyone was watching how hard you were trying, and that you must be doing it for someone special. That was me Pooh!”
“Well, yes it was. I feel so stupid!”
“Aw, you are too cute. Never feel stupid when you are trying to impress a woman. The more awkward something makes you feel, the more it turns us on, as long as we know that you’re doing it for us!”
She then gave me a full body hug and a long, wet kiss.
“Stay here, I need to run up to the truck for just a minute.”
“Okay, I’m not going anywhere, at least not for a few hours.”
I watched her scamper back up the bank. She sure was beautiful. What a day, I thought.
We had not even left town yet, and so many things had already happened. It would be pretty hard to keep this up. I’m sure that we’re going to do a lot of driving, and a lot of nothing. That’s okay. I’m going to need some sleep after the last two nights. I was starting to feel groggy. I could feel myself starting to nod off.
I felt a whisper, and then a kiss at the back of my neck.
“Okay Pooh, I’m ready.”
I turned to get another kiss, and “Oh my God! Where are your clothes? You’re naked!”
“Shhh! Let’s go up to the truck. I want to show you how special you made me feel last night.”
I had never seen a real woman completely naked before. She had milky white skin and a few freckles, but she was perfect. Wow, and she was strawberry blonde there too! I didn’t know they could come like that!
We made it back to the top of the bank and onto the trail. “Carry me Pooh!” I gladly picked her up and felt her warm curves. This was too much.
When we got to the truck I put her down. She reached up and tore the buttons from my shirt as she ripped it open and started kissing down my chest. I took off my t-shirt, and she was pulling my jeans down.
We opened the passenger door and I fell backwards and hit my head on the steering wheel. She kept giggling while she was kissing me and trying to get my jeans over my boots.
“Oh the hell with it” she said as she climbed on top of me and started kissing me all over again.
I was breathing really heavy, and had no idea of what to do, or what she wanted me to do.
“Just a minute.” I said.
“Oh Pooh, I want you. You are so damn sexy!” She laid on my chest and started kissing me again.
“Do you hear whistling?”
“That’s so sweet Pooh, you hear music when I kiss you!” she giggled.
“No, I hear someone whistling.”
There was an old black man with tobacco in his gums walking by with several cane poles going fishing. He stopped and looked in the window at us on the seat.
Pam turned her head and looked at him and started to giggle, “Hi, we hope that we’re not interrupting your fishing.”
“Ooo-Wee, that is the prettiest pussy I ever saw. Oh my, my, my! Red hair, with the sun hitting it like that, Ooo-Wee, that is the prettiest pussy I ever saw.” He just shook his head and kept walking down to the river. We could hear him keep saying it over and over again.
I didn’t know what to do, or say, so I just said, “I agree with the old man. It is the prettiest pussy I ever saw too!” Of course, it was the only one I had ever seen, but I wasn’t about to tell her that.
“Can you believe that sweet old man? I’ll bet he’s “been coming down here to fish every Sunday morning for most of his life. Now he can die a happy man because he saw my naked pussy.” She kept giggling.
I could die a happy man too for everything that had happened in the last two days. This was a wonderful ride and we hadn’t even left yet.
“I think we need to leave. I’m sure there are going to be others right behind him.” I grabbed my jeans and pulled them back on and slid behind the wheel and started her truck.
Pam was pouting while she was getting dressed. “I guess Tigger will have to wait to pounce on Pooh!”
“I’m really sorry. I need to help Eze pack the truck. You have been great. I have had so much fun, and would like to see you when I get back.”
“If you come back, you better see more of me!”