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Chapter 96
“How did the sand get there?” I asked, while running the hot water from the shower over Elsa’s naked body.
“It is everywhere.” She grinned.
We were standing in the large shower of the cabin, the water nice and hot. I had the shower head in my hand, cleaning the desert dirt of Elsa’s body. It was a moment I enjoyed, as it was just the two of us, being together. She leaned her back against my chest as I ran the water over her breasts, gently rubbing them, using the excuse of cleaning the sand off as a reason.
“I missed you.” I said to the Swedish blonde. “When you were out in the desert, I kept looking for you.”
“Thank you. I am sorry to say that I had little time to think about you while being a captive from Carmen. She was mean in keeping me tied while she played with me and afterwards having me walk back.” Elsa replied, giving me a bit of info on what happened in the desert.
I ran the water over her long blond hairs, rinsing out any sand that might have been left. In the meantime, I was waiting to hear more about what had happened in the desert, but Elsa was still not willing to tell me, as she provided only snippets of information.
“I was helpless. This woman could, and did, things to me that I never experienced. Don’t get me wrong, there is a lot I do not know, but I am not inexperienced. I learned a lot.”
“Like what?” I asked, while running my fingers through Elsa’s hair.
She did not provide more insight as to what Carmen did to her. I figured she would tell me if I needed to know.
“Time will tell. Are you enjoying yourself?” Elsa asked me.
“Why?”
“This thing keeps poking me.” She grinned.
My penis was indeed standing to attention and when she pressed herself against my front, it got squashed between our two bodies. I got distracted from washing her hair when she started to play with me and it did not take long before I came, spraying my load over both our bodies.
“Now see what you did!” Elsa told me off. “Now we have to wash ourselves again.”
It was clear she was having fun, teasing me. From the main area I could hear a phone ring. By the sounds of it, it was Elsa’s. Probably her family checking in, which they did occasionally.
“I’ll see who called me when we’re done.” Elsa stated.
The ‘when we’re done’ got my attention and I sighed. I enjoyed playing with Elsa, whether it was tying her up and teasing her, or just simply standing in the shower together. She turned around, pressing herself against me and kissed me, our mouth locked and tongues playing with each other. I tried to at least keep the water on our bodies, but I failed miserably. Good thing it was a big shower, as water went everywhere. Our kiss lasted a while. Elsa looped one arm around my neck, while the other played with my manhood.
“Feels like you are up for another one.” She grinned.
“What about you?” I asked.
“Don’t worry about me, I got my fair share today.” She laughed.
“Maybe I should get Carmen and tie the both of you up, keeping you tied until you tell me what happened out there.” I said, enjoying how Elsa played with me.
“Now that would be fun.”
My mind already started on the scenarios that could come from getting these two women together. Running through those scenarios in my mind and having Elsa play with me resulted in another orgasm for me.
“We probably should finish this off and get some food.” I said after recovering.
Elsa had taken the showerhead and was now washing me, reversing the roles from earlier. She had fun spraying me whenever I wanted to say something.
“I could…”
Water sprayed on my face.
“But I…”
More water in my face.
“Cut it…”
Yet more water. I grabbed hold of the showerhead.
“Having fun?” I asked her, directing the stream of water away form my head.
It did not take a rocket scientist to figure out that Elsa was enjoying herself. Her nipples were rock hard. I traced the rope marks on her body, mainly elbows and wrists, with the hot water. They would be visible for a while, as she had been tied for a decent amount of time during her ‘kidnapping’.
“I am hungry.” She stated, turning the water off.
“Okay, I get the message.” I grinned, grabbing her, and kissing her one more time.
It did not take long to dry and dress. On purpose I stayed away from Elsa, as I knew if we got to close, we might not make her dinner. At least I had a good steak when Elsa was in the desert with Carmen.
“Let’s go.” Elsa said when we were dressed, me in shorts and plain t-shirt, Elsa in her summer dress.
It was only a short walk to the Cantina and Maria, when she saw us coming, finished the steak she had ready for Elsa. I just went over to the desert bar and got some ice cream. A large campfire was going and lit up the place, as the sun had set, and it was now dark.
“Here you go, dear.” Maria said, as she brought the stake to Elsa.
“Thank you.”
“Wine?”
Elsa nodded. Maria did not ask what wine and brought a glass of red wine to Elsa.
“Jack?”
“I’ll have another Sol please.” I replied.
Becky and George were sitting close to us, and we talked while Elsa devoured her steak. She must have been hungry.
“This is so much different from upstate New York.” Becky sighed. “Lots more fun.”
“It has been a while since I have been in that neighborhood.” I replied. “Where are you located?”
“Finger Lakes, close to Lake Ontario.” George answered.
“Little bit of a difference compared to this area.” I grinned.
“Only a little bit dryer and warmer.”
“Why come here for a honeymoon?” Elsa asked, in between taking bites from her steak.
“We love to ride, and this being such a different environment, it really makes you feel like you are away from home. And with all the amenities the ranch offers, it was an easy choice. We travel the world for our jobs, so going to Hawaii or Europe is nothing new. This was.”
“Drinks?” Maria asked, taking care of our needs.
Elsa had finished her steak and got a refill of her wine.
“This is pretty good wine.” Elsa said.
“The freight you will be carrying contains, amongst other things, barrels. We get the wine from a winery in California. I tried making my own wine, but it is too dry. And water is more expensive here than gas, so I stopped. This works well for both of us, as the winery provides the wine, and we promote them.” Maria stated, while filling glasses.
The night was warm, although less oppressive than during the day. The desert would cool down a bit overnight, but the campfire made it enjoyable to sit outside, Elsa settled next to me on one of the couches that were located around the fire place, curling up against me. I ran my hand through her hair. Maria joined us and told us about the history of the ranch. It was very interesting to hear.
“I am actually surprised what you have build here.” I said to her after she handed me another beer.
“It has been done over many generations. And nowadays with the internet, nothing is that far away. You can book a room on-line and people will always talk about having been here, as we try to make their visit rememberable.
“That worked for me.” Elsa said with a wide grin on her face.
“Where is Carmen? I have not seen her since the kidnapping.” I asked.
“She had something to do.” Maria replied. “Her brothers are helping her. Something about a special surprise.”
“Well, maybe we’ll see her later.” Elsa said.
It did not take long before Carlos showed up, bringing his guitar. He was pretty good, and time flew by listening to the music, drinking, and cuddling. Both George and Becky were cuddling on one of the couches and so were Elsa and me. It was just very relaxing. I figured that the booze had at least some influence on our behavior. Nobody was drunk, but I could feel that I had been drinking. It was weird, but I thought the ranch was better enjoyed with only a few people present, like it was now.
“Are you leaving us tomorrow?” Maria asked me.
“We should, but maybe late in the day. I don’t think it is a good idea to travel after drinking this much. We’ll see tomorrow.” I replied.
“It is hard to leave places where we made friends. This is one of those places.” Elsa said. “Maybe I get to ride horse tomorrow morning, without being tied up.”
We all laughed.
“I think we can arrange a trip for you. Maybe we can ride into Mexico, depending on how busy it is at the border. The market is on tomorrow.”
“Can I enter Mexico?” Elsa asked.
“No visa is required for Mexico for a stay of up to 180 days. Please keep in mind that while a visa is not required, you must hold a passport valid for at least six months beyond your date of country exit and with one blank visa page.” Maria stated.
“I bet that question comes up a lot?” I grinned.
“Yes. And we learned to ask in advance.” She answered.
“We are going to bed.” George and Becky stated, getting up from the couch.
The campfire was slowly dying out and it was past 2 in the morning. At least we did not have to get up early.
“That sounds like a good plan.” I replied.
We said our goodbyes and walked hand in hand around the ranch. It might have been 2 AM, there were still noises coming from the stables, some snicker of the horses, some cats running around. With a growing moon, you did not really need a flashlight to walk around. We stood still in a dark spot, Elsa pushing her back into me again, and we watched the stars.
“This is very similar to Vegas.” Elsa said.
I remembered that we had the girls all spread-out on the ground, so they could watch the sky. The rattle snake had caused some anxiety at the time. This time it was just Elsa and me, no rattle snakes or ropes.
“Thank you.” Elsa said.
“For what?” I asked.
“Letting me tag along with you.”
“I am glad the truck ahead of me was not going your way, or we would never have met.” I said to her. “Life is moments of coincidences that define our path.”
“Wow, that was deep.” Elsa grinned, turning around, and kissing me again.
Her dress rid up when my hands went for her breasts. There was no bra to deal with, so I had full access to her wonderful mounds. Her nipples again standing to attention. Feeling her body react made mine react too, and I knew that Elsa had noticed that, as one of her hands played with me though the pants.
“Let’s go to our cabin.” She said in between kisses.
I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around me. Our cabin was close by, so I just carried her like that to our cabin door, kissing while I walked. At the cabin, Elsa opened the door and pushed it open, while we kept kissing. I was walking backwards into our room, when suddenly Elsa stopped kissing and held her breath.
“What?” I asked.
“Look.” She said, pointing to something behind me.
I turned us sideways and I looked at our bed.
“Oh my, that is unexpected.”