The Mating Game

Almond

Returning to the house, I grab a bar of soap and a towel. I decide not to go in to check on Laura or Katie because I don’t want to make them more ill by the sight of the mess that is covering my body. Plus the smell coming off of me is almost enough to make me want to vomit so I’m sure it wouldn’t do any good for Laura or Katie to catch a whiff of me. By the time I reach the pond it's mid-afternoon, and I can’t believe how much has happened in such a short amount of time. I wonder what I should call him. He was completely brown, in fact, a dark brown, almost like an almond. That’s what I’ll call him Almond. Smiling once again I take off my bra, shorts, and underwear and begin washing them in the water. I think I will be able to get most of the stains out of my bra, but I’m not so sure about my shorts. After scrubbing for as long as I see fit, I stand up to hang my garments on the nearby tree. It is at that moment that I hear a branch crack behind me.

“Holy s**t. I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize you would come up to the pond to wash off. I thought you would just go to the creek. Okay s**t, f*ck, I’ll just look this way.” Aaron says turning his body completely around and sounding completely flustered.

Grabbing the soap, I wade into the pond as quickly as I can. When the water level is to my chest, I call out to Aaron.

“Okay, you can look now. I’m in.” Aaron slowly turns around still blushing and looking completely embarrassed.

“I’ll just go to the creek and wash up.” He says turning to leave.

“Oh, Aaron would you stop it. Quit acting like such a baby and come wash off.” I say while splashing water towards him.

He is hesitating, and I can tell he is thinking about it.

“I’ll share my soap with you.” I say in my most innocent voice.

“Fine but turn around so I can get in. I wouldn’t want you to faint from the view of my muscular body.” He is laughing now.

Turning around I continue washing my arms.

“Oh, I’m sure I couldn’t handle the view of your statuesque body. It would just drive me completely insane.”

“Hey, don’t mock me. I know you think I’m sexy. It’s okay; you are allowed to think I’m hot.” He says sending ripples of water towards my body as I assume he wades into the water behind me.

“Okay, you can look.” He says from behind me.

Turning around my mind seems to instantly stop working as soon as I lay eyes on him. I don’t think I will ever get used to seeing him shirtless. My senses are overwhelmed, there are too many things to take in at once, from his sun-kissed skin to his strong, capable arms, to his perfectly flat and muscular stomach, to the little trail of hair going from his bellybutton down below the surface of the water. Wake up stupid. “Here’s the soap.” I pass the soap to him as he makes his way into the deeper water where I’m standing.

“Thanks. So did you decide on a name for your new friend?” Aaron asks as he begins washing his upper body.

Trying my best to focus I try to form a cohesive sentence in response to his question

“Umm … Ahh. I was thinking Almond. Yeah, Almond sounds like a good sturdy boylike name. Right?”

He nods in agreement. “I like it. His coloration does kind of make me think of an almond. Well… Almond, it is then. Good choice Addy.”

Dipping my head underwater I push my hair back from my face.

“When you’re finished with the soap I still need to wash my hair.” I say wiping the water from my eyes.

“Turn around. I’ll do it for you.” He says moving towards me.

Sucking in my breath, I try not to let my eyes bulge from my face with shock. My heartbeat begins pounding rapidly in my chest, and a twinge of some kind of spark is developing deep inside my belly.

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” I ask turning away.

“It’s a dirty job, but I think I can handle it. Addison, of course, I don’t mind.”

Gently his hands begin moving through my hair and massaging my scalp. Closing my eyes, I’m filled with sensations that I have never felt before. The water ripples around my body as he moves closer to me. The heat from his chest pressed against my back is making my breathing quicken. Just when I think I will burst into flames from the skin-on-skin contact and the intimacy of his hands in my hair he backs away handing me the soap over my shoulder.

“There you go all finished.”

“Oh, that was fast thank you.”

I let my head dip under the water trying to cool down and to control the heat that is rising from within me. Aaron, what are you doing to me? I wonder if he knows the effect he has on me. While under the water I try to calm my heart rate. Coming back up for air I turn to spit water in Aaron’s face playfully.

“Alright, it’s your turn.” I say shoving his shoulders and making him turn around.

“Dip your head under the water.” For once Aaron doesn’t argue.

I slowly begin to knead his scalp. Again as soon as a physical connection is made between us, a surge of energy runs through my body. I don’t know how to control my mind and body and the way they respond to his nearness.

“All done. Your locks will be wavy and fresh again.” And with that I back away.

For the next few hours, Aaron and I swim around in the pond talking about Ana and her new calf, Katie and Laura’s health, day-to-day life on the farm, and our childhoods. Pretty much we talk about everything except for the fact that we are naked in the water and I’m still a VIRGIN!

“It looks like it’s just about dinner time we should go check on the girls.” Aaron says as the sun moves behind the large tree next to the pond.

“Yeah, I passed the pruney stage a long time ago. You go first, and I’ll follow. If you want there is a towel up there that you can use to dry off with.”

Without saying a word or telling me to turn around Aaron steps out of the water and onto the shore, giving me a full view of his perfectly round ass. Not knowing what to do I turn my head and close my eyes, after looking back once or twice. Okay, it was three times, but his ass was perfect.

“Okay I’m dressed you can come up now, and I promise I’m not looking.”

Aaron says facing away from me wearing just his shorts. Carefully I make my way up to the shore, but my clothes are still wet, so I simply wrap the towel around my body and gather my clothes.

“Okay, guess we should head back.” I say taking a step beside him.

We each eye the other’s body up and down but neither of us says a word, and walks back to the house. Upon returning to the house, I promptly put dry clothes on and begin making dinner with Aaron. Our easy banter with one another begins again, and for a moment it almost seems like Aaron and I are living in another universe where it’s just the two of us. I almost forget that I share him with two other women, or that I’ll only be with him for a year, or that we haven’t had s*x, or that we aren’t married, for a moment it almost seems like everything in my f****d up life is perfectly balanced for a few moments. That is until Katie comes out and ask what’s for dinner.

“Are you feeling better?” I ask Katie trying to sound compassionate, but since she betrayed me at the celebration, I haven’t felt much towards her except suspicion.

“Yeah, I think the worst of it is over. I don’t know what it was. Maybe it was something Laura, and I ate.” She states taking a seat at the kitchen table.

I eat my dinner in silence as Aaron and Katie carry the conversation. At the end of the night, Katie doesn’t go with Aaron to his room, but neither do I. No one does. Everyone goes to their respective beds alone for the night except I’m not alone in my bedroom. I have two other girls that are with me as part of my mating group. Two other girls are having s*x with Aaron, the man I am finding that I care very deeply about. Yes, there are two other girls in the room who I would love to injure physically because they have had intercourse with Aaron. Okay, I don’t want to hurt Laura, but I don’t like her very much when I think of her and Aaron together. Katie, on the other hand, I wouldn’t mind slapping her around for a little while. I fall asleep that night with a flurry of mixed images running through my mind of Aaron’s body in the pond, his hands on my scalp, and his hands on Katie and Laura. Well, I guess all dreams can’t be good ones.