Chapter 2

I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing when I saw the huge suitcase Bella was struggling to drag to the mobile home RV. By the size of the suitcase, it looked like Bella was going away for the entire summer instead of a week.

I hopped down the stairs of the RV and met her half way up the driveway. “Are we actually secretly running away together?” I teased. “That wouldn’t be so bad,” she chuckled as I took the suitcase out of her hands.

“Geezus! Is there anything in your closet that you didn’t pack?” I grunted when I found how heavy the luggage case was. “A girl has to have options,” she answered coyly as I hefted the huge case up the stairs into the RV.

“I’ll set the suitcase on my bed and you can put your clothes away. There should be plenty of room in the closet for your hanging clothes. And two of the four huge dresser drawers along the bottom of the bed are empty for your other things.

It was just now that my eyes raked up and down Bella’s gorgeous athlete body. She is wearing and insanely short cutoff pair of jean shorts that doesn’t cover any more than a pair of boy shorts panties would.

The top she is wearing is a brown and white flannel shirt that is opened in front and tied in a knot half way between her breasts and belly button. The shirt is so open that I can see her black frilly bra through the opening.

I feel my dick wiggle a little while I watch her glorious firm round ass sway bank and forth down the hall to the bedroom. “Geezus, we haven’t even left the driveway yet,” I scolded myself in my mind.

I saw Mary out in the back yard suntanning herself so I moseyed outside to say hello. “Are you sure you are okay with this?” I asked in a coaxing sort of tone. Part of me is hoping she’ll say that she changed her mind.

“Oh hell yes, Jack! Bella is so excited about getting to spend some time out in nature, maybe soak in some sun,” Mary. “Donald and I both know she will be in good hands with you,” she added.

“Oh yes, you can count on me! I will take very good care of Bella,” I answered. In the back of my mind I have a vision of Bella spread eagle on my RV bed with me lunging into her sweet tight pussy. “Very good care,” I muttered to myself as I returned to the RV.

Bella was in the small kitchen bent over looking into the fridge when I came back into the RV. “Holy geezus,” I gasped softly to myself as I gazed at her firm bare ass cheeks hanging out the back of her ungodly short jean shorts.

“Are we about ready, Jack? Are you done ogling my mother’s bikini clad body?” Bella taunted me. “I was just hoping that she would withdraw her permission,” I grouched back.

“I know that my mother is only 8 years older than you. But geezus, Jack. I am a lot better to look at than she is,” Bella stated as she stood up with a bottle of water she fished out of the fridge.

“Ooooooooh shit,” I groaned when I found that Bella is no longer wearing the black frilly bra. From the front view, I can now see down the center of both her lovely 34D breasts. But sitting next to me...fuck me!

I kept my eyes on the road as I took the turnoff to jump onto HWY-101 to Port Angeles on the way to Crescent Lake. I know that all I have to do is glance to my right and I will be able to see her right breast at the very least.

“Fuck me,” I moaned out loud when I finally did glance over and found that both of her tits are hanging out the front of the flannel shirt. “Is that an invitation, Jack?” Bella giggled.

“I think you’ll need to button that up before we get to Port Angeles for lunch,” I mumbled tearing my eyes away from her lovely grapefruit sized tits. “We could get arrested for indecent exposure,” I groused.

“What would they arrest you for.?” Bella’s eyes glanced down to the bulge in my loose jeans. “Oh, I see,” Bella chuckled. “Glad that I can affect you that way,” she added with a smirk.

I was grateful to see that Bella had buttoned enough buttons to at least keep her tits from hanging out. But there was still a nice bit of cleavage bulging at the top of her plaid flannel shirt.

We had just been served our lunch in the diner we chose to have lunch at when we were interrupted by a 6 foot 8 college age boy who looked like a jock of some sorts.

“Hey baby, why don’t you ditch your dad and come have some fun with me,” the fella announced brashly. “First of all, this is my boyfriend, Jack. “Second, there is nothing about a boy like you that would ever interest me,” Bella answered immediately

The fella just stood there with a stunned look on his face. “You can go now,” Bella announced. “Or should I go over to that table of buddies and tell them how you was a complete embarrassment?” she taunted.

“I think you just poked the bear with a sharp stick,” I told Bella as the boy walked away with his teeth gritted and his fists balled up. “I doubt this is over,” I added.

When we were just finishing our lunch, I saw the fella and his three buddies get up and leave. Inside, I was really hoping that they would just drive away and not cause any more problems.

They were waiting for us in the parking lot when we came out. As soon as me and Bella started for my RV, the four of them sort of made a semicircle to block our path.

“Is your buddy here worth losing your football careers for?” I called out. “In order to protect myself, I will take you all out and when I’m done, you will never be able to play any sport again,” I raised my voice and looked around at all four boys.

“Big words for a little man,” the 6 foot 8 big mouth rasped as he lunged at me with fist pulling back. “I did a roundhouse kick and broke his jaw. He dropped to the ground out cold.

“That was my last warning. If any more of you heroes want to take a shot at me, I will ruin you for good,” I yelled. Without a word, the three boys grabbed their friend off the ground and made a hasty retreat to their SUV.

“I have that all on film if you want me to give you a copy,” a middle aged woman told me holding up her cell phone. “I saw that they crowded around you and that boy was trying to attack you,” she told me. “So I recorded it so you will have proof if you need it later,” she added.

After Lorain sent the video to my cell phone, I got her email address from her so I could reward her for being a good Samaritan. “I will send you a copy of my newest book when I finish it,” I told her.

“You’re a writer?” Both Lorain and Bella gasped at the same time. “Yeah, it was sort of a hobby but then I started making some good money at it,” I told them. “When I go out on my trips alone, I have plenty of long nights to write some stories,” I confided.

“Wow, Jack! The more I learn about you the hotter you seem to me,” Bella told me softly as we climbed back into the RV to make the last 25 minute drive to Crescent Lake. There were more buttons open on her shirt again.

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