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A Very Special Weekend

Part 12

About half way through my bottle the boys returned from their trip. Jake and Greg entered the room with a string full of fish. “Cute outfit”, Greg said to me as he came over and patted my bum and blew me a kiss. “Thank you”, I responded.

“It looks like you two had a good catch this morning”, Mrs. Riley commented.

“Yep, the fish were biting”, Jake, replied. “Greg’s not half bad at fishing either”, he said.

“It’s only a bit before lunch, why don’t you both get cleaned up and rid the fish odor”, she requested. “Kristen had kind of a bad morning Greg, her allergies seemed to have flared up. Why don’t you take her back to the cabin to rest for a bit.”

Greg picked me up from the crib; Mrs. Riley covered me with a blanket and held the door while Greg carried me towards our cabin. “So, you had a bad morning, huh?” Greg asked.

“I’ve had better”, I avoidingly replied. I was so glad that Mrs. Riley hadn’t disclosed my ridiculous behavior.

As Greg was carrying me in his arms I looked him in the eyes and said, “Greg, I love you”.

“I love you too, Kristen, are you all right?”, he asked

“Yes, I’m very all right”, I said. “ I really want this weekend to be so very special for you.

“Well, it really is”, he replied. “You couldn’t have made me happier. I’m still kinda stunned with all your willingness to play along”.

“I’ll have to admit it took some adjusting, but I’m fine with it all now”, I told Greg.

“I can’t thank you enough, you’ve been absolutely amazing these last few days”, he praised me.

Greg gently laid me on the bed and headed for the shower while I continued to drink my bottle. Mrs. Riley’s explanations of my feelings were still running through my head. My confusion was pretty much gone, I just couldn’t figure out what was next. How Greg and I would react to this weekend. Would it continue in some form? Or was it just a weekend fling?

Greg returned from the shower and lay next to me on the bed and just stared at the ceiling. After we rested for a little while we heard the dinner bell ring. “It must be time for lunch”, Greg said. “Do you want to eat in private?”, he asked.

“No, I’d like to eat with the Riley’s”, I replied.

“Allrighty then”, Greg acknowledged. Greg carried me back to the Riley’s cabin after handing me a tissue and my pacifier.

Mrs. Riley had another amazing tasty meal prepared for us. I was placed in my highchair with my bib and fed lunch.

Jake looked at his watch and announced that he had to be scooting along; he had to pick up some things and the general store in town. I asked Greg “do you want to go help Jake?”

Greg replied, “Sure … if you don’t mind. They’ve both gone way out of their way for us”.

“I agree and I really think helping Jake would be nice, thank you”, I said to Greg.

“I’ll take real good care of her while your gone”, Mrs. Riley said.

“Okay .. We’ll be back in a few hours then. You two can chitchat for awhile”, Jake joking said.

I waved, and then blew a kiss to Greg as they departed. Mrs. Riley laid out a large quilt on the floor, removed my tray and placed me on the quilt placing my pacifier in my mouth and a few (specially chosen) toys on the quilt.

Mrs. Riley told me, “Kristen, I was thinking….”

I just answered some of her questions but mostly listened to what she had to say. We must have been conversing for a long time. The boys were back already.

“Kristen, do you want to go swimming at the lake?” Greg asked.

“Oh, I’d love that”, I replied. For some reason I looked over to get Mrs. Riley’s approval.

“Sure you kids go and enjoy yourselves”, was her answer.

Greg helped me up, we walked back to our cabin to get a few things packed. Greg put my tennis on and packed a tee and running shorts for me to swim in along with a fresh change and my diaper bag for after we were done. Greg packed a spare brief and grabbed some towels and we were on our way.

As we arrived at the lake, I dipped my toe in the water. It was just a little bit chilly, but very tolerable. Greg helped me get changed into my makeshift swimwear. Greg just removed his clothes and headed for the lake; all I saw was his tinny naked behind running into the water. I ran after him to join in on the fun. We swam out just far enough so Greg could stand. I am about 5 inches shorter than Greg, so he held me rather than have me tread water. I’m not sure what came over me, but I removed my top and shorts. Now we were both naked in the lake. How naughty I felt.

Facing Greg, I placed my hands on his shoulder blades and hooked my heals on his behind (straddling his torso). Under normal circumstances, this engagement could have been construed as frisky, however I splashed Greg and we acted like two teens laughing and carrying on. It was so innocently fun. We laughed and carried on this way for a long period of time. Occasionally I would swim away and Greg would attempt to catch me, however, I was the better swimmer and he never caught up with me, more just cornered me for some harmless dunking. I squealed and screamed like I was 10 enjoying every minute of our games.

After we tired, we both swam to the shore. Greg laid out a few towels for us to sit on and handed me a towel so I could cover up as I stood up on the shoreline. We sat shoulder-to-shoulder sharing towels while we dried off. I felt this an appropriate time to share something with Greg.

“Greg … Mrs. Riley asked me if I would be interested in helping them run the camp.” I said.

“WHAT?”, Greg questioned.

“Wait until you hear what I have to say before you make any judgments, Okay?” I asked. “I told her how much I make and she said she’d be happy to match my benefits plus a 20% increase in my salary”, I told him.

“WOW! .. No way”, he replied. “So, you would move here?” he asked.

“No, I could do the work remotely from my apartment. They would get computerized here and set up a phone link so I can handle bookings”, I said. “We would have to drive here every other weekend for a day or two. They would compensate you with additional income for your involvement. We would get our own private cabin and free rein of the property.” I paused waiting for some kind of response. “I wouldn’t even consider it unless you were all for the idea”, I said.

“Whoa, I was under the impression that you were not real into this place. So, they want you to like manage this place?” Greg asked.

To be continued ???


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