Felicity Ch. 20

We got two more pictures from Lucy. One of them I immediately recognized was taken at a campground on Jackson Lake in Wyoming. James and Lucy were both nude and had the Grand Tetons and the lake behind them. James had an erection. The other one had a lipstick impression of a woman's lips on Lucy's tit. Paula called her right away.

She asked Lucy who took the picture and she answered, "One of the lesbian couple that had their tent next to ours. We had just watched them make love, which is why you see James' excitement. Right after the picture was taken James and I allowed them to watch us make love. They showed me some gratitude for that."

"Wait until next week before you describe their gratitude in minute detail. I am in my period and cannot fully enjoy the retelling."

"I just started mine. But we both have memories to see us through," she giggled.

Their conversation ranged from the indictment of their congressman to the amazing changes in their town. The call ended when Paula yawned.

We stayed two nights among the Redwoods and did some of the shorter trails. We agreed that we loved the smell of the ocean and the trees. We collected a few humongous pinecones. She showed me that my weird girlfriend was close to returning when she posed nude amid the gigantic trees more than once. I told her that in addition to Lucy and me our friendly neighborhood Sasquatch appreciated her nudity too.

Before we continued north it did occur to me that she had truly become my best friend by then. My first one ever.

We spent a night in Grants Pass Oregon and did a bit of gold panning. We both got a few grains. The excitement was more valuable than the gold. We spent a night at a motel on the banks of the Columbia River.

I had to apologize to her again for dragging her up another mountain. She was relieved there would be a very short hike. She was not at all happy to learn the mountain was Mt. Saint Helens.

I had taken a picture of the volcano just about every five years since its first eruption. The first set of pictures was with my dad and me. One set was with my son and me. There were none with my ex but there would be at least one with Paula. They were important pictures to me and having Paula along made it better.

When my son got the picture of us by the crater he texted me asking "That important?"

I answered, "Apparently."

It seems that I had somehow neglected to tell Paula that I was a Geology teacher. She did not seem to think that made sitting atop an active volcano any safer. She did become fascinated by the place but was very glad when I announced it was time to get to Seattle.

Our next boutique hotel was two blocks from the waterfront and easy walking distance to Pike Street Market.

Paula was mesmerized by Mt. Rainier. We could see it from nearly everywhere we went. She eventually admitted that it was a gorgeous mountain. She also noted it was an immense mountain and wondered how I had gotten the nerve to try to climb it three times. I told her that the trailheads were over eight thousand feet up. The trails to the top were steeper but shorter than Mt. Whitney's. I suspected that I would have company on my next attempt.

We had dinner atop the space needle our first night and in the Mariner's ballpark the next.

That became Paula's second favorite stadium in part because the whistles of the trains just outside the park always startled her into giggles.

I got full blowjobs both nights.

After two nights in Seattle we headed north to the ferry terminal and Orcas Island. We were heading from the car deck towards the top deck when we heard a gasp and saw a woman suddenly move her hand away from a dog cage in the back of her SUV. We veered towards her to see if she was OK.

"I'm OK. She just doesn't like me for some reason. Oh, you have a nice camera. Would you do me a favor and follow me and take pictures when she is released?"

Paula and I looked in astonishment at the occupant of the dog cage; it was a magnificent bald eagle.

"Sure I said. Where are we going?"

"Where she was found, not too far from the ferry terminal. Home territory for her."

"I take it she was injured?"

"Yes, flew right into high wires, broke the smaller bone in a wing. She healed quickly so we think she will be fine. I am scared of her and when they put her back here I was too agitated to remember a camera."

"We can get you the pictures," I said.

It was then that I noticed that besides being awed by the creature Paula was also a bit afraid of it too.

We drove to a farm of sorts and followed the landowner to a field that was about half a mile from the coast and about seventy-five feet above it.

The landowner left us at the spot; apparently we had interrupted something that needed his attention. I guessed that this was not the first wounded eagle he had found on his land.

It soon became apparent to me the woman was too afraid to open the cage herself. I readied the camera and handed it to Paula then knelt by the cage. The woman said, "Thanks."

I introduced myself to the eagle and told her we were going to set her free and not to fly into any more wires.

I knew she would not understand but hoped the soothing sounds she was hearing would calm her down a bit. It apparently worked and she simply waited for me to open the door. I was pleased she did not lunge at my fingers when I grabbed the latch. I told Paula to start shooting but she already had.

The eagle hopped out and jumped into the air. I could feel her wing beat as she flew past me. She gave out a loud call and circled over us as she headed towards the sea. Paula kept taking pictures until the eagle was just a spot in the sky.

I took the camera from her and snapped a couple of pictures of Paula; she had tears streaming down her cheeks. She was giggling.

The woman had an expression of relief on her face. Her name was Sarah and she asked me when the rehabilitation center would be able to get the pictures. Every release was always recorded.

I said, "If you have the web address it will be as soon as I get to a computer."

"Where are you staying here?"

"Howard's End."

"Oh good. Lois will let you use her computer. Follow me, I'll guide you there."

I was loading up the pictures into the computer when the ladies saw a picture of Paula and Ginger in deep embrace.

I said, "Oops," and quickly changed the screen. I doubt any of the women saw it for more than half a second but within moments Lois and Sarah were flirting heavily with Paula who in turn whispered something to them. I heard Lois say, "Lets check that out," and lead them to what appeared to be an apartment next to the office.

I smiled to myself for the well-done subliminal message. I had seen that the only reason Sarah was not hitting on Paula was me. I had also seen that Lois was not going to let that detail stand in her way for long.

I soon had the eagle's release edited and e-mailed. I emailed the same pictures to my son and to myself. That done I carried our stuff to room number two. I went back to the office and checked out the excursion schedule and signed up Paula and me for the next three, one that afternoon and two the next day.

I waited in the office for the ladies to emerge then got bored and began to explore. I saw a nice deck with tables and chairs and a path that seemed to lead to a cave. I walked over and saw that there was a natural depression with a hot spring. I also saw an older couple nude. They were kissing. Her hand was wrapped around his smallish cock. His where mauling her enormous tits. "Aahh, young love," I said to myself. Before I continued my exploration I heard a moan emerge from the cave. The older couple was not the only one in there.

I walked back to the front of the building and saw the reason for the odd design by the door to our room; it was the nose of an Orca, a painting that extended from room two to room eight.

A fifty-foot long Orca spread almost all the way across the side of the building. The fin and the tail fluke extended across the walkway and into the driveway. The dorsal fin extended above the walkway cover.

Three kayaks were painted following the Orca that covered the front of rooms nine through twelve. I later learned that Lois' late husband Howard was depicted as manning the first one, he had apparently died the year before. Lois was on the second. A guy that looked like me except for his beard manned the third.

There was a small platform just so people could get a picture of the whole thing and benches so people had a place to sit and just stare at it. It was awesome. Guest parking had apparently been moved to the end of the road next to the office so cars would not block the view.

It had been an hour since the ladies had walked into the apartment. I assumed Paula could now check off the entire platter on the number one item on her bucket list. I was sitting on the bench closest to our room when I saw Paula emerge from the office. She was nude. She saw me and said, "Now!" and rushed to our room.

In less than thirty seconds we were in the midst of our most passionate fuck ever. I tasted pussy in her kisses as I pounded her hard. Her groans sounded primeval, so did mine. We exploded together. I rolled us over and hugged Paula tightly to me. She kissed me hungrily at first then lovingly. We were soon asleep.

A knock at the door woke us up. Lois came in and after giving us an approving smile said, "The safety lecture is in ten minutes and will be on the dock, the excursion leaves in twenty minutes." She again smiled at the freshly fucked out couple, kissed one of Paula's tits, then left.

I hustled us out of bed.

Our first excursion had no whales but we were entertained by the sudden appearances of the neighborhood seals. They seemed to love startling us by suddenly surfacing next to our boats. We also saw bald eagles at work and Paula and I wondered if the one we released was one of them.

We were happy with our adventure but I was glad I had signed up for both excursions for the next day. Our guide Nancy told us that the morning excursions had a better chance of whale sightings.

Dinner was on the patio, it was halibut and Paula and I loved it.

The place had just eleven guest rooms and twenty-five kayaks. Paula and I were in no danger of being squeezed out since only six of the rooms had guests and no room had more than two people. Just in case after dinner I signed us up for both excursions on our third day.

That evening Paula and I experienced our first fuck in front of witnesses. Of course those witnesses in the spa were fucking too so it was an easy decision for us.

Lois awakened us the next morning. She did so by squeezing my cock and Paula's tits. She was telling us we needed to get to the dock. We dressed and went straight there.

Paula and I had some experience with kayaks before we got to Orcas Island and were somewhat competent. The four other people in our group that morning were not. The second time we stopped to wait for them Paula turned her craft and slid next me for a deep kiss.

We did that a couple of more times that morning until our kiss was interrupted by a muffled honk next to us. A seal had a large fish in his mouth. As we looked around we saw several seals dashing under us and below them a large dark mass that we eventually figured out was an enormous school of fish. It was so large that nearly twenty minutes passed before the last fish zoomed by followed by an enormous shadow. That enormous shadow made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

Although I knew it was probably useless I snapped about fifty photos of the encounter. As it turned out nine were good and three were excellent. I also took pictures of the looks of amazement in Paula's and our companions faces. Even our guide seemed to be awed by it. The large shadow below us was definitely an animal and likely a whale but I could not sharpen the image more than that.

The afternoon excursion featured a large number of fish hurrying past us. Some of them leaped over peoples kayaks and one almost hit Paula.

"Look around, something must be chasing them," our guide yelled at us. Whatever it was none of us saw it.

After dinner Paula said, "Let's skip the spa tonight and go for a walk."

She intertwined our fingers and we strolled along the shoreline. We heard a large splash but did not see what caused it. Whatever did was just four hundred feet away.

I sensed Paula wanted to tell me something but never did. Before I began to worry she kissed me lovingly and held me close to her when we resumed our walk. I figured out what she was not telling me and stopped our walk to kiss every inch of her from her neck to the top of her head. She sighed and we just held on to each other for a while before resuming our walk.

We did not fuck that night for a long time even though as usual my cock was in her pussy as soon as we were in bed. We talked about our lives.

She asked me to consider taking her with me when I went on my Costa Rica and Mauna Kea adventures. I asked her why she thought she would not be with me.

She sighed and gave me an eternal kiss.

After a longish period of silence she said, "As you have guessed all of my lesbian bucket list items have been checked off. I loved the kissing and the tit fondling, I enjoyed giving orgasms. It was a great experience. But unlike you I am not entirely done with that.

I doubt I will seek opportunities after we get home. My mouth prefers your cock; my pussy prefers your mouth. I do admit that I could be seduced by the right woman."

"Like Lucy?"

Paula giggled and said, " I love Lucy. Her tits felt so good in my hand, better than any in San Francisco or here. Her kisses are second only to yours. But I can see where that would be enough for me. If she wanted me to go down on her I would but the way I see the future she and I would be just getting ourselves ready for our husb-.... guys."

I felt her shiver. I kissed her softly and held the kiss for a while. I said, "It's OK. I had forgotten we are not married yet too."

Another period of silence was broken when she asked me, "Did you just ask me to marry you?"

"Not really, I am assuming we will be husband and wife sometime soon in the future. Since we love each other it would be silly not to get married."

"Who told you I loved you?"

"You did tonight as we were walking by the shoreline."

"I did not say it out loud."

"Nevertheless I heard you. I told you I love you right back."

A bit of silence later she said, "That's right, you did. But let me make sure I got this right, you love me and we will be married. How is that not a proposal?"

"Is there any doubt we will be married?"

Paula sighed and said, "No, but I still would like to be asked."

I smiled at her and gave her the most loving kiss I had ever given in my life.

"Paula Prentiss, I am in love with you. Will you marry me please?"

"I love you Paul O'Brian. I will be your bride."

As she kissed me I felt a tear on my cheek then a second one. The second one was my own.

'Where are we going to live?" she asked.

"In Felicity. I should be able to get a job there."

No one in my daily life knew I had a lot of money. I had inherited a nice sum from my dad and invested it in a software company that was sold for a big pile of cash. Even though I was a minor investor I profited nearly eight million dollars from the deal. I was still just your ordinary multi-millionaire high school Geology teacher. Getting a job in Felicity was not at all necessary.

Paula seemed to be grateful for my decision to relocate and began our fuck, or rather our lovemaking episode. It lasted well into the night and ended with the longest lasting orgasms in our lives. We smiled as we allowed sleep to overcome us. We both knew we had found the right one.

We skipped the morning's excursion and went to the grotto. We had decided we liked to be watched as we fucked. Paula had apparently made a tentative date with a couple our age. As opposed to our previous adventure in the spa there were just the four of us. There was a lot of loving before and after the fucks. We did notice that Lois came in to watch us for a while. She may have masturbated.

After an uneventful afternoon excursion a television crew from Seattle came over to do a story on the painting across the front of the resort. The artist wanted no part of the camera and neither did Lois so Paula handled the interview.

The TV crew opted to shoot the intro with the interviewer and Paula on kayaks and they went out fifty feet or so away from the docks. I paddled out close to them to provide security or assistance but the girl was a competent kayaker so I got out of the camera shot. The cameras were on the dock.

Before we paddled out Paula gave me a questioning look, which I quickly saw as asking for permission to put the make on the newsgirl. I laughed and nodded yes. She mouthed, "I love you."

She later told me that in each lesbian instance she was the one being seduced. She wanted to see if she could seduce a woman. The interviewer was yummy she said.

The interview on the water was going well as Paula had assumed her schoolteacher persona and had already made some headway towards seducing the very pretty Asian interviewer, her name was Sidney.

As luck would have it and with the cameras rolling, a large tail fluke slapped the water about one hundred feet behind the ladies. The tail fluke, the slap, and the reaction of the startled women were all captured on camera.

Paula dared Sidney to "catch it," and they both suddenly veered and began to paddle quickly in the direction of the splash. I headed towards them but at an angle thinking I would cut them off.

I saw them suddenly stop and put the paddles up. They sat very still. I saw the whale surface and roll over to its side not twenty feet from them, about thirty feet from me. It seemingly waved to them, (Paula and Sidney timidly waved back), and slowly sank into the depths of the sound.

All of that was captured by the video cameras.

It took a while for things to calm down but the film crew eventually got to the shot of the Orca on the building as Sidney finished her interview with Paula.

Sidney and Paula had spent over an hour together by then mostly hugging and laughing about their great adventure. I saw that their bodies seemed to be in constant contact. I saw a couple of quick kisses exchanged. The crew finished filming the interview, packed up, and left for the dock.

Sidney and Paula went to room twelve.

I saved a plate of dinner for Paula and prepared a sandwich for Sidney. They emerged from the room forty minutes later and Sidney hurried to the ferry landing. She kissed me as thanks for the sandwich, or for loaning her Paula. I tasted Paula's pussy in her kiss.

As it had already become a pattern Paula urged me to ravish her. I did the best I could for as long as I could. I began to really appreciate her lesbian escapades.

I did get a picture of Paula and her tits while she was on a kayak. She was just ten feet from the dock but that was as far as Lois would allow her to go without a lifejacket. I also got a picture of the two women and four tits.

After we got back to the room I got to take pictures of the start of a lesbian tryst between Paula and Lois but when I saw that Paula might have been a bit uncomfortable with my presence I left the room to them. She would apparently need to re-think the voyeur scenario with Lucy.

Paula and I took kayak trips every morning and every evening the next two days. We saw lots of seals, another enormous school of fish, (salmon Nancy had said), blowhole exhalations in the distance, and white sided dolphins, (incredible creatures), but no more whales. Paula and I had already had the acme of whale encounters so we were ready to head home.