Mountain's Echo

       She turned away from the creek, walked over to the blanket and sat down next to him. He handed her a sandwich and beer. They ate quietly making idle chitchat. She looked into the cooler to grab another beer and notice the ice. Time for some payback. She grabbed the beer out of the cooler opened it and took a long drink.

       “I can’t believe how hot it is here.”

       “This is New Mexico darlin’.”

       She took off the blouse that was covering the tank top. No damn bra again, he thought as he watched her. She was sitting on the blanket with her legs stretched out in front of her. He didn’t realize what she was doing until he saw the ice in her hand. She brought it under her chin and rubbed it along her neck. He watched as the melting water trickled down her neck and beyond her tank top where he couldn’t see it anymore.

       Jake’s mouth went dry, and he could feel his pants becoming way too tight over his erection. She brought the ice down lower on her neck and across her chest. He could see her nipples harden. She then brought the ice lower sticking her hand down underneath the top of her tank top. He could see streaks of water coming out the bottom of her shirt. Shifting uncomfortably, he was riveted to the unfolding scene.

       There was a two-inch gap of skin again between the bottom of her shirt and the top of her pants. She had been leaning back on one arm while teasing him with the ice, then grabbed another piece. She pulled her shirt up, to the point where he could see the bottom of her breast and began rubbing the ice on her rib cage And stomach. The tops of her jeans were wet from the melting water.

       Suddenly she moaned and said. “Ohh, God this feels so good.” Jake could take it no longer.