The Lake House
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Hey guys, here’s a story I’ve been working on, it’s only Chapter 1, so the rest is still coming. But let me know what you think, and if I should continue the story. Thanks!
The family trips up to the lake had been legendary back when I was little. Two weeks of doing nothing but fishing, swimming, boating, and laying around in the warm sun. But we hadn’t been here since I’d been 14. Everything else had taken importance: work, summer activities, that kind of stuff. But now that I was 18 and getting ready to go off to college, we decided to go one more time as a last family trip before I left home. Mostly it was just my mom being dramatic, I was going to school only about an hour away from my house, but to her it felt like another planet. And she made that quite clear with every subtle hint that with my grades I could go to community college for free and live at home. My younger brother acted like he couldn’t care less, after all he would be getting the bigger room. And my Dad, well he didn’t want to talk about it much. I loved my family, but I couldn’t wait to get out of there and have some actual experiences.
The hunting lodge on the lake was a great memory. It was a large house, meant for two families that we always stayed in when we came up. Which brought back more memories of the other huge part of this experience, the Stratfords. Bob and Sue had been friends with my parents since before I was even born, so of course they were like family. Them and their son Jack had been coming up here with us for as long as I could remember. Jack was three years older then me, and had always been a funny combination of an older brother to pick on me when I was younger, and as I started to like boys, a crush. But we’d been close. Of course, we were stuck with each other for a few weeks of the summer, we didn’t have much of a choice. Our families had been like one that is until they moved away. My parents and them still talked and tried to stay connected, but it just wasn’t the same to them living only a few minutes away at home. The next summer, we decided not to come up without them, it would have been weird. So the tradition kind of stopped. But this year, my parents had decided on one last hurrah for our family, and thought they’d invite them along for a reunion. When they said yes, my parents had been overjoyed. They really were best friends after all. So fast forward a few months, and here we are, unpacking for the trip.
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I swung my legs out of the minivan and onto the gravel path as I climbed out after a long car ride. I stretched my limbs in the warm sun as I looked around at the familiar spot. It was just like I remembered I thought with a smile. This may have started out as my parents spot, but it had become mine over the years as well. I went to the trunk and started pulling out my bags, lugging them into the house. From the looks of things, we were the first ones here. I head inside as my brother runs past me up the stairs to pick out the best room. I follow him up, passing by the master bedrooms, which of course belonged to the parents, picking a smaller bedroom with a balcony that looked out on the lake. Perfect I thought dropping my bags. I stepped outside looking around. This was going to be a great trip, I could tell already. I really needed a few weeks break. Everything had been moving so fast lately. I looked down at the honk of a horn as a jeep pulled up besides our car outside. I smiled. They’re here! I headed downstairs to say hi, coming outside just as my mom and Aunt Sue came together for a big hug. I leaned against the doorway with a smile. Now it was really home. My dad and uncle bob exchanged a manly handshake looking on at the wives. I walked over as Aunt Sue almost jumped on me hugging me so tight.
‘Peyton—oh my goodness is that you sweetheart? You’ve gotten so beautiful baby!!’
I giggle hugging her back.
‘Thanks Aunt Sue, it’s been a while.’
She pulls back reluctantly to say hi to my little brother as I go over to give Uncle Bob a hug, who gives me a big smile.
After all the pleasantries are exchanged, everyone starts unloading the cars, I look around for a second.
‘Uh, Aunt Sue, where’s Jack?’
‘Oh he’s right behind us dear. He had to stop for gas or something right before we got here.’
‘Oh alright’ I answered going back over to my car and helping with some more of the numerous bags we had stuffed into our trunk. As I went inside to drop off another trip, I heard another car pull up outside. After dropping my stuff off, I came back out to see someone getting out of a Honda. He had shaggy brown hair and bright blue eyes. It took me a second before I realized it was Jack. He’d… changed. Of course it’d been over 5 years, but-wow. I stared for a second as my mom ran up for a hug. He looked all grown up, muscled and chiseled in all the right places. I tried to compare him to the skinnier 16 year old I remembered. But there really was no comparison. I walked up slowly as my mom pulled out of his hug. He looked up and looked me up and down for a second before realization set in for him.
‘Brooke?’ He said with definite shock in his voice.
I smiled, blushing a bit. I knew I’d changed quite a bit since he’d last seen me. I still had my blonde hair and green eyes, but I’d gotten taller and skinner, but I’d filled out in the right places.
‘Yeah, hey Jack’ I said with a smile walking up for a hug. He smiled and reached out hugging tight for a second before we pulled away.
Before I could say anything else, the parents started bustling again to finish unpacking as they headed inside with some more loads. I reached in my trunk to grab the last bag, which had to have rocks in it I realized as I tried to pull it out. I heard Jack laugh behind me.
‘Here, let me help you with that.’ He pulled the bag out of the trunk with one swift tug, lifting it with ease.
I smiled tucking some hair behind my ear.
‘Oh.. thanks.’ I grabbed the smaller bag from his other hand as we headed inside.
‘So..wow how long has it been?’
He smiled as we trudged up the stairs.
‘A long time.. what five, six years?’
‘Yeah something like that. You look different.’
He grinned
‘I hope so. I was a little scrawny back in the day.’
‘Well don’t worry about it, you definitely aren’t now’ I said and blushed a little.
‘Well look at you, you changed more than I have.’
I giggled.
‘Oh Thanks.’
‘No seriously, I didn’t even recognize you when I first pulled up.’
‘Well it has been five years’ I tease
‘So where do you want this he asked pointing at the bag
This one I answered, pointing out my room.
He walked in, dropping the duffle on the bed.
‘Packing rocks in there?’ he teased.
‘Yeah.. you caught me. Well, you can have any of the other rooms, I think Brian grabbed the one down the hall.’
I handed him back his bag, our hands brushing for a second.
‘Thanks’ he answered and stepped out into the hall, throwing his bag in the room right across from mine. I looked out my doorway with a smile.
‘Aw, now we can basically be bunk buddies!’ I giggled.
He grinned.
‘Score for me.’
I smiled and headed downstairs to see what was going on.
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We sat naked on the decking, drinking coffee and eating bagels. The lake looked amazing and made me want to either be on it or in it. I watched the chemistry between Anna and Robert, all the years of marriage behind them and they were still in love. It wasn't that they loved one another, they were 'in' love with one another. Still with the puppy dog eyes. ''Hell-cat, you look amazing.'' my uncle told me, I was leaning back into the sun lounger, my legs crossed and wearing...
Long Weekend at the Lake ___________________________________ No institution or agency may use this work for other than the intended purpose – to provide personal entertainment. All characters are fictional. This is a work of fiction. Of fantasy. It’s called ‘My Right of Free Speech.’ If you do not approve of youngsters engaged in various sexual acts . . . or if you live in one of the God-forsaken States that bans possessing/reading such material . . then please, PLEASE, go someplace...
This is a longer story than those I’ve written lately. It is not a love story, not an incest story, and not a gay story. Is it a story with a grain of truth in it? That is your call. For me, it is just a fantasy. Weekend at the lake I began loading the car with weekend essentials for a planned escape to the lake. I enjoy a trip there every three or four weekends just to unwind and be foolish for a couple days. My career is in college classrooms teaching college freshmen students their core...
After an exciting, pleasurable and surprising experience with Mark and Anne, — surprising because they had never imagined meeting a couple so much like them at Catan's Masquerade — Jack and Steph showered before getting dressed, saying warm good-byes to Mark and Anne, and leaving the club.As they relaxed on the drive to Phil's lake house on the south side of the lake, they looked forward to the peace and quiet there. "Are Amy and Phil going to be there?" Steph asked. On the one hand, it would...
Wife Lovers(Fictional story. None of the characters are real.) It was summer time and the Boy Scouts from Cherryville where packing up to go on a camping trip at the lake for a week. The scouts where from the ages of 12-14. They were all excited about going because they heard the rumors about the Girl Scouts from their town where going as well and setting up camp on the opposite side of the lake. As the boys are loading the vehicles up the camp counselors are discussing the plans for the week and which...
Best Friends MomTrip to the lake Ok you all know the story of how I started to have sex with my best friend’s mom while I was in high school. Well this is another installment of that story line. It was summer and hot as always we have talked about going to the lake and camping out for some time now but just haven’t had the chance, meaning time and money. See I was working my ass off in the garage now as well as training for the next season of football and soccer so my time was in short demand...