The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 13
Lisa, It's Your Birthday!

Good morning, City Boy!

For the second morning in a row, I was awakened by Lisa's brown eyes staring into my face and that mile-wide smile. My god, she was beautiful in the morning! Then again, she was beautiful in the afternoon, beautiful in the evening, beautiful all wet, beautiful covered in mud, beautiful when she was angryYeah, I know that one is a clich but sometimes I would get under her skin on purpose, just to see her get mad. She chewed on me and let it out, just like her mom did. Contrast that to so many women who bottle it up and say, Nothing, when you ask what's wrong. I'd get her all wound up and then start laughing. Then she'd realize I did it on purpose and start laughing too, because as I've said over and over, she was a very good sport. That usually led to sex because emotional release is often arousing.

And I've gotten completely off track. Well, I was trying to find a place to slip in the story about getting her angry on purpose anyway. Now where was I? Right! Waking up at the motel. We skipped breakfast and instead went out to the pool and splashed around in shorts and t-shirts until we had just enough time to put our stuff in the car and check out just like we'd check in soaking wet.

After lunch, we spent the better part of the day at the state park. Most of it was spent at the beach, but we saw kids jumping off a bridge and had to give it a try. This is one of the things that I am not exaggerating about. If you plug Kentucky Dam Village State Resort Park into Google Earth, find the large lagoon that is due south of the beach. The bridge that connects the two causeways that create the lagoon is what I am talking about. The water was about ten feet deep and perfect for jumping and diving. This was 1984 when this happened, though. If you look at the Panoramio pictures now, there is a big fence over the bridge.

Don't you dare forget my birthday is next Saturday, she told me as we hugged, kissed and basically struggled to say goodbye.

Oh, is that this Saturday? I teased. I'm supposed to rearrange my sock drawer this Saturday.

O.K, City Boy, I'll stop reminding you, she said. This was about the eighth time on Monday that she had mentioned it.

She got in the big Mercury and I stuck my head in the window to kiss her one last time. Lisa pulled away and I started missing her already. Waking up together had seemed so normal and natural. We knew that somehow we could keep our promise to make her college the priority and still stay together.

I had C.Q. that upcoming Thursday which meant I was going to have Friday off. I had an idea. I called Lisa's house when I knew she would be at work and talked to her mom. The conversation went like this: Mrs. Reuter, it's Jim.

Now, Jim, we have been over this too many times. It's Kris or Mom. No one I chew out or feed like one of my own kids calls me, 'Mrs. Reuter'. All right?

O.K, Mom, I replied. (Interestingly enough, to this day I still call my in-laws by their names. Kris Reuter was the only other woman I could comfortably call Mom other than my own.)

What I wanted to ask was, do you think it would be all right if I came down Friday afternoon for Lisa's birthday and surprised her?

You mean to stay over, right? she said. Because that girl will track you down and skin you if you're not at her party on Saturday.

I was glad she understood that because it save me the awkward question of could I stay at their house. Oh, yes, I replied.

Now how many times have I offered to let you stay over in the basement and you turned me down? she asked. Too many to count! As long as you don't have any reason to be back, you can just plan on staying over on Saturday night too! I'm sure you kids will find something you want to do that evening after the party!

Well that was an understatement. She and Jeff knew exactly what was going on. I don't think they knew the intensity or the passion, such as what happened at the motel, but they were the ones who removed all the roadblocks young people usually have to being together. I think they believed we had a limited time together even if we didn't.

I slept for a few hours after getting off overnight duty on Friday morning. Then it was off to McKenzie. My car almost knew its own way. Kris had told me Lisa would be working after school so I drove straight to the water slide. I wore my BDU cut off's and a gray muscle shirt.

A second call that week had gotten Connie in on the surprise. I parked where I wouldn't be seen easily in case Lisa was around. I didn't see her. Connie was standing on the steps life guarding the splash pool. She waved when she saw me and motioned that it was O.K. for me to come on in.

He's with us. He doesn't need a ticket, she yelled to the attendant.

She gave me a quick kiss on the mouth. I was used to Lisa's family and the way they showed affection by this point. To tell the truth, I sort of miss it. Lisa's lifeguarding at the top, Connie said. I'm supposed to go up and switch off with her in a few minutes. Want to have some fun?

Connie told me her plan. Won't you get in trouble goofing off like that when you're open? I asked.

Hell no! she replied emphatically. We pull pranks on each other all the time.

A guy I recognized from the private party we'd had here last September and the big dam and mud slide day came out and relived Connie. I grabbed a mat and we started up the hill.

Now go down the hill a little until you can't see the top and come around from the back, Connie reminded me when we got to the point that the walkway coming up the hill would be visible to Lisa. Connie waited until I was out of sight and continued.

Some kids in line saw me sneaking up the hill and I had to shush them. I peeked over just as Connie stepped into the upper pool. It was perfect. Lisa was sitting in the lounge, (Remember the lounge?), and facing away from me watching people go down the slide.

Hey, no cuts! some little kid cried. Luckily Lisa didn't hear him.

It's O.K, I said quietly. We're pulling a prank on her. We're going to send her down the slide.

The kid snickered and nodded and let me through.

Connie saw me sneaking up and kept my little goofball occupied: Time to switch off, she said, standing behind the lounge on the side I would approach from.

Guess I'll go watch the bottom now, Lisa replied.

I dropped the mat I was carrying by Connie and sprang around her. Nope! It's time for your break! I declared.

It was perfect. Taken totally by surprise, I was able to sweep Lisa up off the lounge chair into my arms. That look of happy shock on her face at seeing me was exactly what I was looking for. She was dressed in a pink heavy elastic tube top, (They were the only kind she had so I'm going to stop describing them that way.), and tan cuffed walking shorts. My guess was that she probably wore a blouse or shirt over the tube top to school and just came right to work after. Her clothes were dry since this was early in her shift and she hadn't gotten hot enough yet to need to cool off.

HEY! she cried and I gave her a quick kiss.

Connie had stopped anyone from coming into the pool for a moment while we played our prank. She set the mat in the flume and held it. Lisa realized what was happening after getting over the shock of seeing me.

Now, Jim, you put me down! I have to work! she said, laughing through all of it. She kicked her legs, but other than that, didn't put up a fight. She loved getting attention from me, even pranks.

Oh, you're getting down all right! I replied and maneuvered her around and plopped her on the mat and made a nice wet spot on her ass.

The people in line, mostly kids and a few parents with their little ones were all starting to laugh.

I didn't mean down the slide! she protested as I climbed onto the mat behind her. That elicited a roar of laughs from those watching.

Connie gave me a push in the back since I was using both hands to hold Lisa down. She let out a scream and off we went. She screamed and cackled with laughter all the way down. We hit the bottom and I made sure both of us went completely under. Lisa popped up laughing through her closed mouth so hard she was shaking. Water ran in a steady stream out of the big ponytail she had her hair pulled back into. Everyone who was working at the bottom of the slide was standing at the edge of the splash pool, laughing and cheering. Connie must have told her relief what we were up to and he informed everyone else. Lisa saw all of them and turned red. Then she turned to me and gave me one of those arms wide open hugs. You've seen them. Girls, at least the good sports, always seem to do it in pool prank videos or dunk the bride videos. They swing their arms out and bring them around the other person's neck very deliberately. If they're hugging a guy, (or maybe a girl if they're lesbians, don't want to leave anyone out), it usually ends up with them kissing. It's that You got me! moment, which is exactly what happened with us. She planted a very wet kiss, (in more ways than her just being soaked), on me and we, oh so romantically, put our foreheads together and giggled at each other.

Surprise! I said.

Lisa pulled back with her brow furled and a very wicked grin and swung one arm around behind her to sweep up a big splash at me. Then we laughed at each other some more, her giving me that naughty boy grin that always turned me on. God, I was so in love with her. Have I ever mentioned that?

Well. Lisa is going to be useless for the rest of the evening, Uncle Roy exclaimed with a big grin on his face. He was standing with the crowd, looking much like Jimmy Buffet like he usually did in the summer, in a straw cowboy hat, board shorts and Hawaiian shirt.

I liked Roy. He was Kris's younger brother and was that crazy unmarried uncle who at first glance you would think would never amount to much. In reality, he was an entrepreneur, owning not only the water slide, but the drive-in theater and the local Kentucky Fried Chicken. He was also the one who would accept the dare from Lisa and her siblings to take the old convertible he had through the car wash with the top down when they were younger. He was the kind of guy who liked hanging out with younger people, not for anything creepy or anything, but instead because he thought young. That was why he spent a lot of his summer at the slide.

No, Lisa replied, still bubbling and laughing at the surprise of seeing me a day early and the fun of the prank, I promise I'm just taking my break early!

Mmmm, hmmm, he grunted back. I'll believe that when I see it. You're lucky you're my other favorite niece.

He didn't play favorites like that either. He was just teasing her. He knew the slide would attract friends of the staff. He really didn't mind any of them letting their friends in for free, keeping it running after closing or extra-long breaks to have fun with their friends as long as they didn't do it every day.

Roy turned to go back into his office and that was the cue for the still-chuckling and giggling crowd to disperse. People started coming down again so I got our mat and held Lisa's hand up the steps.

What are you doing here? she asked, beaming a great smile with droplets of water on her face reflecting the late-afternoon sun. The party isn't until tomorrow!

Well, do I need an excuse now to see my best girl? I teased.

No, but are you going all the way back tonight and coming back tomorrow?

Nope, your mom and dad are letting me stay downstairs.

Now I saw her face light up and the little wheels start to turn. While the rules had been basically suspended about going to Lisa's room, I of course was never there overnight. That would not have been discreet in front of her younger brothers at all. In fact, I had never stayed overnight in the house at all.

You know what it's like around our house at night and in the morning, she said.

I once told you, you were worth getting used to your family, I said. It's time I go all in.

Lisa snickered at that. Then she sort of looked all around and asked, Was everybody in on this but me?

I replied, Just your mom and Connie as far as I knew. Connie must have told everyone else.

Well, I'm glad you're here, she said and gave me a kiss. We held hands and headed back up the hill.

If it isn't the wet lovebirds! Connie quipped when we stepped into the upper pool.

Shut up! Lisa shot back.

Yeah, Connie responded, wet or not, you don't look that unhappy with that big hunk of army guy hanging on you.

Lisa wrinkled up her nose and mouth and shook her head in a mocking motion. Then she threw the mat onto the slide to climb on and turned around and stuck her tongue out at Connie as I got on behind her. She took an extended break with me and when it was over, I did my best to stay out of her way while she worked.

She took another one later and we grabbed something at the snack bar. She went back to work and lifeguarded until closing.

All that week, the slide had just opened up right after school and stayed open until seven so the employees could get school work done and study for finals the next week. Roy would do the same the next week for the last week of school. However, since it was Friday, they stayed open until the regular closing time of eleven.

That was when the real fun started, though. I sort of just stuck close to Lisa during her shift. When lifeguards were working at the top, they had their choice of walking down or riding when it was time to switch off. (Believe it or not, some of them didn't want to get wet.) That was when I could sneak a ride down with Lisa. However just before eleven, Bret and a few other boy/girlfriends of the staff showed up and we played on the slide until way after one in the morning. We probably would have stayed longer, but that was when it really started getting too chilly that even the mass insanity of a private water slide party couldn't overcome it.

I followed Lisa and Connie to their house. Kris was waiting up, dressed as I'd always seen her if it was late in warm weather, in a shear housecoat over bra and panties. It was O.K. I'd come to look forward to it. I loved Lisa, but her sister and her mother were still as easy on the eyes as she was. No law against noticing.

Well, if anyone else kept my daughters out until almost two in the morning, I'd be inclined to be upset, Kris said. She was smiling, just letting us know that we were pushing the no curfew on weekends a bit. I'm not even sure if it applied to Connie since it was really for Lisa and my benefit.

To be honest, Mom, he only kept me out, Lisa said. Bret was keeping Connie out!

You're not in trouble, Kris admitted. Roy called and told us you were staying late at the slide. Did you have a good time?

The best, Lisa said looking up at me.

Mmmm, hmmm, she grunted. Well y'all get showered up and get to bed. Breakfast will be at eight for whoever is up.

And whoever isn't is on his own, Connie completed. We know.

Well good night all, Kris said and started out of the kitchen.

Good night, Mom, Lisa said. I'm just gonna go down and make sure Jim gets situated.

I could feel Kris's eyes roll without seeing them as she left the room.

Good night, Jim, Connie said and came at me for a goodnight kiss. She had always known that mouth kissing except for someone I was very close to made me uncomfortable. It was her way of getting me. Tonight I was getting her back.

Good night, Connie, I said as she neared me and puckered up to plant one on me. I grabbed her behind her back and swept her over sweeping her off her feet so to speak so she has hanging above the floor, suspended by my arms. She was in a bit of a shock that I had turned the tables so I went for it and planted a huge wet kiss on her. Then I lowered her a bit and let her go to fall on her butt. The wet running shorts made a funny splat sound on the tile floor.

I'm tellin' Bret you did that! she said, sprawled unceremoniously on the floor while Lisa and I got a good laugh.

Serves you right! Lisa said. She knew I was going to do something like that eventually. I had asked her of it was all right if I had a little fun and taught Connie a lesson the next time she tried it. My sweet goofball told me to go for it.

Connie laughed it off and got up to leave. She made a point of stopping in the kitchen doorway to rub her bottom like I'd hurt her dropping her and pout out her lower lip. She was as big a goofball as Lisa was and I often wondered if I had met her first if I would have fallen for herassuming there was no Bret in the picture.

Lisa took me downstairs. The guest bathroom had long since been completed. It had a stand-up shower and all the other accoutrements.

This will be your first breakfast at my house, Lisa said. She was standing behind me with her arms around my waist and her chin leaning on my shoulder. We were still in our wet clothes from the water slide. Her damp hair tickled my ear.

I've been meaning to ask, I began and paused before adding, Do you guys generally dress for breakfast?

You mean do we just come down in our underwear? she rephrased and asked.

Right, I responded.

She slinked around in front of me with her arms still around me and when we were face to face she nodded very emphatically with a huge grin on her face. We're all still family, she said. You don't have to if you don't want to.

I think that would be even more awkward, I said and gave her a kiss. Besides, I owe Connie several looks at me in my underwear.

Lisa snickered and kissed me again. Good night, City Boy!

Good night, Goofball!

Now I thought she left. I kicked off my shoes and started the shower. I stepped right in, justifying it by thinking that I should rinse the chlorine out of my clothes. I got some shampoo and was lathering up my hair whena pair of hands slipped under my shirt and started rubbing my back. (Why can't women just say they want to take a shower with me instead of sneaking up on me?)

Lisa's infectious giggle filled my ears and I felt a wet kiss on my cheek. I was going to have to share the shower with Connie upstairs, she said. I decided it would be more fun to share with you!

I got my eyes cleared of soap and spun around. My Lisa was still in her tube top and shorts and pulling the tie out of her ponytail.

Hi there, I said.

Mmmm, hello! she replied back. Would you wash my hair again like you did last week?

O.K, I said, but if I'm really going to wash it like last week, we need to get some clothes out of the way.

Well I do love letting you undress me, she shot back, putting her arms over her head and inviting me to pull her top over it.

I grabbed the bottom of the tube top, but paused and asked, Are we O.K. down here?

We're fine, she replied, putting her arms down. Mom went to bed, Dad's already asleep, Connie knows what I'm doing and I locked the bathroom door. You know, you should really lock that door if you don't want strange girls walking in here on you.

I pulled up a little on her top and she put her arms back over her head. As I was pulling it over and getting my first view today of her lovely, perky and very ample tits, I said, Just the one strange girl.

I let my hair rinse while I undid her soaking tan shorts and let them fall. I left her light blue string bikini panties with the red trim and strings.

You left my panties, she said when I turned her around gently to lather up her hair.

I've got something special planned for when I take those off, I said.

O-o-oh! she drew out, nodding with her whole body.

Just like the week before, I lathered her up and then slid one hand down her front, pausing on her tits, and then continuing down to slip it in her panties and caress her pussy. She immediately began to moan, that very girly sensual moaning.

I backed her under the water to rinse and got in front of her. I started to take her panties down and I slid on down with them and dropped to my knees. She stepped out of the wet underwear and stood with her legs apart. I slid my tongue between them and Lisa gasped and started to rub the back of my head. She moaned and whimpered and I put my whole face into it. She even helped a little with one finger for a while and then grabbed my head again before she broke loose with a pretty loud moan and an orgasm. Lucky the shower was on!

Happy Birthday! I looked up and said. Technically it was and we were legal now in all fifty states!

I stood up and kissed her. You still have your clothes on, she said. It was kind of sexy though.

Well you can remedy that, I told her and held my hands up to let her take off my shirt.

She gathered it up by sliding her hands up my wet sides. It was such a turn on! Then we both laughed a little when she realized that the BDU cut offs had a button fly and how she struggled with that. However my black boxer briefs were no problem and she mimicked my technique to take them down and left herself smiling up at me with a hand around my bulging erection. She kissed it on the head, teased me by licking up and down its length and then wrapped her lips around it and worked me like a professional. (Not that I had ever visited one, sheltered life, remember?)

I had to back up against the wall for support. Yes, she was that good. I adjusted the shower head so it was still spraying us. It was so hot seeing the water pouring over her hair as she bobbed on me like a mad woman. She often used head as an opening act for something else, but this time I knew she was just going for it. She was taking it deep throat for a few passes and then backing off and sucking while she jacked me with her hands, humming the whole time. I started to shoot off and my Lisa took it like a trooper, jacking me to pump every drop into her mouth, looking up at me the whole time. God, that was sexy!

She licked it clean and still on her knees said, Merry Unbirthday!

I pulled her up to her feet. I love you, you crazy goofball! I said.

I love you too, you hopeless city boy!

We remembered to actually wash before we got out. I got a pair of boxer briefs from my bag for sleeping. Lisa didn't have anything other than her wet clothes down there so she wrapped up in a towel. I held her in my arms to kiss her goodnight.

Mmmm, maybe I'll just sleep down here, she purred.

Nothing would have made me happier. However, I said, It wouldn't be very 'discreet' for both of us to come up from the basement to breakfast.

Maybe I don't care, she replied.

Goodnight, sweetheart, I countered.

Goodnight. Just remember; it's your loss, she teased.

Oh, I know that, I replied.

Lisa climbed the steps and at the top, turned around a blew me a kiss. Then she yanked her towel open and flashed me everything, just in case I thought she was being serious. As I got into bed, I heard her cross the kitchen and make her way up the stairs. From the basement, I could even hear the water running as she brushed her teeth. It's weird to remember those details, but my memory is identic for things that make me very, very happy or very, very upset. I'm hell in a lover's quarrel because usually only the woman can remember the bad stuff the guy did. However, that night, I was definitely very, very happy.

Lisa's birthday continues in Chapter 14.