Single, Not Alone ch. 02

I woke up to the sounds of birds chirping somewhere outside the tent. For a few seconds, I just lay there, wondering why I decided that sleeping on the ground as a thirty-one-year-old was a good idea. The sleeping bag kept me warm enough, but it definitely didn't have enough padding.

I couldn't feel Aubree next to me and had a brief memory of her getting up, saying sorry as she climbed over to get out of the tent, and I could hear her moving around outside the tent now.

I hoped she wasn't regretting last night. I certainly wasn't and hoped that it wouldn't change our friendship, one way or the other. I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and looked around the tent. I quickly found my hoodie and socks, slipped them on, grabbed my shoes, and unzipped the tent after putting them on.

"Morning, sleepyhead," said Aubree, cheerful as ever, as the smell of breakfast hit my nose.

"Oh, it's not that late," I said as I stepped out and asked what I could do to help her.

"Sure you're not too worn out from yesterday?" she said with a slightly teasing tone.

"The hike or afterwards?"

She giggled and handed me a plate of food. "There's a lake two miles away that we should go to today. Maybe catch ourselves some dinner?"

"Sounds good."

We ate in silence for a few moments before I said, "So, Aubree..."

"Danny... like I said last night... don't ruin a great moment."

I laughed and said, "I wasn't trying to. Just was going to apologize for finishing in you without asking."

Aubree looked up at me and blinked her eyes a few times. "Oh."

"Is that ruining it?"

"Not at all. Sorry, just wasn't sure what you were going to say. And if I was worried about it, I wouldn't have let things go that far," Aubree explained and I nodded my head, glad that I had gotten that off my mind.

After breakfast, we made sure our camp was cleaned up, grabbed our smaller day packs, along with our fishing poles, and hiked to the lake. We spent most of the morning exploring around the lake before settling into a quiet spot for lunch.

"Look, Danny, last night was fun. No regrets, none at all," Aubree said after another silent moment. "I am serious that I don't want a relationship. But, having some more fun like that? I wouldn't say no."

I thought about what she said for a moment, chewing my food so I didn't have to answer right away. "I wouldn't either."

"Good," she said, finishing her food, putting her trash in her bag and standing up "Wanna go for a dip?"

I looked up at her with a confused look and said, "But we don't have swimsuits?"

Aubree just smiled at me, pulled off her tank top, pushed her pants and underwear down after kicking off her boots, and went walking off, wading into the water just a few feet away. I stared at her bare ass for a second, stuffed my garbage in my bag, and quickly stripped off my clothes, going to join her.

We swam around for a bit, laughing and splashing together, but careful not to get too close or touch each other. When we got out, we dried off in the sun, trying not to look at each other, especially in the eyes, but giggling whenever we did, or whenever she would catch me looking.

After we were dressed, we got our fishing poles out and walked along the edge of the lake, attempting to catch dinner. Fortunately, it didn't take long for us both to catch a few fish, and we hung them on a line from our bags as we hiked back to our camp.

Aubree had more experience cleaning and gutting fish than I did, so I gladly let her guide me as we prepared the fish we had caught. We grilled the fish over a fire, ate it, then settled in for the night sitting next to the fire.

Unlike the night before, there was no light flirting, no kissing, no awkward silences. Just our normal conversations, talking about life, sharing stories from our past, wonders for the future, etc. When we were ready for bed, we put out the fire and went into the tent.

Once we got into the tent, we changed into our pajamas, crawled into our sleeping bags, and said good night. Aubree rolled over, her back to me, and I tried to find a comfortable spot in mine.

I had just closed my eyes when I felt Aubree roll back over and our faces were right next to each other. My eyes flew open as I felt her lips against mine. I quickly returned the kiss. We didn't talk as we pushed our sleeping bags down, stripped off our clothes, and fucked.

The next day, we ate breakfast, packed up our camp, and hiked back to Aubree's car. Neither of us mentioned anything about the two nights, and I honestly could have believed that I'd dreamed both of them. Once we were back at my house, Aubree helped me unload my gear, then went to give me a hug goodbye.

"Thanks for coming this weekend. I had fun," she said as we wrapped our arms around each other.

"You can come in, if you want," I said.

Aubree giggled as we pulled away from each other. "Don't push your luck."

"You're the one whose mind went there," I teased her before we said goodbye and I waved as she drove away.

The few days after getting back from the hiking trip were as normal as could be. Work, sleep, eat. But, one conversation I had with Aubree over the weekend did stick in my head.

What was I going to do with this house?

I had a pretty decent amount of equity built up already. I'd bought the house at a lucky time, when interest rates were low and the housing market hadn't exploded yet, and I'd been putting extra toward the principal every month. I knew that selling probably wasn't an option, but was curious about a few other things.

I did a little research myself, but decided that talking to someone more in tune with the market would probably know best. And I knew just the person... Kylie Fuller, the realtor that had sold me the house.

Kylie and I had actually developed a decent friendship after I bought the house. We both had similar interests in gardening and having a small homestead, plus saw each other whenever her company put on client appreciation events.

"Hey Kylie, been wondering a few things about the house that I'm wondering if I could get your opinion on, or at least point me in the right direction. First, I've been debating on adding on to the house. Bigger kitchen, master bedroom and suite. Or... should I look into tearing down and rebuilding the house. Is that even an option? Let me know what you think. Thanks."

I sent the message Wednesday night, knowing that with Kylie's busy schedule, being a mom of two and being a realtor, that it might take her a couple days to respond. So, when my phone went off with a text notification a few minutes later, I knew it wouldn't be her.

Instead, it was Aubree. "Hike on Saturday? I can't go in the morning, but will gladly go in the afternoon/evening. Let me know."

"Of course. Can't wait. Where do you want to go?"

We talked about a few different trails before deciding on one. Aubree ended the conversation that night by saying, "Last time I was on that trail, I didn't see anybody else the entire time. Just sayin'."

That got me to start growing immediately.

Kylie texted me back on Friday, asking me a few questions about what I was looking for, why, and some about my mortgage. I answered them all for her and she said, "Give me a few days, maybe a week, and I'll have some answers for you. How are you doing, by the way? It's been a while since we've talked."

"I'm good. I think I'm finally used to being single. Still feels weird some mornings, but kinda nice at the same time."

"Do I need to play matchmaker while I research your questions?"

I laughed, already knowing there was only one way she expected me to respond.

"Nope, there's only one woman I want, and you know who it is."

Kylie was happily married but that never stopped me from flirting with her. She had long, dark brown hair, hazel eyes, a little nose ring, and a beautiful smile. Her figure was naturally curvy, with a full chest, rounded hips, thick thighs, and strong, toned legs. A large floral tattoo covered her shoulder and upper arm, giving her a slightly edgy look.

Apparently, I had a thing for girls with floral tattoos.

While Kylie was helping me find a house, I had accidentally sent her a flirty text meant for my girlfriend at the time. She actually responded, thinking I was her husband. Once we figured it out, we both apologized, had a good laugh about it, and it became a little inside joke between us. Of course, on my end, I was insanely attracted to her.

She sent back a laughing emoji and said, "Maybe if you were selling."

On Saturday, I spent most of the morning catching up on yard work I had been putting off before getting ready for the hike with Aubree after lunch.

Aubree was already at the trailhead when I pulled up in my truck. She wore a bright yellow spaghetti-strap crop top that hugged her chest and tight blue athletic shorts that showed off her curvy hips and thick thighs. A turquoise fanny pack rested around her waist, while a colorful baseball cap and aviator sunglasses framed her freckled face. Her blonde hair was pulled back, and her familiar, crooked smile greeted me. Her floral tattoo sleeve stood out against her fair skin.

"Hey you," she said as I got out of my truck, gave her a quick hug, and grabbed my pack out of the bed of the truck.

"I can see what you meant by not seeing anybody on this trail," I said as I looked around at the empty parking lot.

"Right? It's perfect to get away. Have some fun. Not have any worries," she said as we started walking.

We got about half an hour into the hike when Aubree, walking in front of me, said, "So, I've been thinking a lot about last weekend and what happened between us. And, really, about life."

"Ok," I said, a little bit of a question in my voice.

"This week was actually really good. I felt more relaxed and stress-free at work than I have in a long time. And, I think it was from sleeping with you. It was really good. Look, Danny, I don't want a relationship. But, I would love a fuck buddy. I don't know how you feel about that, but I've been thinking about it a lot."

"So, you want to be like friends with benefits?"

She turned around and smirked at me. "Yes. Full benefits. Whenever and wherever you want, full access."

"So, like, I could spank your ass right now? Grab your tits and kiss your neck?" I asked, teasing her a little.

"I wouldn't say no," she confirmed.

We were walking on a flat part of the trail and it only took me a few steps to catch up to her. I placed my hand on her hip to slow her down, softly spanked her ass with my other hand, then moved both hands up and cupped her breasts, feeling my fingertips on her exposed flesh and stopping her in her tracks.

I leaned forward, squeezing her breasts a few times, and started to kiss her neck, leaving little kisses all over it. I kissed up to her ear and whispered, "Is this why you picked this trail? Hoping something like this might happen?"

Aubree giggled, pressing her butt backwards and into my groin, and said, "Maybe. So what if it was?"

"We could have just gone to my house," I said, using my fingers to rub her nipples through her tank top, feeling one grow hard, the other nipple already hard thanks to the metal bar through it.

"Hmm, yes, we could have. But, it's so fucking hot to do something out here," she said, closing her eyes and rubbing her ass across my growing cock.

"Like what?"

She turned in my hands, gave me a long, passionate kiss, and said, "Let's get to the top."

It took another hour for us to reach the top and our conversations the rest of the way up stayed away from anything sexual or the previous weekend. At the top, we did our usual, eating a snack and taking a few pictures.

"It's so peaceful up here," Aubree said, looking out over the view we had.

"Seriously. It's amazing. I'm surprised more people aren't up here."

"It's a good thing with what we're going to do."

"Yeah?" I teased, turning to look at her. "And what would that be?"

Instead of answering with words, Aubree wrapped her arms around my neck and started to kiss me. I returned the kiss as I put one hand on her ass, cupping her cheek, and wrapped my other arm around her waist, pulling her close to me.

She moaned into my mouth as we kissed and her hand moved down between us, rubbing my growing cock through my shorts. When I was hard, she slipped her hand inside my shorts, wrapped her fingers around my shaft, and started to jack me off.

"Fuck, Aubree," I moaned, ending the kiss, and moving my lips down to her neck.

She giggled as she pulled her hand out of my shorts and quickly pulled them and my boxers down to my ankles, freeing my hard cock. As I kissed the exposed skin of her cleavage, she started to jack me off again, but squatted down in front of me, pulling my lips away from her.

I looked down and watched as Aubree moved her hand up and down my shaft. She stuck out her tongue and swirled it around my tip, then licked up and down my sides. She slowly wrapped her lips around my cock and started to suck as she bobbed her head up and down.

My view was partially blocked by the hat she was wearing, so I grabbed it off her head and let it fall to the ground. In response, Aubree looked up at me, left her hand at the bottom of my shaft, and took all of me inside her mouth, burying her nose in my groin.

"Fuck, Aubree," I moaned again.

She started to bob her head again, up and down my shaft, placing one hand on my hip to steady herself. She used her other hand, taking it off my cock, to pull up on her tank top, exposing her breasts, letting me stare at them as she blew me.

I moaned as Aubree sucked me into her mouth, her lips fully closed around my shaft. She gracefully avoided her teeth touching my shaft, but kept her tongue running up, down, and around it. She moaned around my shaft, keeping her eyes looking up at me as she blew me.

"I'm going to cum, Aubree," I warned her a few minutes later.

She moved her mouth to the tip of my cock, putting her hand back on my shaft. She closed her eyes, focusing solely on getting me off, as her hand went up and down, and her tongue swirled around my tip.

"Oh fuck! Aubree!"

I leaned forward, my knees trying to buckle under me, and grabbed onto her head for support. I groaned deeply as I started to orgasm, feeling the cum shooting out of my cock.

Aubree stopped using her tongue on me, instead slowly bobbing her head up and down the first few inches of my cock, while using her hand to milk out the cum from my shaft, tightly gripping it and pushing upwards.

She eagerly swallowed my cum as it shot out, moaning as she did so. She opened her eyes, looking up at me as I came, a satisfied look on her face. I continued to hold onto her hair, eventually loosening my grip as my orgasm ended.

"Wow," I said breathlessly, taking a few deep breaths, as Aubree took me out of her mouth, and used her tongue to clean off my cock before pulling up my shorts and underwear.

Aubree stood up, licking her lips, and fixing her tank top as I watched as she walked over, drank some water from a water bottle, and then came back to me, a smile on her face. "Pretty fun trail, isn't it?"

I laughed and said, "Why do I feel like you've done that before up here?"

She shrugged, a knowing look on her face, and said, "Are you jealous?"

"Nope," I said, leaning in to kiss her, and let my hands wander her body, squeezing her breasts and rubbing her groin.

"Hmm," she moaned. "Why don't we get back down to our cars?"

Our hike back down was fairly uneventful, besides Aubree teasing me a few times about wanting her to walk in front. I said it was in case she fell, but, she was right. I just wanted to look at her ass.

I wasn't sure what she had planned back at our cars, but the parking lot was still empty when we returned. We both put our packs in our cars before turning and looking at each other.

"So..." I said, making myself laugh with how awkward I sounded.

"What? Do I need to tell you everything we are doing?" she asked, walking closer to me, smiling and laughing.

"Well, no," I replied, instinctively putting my hands on her hips.

"Shut up and kiss me, Danny," she said, leaning forward until our lips met.

I took full control of the kiss, pushing her up against her car. Our lips stayed together as we made out, our heads twisting and turning, as soft moans escaped both of our mouths. I slowly moved my hands up and down her body, eventually sliding one of my hands under her tank top, and cupping her bare breasts.

As I squeezed her breasts, she moaned into my mouth and pressed her body against mine when I pinched her nipple.

"My house?" I whispered in her ear before I gently nibbled on her earlobe and kissed her neck.

"Let's go," she said, reaching for the handle of her door.