Kathy was back in time for a late lunch. While Anita was glad to see her, she said she felt like a mess and worse. An earlier look in the mirror confirmed she was not fit for visitors. It was too hot to have her leg under any covering and it looked like a beached dolphin lying on top of the bed. “What girl wants to be seen looking like that?”
The medical news was much better than the appearance. The doctor said she was doing well with no infection so far and barring any surprises, she could go home the day after tomorrow.
For the next two days the Brandon household enjoyed playing tourist. They rented kayaks and launched them from Walker’s Landing, an Amelia Plantation community boat launching ramp. The kayaking was great, much better than the fishing. Jack told the Minhs the fish weren’t dumb enough to be caught by noisy, laughing, splashing and otherwise sorry fisher people. They both got a little too much sun and ate too much at the several good restaurants on the island. The food at the Brandon house was better than eating out, but it was fun to get out and around.
On Sunday morning they ate brunch at the Ritz. Kathy was impressed. She mentioned that of all the brunches she had eaten around the world, this was the best. No buffet lines, just different food stations, Oriental, primarily Japanese, unlimited smoked salmon and beluga caviar garnished with mild chopped onions and capers, made-to-order omelets, crepes or any style of eggs with excellent bacon and link sausage, porridge and other cereals, pastry for every palate, melon, fresh fruit and excellent coffee served like magic at the table. Good eaters, they made several trips back to the food stations.
Jack wondered how Kathy kept her magnificent figure with her appetite. He was thinking too much about her. The employee/employer relationship bothered him. He wanted to make decisions without being influenced by the growing feelings he had for her. Romance and operations never seemed to work out, but he knew the more time he spent with Kathy, the more he wanted to be with her. He was afraid he had fallen for her, but he wasn’t going to make the first move.
Jack and Kathy spent the afternoon body surfing and returned with sand and salt water in every crevice. As Jack was getting ready to say see you at dinner time, Kathy took his arm and said, “It’s not night, but I want to come up with you. A hot shower will make a new woman out of me.”
Jack led her into the master suite. His father had designed a master bath opening off the sleeping area with no door. Instead, the walk-in shower was set at an angle with a curved wall providing privacy from the entrance way. Italian tile in desert colors flowed around the walls, surrounding a large garden tub set in copper colored Corian. Framed mirrors hung over the twin basins set in the same Corian.
Kathy took one look and said, “This is opulently magnificent! I can’t wait to get into the shower. Turn on the water.”
Jack laughed and spun the dial for the multiple heads. In seconds the water was warm, and Kathy was naked in the shower waiting for Jack.
She said, “You’re going to have to wear less clothing, if it takes you so long to get out of trunks and a shirt.”
Kathy put her finger against Jack’s lips, and then she was in his arms. Her arms wrapped around him as she pushed her body against him. Jack’s mouth sought hers. His hands ran over her naked body. Cupping her breast, he brought it to his mouth. Her nipples hardened as he gently and then more passionately took them in his mouth. She moaned softly and lifted one leg up around his waist. Jack slipped his arm under her leg and supported her weight. Kathy took his ear in her mouth and ran her tongue around his ear. She put her arms around his neck and lifted her other leg up around his body, rocking gently against him. She put one hand down and gradually took him inside her.
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