The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Blue

Hunter placed a picnic mat on the floor with a basket filled with the food that the cook had prepared. It was a lovely place, the river banks; surrounded by lush greenery and a calm river. The sound of the birds added to the feeling, it was a good change from the city chaos. If Hunter wished we could stay here forever and I wouldn’t complain.

We’d gotten a perfect spot under the shade of a large tree. Hunter opened the basket and pulled out sandwiches and mini pizzas for the two of us. There was also a homemade cheesecake. I took a bite, the cheese, and the blackberries tasted heaven, so moist and gooey. I moaned and heard Hunter laugh. “She’s a great cook, isn’t she? Mary-Alix.”

I nodded earnestly. “Can she teach me to cook like her?”

“I’m sure she’d love to.”

“Can we stay here for a bit longer?”

“Do you mean the town or the river?” Hunter asked, grinning.

“Both,” I said taking a bite of the pizza.

“I have college in four days, love. The most I can push is a day forward. I also have some assignment I need to submit that I haven’t even started yet.”

“Assignment. Do you mean school work?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I can help you with that.” I offered.

“Thanks, but I’ve also been absent for a lot of time and that’s not showing well in my academic year reports. If it continues, I’m afraid I’ll have to repeat the classes.”

We washed that down with an equally refreshing lemonade drink. I rubbed the back of his neck and kissed him there. “You’ll be fine.”

“If you’re with me, I’m sure I’ll be fine.” He said quickly.

The afternoon turned lazy, and the two of us lay on our backs staring at the sky above. I pointed at one cloud that looked like an animal. “Oh look, that’s a rabbit.”

Hunter’s eyebrows furrowed as he concentrated towards where I was pointing. “I don’t see it.”

“Look closely,” I insisted, “There’s the rabbit ears and his body.”

“Oh right, I saw it too.” He said but I wasn’t convinced he had. “Show me something you see.”

“You tell me what you see and then I’ll tell you what it is,” I said.

“Okay.”

I pointed at a cloud, “What’s that there?”

“Hmm...a banana?” He asked innocently.

“Look closely, Hunter.”

“A boat, maybe?”

“It’s your penis.”

“My wife’s mind is in the gutter,” Hunter admitted.

I laughed and then he commented, “not that I mind as long as her mind stays in the gutter just for me.”

“Well, it will always remain that way,” I said leaning atop his chest. His arm went around my waist and he pulled me closer.

the top of my head. “I love you so much.” He said in a low voice. I loved how

“I love you, too.”

meeting strangers, but this town is small and everyone here is like a small

“Hmmm...I’m listening.”

his family tomorrow for a barbecue dinner. He’s been my dad’s childhood friend. Is it okay for you, I mean it’s totally fine if you

“I’ll go,” I said.

Hunter was always beside me, like a

was getting ready for my big day, Hannah was jokingly saying about how Hunter loved me so much that he would literally worship the ground I walked on, which was a little too much and it made me giddy but when I touched him, looked into his smoldering gray eyes, I knew that it was the truth and so I’d decided I would go to the end of the earth if that’s where he wanted

another part of me that kind of wished Hunter could shape-shift into a Merman so we could

spent the rest of the afternoon touring the small town, Hunter showed me the little Bakery where he used to visit as a kid. The owners were an old couple who were so delighted to see me there, they ended up giving me two full boxes of homemade cookies which I couldn’t

I’d been so excited about all the sweets there, I’d forgotten about

Mrs. Cookies,” I said while I

back in confusion and

opened the box of cookies and began devouring them. Jelly jam cookie, there was peanut butter, pumpkin chocolate, Oatmeal, Raisin cookie, chocolate chip and a few more but I forgot the

brought his mouth close to mine and I stepped back. He opened his mouth wide. I took a bite of my third

closed it suddenly and pointed at the brown bag in my hands,

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

the cookies was satisfying. “They

“One bite,” Hunter begged.

Huh.

was begging, maybe I should let him have a taste. I reached into the bag

head. “I want to eat

Gross. Who did that?

Apparently, Hunter did.

did that, next he brought his face close to mine, his fingers holding the back on my neck delicately as he tilted his face and nibbled the cookie slowly while it was still in my mouth, when he reached the end, he pressed

peanut butter, all together. I love it. The cookie tastes better in your mouth.” He whispered

what you started...” I whispered

crinkled amusingly. “We’ve been going on for hours last night, baby.

Make me come, right now.” I said. “Put

funny about me asking him that. Wives did

demanding

Hunter

asked to lick her down there, and for a moment I stared at her in surprise because I know another woman in her place would have liked me to assume

some telepathic powers to understand what was going on

she wanted

her thighs. She watched me with curious blue eyes as I hooked my fingers in her panties and peeled them away. I touched her soft folds and heard her sigh. She was wet, maybe wet wasn’t even the right word. She was drenched as I

her head back, her glorious blue hair splayed

on me,

fact that

me with eyes laced with desires

I would be joking if I said I wasn’t

and glared at me, a very cute horny glare, “Put your mouth

me laugh but for the first time I held it in. I didn’t

my tongue plunged into her, I made lazy strokes on her clitoris and

the private movie theatre upstairs which was followed by dinner in

I’d been adamant that I didn’t need anything from him, but now as I talked to the staff, joked and laughed with them

back here, settle down in this small town, inherit the house and raise my

from my empty plate thinking I’d probably missed something she wanted to tell me. But her

Strange...

Was there someone else in this room that I wasn’t aware about? If Blue said there were ghosts in this house, we

chalking it up as one of Blue’s many strange behaviors. It wasn’t like she was acting out of character anyway. My wife was different. I had come to realize that long

to herself when we were napping by the riverbanks, but my eyes had been closed that time