Heather


Independence day is one of my favorite holidays.  Hearing the Star Spangled
Banner always brings a tear to my eye and I always find myself marveling at the
huge fireworks displays.


That's what brought me to this lake, they always have a great show every single
year.  Unfortunately for me, one of the side effects of consistently putting on
a great fireworks show is that the crowds get bigger every year.  I usually try
to get to shows early enough to find a good spot, but this year I was delayed
and I found myself standing in a huge crowd of people.  The heat was stifling
and I could feel the sweat just pouring off of my body.  I don't suffer from
claustrophobia, but I could feel a panicky feeling start to overtake me.  The
crowd seemed to get louder all around me and I felt like they were pushing in
closer and closer around me.  It got to the point that I just couldn't take it
any more.  I quickly spun around and started pushing my way through the crowd. 
The heat and humidity that I felt emanating from their bodies wasn't helping my
situation out.  Neither was the fact that I physically needed to push against
the crowd to get through.


I finally made it out into the open.  A feeling of relief washed over me as a
breeze began to draw the sweat off of my body.  I took a quick look around to
get my bearings.  The lake and crowd were behind me and the parking lot was in
front of me.  I had about 30 minutes before the show would start and I wanted to
find a nice place to watch it from.  Preferably one that was nicely secluded. 
The problem I was finding was that every lot on the lake appeared to be
developed and I didn't want to trespass.  I didn't really see a reason for
spoiling someone's fourth of July Celebrations by having them stop their
activities and kick me off of their property.  I kept panning around the lake
until I noticed that the lot to my right was still undeveloped.  Not only that,
but a piece of land jutted out into the lake like a small peninsula.  I started
making my way towards it.


The closer I got, the more I realized that it would be perfect.  The peninsula
had a little 3' beach and was only accessible by trekking through the forest.  I
figured that few would be dedicated enough to battle the mosquito infested woods
just to have a little solace for the show.  I started making my way into the
woods and found myself stepping out onto the beach in less than 15 minutes.  The
view was spectacular!  I could see the entire lake and the crowd of poor saps
that were cooking in their own body heat.  I chuckled to myself and started to
poke around for something to sit on.  The beach was really lake muck and I
didn't want to end up with handfuls of it on the ass of my shorts.  My search
came up empty so I started to walk along the beach hoping to stumble across
something useful.


As I walked along I started looking out over the water at the beautiful houses. 
The architecture of each one was unique and easy on the eyes.  Only a few were
gaudy, most were simple and elegant.  I let my eyes linger on each and everyone,
taking in the designers' lines and forms.  That is until I came upon the final
house.  The one that was right in front of me.  The one on who's property, I now
realized, I was trespassing on.  It wasn't a huge deal, but it did catch me by
surprise.  I was pretty convinced that I was on undeveloped property, but I was
really on someone's lake shore.


Thankfully I didn't see any activity in the house.  I started following the
walkway with my eyes.  It lead down to the dock.  And standing on the dock was a
thin form with long black hair.  I could tell that it was a woman by the fact
that her form-fitting shorts were fitting quite a form.  He back was turned to
me and she was roughly 50 yards away.  I started to back up quietly so as not to
draw any attention to myself.  I really didn't want her to think that I was some
sort of pervert or peeping Tom.


I had only taken three or four steps before she turned and looked right at me. 
I froze, unsure of what would happen next.  She seemed to be studying me with a
serious, almost expressionless look on her face.  I lifted my hand and waved to
her, trying to show myself friendly.  She just stood there, still staring.  I
took another step backwards and started to turn around.  I figured it would be
best to get out of there before the authorities were called.  Much to my
surprise she spun around and started heading back up the dock.  I figured she
was definitely going inside to call the cops or get her husband.  I started to
move a bit quicker.  The muck wasn't helping in the least.  I slipped and almost
fell after only a couple of steps.  I took a quick look over my shoulder to make
sure that the woman hadn't already made it to the house.  I was shocked to see
that she was actually returning to the end of the dock and that she was carrying
a canoe over her head.  I stopped and watched as she easily lowered the craft
into the water.  She grabbed a paddle from the dock and lowered herself into the
back of the canoe.  She then locked her eyes on me again and paddled towards me.
Her strokes were strong and even and the canoe was cutting through the water at
a respectable clip.  She held my eyes captive with hers.  As she came closer to
my shore I could see that her eyes were a beautiful sky blue.  It was obvious
that she was intelligent, but I could tell little else.  Her face still had that
same expressionless look on it.


When she was within 5' she jabbed her paddle hard into the water, causing the
canoe to turn parallel to the shore.  She never took her eyes off of me as she
laid the paddle across her exposed legs.  "What are you doing here," she asked,
in a strong clear voice.  It was a sexy voice, melodic almost.


"I was trying to find something to sit on so I could watch the fireworks," I
replied, shaking myself out of my frozen stupor.  I started telling her about
the crowd and how I liked watching the fireworks without half of the county's
population rubbing up against me.  I told her about my brief trek through the
woods and how I didn't want to sit in the muck.  I told her about how I thought
that this was an undeveloped piece of land and how sorry I was for trespassing.


Thankfully she cut my rambling off by asking me if I would like to join her and
watch the fireworks from the dock.  "It's a great view," she assured me.


I managed to eke out a positive sounding something or other.  I guess it was
witty, because she laughed.  That, or she found my shyness funny...not really
sure which.  She took the paddle off of her knees, breaking eye contact with
me.  My eyes were immediately drawn to her arms as she pulled the paddle through
the water.  Her bicep had most definitely flexed to an impressive size! 
Especially on such a thin frame!  She turned the canoe back towards me and gave
a couple of strong strokes driving it onto shore.  Her eyes recaptured mine. 
She put the paddle down into the canoe and stood up.  It was then that I
realized that her frame wasn't so much thin as she was just tall!  She offered a
smile and began walking towards me.  As she reached the end of the canoe she
offered me her hand.  I took it as she said, "My names Heather."


"I'm KD," I replied, marveling and the firm grip she had.  Her face was so
beautiful.  Her long, dark hair really brought out her beautiful, sharp
features.  She had an air of elegance about her, even though she was in shorts,
a tank top, and flip-flops.  She started to step off of the canoe with my hand
still in hers.  She released my eyes by looking down to make sure of her
footing.  I took this opportunity to take a quick glance down her body.  I was
dumbfounded as I came off of her nicely muscled shoulders and found a pair of
breasts that put the entire porn industry to shame.  Here was a woman who stood
right around 6' with nicely shaped, large, top stretching cans!  The fact that
her waist tapered down to a trim and slender tummy just made her breasts look
even bigger.  How did I miss them?!?  Knowing that time was short I let my eyes
continue their journey down her body.  Her hips complemented her body nicely,
giving her a wonderful shape.  Her legs were breathtaking.  Long and well toned,
her quad and calves were flexed as she pointed her toes to reach the ground. 
Her legs looked so feminine and soft, but there was no denying the strength that
they undoubtedly possessed.


Heather was finally standing on the ground in front of me, but didn't release my
hand.  With her other hand she motioned for me to get on the canoe.  I got in as
quick as I could.  She released my hand and I started making my way to the front
of the canoe.  I made my way to my seat and turned around just in time to get a
wonderful eye-full of cleavage as she bent over and pushed the canoe back into
the water.  Her cleavage was so deep and her awesomely large breasts looked so
firm and supple.  I was getting "excited" watching them move with each step.  I
could feel her eyes on me, but I couldn't budge my eyes from her boobs.  I was
finally able to rip my eyes away when she straightened up and began to step into
the free-floating canoe.  It was only a temporary relief for me, because the
sight of her toned and muscled leg stepping into the canoe had me transfixed.  I
watched each and every muscle closely, waiting for it to flex and further excite
me.  She finally stepped in, quite gracefully might I add, and began paddling us
towards her dock.  She made small talk with me, asking me what I did and how I
was enjoying my Fourth.  I did my best to be my normal, witty self, but found
that I was quite tongue-tied.  I won't lie, it was awkward.  This woman was way,
way out of my league.  She could sense my apprehension and began to try to break
the ice.  She said, "Don't worry, you're not the first guy to fall prey to
these." She placed the paddle on her lap and lifted a breast with each hand.  I
didn't know whether to look at her amazing chest or at her bulging biceps!  Yes,
bulging!  Apparently the weight of each breast was enough to make her exert her
muscles, and what muscles they were!!  She noticed that my eyes were darting
from breast to bicep and back to breast.  "Hm, I can't say that I've had a guy
take so much interest in these before," she said as she dropped her breasts,
making them bounce ever so nicely, and gave me a double-bicep pose that almost
made me have an "accident".  Each bicep was peaked and there was a clear
separation between bicep and tricep.  I was in heaven!!  This vixen was
world-class model gorgeous, stacked in a way that would put a porn star to
shame, and had muscles that promised an awesome level of strength!  This was my
dream girl, in the flesh, and I was in her canoe on the way to her home!  I had
to fight off the urge to faint.  Heather just smiled at my obvious ogling,
picked up the paddle, and continued taking us to her dock.


Her strokes were so strong and steady that I found myself getting lost in the
rhythm.  I didn't realize that we had arrived to the dock until I saw her dig
the paddle in and turn the canoe sharply.  The muscles in her arm tensed and
flexed beautifully.  The canoe swung perfectly around and came within inches of
the dock.  Heather tossed that paddle onto the dock and quickly jumped up
herself.  She then came over to my side of the canoe and offered her hand.  I
stood up and took it.  I placed my other hand on the dock, it was about chest
height, and started to pull myself up.  Heather's arm suddenly tensed and I
found myself having an extremely easy time getting onto the dock.  While it took
my head a few moments to sort this out, my "head" figured it out quite quickly. 
Unfortunately for me that part of my body hadn't cleared the dock yet and
Heather was pulling me up fairly quickly.  Before I could use my other hand to
distance my "leg" from the dock, she pulled me past that point...hard.  I winced
in pain, but new that it would be too embarrassing to do anything else.  Heather
seemed oblivious to my problem as she continued to pull me up.  It finally hit
me that she had pulled me up to the point that my hand wasn't doing anything.  I
brought my knees up and put them on the dock and she stopped her pulling.  I
found myself wondering, through the pain, if she was strong enough to keep
lifting me higher with just that one hand?


I quickly stood up, ignoring that queasy stomach feeling that always accompanies
a "boys" related impact.  Without asking for my help, Heather got down on her
stomach with her breasts, arms, and shoulders hanging over the water.  She took
hold of the canoe by the two metal bars in the middle and pulled it up and out
of the water.  Using her elbows, she lifted her upper body off of the dock,
brought her knees forward, and stood up, all the while carrying the canoe.  With
it over her head, she took it back to it's resting place and gently set it
down.  How strong was this chick?!?


She sauntered back over to me.  "You may want pick that up before you trip over
it" she said, while putting a finger on my chin and closing my wide open mouth. 
She was simply amazing!  "I'll be right back."


I watched her walk away from me towards the house.  Her short, shorts (I think
all shorts look short on those ridiculously long legs!) did little to hide her
gorgeously muscled legs and clung closely to her nice ass.  The sway of her hips
was mesmerizing.  She went up to the house's deck, picked up a couple of metal
lounge chairs, and started walking back towards me.  She didn't look like she
was struggling at all with what looked like an awkward load.  Almost as if she
knew the effect that her eyes had on my own, she didn't look at me.  She seemed
to be pointedly looking at the water on either side of the dock.  I took the
opportunity of having my eyes freed up to really take a good look at her as she
approached.  Her long, dark hair was behind her shoulders, which were well
muscled and defined.  It was as if she had no body fat.  Her biceps were being
pushed out by the chairs and they looked amazing (I've always been a fiend for
big biceps on women).  Her breasts were simply indescribable.  Her quads would
flex with each step, each muscle clearly visible.


My brain simply couldn't comprehend how beautiful this goddess was!  My "tool"
was fully hardened and I was too stunned to try to conceal it.  She was now
within arms reach and I watched as she extended a lounge chair to me.  The
lounge chair was held by one hand and was fully extended away from her body. 
She was supporting the whole thing with one hand!!  I took it with one hand and
she released it.  She quickly turned around as the chair dropped to the dock as
if I weren't even holding it.  Her back was turned to me, but I'm sure I heard
her giggle.  I composed myself, grabbed the chair with both hands, and
positioned it next to hers.  She was reclined on hers before I even got mine
over to her.  I sat down and began to try to get comfortable when she reached
over, grabbed the armrest, and pulled the chair and me right up against hers. 
"That's better," was the only thing she said to my once again agape expression. 
My body was actually shaking with excitement at the fact that the most perfect
woman in the world had just used her amazing strength to pull me just a few
inches closer.  She pointed to the lake and told me that the show was about to
start.


And what a show it was!  There wasn't a single break in the explosions and the
music they chose as accompaniment was quite moving.  As the last flash of color
was consumed by the darkness I felt her hand reach over to mine and take hold of
it.  Our fingers intertwined.  I jumped a bit at the shock of contact.  Our eyes
met and she stood with me in tow.  She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me
in for a deep, passionate kiss.  I could feel her breasts pushing into my
chest.  Thankfully they didn't have much give or Heather would have definitely
felt how "happy" I was about the situation.  She let go of my hand and placed
her hand on my ass.  My eyes shot wide open in surprise, but my lips were still
thoroughly locked to hers.  I could feel her grip tighten on my "cheek" and my
feet leave the ground.  I quickly wrapped my arms around her torso and my legs
around her waist.  I felt ridiculous and very, very excited!!  Her breasts were
now completely consuming my chest and I could feel their weight on me.  My
member was in full contact with her crotch.  There was no hiding my "happiness"
now.  She released my lips and looked deep into my eyes.  "That comes much
later," she said, glancing down towards my predicament.  She gently put me back
on the metal lounge chair.  In yet another surprising move, Heather laid down
next to me on the chair.  There really wasn't room for both of us.  As she
squeezed in between me and the armrest I could feel myself being slid over and
right into the other armrest.  She laid on her side, her boobs pushing up
against the side of my chest, my arm wrapped around her body, and her head
leaning up against mine.  I could smell her hair.  It was an intoxicating scent
on a woman that already did enough intoxicating just by walking into a room. 
She lifted one of her legs and flexed it in a stretch just before bending it at
the knee and placing it on top of me.  Her thigh, just above the knee, made
contact with my member.  She applied a little bit of pressure and then slid her
leg down a bit, breaking contact before I got too "excited".  I let out an
audible "sigh," which made her giggle.


We spent the rest of the evening just like that.  We listened to the sounds of
the lake and felt the breeze cool our warm bodies.  Until the mosquitoes became
too much to bear.