Author's note:
This is a copyrighted work of fiction. The 'International Park' should not be confused with any real national park; nor the characters mistaken for anyone real.
Tags: MF, Threesome, Risky, Unprotected
The Ranger
A gust of wind from the north moved the branch that showed Maddie true beauty in the world for the first time. Maddie's younger half-sister, Cassie, paused and wondered what Maddie had seen, and what had completely captivated her attention.
The handsome naked man washing himself with a bottle of shower gel in the waterfall was perhaps twenty-six years old, maybe even as old as twenty-eight. With the late afternoon sun illuminating him, it could almost be a cinematic shot used to advertise the product he was using. Sex sells, after all, and this cinematic view was sex on steroids for Maddie.
"Ssh!" Maddie insisted as Carrie, approached noisily through the undergrowth.
There was a beautiful pristine pond and a little waterfall feeding it, before streaming away into the bigger river below; a pond perfect for swimming and bathing. Apparently, the muscular handsome man had thought so too, given the proximity to his campsite. It was close to where Maddie's family had stopped, and then explored down a short trail. Maddie adjusted her viewing position to maximise voyeuristic pleasure. The Adonis finished rinsing himself and started to move out of the waters, towards his towel, weapons, and clothes, waiting on the rocks.
"It's a naked man taking a shower in a waterfall. And?" Carrie shrugged, unable to see what the fuss was about. Her regard of the male body, at eighteen years of age, was of total disinterest. At twenty-five, Maddie's experience was not extensive, but she wasn't able to act with the same casual indifference. She did her best not to show how attracted she was to him. Her little sister just rolled her eyes at Maddie's sex driven desire. In Maddie's eyes, the guy was built, and had respectably generous genitals. A man built to breed. They complemented his fit muscular body nicely. Awesome.
"Shh!" Maddie insisted. Moving to get an even better view, a shaft of sunlight through the trees caught and illuminated her face like a spotlight. She stepped on branch that was dead and desiccated. Even with her petite shapely figure, the weight was too much. The twig snapped and was loud enough to attract attention. The man froze; his eyes darted to their location. His hand reached automatically for a rifle next to his clothes, rather than to cover his modesty. Carrie ducked, but Maddie's blue eyes and the man's intense green-blue eyes locked on to each other. He'd seen her; she'd seen him. She knew he'd seen her, and he knew that she'd been seeing all of him. Crap. His eyes, in the late afternoon sun, were almost luminous; and Maddie couldn't will herself to look away. Whatever power he had over her, she was captivated and captured by it.
"He's seen you! Run!" Carrie gasped. The man's eyes glanced at Carrie, to assess her as a potential threat, before returning back to lock on to Maddie's eyes and illuminated face. Maddie was still frozen and staring. Carrie pulled at her, urgently. Reluctantly, Maddie let her eyes blink away the image of the most handsome man she'd ever seen, and let herself be dragged by her little half-sister. They climbed onto the dusty track and ran back to where they had stopped.
"Why are you running?" Caleb asked worriedly, perking up as Carrie ran and grabbed his hand. He'd been inspecting a rocky outcropping further along the river. The mountain and other rock formations all over the park were awesome for those fascinated in geology, as well as ecology and botany. Caleb looked like his twin sister, Carrie. The same blue eyes and blond-brown hair colour. Annoyingly, Maddie looked exactly like them too, despite having a different father. Apparently, their mother's taste in blue-eyed fair-haired men had been consistent, before she had died.
"Come on Caleb!" Carrie pulled at his hand. He slipped his rock hammer into his rucksack, lifted it on to his back, and followed.
"Why?" He sighed, running after her. No one told him anything. That was the problem with being the baby of the family, even if his eighteen-year-old sister was only eighteen minutes older than him. The label stuck.
On the road at the top of the trail was a small area to accommodate a few cars. Calling it a car park seemed excessive. Calling it a rest-area would be more accurate, especially given that it was all hard pan rather than paved. Forest rose above the road on one side, and a steep incline fell away on the other. The family sports utility vehicle was missing, but unfortunately the twins' father was still there. He was there, standing in the dust, abandoned. It's fair to say that they hadn't prepared for this trip very well. It's not like they could camp, as they had no gear.
"This isn't a fucking camping trip! This track through the park was supposed to be a short-cut!" The man snapped as the three young people raced back. He only contradicted himself slightly given he'd sold the idea of coming this way as a leisure activity, and stopped when Caleb pleaded to check out the rocks. "And where is Brad? Did you see him on the ridge?" He asked them.
"Haven't seen him, dad. No sign of him or the car over there. Some cool rock formations though." Caleb panted, out of breath from running. The others caught up, also panting. Caleb was faster.
"That idiot has probably got himself lost." Ben Mitchell breathed under his breath, in an astonishing burst of double-standards and hypocrisy. He turned and focused on his perfect son, instead. He patted Caleb's face warmly. As a father you aren't supposed to have favourites of course. Caleb was his favourite though, and made no secret of it. If his other children felt less loved, they didn't mention it. They didn't seem to care at all; about anything.
"Where's the car?" Maddie pointed to the space on the dusty track where the car should be. They were all standing in a dusty carpark with no supplies or equipment; nothing. No one told her anything either. What was going on?
