King Of The Hill Porn Story: Gribble Drabble – Chapter 2

Nancy
switched the radio off the second the first love song came on. At
this time, she wanted to be lost in her own thoughts. Her husband did
not say much; he seemed to be deep in thought as well. When they
first set out, she had asked him where they where going, but he would
not tell her. She felt too tired to argue at that point, and just was
happy to be able to shut her eyes for a little while.

Maybe
Ill get lucky, and well go out some place close to the mall,
and I can shop while Dale doeswhatever.

But
Nancys hope of that was crushed, once they passed by the shopping
center. She sighed, and slid down in her seat. Dale was silent for a
moment; but then spoke.

Well
be there soon.

His
voice had symphony in it, and for the first time, Nancy thought that
maybe, just maybe he was being receptive to her.

Nancy
looked to her husband then, as he fished his pack of cigarettes out
of his pocket, selected one, took out a book of matches, broke one
off, lit one, and then his cigarette. For the first time, Nancy
thought about how manly her husband seemed. As much as she did not
enjoy the second-hand smoke, there was something masculine about the
way Dale could multi-task with his smokes and the thing was, he did
not even know it. He just did it, because that was his way. Nancy
felt her heart skip a beat, but only for a moment.

I
just wish you would tell me where what this is all about, Shug.

Her
voice was softer than usual, with hints of sadness that seemed to
have not been brought on the current situation; but rather the
sadness had been in her for quite awhile. Dale then turned on the
radio. It was then that she heard the lyric:

I
can never fall in love again; I can never go back.

Nancy
closed her eyes. John Redcorn and her had once made love to that
song. She began to get sleepy, and she let the sleepiness take her,
hoping she could find the answer in her dreams

Nancy.
Nancy, wake up.

Mmmm?
Nancy opened her eyes, and saw that they had stopped. Dale was now on
the passenger side, gently shaking her arm.

Well,
were here. How do you like it?

Nancy
looked around, as things began to come into focus again. She saw
sand, some seagulls, and in the near distance, water. They had
arrived at the lake.

Dale
smiled at his wife, as he reached back, and grabbed a cooler out of
the back, then climbed out of the van.

Come
on! He exclaimed like a giddy child to his parents just arriving
at Disneyworld.

Nancy,
still a bit groggy, got out of the van and quite apprehensively
followed him out towards the beach.

If
we had gotten here a few hours earlier, I could have gotten some sun.

Nancy
sighed. Why did her husband have to be so strange?

Come
on, Nancy! We just have to stay here until midnight. Then the
invasion will be over, and well be safe as a bug in a rug.
Except-I guess thats not really safe.

She
stood back as he looked up to the skyline, seemingly looking for
something.

Dale?

He
looked to her; and reached out to her. I am just always looking
out for you, my love.

Dale
then led her to the dunes, and once there, he put the cooler down in
the sand.

Dunes
where built by aliens, you know.

No
they werent, was Nancys reply, but Dale did not seem to
hear, as he rummaged through the cooler, and pulled out a beer. Nancy
noticed there was nothing in there for her.

Shug,
you can not drink on the beach.

No?
But there is nobody here, Nancy. He said whiningly, and he did not
stop to open the can he was holding. At this point, Nancy was about
to give up. She sat down in the sand, wanting to cry, but yet nothing
came out. She looked out to the calm ocean, and several sea gulls
where circling above, probably stragglers; that stayed behind from a
busy day at the lake looking for perhaps one last piece of food.

Dale
then sat down besides her. Nancy? Whats wrong? He looked at
her, behind his sunglasses. Although the sun had now gone down, she
knew he would be leaving them on.

Its-its
just things are just not the way they use to be, Shug. She said
sadly. I guess-and its hard for me to tell you this- I am
feeling a little lonely.

Dale
was silent for a moment, but then put his hand on her shoulder. This
slightly surprised her; why she was not quite sure. Maybe it was
because she did not expect her husband to understand why she was
lonely. The truth was, she missed John Redcorn.

I
understand, Nancy.

She
then looked to her husband now, with more surprise. He took a quick
sip of his beer, and then continued.

I
havent been spending enough time with my wife; the most beautiful,
sweetest person in the whole universe.

She
smiled now a little, her husband was clueless, to say the least, but
she knew that he loved her.

Let
us make the most of our time out here-do you remember how we use to
come here and make out when we first met?

Nancy
nodded. Although she did not want her husband to know, she truly drew
a blank when he had just mentioned it. Was there a time where they
had been to this lake before, and made out? Had it been that long
ago? She wanted so much to remember.

Maybe
now is the time to create new memories.

The
wind blew through Nancys hair then, and with that, she felt a
little spark inside her, one that she thought was long gone, start to
burn. As she shifted her weight in the sand to turn and face her
husband, her blue sundress strap slipped down her shoulder. She did
not attempt to fix it.

Shug
She wrapped her arms around him, and then began to kiss her husband
more passionately than she ever had-or remembered. She felt him shake
a little as she held him, and it made her, shake in turn, just the
fact that she still had that effect on him.

Ohhh,
I think-I think Ill finish this beer later. Dale placed his can
down, once she pulled a little away from him. And with that, it was
Dales turn to take Nancy into his arms, and to kiss her.

The
sun was beginning to set as they both held on to each other. Nancy
shivered a bit, as it was beginning to get a little cool, and Dale
pulled her even closer. She leaned against him, and she could feel
the warmth of his body.

Oh,
Dale-your so warm, she said softly. He said nothing, but smiled,
and Nancy thought he had blushed a little bit. She once again leaned
in to kiss him once again. She then whispered in his ear:

Oh,
Shug, you know, what you did today-it was fun. It was almost like
you-kidnapped me. Nancy could feel herself getting weak in her
knees upon saying the word kidnapped.

Um,
Nancy, theres something you should know. Dale patted his front
pocket for his cigarettes, but then reconsidered taking them out.
I-um, well-you see-there is no alien invasion.

Shug?

I
just made that up as an excuse to get you out here. I know we havent
been really spending that much time together lately, and I just
wanted a little excursion with you.

Oh,
Shug, I knew there was no-I mean, oh Shug.

Nancy
embraced her husband, and kissed him on his cheek. Dale in turn,
looked around them.

Hey,
you know theres no one around. Except maybe for that tourist
family over there. So where were we?

A
few hours later, and Dale and Nancy where back in the van, heading
back to Arlen. Nancy flipped on the radio; and heard there was a love
song playing. She paused, and looked to her husband, and then without
hesitation, turned it up a bit.