Chapter 49 – Owing Val

  “I don’t know why I let her talk me into it, but I am gd I did.” – Kurt, talking to Kristi about the shower.

  “Well, this is sub optimal.” Kurt said while staring out the window at the entrance of his driveway. He chose to use the business professional version of ‘it’s all fucked up’ since his mom didn’t like cursing, and he was trying to get in the habit of not swearing so much.

  “Transtion, this fucking sucks.” Kristi said from his left, getting an amused snort from Kurt.

  The less-than-ideal situation was caused by a tree. A rather rge tree that had come down in the storm and was ying across the entrance of his driveway. It was a good size walnut tree, nearly three feet across by his estimation from the dry safety of his living room.

  They had spent all of the previous day inside, Kurt working on enchantments for Renee and some experiments of his own, only one of which was potentially workable at the moment. Kristi and Val had done another spa day in club Rosk before having a movie marathon and snuggle fest. Val for some reason spent most of it wearing one of his hoodies, tall socks and not much else.

  It was now Friday afternoon and while the rain had lessened, it hadn’t exactly stopped, still lightly falling. Kurt looked at his phone and reread the message his dad had sent. They had been deyed and would be getting in te. They had booked a room at a hotel after he mentioned they had a guest and no free beds at the time.

  “So… what now?” Val asked.

  “Well, get your boots on, we are going to go take care of that.” Kurt said and began marching toward the breezeway.

  “I don’t know how much help I will be…” Val began with a stupid smile. Kristi walked past and grabbed her by the waistband, dragging her along as they all put on boots and coats. “Fine but you owe me.” She grumbled to both of them once she was released.

  Kurt opened the garage door as he walked out to the third bay and pulled an orange case out from under a bench. He opened it to reveal his chainsaw, bought second hand and lovingly cared for by him, if not its previous owner.

  “Ooo, can I try that?” Kristi said while looking at the chainsaw. “I have always wanted to try one.”

  ‘They have chainsaws on your world?” Kurt asked, confused.

  Kristi shook her head. “No but I have seen them in movies. Are they as loud as they look?”

  Checking the gas and adding a little more from the can beled ‘mixed’, he led them out into the steady drizzle. “You bet they are. Also wear these.” He handed out spare eye protection.

  They walked out to the tree and Kurt got a better look at it. It was a little less than three feet in diameter but had fallen neatly over the driveway. The root ball on the far end was keeping that end off the ground by a few feet while the crown supported the other side.

  “Oof, this is a mess.” Kurt said while looking at the situation from up close. “This is an amputation waiting to happen.”

  “What do you mean?” Val asked from under the deep hood of her coat.

  “It is supported at both ends but not at all in the middle.” Kurt answered after setting down the saw and walking back to the garage. “Need something to support the middle…” He looked around the garage, hoping to find something. Then he spotted them. Jack stands. Those would fit the bill.

  He grabbed the four stands and tossed them in his ring then found a left-over piece of steel tube from one of his previous endeavors. He grabbed the pipe and made his way back to the tree. Finding a bit of solid ground, he set to work.

  The pipe was id across the stands, resting in the cradle and they were lifted until the pipe was just touching the trunk of the tree. Kurt had some chain on the stands that he used to connect the two, preventing them from slipping aside as the tree settled on them. On the other side of the road, he repeated the action with the other two stands.

  “And here, we, go.” Kurt said while priming the saw and then starting it on the second pull. The two-stroke engine roared to life and Val covered her ears while Kristi just grinned like a madman. As the saw settled and he let it idle, he waved Kristi over so he could show her what he was doing.

  She watched with rapt attention as he made a shallow undercut, scoring a line to prevent it peeling like a banana. Then he made the first top cut, going just past the width of the bar for depth. He backed out then took a wedge, giving him a little extra room in case things started pinching.

  He went at the section of trunk with a few more cuts, gradually taking more and more out until he could hear a splintering, popping noise. He let the saw idle for a moment and turned to listen. The pops had faded but when he stepped back, he could see he was close.

  “Watch the stands!” He motioned to the jack stands. “If it starts to go, let it fall, don’t try to catch it.” He was worried about the upper branches making it want to roll. He was no expert in felling trees and wasn’t sure if he was doing it right, but his pn made sense to him. All he knew for sure was that this type of fallen tree was especially dangerous to work on.

  When the girls backed up, he went in and took another cut that he followed through with. He let the root ball fall back into the hole it came from, sending a wave of cold, muddy water into the sky. A second ter, they were all covered in grit and soaked to the bone.

  They all looked at each other, wet and dirty from the sudden deluge. “Well, the tree didn’t roll.” Val said and wiped her face. “But now you both owe me.”

  Kurt went to the other side of the road and repeated the action with the branches which made much less of a mess. After he cut those off, he was left with around forty feet of trunk that stood on the jack stands. He had Kristi help him lower the ends to the ground, their enhanced strength easily dealing with the massive timber.

  Once it was squarely on the driveway, Kurt paced off the length then found the rough middle which was just over the side of his driveway. After marking it and shoving a bit of branch under, he handed Kristi the saw.

  “Alright, just like you watched me do. Take your time and we can roll it, so you don’t cut through to the dirt.” Kurt said and pointed to a spot roughly where he wanted a cut.

  Kristi stepped up and revved the saw a few times, grinning like a lunatic for a moment before she set her jaw and brought the bde down. She made a perfectly straight cut, rotating around the center so she didn’t get bogged down. After a moment, she stopped, and they rolled the log a little past a quarter turn. She finished her cut and the far end fell away, revealing a mostly clean cut with only a few stop marks.

  “Hell yeah, nice job.” Kurt said and cpped her on the back.

  “Ho! That was fun, can we do more with the saw?” She was giddy with excitement, barely pausing to cut the saw off while looking for something else to cut.

  “After it dries, we can do the branches and use them for firewood, I guess. This was dead standing and is in surprisingly good shape.” Kurt said while looking at the cut end.

  “Can’t you use it for more than just burning? It has a lovely color.” Val said, pointing to the hard contrast between the heartwood and sap wood.

  Kurt scratched his head, sweeping a wave of sawdust and dirt from his hair. “Maybe? I don’t know, I can ask Mark about it and see if he knows.” He pointed to Kristi. “Can you help me get that one off the road for now?”

  A couple minutes ter, they had cleared the two sections off the driveway and were walking back to the garage. Kurt was making promises to Kristi about teaching her more about the saw and other power tools. Val led the way, stopping so they could put the tools back before leading them into the breezeway.

  She helped them out of their coats while they kicked out of their boots and Kurt made a note to pick up a boot dryer or three next time they went to the store. He was doing his best to answer the myriad of questions that were thrown his way while following his girlfriend out of reflex.

  Suddenly they were in the hall just outside the bathroom. “Come on, shower and steam. I am cold and wet. Right now, I just want to be warmed up and pampered.” Val said while funting her absolutely sodden ears and tail, flicking mud at Kurt.

  Looking from Val to Kristi, he voiced what should be obvious. “Umm, Val? Forgetting about something?”

  She snapped her fingers. “Right, shower beer.” She then looked at Kristi. “Kurt and I will get the shower going, you go grab three… no, six beers and that little hard cooler to put them in.”

  Not stopping for a moment, she dragged Kurt through the door before looking back to Kristi. “Come on, go get them and get under the water.” Something in her tone set Kristi to motion and she nodded before walking swiftly back to the kitchen.

  “Val, what are you doing?” Kurt asked in a whisper as she stripped out of her soaking clothes, dropping them in the tub.

  “Just go with it and don’t be weird.” She said. “Group showers and ‘skin-ship’ are normal for us.” She neglected to say that the ‘us’ part was referring to her mother’s cn and usually only with women.

  Kurt wasn’t sure about it, but Val gred at him. “Don’t spoil this for me.” She pointed a finger at his nose and squinted slightly. So, with more than a little trepidation, he skinned out of his clothes and followed her into the shower.

  They had the heat rolling almost immediately and steam was building as the bathroom door opened a couple moments ter. “Umm Val?” Kristi said loud enough to be heard over the sound of the water.

  Val poked her head out of the door. “Well, come on, strip down and get in.” She ducked back into the shower before popping her head out a second ter. “And bring the beer.”

  Kristi was just staring for a moment while her mind tried to catch up to what was happening. She must have been waiting too long because Val exited the shower a few seconds ter and walked right up to her. She tiptoed to whisper in her ear while unbuttoning the taller woman’s shirt.

  “I won’t force you to get in the shower with us, but I would really like you to. I promise nothing will happen, just be casual, like we used to back in the barracks.” Val pulled back and looked at her. “Just trust me. If it goes wrong, which it won’t, I promise I will make it right.”

  Swallowing hard, Kristi nodded and began stripping down. She clutched the cooler to her chest like it was a life ring in a tsunami, stepping through the door as Val held her hand. She was filled with apprehension as she stepped into the steamy enclosure.

  Kurt was under the water, rinsing off with more than a little mud and dirt being washed toward the drain. He had just finished rinsing out his hair when he heard feet spshing on the tile. He wiped his eyes and ran a hand through his hair to keep more water from dripping.

  As he turned, he saw Val and Kristi standing at the back of the shower, whispering and gesturing. Kristi was nude but had her back turned to him while talking to Val. “Next for a rinse.” He said and stepped aside. Val took the cooler from Kristi and pushed her toward the front where the water was spraying.

  She shared a look with him as they passed. A simple eye contact before Kurt gnced at Val then back and giving Kristi an eye roll. That seemed to help her rex a little and she stepped with a little more confidence.

  Val didn’t say a word, just opening the hard cooler and pulling out a couple cans, opening one for each of them. She looked pointedly at Kurt but didn’t say anything as she waited her turn to rinse off. She then flicked her eyes over to Kristi as the dragoness started to actually rinse out her hair and Kurt got a good look at her body.

  Kurt felt slightly guilty about looking but he also had to. It helped that Val was also staring. Kristi was built like an athlete, no doubt about it. Kurt noted that while she had a small chest, she had a killer butt and legs. There wasn’t much fat on her either, just enough to give her some small breasts and pad her glutes.

  Her medium length silver hair contrasted with her tanned complexion, reminding Kurt of her strange parentage. Kurt also saw for the first time that there was a neatly kept patch of that silver hair covering her mound. Her green scales sparkled under the light as the water ran off them and seemed to take on a new luster under the warm light above.

  His inspection was cut short when he felt a little tap on the head of his penis and looked to see Val smirking up at him. She mouthed the word ‘rex’ as she set her can down and stepped forward to trade pces with the dragoness.

  When Kristi stepped out of the spray, she locked eyes with Kurt. He just smiled and jerked his head, signaling for her to come sit and he handed her a beer. He also noticed her eyes running up and down his body, lingering in certain pces as she sat on the bench. He felt a little off about having an erection pinly visible but at the same time couldn’t do much about it.

  After Val rinsed off, Kurt stepped back up and began helping her wash up, thering in shampoo and conditioner while she soaked up the attention. After she had been scrubbed down with her favorite loofa and rinsed off, she stepped back to let him under the spray. He tried to ignore the whispered conversation coming from behind him.

  Where Val loved the attention and luxuriating under the steaming water, Kurt was much more mechanical in his washing. He scrubbed in a particur order every time, hair, face, body, each with its own soap. If he was going to loiter in the bathroom, he liked to soak in the tub. His opinion was soon to be changed when he reached for his own loofa and found it missing.

  A hand touched his shoulder, and he felt the sudsy scrubber being run over his upper back, scouring hard while he put a hand against the wall to brace against the pressure. He hummed deeply as that hand then ran down his back, hitting that hard-to-reach spot between his shoulder bdes. He gnced back, surprised to see it wasn’t Val but Kristi doing the scrubbing.

  She had a look of concentration on her face, focusing on her task. When Kurt looked at Val, she was watching intently and made eye contact only long enough to nod at him. He took that to mean just go with it, so he resumed his lean on the wall as Kristi went to work.

  Kristi methodically worked over his back before wrapping around and getting his ts and obliques. He felt a slight hesitation as the washing progressed toward his butt until she seemed to make up her mind and commit to the whole back of his body.

  She ran over his hips then down the sides of his legs before running the soap up the inside, including a few good passes on his cheeks. Just when he thought she was done, he felt pressure on his arm and another on his hip. Kristi gently urged him to turn and face her while she looked very purposefully at his face.

  When he turned, she stepped forward a little, closing the distance between them to less than a foot while repeating the process on his front. He was briefly wondering how she would handle cleaning around his not so fccid member when he felt a hand gently cup and support it as the loofa made careful passes over the area.

  Gncing down, Kurt saw an interesting mix of focus and embarrassment on her face while she knelt to finish scrubbing him down. She seemed determined to finish what she started despite being eye level with his crotch.

  The end came soon after and she stepped back while Kurt rinsed off, closing his eyes and ducking under the stream of water once again to try and calm down. When he stepped out again, he turned to see Kristi standing there, shampoo in hand and looking at him intently while blushing. One corner of her mouth was pulled in, like she was chewing at the inside of her lip, an action he had seen when she was unsure of something.

  “Here, let me help.” Kurt said and took the bottle from her. He didn’t ask, he didn’t py it off, he just accepted and returned the favor.

  When she stepped under the water, she turned, keeping her back to him and facing the wall. Kurt repeated what he had done with Val, soaping and conditioning her hair, thankful it was shorter than his girlfriend’s and washed much quicker. He then reached out and got her washcloth which she preferred to the fluffy scrubbers that he and Val liked.

  After getting some soap on it, he pced a hand on her shoulder, gently touching the back of her prominent traps. She flinched slightly before leaning forward and putting her own hand on the wall. Kurt began so slowly and gently scrub at the back of her neck, letting her get used to his touch.

  As he worked his way down her shoulders, Kristi leaned more heavily into the wall, and he thought he heard a little rumble as he increased the pressure. The noise started when he began to scrub at her hard scales along her spine and shoulders. He was amazed at the feel of them, having expected something simir to a reptile but finding that all the edges were smooth and didn’t overp like other scaled creatures.

  Kurt looked down as something tapped the inside of his leg, just at knee level. What he saw was a green and tan tail, flicking back and forth. He was mesmerized by the motion, while working the washcloth up and down on auto pilot when he heard a moan and the humming increased in volume.

  Kristi was leaning fully against the wall, bracing both forearms on the tile while her head rested against the back of them. Kurt took that as a good sign and refreshed the soap on his cloth, continuing his scrub down her back. He followed the same path as her, working around her ribs and sides until he got to unfamiliar territory.

  Looking at her tail, he wasn’t sure how to proceed. After a couple seconds he just thought ‘to hell with it’ and ran the cloth over her tail, rocking from side to side as he went down the length. He noticed the underside, toward the base was especially sensitive and her legs trembled slightly as he worked the rag over that area.

  Using the edge of his palm, Kurt then scrubbed right where the tail met her lower back, and she made a strange sound that she quickly stifled. He didn’t stay there, moving on to her legs almost immediately. Down the outside of each leg, then back up as he gently washed under her muscur backside, carefully running the cloth between her cheeks.

  When Kristi turned around, she was panting slightly as they made eye contact. They shared a soft smile as Kurt applied a little more soap and started running the cloth along her arms. They stayed fairly close, neither backing away as he washed her. Their eyes both followed the progress of the washcloth as he worked down her chest, over her petite breasts and down her abs.

  Her hand twitched slightly, like she was offering to take the rag once he made it to her sex. But Kurt used the same tenderness he had with her tail as he gently washed her before kneeling and scrubbing down each leg. Kristi’s eyes never left him as he knelt down, locked on his face as he washed her. When she finally gnced up, it was to see Val smiling while slowly squirming where she sat.

  Kristi blushed at the staring from her friend and gnced away only to catch Kurt’s eyes as he stood back up. They shared a lingering look for a few seconds until he stepped away with a smile and went to sit by Val.

  With her head swimming, Kristi tried to clear her thoughts as she stepped under the water to rinse. She was so aroused but so conflicted at the same time due to the circumstances. Never before had she gotten such…tender, attention from a man. She hadn’t gotten that kind of attention from anyone before. The only reason she started it was because Val had seen her staring at Kurt while she was getting washed and then pressed the soap and loofah into her hands as he washed his hair.

  She took her time rinsing off, briefly hearing the shower door open and close as she did. When Kristi turned around, Kurt was holding a towel for her, his own wrapped around his waist but still tenting in a certain area. Both him and Val were mostly dry, having used the rock while she washed.

  “Thanks.” She said, once more feeling her face flush and knowing it ran down her neck and chest too show the others too. She took the towel and moved off to use the rock before wrapping it around herself.

  “Of course, happy to do it.” Kurt said, taking her words to mean more than just thanks for the towel. He went and sat near Val on the bench, draining his beer while fishing for a second. He then held out another for Kristi and Val gestured for her to join them.

  So it was that a new tradition was started in the Rosk household. The three of them sitting in the sauna, having just washed each other and then silently enjoying the closeness that came from it.