“Love in the Great Pine Woods”, Ch. 16 (PG-13, S): Wedded Bliss on the Mountain, January 13, 2016 by Gratiana Lovelace (Post #860)

0aaa-Love-in-the-Great-Pine-Woods_story-cover_Jan0516byGratianaLovelace_3intall-rev7(An original story copyrighted by Gratiana Lovelace; all rights reserved) [(1) story cover, left]

[From time to time, I will illustrate my story characters with: Richard Armitage as Sam Wakeforest, Marcia Gay Harden as Sam’s older sister Tessa Wakeforest Shoop Delaney, and Emily Deschanel as Tessa’s sister-in-law Olivia Delaney, Viola Davis as Pauletta Perkins, Cicely Tyson as Nellie Newton, Anna Sophia Robb as Alice Trent, Kevin Spacey as Roger Delaney, Sam Heughan as Todd Wakeforest, Idris Elba as Dominic Perkins and others as noted.]


Authors Content Note: “Love in the Great Pine Woods” is a mature love story with dramatic themes of love and relationships. It will mostly be at the PG and PG-13 movie levels. Specific chapters or passages may have a further rating of: L for language, D for dramatic emotions, and S for sensual themes. And I will rate the chapters accordingly. If you are unable or unwilling to attend a movie with the ratings that I provide for a chapter, then please do not read that chapter. This is my disclaimer. And as is my habit, I will summarize the previous chapter’s events at the beginning of the next chapter.

Authors Recap from the Previous Chapter:  Sam and Olivia share a tender and loving wedding night that begins with some sweet shyness as Olivia and Sam begin to share their lives together.


“Love in the Great Pine Woods”, Ch. 16 (PG-13, S): Wedded Bliss on the Mountain

Sam and Olivia share an unforgettable night of love and romance as they join their bodies and their lives together forever, on this, their wedding night, Wednesday December 30, feet-coversOct1012instforenergyresearchorg1955.   And much much later this night–with their bodies still entangled as they cuddle [(2) right] with each other after a second romantic tryst after they ate their sandwich dinners–the newlyweds Sam and Olivia, husband and wife, finally drift off to sleep in each others’ loving arms, in sweet contentment and bliss.

Olivia Marie Delaney Wakeforest awakens the day after her wedding–on Thursday December 31, 1955, New Years Eve day–to a new yet delightful sensation of being held gently but firmly from behind–and someone kissing her bare shoulder as he spoons with her. Olivia looks over said shoulder to see her loving husband Sam Wakeforest nibbling there.

Sam: “Oh good! You’re awake, Olivia. I thought that I might be losing my touch.” Sam grins wickedly as he pulls his new wife closer to him, though they are already so close that not even a whisper could pass between them.

Olivia: “Morning, Sam.” Olivia sighs contentedly. After two romantic wedding night trysts, she is now a much loved married woman. The slim gold wedding band on the third finger of her left hand is further evidence of their deepening bond of love.

Sam: “Sleep well?”

Olivia: “Yes. When you let me.” Olivia jests and smiles coquettishly at her new husband.   She likes his attentiveness as her husband, etc.

Sam:   “Hmmm.” Sam growls deeply, remembering their lovemaking last night. Then remembering that it was her first time–and her second time–making love, he asks her solicitously. “How do you feel this morning, Olivia My Love.”

However, Sam is also eager to gauge his wife’s ability and willingness to make love again. Sam’s libido now reawakened, he is a fierce but gentle lion of a lover.

Olivia: “Perfect!” Olivia sighs.Sam-isRichardArmitagesmiling--likely-a2014-TheCrucible-stage-door-appearance_May2515chiara-tweet-crop-sized

Sam: “So, you’re not … sore?” He asks probingly. Sam’s little boy look of hopeful eagerness does not seem out of place on his forty five year old face [(3) right] .

Olivia: “No.” Olivia smiles shyly at him. At least, she is not sore in the way that he is alluding to.

Sam leans back and guides Olivia to lie on her back again–and he leans over her and they embrace and kiss sweetly and tenderly.

Sam: “Then might I adore you again, My Love?” Sam asks because he does not want to overwhelm his no longer a virgin bride.

Olivia: Lowering her eyes shyly, but failing to hide her smile, Olivia nods and whispers. “Yes please.”

Sam delights in his new wife’s shy willingness to make love with him. He had worried before they married that he might have to be very patient with her as he introduced her to the intimacies that a husband and wife share. He had fully expected some resistance–his brothers having said a thing or two about marriage. So Sam is thrilled to find that there is no resistance on Olivia’s part. Although …

Olivia: “Will you just let me freshen up in the bathroom first? I want to brush my teeth and such.” Olivia still feels a bit embarrassed to be visiting the bathroom–as people do–and with the knowledge of her new husband.

Sam: “Of course.   I’ll be waiting for you right here.” Sam closes his eyes and leans back onto his pillow with his arms crossed under his head. Though he can still see out his partially closed eyes, he wants to give Olivia at least the illusion of privacy.

But now Olivia is in a quandary. She has to leave their bed in the growing morning light, and she is naked–with her pretty negligee nowhere to be found. Sam had tossed it somewhere after he had coaxed her out of it during their romantic tryst number two. She bites her lower lip and looks around as she sits up on the side of the bed, her grasping the bed sheet and blanket to cover herself. Sam smiles for her modesty.

Olivia: “Sam?” She asks shyly.

Sam: “Hmmm?”   He responds lanquidly, with out opening his eyes more fully.

Olivia: “I need something to cover myself with in order to go to the bathroom.”

Sam was about to say that as her husband, he is entitled to see her naked–but he thinks better of it. So he reaches over to the chair by his side of the bed and grabs his cotton terry cloth robe–then he hands it to her.

Sam: “Here you go, My Love.” He smiles at her, then closes his eyes and lies back down again.LOS ANGELES, CA - SEPTEMBER 28: Actress Emily Deschanel attends the "Yes on Prop 2" benefit at a private residence on September 28, 2008 in Los Angeles, California. (Photo by Jason LaVeris/FilmMagic)

Olivia: “Thank you, Sam Dear.” Olivia smiles sweetly [(4) right] for Sam understanding about her still feeling a little shy about exposing her body to him.

Sam: “You’re welcome.” He smoulders deeply and adoringly. For his Olivia is a natural beauty–and she has never looked lovelier to him as she does now in the pale morning light dancing across her face. Her silky hair, kind eyes, rosie cheeks, and luscious lips are just a few of the reasons that Sam counts himself the luckiest man on Earth.

After their wedding night last night, there is not an inch of Olivia’s skin that he has not kissed and then some–even the backs of her knees where he discovered that she is quite ticklish. Olivia carefully pulls the robe around her, covering herself before she lets the bed sheet fall away. But as Olivia tries to stand up from the bed, she finds that her legs and back are too weak and she plops back down on the bed in surprise.

Olivia: “Uh!”

Sam: Feeling her plop down on the bed with a slight gasp, Sam opens his eyes to look at Olivia in concern. “Olivia, You are not well!” Sam says in alarm as he bounds out of bed–without worrying to cover himself–and he nakedly dashes around to Olivia’s side of the bed. He kneels down before her. “What’s wrong?” He kisses her cheek and holds her hand in concern.

Olivia: “I’m not sure, Sam. But my legs feel so sore and leaden that I couldn’t stay standing. And my lower back is also sore.” She looks at him sheepishly.

Sam: “Is that usual for you in the morning?” He wonders if she has arthritis or some other health issue?

Olivia: “No! I’m usually, the first one up in the morning. It’s just that I think …”

Sam: “Yes?” He looks at her encouragingly.

Then Olivia leans in to Sam kneeling beside their bed and she whispers to him–even though there is no one else to hear her in their isolated mountain cabin.

Olivia: “I think … I think maybe … it’s because … I wasn’t accustomed to … well to holding my legs up in that way.” Olivia scrunches her eyes closed in embarrassment and she lays her forehead down on her husband’s shoulder. Sam was and is a gentle and a patient lover, but this is all new to her.

Without Olivia seeing Sam’s face, he smiles in understanding.

Sam: “Of course. Lovemaking is a bit … athletic. And you use muscles that aren’t used otherwise.” Such as him guiding her to wrap her legs around him as he hovered over her when they made love.

Olivia: “I’m sorry.   I feel like such a goose.” She blushes crimson.

Sam: “Now now. Feeling sore is nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ll feel better with some rest today.” He blanches. But he feels that he must be considerate of her comfort and leave her be for today–or for most of today.

Olivia: “Oh! But we are on our honeymoon. Do you not want to …?” Again, Olivia shyly stops herself before broaching the topic of them making love again. For Olivia also wants to make love with her husband–despite how sore she feels, it is nothing compared to how cherished and adored Sam makes her feel when they make love.

Sam: Sensing Olivia’s question, he replies huskily. “I do want to–very much. But first, let me help you into the bathroom–to freshen up.” He smiles at her lady like euphemism for hitting the can.   “Then I will rustle us up some breakfast before we shower and you can have a nice long soak in the tub for your aching muscles. Hmmm?” Sam gently kisses Olivia’s lips to seal the bargain–no making love until Olivia feels better. But he hopes that she might feel well enough tonight–or even this afternoon. Sam is ever hopeful.

Olivia: “That sounds heavenly.” She sighs.


Olivia watches Sam prepare their breakfast from the comfy chair that he moved from the great room into the kitchen for her. Sam is frying bacon and eggs, and making toast with jelly. The percolater is also brewing coffee on one of the gas burners on the stove. And Olivia marvels at how adept her husband seems in the kitchen.

Olivia: “You have hidden talents, Sam.” Olivia smiles in astonishment. “My brother Roger doesn’t even know how to turn on the stove. Yet you seem quite capable in the kitchen.”

Sam: “I can do the basics–otherwise I would have starved as a bachelor. Ha ha ha! So I hope that my breakfast meal preparation meets your expectations.”

Olivia: “Well you have far exceeded my expectations already.” Then she blushes for her unintended double meaning. Or, was her double meaning unintended.

Sam: Smirking, Sam gazes at his wife smoulderingly. Then he walks over to her and leans down and kisses her. “Well Olivia, you inspire me to exceed expectations. And I aim to please you.”

They kiss adoringly for several minutes–until the hissing and rattling coffee percolator reminds them that their breakfast is ready.   Then while they eat at the cozy kitchen table booth alcove with a window to the lovely snowfall view, they chat some more.

Olivia: “It’s so beautiful on the mountain, Sam–especially when it snows.” She gazes out the window at the big fluffy snowflakes coming down quite heavily. “Thank you for bringing me here for our honeymoon.” They squeeze each others’ hands.

Sam: “I’m glad that you are comfortable here at our rustic cabin.” Sam likes being about to SamsMountainLogCabin-interriorTellurideCO_Nov2815pinterest--GratianaL-sized-del-bed-wCouchuse the inclusive our phrasing. And though sparingly decorated, their mountain cabin is very comfortable and cozy [(5) right] .

Olivia: “It’s perfect.” She sighs again.

As Sam digs into his bacon and eggs, a thought occurs to him. But he finishes chewing and swallowing before broaching the topic with Olivia.

Sam: “I guess we should have had this next discussion before last night.” Sam sheepishly grins at Olivia.

Olivia: “What discussion is that?” She asks quizzically.

Sam: “Well, about whether we, or you want kids right away. Or if you … we want to … wait a bit.” Sam winces as he gazes at Olivia. At forty five years of age, Sam’s biological clock is pounding. Though he thinks that the thirty five year old Olivia might also want not to wait either.

Olivia: “What is your wish?” Olivia bites her lower lip. She wants children very much. But she realizes that it has to be a mutual decision between the two of them.

Sam: Not wanting her to merely acquiesce to his wishes, Sam counters with a smile. “I asked you first!”

Olivia: “I want children, very much, … whenever we receive them.” She pinkens up.

Sam: “Excellent! I forgot to bring any condoms with me anyway.” Sam squeezes her hand and then brings it to his lips and kisses it.

Olivia: “Oh? What are they?” She asks him quizzically–like the sheltered virgin she was.

Sam: Sam’s eyebrows rise in astonishment for Olivia’s seeming lack of knowledge about what they are talking about. But he soldiers on. “They are covers for the man, to prevent pregnancy.”

And to prevent disease, he thinks. Cover your rig, Sam’s Dad always said to his sons when they had reached a certain age. Though wanting his sons to settle down and marry nice girls, he remembered how randy boys can be and wanted them to at least behave responsibly.

Olivia: “Ah!” Olivia nods noncommittally. She is still uncertain regarding what her husband is talking about.

But maybe Olivia will feel more comfortable asking her sister-in-law Tessa about it after they return from their honeymoon. She and Tessa have really bonded this past year after Tessa married Olivia’s brother Roger and they all lived together in Delaney Manor. Olivia will miss having that sisterly bond every day. But then again, Olivia now has Sam.

And of course talking about, well, what they are talking about has quite distracted Sam from his breakfast. But with Olivia feeling sore, Sam doesn’t want to make her feel worse. Then he has a brainstorm about how to offset his wife Olivia’s feeling sore when they make love. And Sam thinks that perhaps he can warm up his charming new wife Olivia to the idea with the pampering of a soothing shower and then a tub soak a deux.

Yet even after those lovely cuddly and quite sensual delights, Olivia only relents to try making love with her husband Sam–in the way that he suggests will be less painful to her back and leg muscles–if the lights are out and their bedroom is completely dark later in the afternoon. Afterall, it is not quite 24 hours since they and she first made love on their wedding night.  So Olivia is still shy about the newness of these intimacies. But the darkness will not be a hindrance to Sam, since lovers see by feel. And Sam envisions his lovely wife Olivia as much for his caressing her as for his eyes becoming accustomed to the twilight darkness as he gazes up at her as they make love again New Year’s Eve.

Sam and Olivia had decided not to try to join their families’ celebrations as a surprise for New Year’s Eve down in the valley of the mountain that Tessa and Roger are hosting at Delaney Manor–since the snow was coming down hard, making driving on the mountain treacherous. Besides, they have only been married one day, and they want some more alone time with each other, before the press of work and everyday life is upon them. In particular, Olivia hopes that Sam will take her cross country skiing on the Little Summit mountain shelf ridge when the snowfall lets up.

Wakeforest Mountain has probably received fifteen inches or more of snow by the time New Year’s Day morning arrives Friday, January 1st, 1956. Sam looks out the front door of their mountain cabin and realizes that his car is completely covered up to its roof–and the snow is still coming down. But no matter, if he and Olivia are stuck at the cabin for a few days until the mountain roads are plowed, they have food and supplies for a week.

And they can lessen their reliance on his generator for the cabin’s electricity by running space heaters only at night for warmth so they don’t run out of fuel–with wood fires in the great room and bedroom fireplaces for daytime warmth and natural sunlight let into the rooms, thus extending their honeymoon stay. Of course the cooler than usual cabin means that they either must wear layers of their winter weather gear, or be snug and cozy under mounds of comforters and blankets in bed–which is their preference.

But the heavy snowfall does more than closeing roads into Wakeforest Mountain on New Year’s day. It also adds to the weight of snow at the higher elevations–whose steepness cannot support much more snow before an avalanche occurs.Cabin-in-snow-TellurideCO_Nov2315pinterest

And newlyweds Sam’s and Olivia’s mountain cabin [(6) right] as night falls on New Year’s Day –though somewhat sheltered by the thick forest trees–will not be immune to the forces of nature with the coming new day.

To be continued with Chapter 17


References for Ch. 16 by Gratiana Lovelace, January 13, 2016 (Post #860)

1) The “Love in the Great Pine Woods” story cover is a composite of two images manipped by Grati:

a)the Richard Armitage portrait is from the 2011 Project Magazine photo shoot and article interview, that was found at http://www.richardarmitagenet.com/images/gallery/Richard/Promos/ProjectMagJuly2011/album/slides/ProjectMag-05.html;
b) the snowy Pine forest vertical image was found on Pinterest at https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/62/fa/ff/62faff1253d55f571eb3659cc7661e73.jpg

2) Image representing Sam’s and Olivia’s feet undercovers found Oct1012 at instforenergyresearchorg; revised May1614 crop and revised again sized2

3) Olivia smiling is Emily Deschanel found at http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/2400000/Emily-Deschanel-emily-deschanel-2478681-497-600.jpg

4) Sam is Richard Armitage smiling, is likely a 2014 The Crucible Stage Door appearance May2515chiara tweet

5) Image of Sam and Olivia Wakeforest’s forest log cabin weekend home interior with fireplace is a compositie of
a) snowy cabin in Telluride, Colorado that was found at https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/8e/ca/42/8eca4242200f04fc4698aafb89266f8d.jpa ; and
b) a leather couch found at https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ce/a1/d9/cea1d93d7565da50ad1943c9d526a978.jpg

6) The Wakeforest’s mountain pine woods log cabin is :a weekend home interior with bed and fireplace is a snowy cabin in Telluride, Colorado that was found at https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/8e/ca/42/8eca4242200f04fc4698aafb89266f8d.jpg ;


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About Gratiana Lovelace

Gratiana Lovelace is my nom de plume for my creative writing and blogging. I write romantic stories in different sub genres. The stories just tumble out of me. My resurgence in creative writing occurred when I viewed the BBC miniseries of Elizabeth Gaskell's novel North & South in February 2010. The exquisitely talented British actor portraying the male lead John Thornton in North & South--Richard Crispin Armitage--became my unofficial muse. I have written over 50 script stories about love--some are fan fiction, but most are original stories--that I am just beginning to share with others on private writer sites, and here on my blog. And as you know, my blog here is also relatively new--since August 2011. But, I'm having fun and I hope you enjoy reading my blog essays and my stories. Cheers! Grati ;-> upd 12/18/11
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