Leaving work early this Friday was an excellent idea, and the long leisurely drive up to your cabin is really relaxing me, not to mention it is gorgeous. A long winding two lane highway, high snow-covered peaks in the distance, and pine trees blanketing the mountainsides. In awe of the beauty of it all, I almost miss my turn off. Slamming on the brakes, I swear under my breath at myself for my lack of attention to the road. I turn off the main highway and checking the odometer, I remember you telling me, "it's exactly 7 miles to the fork in the road, make a right, then go for exactly 3 more...at that point, you cant miss it. I'll be there waiting." Since I have never been up to your cabin before, I am anxious to see if the setting is a beautiful as you claim. I smile at the thoughts that immediately follow, knowing what our weekend together will consist of.
Going slowly, so as not to kick up too many rocks onto my new truck, I am only prolonging the inevitable. A weekend alone with you, in the middle of no where, with no one else around...just you, me and mother nature. I smile as I think about what surprises you might have in store for me. Checking the odometer again as I see the fork in the road, I laugh. "Exactly 7 miles...I should have known you would have it down to the tenth..." I say thinking about your fine attention to detail. Making the right hand turn, the road makes a steep climb up the mountainside. Following the twists and turns, I creep along not wanting to scratch or dent my truck, and every time I hear a rock ding on the door, I cringe. "Damn it!" I mutter under my breath as I hear more and more rocks hitting the sides.
One last look at the odometer indicates I have less than a mile to go. Just with that, my heart starts beating a little faster in anticipation. With one last tight turn in the road, my truck rounds the bend. I take a deep breath as I am in awe of the vista that awaits me. I roll to a stop and take several minutes to just take it all in. The dense pine trees gradually thinning out as the mountains slop downwards to a dark blue lake; the color reminds me of the darkest blue ocean water. A small fishing boat is tethered to the dock that is an extension of the deck built onto the side of the cabin. And the cabin...that in itself is a masterpiece made of solid dark wood logs, each notched and fit with the next, like a perfect jigsaw puzzle; an all around covered deck with a few lounge chairs and tables, and in one corner a swing, perfectly sized for two.
I see a thin plume of gray smoke wafting up from the rock chimney, and smile as I can only imagine what the fireplace must look like, and what pleasures I will enjoy in front of it with you. Creeping towards the cabin, I see your truck and park mine along side. Climbing from it, I close the door and take a deep breath, enjoying the crisp clean air filling my lungs. Glancing at my bag, I decide to come back for it later, after all, with the few items I brought, I won't be needing them for a few hours. Besides, when you bring my bag in for me, and I know you will offer to do that, you will already be thinking about what sexy little outfit may be packed inside.
Opening the door the cabin, I step inside. "Hi...I'm here." I wait for a few seconds then speak again, "Hello..." Again, without a response, I close the door and make my way through the cabin, getting familiar with my new surroundings. The mounts on the wall, make me shudder as I've never really cared for them, and I quickly move on, but only after seeing a large set of antlers above the incredible stone fireplace. A mischievous grin comes over my lips as I step over the bear skin rug on the floor, several feet away from the fireplace. "Nice touch," I say approvingly. I continue on, and see several pictures of you with your buddies, holding some huge fish, beaming smiles at the camera. Leaving the living room, I head down the hallway, peering into each room until I reach the bedroom.
It is just how I imagined; a king size four poster bed with a patterned hunter green comforter and sheets, and nice big fluffy pillows. I walk over and sit on the edge of the bed, feeling how soft the comforter is and how firm the mattress is beneath it. Leaning down I take off my boots and lie back on the bed, snuggling one of the large pillows next to me, curling my body around it. I inhale deeply and moan quietly as I take in your scent. Feeling myself drift closer to sleep, I resist the urge and sit up. Sliding off the edge of the bed, I slowly walk down the hall towards the kitchen. Turning the corner, I see a note folded in half on the counter next to the fridge. Smiling at your thoughtfulness, I open it and begin to read:
"Hey Baby, I'm glad you made it. I decided to take a short hike to see what's been wandering around outside over the last week. Don't worry, I've got my Magnum, so I'll be fine. There's plenty of stuff in the fridge so help yourself to whatever you would like. Make yourself comfortable and I will be back soon. And if you decide to wait for me wearing only your birthday suit on the rug in front of the fire, go right ahead. You know I can't wait to feel your sexy body next to mine... D xxx"
I fold your note and carefully place it back down on the counter, smiling at your not so very subtle hint. Opening the fridge, I see an array of beverages, beer, wine, lemonade, bottle water, and a few cans of soda. Pulling out the crisper drawers, I see all the salad fixin's, and an assortment of fruit. I giggle as I already know what you were thinking when you bought them. Reaching into a bag, a pull off a handful of grapes from the bunch. Mmmm, large seedless red grapes, my favorite. You always know just how to put a smile on my face. Nibbling them I pour myself a glass of white wine, then make my way back into the living room and take a seat on the plush couch facing the fireplace. Placing my wine on the end table, I lean back and close my eyes as I feel the gentle warmth of the fire on my skin.
My mind wanders, and I imagine you there with me; your strong muscular arms wrapped around me holding me close to you, your kisses on my neck giving me shivers all over, the only light in the room coming from the small logs ablaze in the fireplace. My breathing deepens as I slide my legs apart slightly and begin to gently rub my mound, feeling the heat of my body through my jeans. My other hand takes a hold of one of my 38DD breasts, cupping it, my fingers lightly grazing over my hardening nipple. I arch my back as I lay back on the couch, one foot resting on the floor, the other at the back of the couch, my knee bent. Slipping my hand up my shirt, I feel the softness of my skin against my palm and smile to myself as I think about your hand doing the same thing to me.
My hips rise and fall as I rub myself harder through my jeans. I know it's only a matter of minutes before I can't wait any longer to feel the warmth of my pussy without my jeans and panties. Hastily undoing my button and lowering the zipper, I lift my ass and slide my jeans and panties down and off one foot, leaving them bunched around my ankle on the floor. Taking my hand from my breast, I gently part my soft shaven folds and gently touch my clit. Even though I was expecting my touch, I jump slightly as my fingers touch my most sensitive spot, moaning softly. Pulling back the hood that shrouds my clit, I angle my hips making my little love bud protrude further. Sliding two fingers downwards, I wet them with my juices, already beginning to coat the outside of my pussy.
With my fingertips slick, I circle them around my clit. My hips rise and fall in unison with my circular motions. The crackling of the fire and imagining you there, makes my clit swell and my pussy twitch. I bring my fingers to my mouth so that I can taste my wetness and take my time sucking my fingers clean of my nectar. Mmmm, I love my own taste and quickly put them back into my pussy, rewetting them again. Removing my now very slippery fingers, I place them on either side of my clit and squeeze them together, trapping my clit between them. This always makes me shudder and today is no exception. They slide upwards to the tender tip of my clit and I dab at it, tapping it harder the longer I do it. I feel the heat increasing deep inside me and my clit throbs in rhythm with my heartbeat.
Pulling my bare pussy lips further apart, I start to rub my clit, up and down, up and down. I start to feel a thin layer of perspiration forming on my body as I intensify my clit massage. Alternating from up and down motions, I move my fingers around the base of my clit, circling it, then drawing my fingertip upwards to the tip and back down again. I feel my orgasm building quickly and my apply more pressure to my clit, pushing it down then watching it rise up again. I am so into my own self pleasure that I don't see you standing at the window watching me. My moans gradually get louder as I get closer to cuming and I can't wait any longer. Tilting my hips, my clit extends further outwards and my legs tremble as my pussy spasms uncontrollably.
"Uuggghhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmm! Ohhh, yessssss!" I mumble as waves of my orgasm move through me. With my pussy still spasming, I lay flat on the couch, my finger gently rubbing over my still throbbing clit. I smile to myself as I think about stealing these few minutes for myself, and picture you out amid the trees, searching for whatever lives nearby. Raising my arms over my head I stretch out and take a deep breath, only to be startled by a knock at the window. "Oh shit!" I say as I sit up, frantically looking for my clothes to cover myself, not remembering they are bunched up around my ankle. Realizing it is you, I flop back down onto the couch.
"Hey Baby!" you say loudly. "Having fun?" Without lifting my head, I just raise my hand and wave at you. "I'll be in in just a sec...I gotta get my boots off out here."
"OK, Baby," I reply as I sit up and begin to pick up my jeans.
"Don't bother with those," you say beaming a smile at me, "you aren't gonna need them."
I pull my jeans and panties away from my ankle and toss them to one side, then lay back on the couch. Hearing you banging around outside the door, makes me wonder what you're doing, and I think to myself, "What in the hell is he doing out there? That's a lot of noise just for taking off a pair of boots." After a few minutes, you walk in, slowly closing the door behind you. Without saying a word, you look over at me and smile, slowly letting your eyes move over my body, focusing on my puffy pussy lips and moist thighs.
You walk towards the fireplace and stoke the logs, adding a couple more to the fire.
Turning to face me, I can't help but notice the bulge in your camouflage pants, and I grin and lick my lips in anticipation. You see my eyes are fixed on your crotch and you place one hand there, squeezing your already hard cock. Looking up at you, I smile, "so, how long were you watching me?"
"Long enough to see you drive up, come inside, wander around, lay on my bed, read my note, eat a few grapes and get yourself some..."
I interrupt you, "Ok, ok...I get the idea...so, you've been watching me ever since I got here...what were you doing, waiting for me to arrive so you could see what I would do?"
