It was my 30th birthday weekend, but I didn't really feel like having a big celebration. I was planning on staying home and watching a movie, maybe going to the bar for a drink, but my best friend, Matt, surprised me with a trip to the mountains. Just the two of us.
We arrived at the cabin on Friday evening, and it was so peaceful and serene. The moonlight flooding through the windows and all of the stars out gave everything a bit of a romantic feel. It wasn't like that with me and Matt, though. It had been, but it wasn't anymore.
We actually started out sleeping together after meeting at a party, but as we got closer and closer, it became apparent that the sex was complicating things. That was back in college.
"Hannah?" He called from down the hall as I was stocking the fridge. "Did you know this place only has one bedroom?"
"Yeah," I looked up from putting a 6-pack in. "We can't share a bed? The bigger places didn't have hot tubs." I pointed outside.
"No... we can. But why do we need a hot tub? It's November."
"Exactly. It's like drinking hot chocolate when it's cold. In fact, I'm going out there in a minute."
"Okay, well I think I'm actually going to get some sleep. I want to get started early tomorrow."
"Don't hog the blankets!" I yelled after him as he walked up the stairs.
About 30 minutes later, the kitchen was fully stocked and I had unpacked my suitcase. I grabbed my bathing suit and headed to our bathroom to change. Matt was already asleep, but he awoke when I sneezed from behind the door.
"Hannah?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," I emerged from the bathroom wearing a black string bikini. Matt turned on the bedside lamp. Last time he had seen me naked, I was very thin, and my breasts were a small B. I had gained about 20 pounds since, and had gotten some nice hips, my breasts filling out to a full C. I could see him trying not to stare, but it wasn't working.
"It's okay." I had just gotten a wax, and you could definitely tell, as this suit left little to the imagination. Matt couldn't peel his eyes from between my legs, and I honestly started to get a little wet. I told myself it was just hormones. I hadn't had good sex in a long time, and my body was craving the familiar.
"Well, goodnight." As difficult as it was, I decided to do the wholesome thing and walk away.
It was very cold outside. Not quite cold enough to snow, but enough that it wouldn't have been feasible to stand out there in a bikini for more than a minute or two.
When I sank into the warm water, all my worries went away. I lit a joint, sat back, and stared at the stars. Just as the weed started to hit me, I heard Matt behind me.
"I can't sleep."
"Sorry, I really didn't mean to wake you. You know I always sneeze at the most inconvenient times."
"I saw you smoking through the window and I thought maybe I'd be able to sleep if I smoke a bit."
"Oh, sure," I handed him the joint and he stood outside the hot tub smoking. "Why don't you just get in?"
"I don't want to get my boxers wet."
"Oh please, like I don't know what your dick looks like."
He exhaled, coughing.
"You mean get in naked?"
"Yeah, why not? I'll get naked, too, if that will make you feel more comfortable."
"You don't have to do that, but as long as you're okay with me being naked..."
I nodded, and he pulled his boxers off. I could tell he was a little hard.
"Sorry." He blushed. I just smiled. I had forgotten how thick he was, but seeing his cock again immediately turned me on.
He took the seat right next to me, and we sat like that for a while, passing the joint back and forth until it was gone.
