**This story is long, so in trying to make it easier for the reader, I broke it into three parts**
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THE LAKE HOUSE PART I - MY FIANCE AMBER
I am head over heels in love with my fiancé. Amber is a gorgeous, beautiful, outgoing, and irresistible woman who brightens up any room she walks in to. She has an infectious smile and eyes that melt your heart, and they can tell a thousand different stories without her ever speaking a word.
Our story is unique, as we've known each other our whole lives, yet only recently became romantically involved a few years back. We met in elementary school, and I was immediately in love with her little 90s bowlcut brown hair and the smile that she still carries to this day. We played as kids and flirted before we even knew what the word meant, but soon she was gone and moved off to another part of the country. She came back briefly during our high school years, but it was chance that brought us together four years ago in San Diego, and our paths have been together ever since.
I proposed two years into the relationship, although it should have been much sooner because I knew from the second I saw her that she was the one. The girl I knew from elementary school and high school had grown into a stunning creature that was way out of my league. She was and still is a complete knockout. Her long-flowing black hair trails down to just above her cute and tiny butt, and she grew these amazing breasts that she has no problem flaunting out in public. She lost a lot of weight from exercising and focusing on work, and her legs are small and toned from years of ballet. I didn't care about just that however, as it was her personality that made me fall in love with her. She's passionate and always optimistic, and she always had an aura of love for everyone floating around her wherever she went.
I've always been a very sexual person, but finding Amber really unlocked my dark and hidden world. We were able to be completely and utterly open with one another, and I have never felt embarrassed by telling her my deepest desires. I could be completely vulnerable with her, and she introduced me to so many possibilities I never thought possible. We were soaked in each other's passion, and we both said we would never want another and only needed us. She was adamant that she didn't like the idea of others when I mentioned a threesome one time, and she always made sure to tell me that I was the only man for her and that she wanted no one else.
Our life and love were beautiful, and we were only just beginning.
About six months into our engagement, we both were working full time and summer was just starting. We lived in Southwest Virginia, and although the mountains were beautiful and the hikes were fun, we both craved water. We lived near oceans or bays our entire life, and my work had brought us inland about five hours from the nearest ocean. Luckily for us, our neighbor John owned a lake house down in North Carolina near a huge lake, where he owned a pontoon boat and had been inviting us to come visit him when he would go down for his weekend visits. We were finally able to clear a weekend where all three of us could go down and get away from Virginia and just drink and relax.
My neighbor John is a bachelor about 10 years older than me who never married. Being in his mid-forties, he dated every now and then but was pretty settled in his own life and wasn't interested in getting married. He had a good job and had been smart with his money, hence having his own lake house and boat on the side. I honestly never felt threatened by him, as he was a great guy and was in fact a gentleman, as well as not having the most attractive features in his gut and hair. He threw himself into his work and never took care of himself, so the weight had piled on over the years and the little amount of hair he had remaining should just have been cut off. Nevertheless, he loved his scotch and was a great conversationalist, and he never showed any interest in Amber other than enjoying her company.
I bring all that up because come Thursday of that week, plans had changed and John was able to get that Friday off, so he was hoping to get an early start to the weekend and was going to drive down Thursday night to the lake house. I couldn't get Friday off, but Amber was able to switch shifts, and asked me if it would be okay if she went down with John on Thursday. She was beyond excited for this little break, as she had been working her butt off for weeks and needed a relaxing reprieve, so I had no hesitancy with her going down with him and I would drive down separately after work on Friday. No thought ever crossed my mind of unfaithfulness, and I was honestly just jealous I couldn't join them to start the drinking and boat riding!
They left around 5 pm on Thursday, and a few hours later while sitting at home I kept getting text after text and pictures from Amber showing me the cabin and exclaiming how happy she was and how I needed to get there already. My plan was to leave the next day early from work and drive the two hours down to get there between 5-6 pm, so seeing all those texts and pictures really got me excited knowing I'd be there in less than 24 hours!
Friday came, and while sitting at work, I kept getting pictures from Amber of the gorgeous lake and her and John on the boat and sitting around a barbeque pit making lunch and other things I was too eager to experience already. By 11 am, she sent one with her and John clinking glasses with a caption saying "cheers!"
I responded back, "Drinking already? It's not even noon yet! Lol"
