The log cabins in the highlands capture some wonderful moments in time and the this evening would be no different.
The gentle glow of the log fire fills the room with a warm ambience and the scent of burning wood, drifts through the cabin, creating a perfect mood for the evening I have prepared.
It is dark early at night as winter draws in and the snow falls outside, settling on all that lies still. Looking out the window, the skies are clear in the distance as the moonlight shines down creating a silver carpet before me. I have prepared a bottle of wine in the chiller and hear you descending from the stairs after you have taken a shower and refreshed yourself from the drive.
The cabin is open plan with the fire adjacent to the main door. The stone chimney breast extends to the roof. To the right is the kitchen, a wooden staircase climbs up to the bed room which is also open plan. The Bathroom is beyond the bedroom and looks out to the forest
I feel very nervous, my heart thumps gently as this is our first night together and we have never been alone before. Always had someone there in the background. We have spoken often about what would happen and how it would be. You seem to confident and self assured that I hope my fears will fade.
These thoughts going through my head distract me from the room, until i feel the warmth of your breath on my hear as you encircle me in your arms from behind, and kiss my neck gently.
Raising my head up and back to give encouragement my fears suddenly melt like the snow in a suns rays. Dropping my hands and resting them on yours as you slowly lower your lips down. Down to my shoulder. I feel you grow behind me and my heart beats faster as I also begin to feel aroused. The fear turning to want.
Your hands slowly untie my bath robe and it opens a little allowing your to move your hands up my soft skin to my breasts. I move to face you but you whisper for me to stand and enjoy the feeling of warmth you provide.
My nipples are already erect as your hands glide across them and caress them softly. Tracing the outside of my breasts with your finger tips, and raising goose bumps over me, my arousal is so intense yet I want it to last.