The cabin was going to be empty this week. I grinned as I studied the timeshare schedule. Somehow, fortunately for me, not one member of the two large families who are joint owners of this cabin had claimed it for this week.
I wasn't on the list. The cabin belongs to my parents, and their friends, the Morgan family. I am twenty-five years old, and living on my own. I am supposed to get my own timeshare now, or do without.
I had to get away. I couldn't stand one more minute in the city without a break. Things hadn't been going so well for me recently. My job was going downhill, and I broke up with my girlfriend. I had been with her for six months, and been monogamous that whole time. As a consequence, I had lost touch with all the casual sex partners I had known before.
For a guy like me, a week with no sex was almost unendurable. I could go pick up some cunt in a bar, but I still loved Kristin and I felt like I would be cheating on her if I did. It didn't matter that we weren't seeing each other anymore, for some reason my cock and my heart seemed to be connected in this.
The sexual tensions coupled with the stress of my job were really taking their toll on me. Maybe a week away from it all would make it better. I hoped it would anyway.
I got the time off work, and loaded up the car and headed to the mountains. A week of solitude and thinking things through would do me good.
The trip to the cabin was boring and uneventful. I listened to sad love songs on the radio and felt sorry for myself. When I got there I was surprised to see a car already there. I got mad at first, thinking of my plans messed up. I realized I had no real right to get angry. My plans had not been on the schedule either. Whoever was here had no more right to the cabin than I did. Maybe we could strike a deal, and share it. Surely we could stay out of each others way.
I hoped it wasn't Kari Morgan with her three kids. If it was, I would leave. I had no desire to spend a week surrounded by whining kids.
I parked my truck next to the small green compact car, noting that there were no car seats inside. Well, that was one worry gone. It wasn't Kari. Who could it be? I wracked my mind. I hadn't seen anyone in the Morgan family in several years. I would soon find out. I knocked politely on the cabin door, since I wasn't expected.
When the door was opened, I was stunned. There stood a beautiful young woman clad in a white bikini that barely covered her attributes. She smiled a genuine smile of welcome at me. I didn't recognize her, but she obviously knew me.
"Dylan, what a wonderful surprise!" she gushed. She practically jumped into my arms in her eagerness to welcome me. My cock twitched in response to her nearly naked body pressed against me.
"Um, hi," I stammered stupidly.
"You don't recognize me do you?" She stepped back and put her hands on her hips, thrusting her full breasts out at me.
"No, I'm sorry but I don't," I admitted. "You must be one of the Morgan's, but you aren't Kari, and you can't be Jill, you aren't old enough. I know you aren't Stephanie just from looking at you. So who are you?"
"How do you know that I'm not Stephanie?" She asked, smiling at me.
"You can't be. Stephanie isn't, well, I mean, you have a bit more, um," I stammered uselessly. Then it hit me. It had been several years since I had seen her. A girl could mature quite a bit from the age of sixteen to twenty. "Oh, my God! You are Stephanie!"
She jumped into my arms again when I recognized her. My arms went around her of their own accord. I didn't seem to have much control over the situation.
"You sure have changed," I told her.
"Growing up does that to a girl," she said. She finally moved out of my arms somewhat reluctantly.
I couldn't believe it, but this beautiful girl was hitting on me. I looked at her lush womanly body, trying to come to terms with the differences between now and then. She had been a gangly awkward teenager. I hadn't paid much attention to her back then. She was a kid, and I was an adult. I was more interested in watching the babes out on the lake than in a kid following me around.
"You haven't changed much," she said. "Except perhaps that you became more muscular." Her fingers lightly caressed the rippling muscles under my tight t-shirt.
"So tell me Stephanie, what are you doing here this week? Your family didn't have anything on the schedule."
"Neither did yours," she pointed out. "I didn't think it would be a problem if I came up, since the cabin was empty."
"The exact thoughts I had." I looked back at my car, thinking about my bag in the truck. "Do you think we can share the cabin? I don't want to have to drive back."
"I don't mind if you don't."
"Great. I'll just get my things then." She stood in the doorway watching as I got my bag out of the truck and walked back. It made me nervous how she watched me. I had a brief moment of longing for my planned solitary week, but then I looked at her again, standing there watching me, in her white bikini that showed the darkness of her nipples and pubic hair through it, and that longing disappeared, only to be replaced by another. I closed the truck's door, and adjusted my stiffening cock in my jeans before I picked up my bag and turned toward her again.
She hadn't moved while I was gone. She watched me as I watched her while I walked toward her. I saw the exact moment she noticed my growing erection in my jeans. Her nipples stiffened under the light material of her bikini top. She flushed in embarrassment, the light pink color rising from the valley between her breasts and moving up her neck to her face.
One of her hands fluttered near her stomach, and my eyes moved to capture the movement. From there it was only natural that my eyes go further down, taking in her skimpy bikini bottoms. I could see her pussy lips outlined against the clinging material. I raised my eyes slowly back up her body, to her face. By that time I was standing right in front of her. She would have to step aside to allow me to enter the cabin.
"I was just going to the lake for a swim," she said, moving aside. "Would you like to join me after you unpack?"