Vacation time again, Sapphira thought, as she packed her small suitcase in the trunk of her car for her annual stay at her parent's cabin in Colorado. Another lonely vacation out in the middle of nowhere by herself.
Humming along with the radio, Sapphira drove the four hour trip thinking of how her life was passing her by and how she had yet to have a meaningful relationship or mind blowing sex.
Arriving at the cottage, Sapphira realized she was hungry. She spent a few minutes checking the cabinets, surprised to find they were well stocked. She remembered something about her parents hiring a caretaker for the cabin, but she couldn't quite remember precisely what had been said. The caretaker came twice a week and cleaned and aired the place out. Apparently he was some neighbor they had met a few months back. Sapphira didn't see how that could be as the nearest cabin was two miles away, but the place seemed to be well taken care of. Sapphira heated up a can of soup and then sat in front of the fire mulling over her life.
After staring into the flames for a while, Sapphira decided it was time to do something about her dissatisfaction, even if she had to do it for herself. She took off her slacks and blouse and lay down on the rug in front of the fireplace.
She began to caress her breasts and stroke her thigh. Finding the sensations pleasurable, Sapphira made a gradual path from her thigh to her pussy, circling her clit with alternating squeezes and strokes of her pussy lips. Her breath quickened and she closed her eyes as the pleasure took over. She began panting and moaning at her own ministrations and was on the edge of climaxing when she heard a sound.
Sapphira opened her eyes, looking in the direction the noise had come from, but not removing or stopping her hands from their set tasks.
She looked up into a pair of dark eyes glazed with desire. His desire excited her and she began to stroke herself faster and her breath became shallower.
