*Authors Note* Sorry for the delay, we got back from the trip that this story is about, and I got hit with the flu and was out of commission for a week, then after getting caught up, I finally had time to sit down and write out what happened. Thanks everyone for the ratings and the feedback; as promised, here is part two!
A quick refresher, my name is Ryan, and I am teacher who runs a high school ski club. On our last trip was a little month ago, my friend and our school nurse, Steph and I snuck off-trail, and she surprised me with a blowjob after sharing with me that she was infertile, and I had been going through a 6-month dry spell.
As I had mentioned at the end of the last story, I was actually meeting our group for the second trip because I was already on the mountain with some friends. We had all arrived Thursday night, skied Friday, and Saturday, and enjoyed the night life. Sunday morning arrived and somehow were all up and moving ready for our last full day on the slopes. After finishing breakfast, all my friends decided to head to the south part of the mountain for the day. We had spent a little bit of time there the afternoon before, and they were all looking forward to heading back there.
As they were getting ready to leave, I checked my phone and saw that I had a text from Tori, the other advisor, and Steph both, telling me that they were leaving breakfast and would be to the resort about 10:30 like usual. I grabbed a shower and fiddled around the condo for a bit before heading downstairs, grabbed my clothes and skis before jumping on the shuttle and making my way down to the mountain check-in. I checked in with my contact, picked up the extra packet of passes and rental forms before making my way outside to wait for the bus.
I only had to wait about 10 minutes before the bus rounded the corner, made its way through the lot, and came to a stop right in front of me. The driver opened the door and I climbed on, "Morning everyone!"
"Morning Mr. Smith." Came the chorus of voices back.
I turned to Tori and said, "Everything go fine?"
"Yeah, a few stragglers, but nothing too bad."
"Nice." I turned my focus to Steph, smiled, and thanked her for coming again, thanks Joe, the other teacher that had come, then turned my focus to the bus as a whole and said, "Alrighty, you all know the deal, see one of us for lift tickets and rental forms, slopes close at 4:30 and the bus leaves at 5. Any questions?" With none, I stepped into the seat beside Steph as she began to shuffle around, flipping her hair out of the way as she bent over to grab her bag from under her seat.
I couldn't help but notice her leggings stretch tight over her ass, or the smell of her shampoo that was so intoxicating to me a month before. I knew the kids were streaming off behind me, but I was shaken from my trance when one of our regulars, a kid named Grayson said, "Thanks for setting this up again Mr. Smith."
I quickly turned, "No problem, man, just don't do anything stupid." He laughed and made his way off the bus.
With him gone, Steph poked me in the side, "You ready to go?"
"What? Oh, sorry. Yeah, lets head inside."
We made our way inside and spent the next half hour getting the students rentals sorted out and them sent off onto the mountain. After Steph got her rentals taken care of, and her things stowed in a locker, she asked, "Mind skiing with me again?"
I smirked, "After last time, not at all."
She rolled her eyes, "Perv."
I laughed, "I dunno what you're talking about, I was talking about your skiing ability, you never slowed me down at all."
"Surrreee."
We made our way outside, clipped into our skis and like the last time, headed down the mountain along one of the greens to get warmed up. We spent the next couple of hours skiing, enjoying another unseasonably warm day, but considering it had snowed the weekend prior, we enjoyed great conditions. Around 12:30, as we loaded up the lift, Step lifted her goggles and smiled, "Damn it's beautiful today."
I nodded, "Yes, it is."
She put her hand on my leg, squeezing and said, "Thanks for skiing with me, better than being by myself and honestly, Joe was giving me some weird vibes on the bus this morning."
Joe Miller was a teacher that had decided to come on this trip when we signed up 45 kids this go around. He was a bit different, so I asked, "What was he doing?"
She rolled her eyes, "I found him sitting in the spare seat beside me and I told him to move, so he made some excuse about thinking there wasn't enough room. I explained that there was plenty of room and that staff always go their own seats. He moved to the seat behind me and wanted to talk the entire time. I eventually showed him my book and he shut up until breakfast."
I grimaced a bit in sympathy and replied, "That sucks, and he's definitely an odd one. Glad he went off before you were ready though."
She smiled, "Me too." We continued chatting about the ride up, and as we got ready to disembark, Steph asked, "Can we find somewhere for me to pee?"
I nodded and we got off the lift, skiing to an open area out of the way before I replied, "So we've got a couple options, we can go in here to Arbuckle's, ski to the bottom and hit up the Lodge, or we can go over and ski down Log Jam, catch the lift to the top and walk across the road to the cabin I'm staying in?"
Steph's eyes got big, "Ooooo, let's do the last one, you said it was nice."
I laughed and nodded, "It is, my buddy's wife did a great job picking it out, if you don't mind sandwiches, we can eat there too?"
"Sounds good, as long as you let me sneak a beer?"
I laughed, "You're working, nurse Stephanie."
She slapped my arm, "No I'm not, and one beer won't matter since I'll burn it all off." I laughed and before I could reply, she was pushing off, making her way down the slope.
About 15 minutes later we got off the lift and I pointed to the road, we both pushed over and unclipped, walked across the road and I pointed down a path to the left. About 5 minutes later, we popped out of the trees and the cabin came into view; Steph stopped, "Holy shit, that's not a cabin, it's a house."
I laughed and walked past her, "Come on, it's not even that big."
We leaned our skis up in the rack by the door and I keyed the code in, opening the door and allowing her to step inside. I shut the door behind us, notching that everyone else's gear was still gone, along with Zach's SUV, signaling that they were still out as we had talked about that morning. I pulled my jacket off and began to undo my boots, as I sat down to pull my boots off, I looked at Steph and said, "You can leave your stuff down here."
She smirked, "Trying to get me out of my clothes?"
I returned the smirk, "I'm just telling you what will be most comfortable, you take that how you want."
I set my boots on the drying rack and stood to undo my pants, as I did, I was hit with Steph's jacket, followed by her laughing as I pulled it off and hung it beside my own. I shook my head, taking my ski pants off, hung them on the rack with my socks, leaving me in just a pair of shorts and a long sleeve shirt before turning my focus to Steph who was starting to take her boots off, "There is a bathroom down the hall, or one upstairs off my room and another off the living room, whichever one you want to use is fine, I'll get lunch stuff set out."
She smiled, "Sounds good, I'll be up in a few minutes."
I used the bathroom off the living area myself, then set about getting things out for sandwiches. About five minutes later, I heard footsteps coming up the hall and looked up to see Steph coming through the doorway where she stopped, "Holy shit, that's beautiful." My brain said the same thing, but we were thinking about two very different things.
Steph was clearly talking about the view out the living room windows; the house was perched on top of the mountain, overlooking the western edge of the resort, giving us a great sunset view each evening. During the day like, the sun was sparkling off the snow in the trees and with it being clear, you could easily see 10 to 15 miles across the lower mountains.
In my case, I was staring at her; as I said earlier, Steph was wearing a pair of black leggings, and now a blue tank top that had previously been covered up by her sweatshirt and her jacket. As she walked towards me, her curves were on full display and as she sat down on the other side of the island and leaned forward, giving me a nice view of her cleavage, she smiled and said, "So how many ski bunnies have you brought back this weekend?"
I laughed, "You're the first. Random hook-ups aren't my thing."
She smirked and walked around opening the fridge and pulling out a beer from a local brewery, opening it, and taking a drink before saying, "That's not what you thought last month."
I laughed, slid her the sandwich stuff and said "One, you started that, not me; and two, you're not random, I know you. Now make a sandwich."
She stuck her tongue out, "I think you're supposed to tell me to make you a sandwich."
I laughed, "I can make my own sandwich, now eat."
We spent the next 15 minutes eating and chatting about random things. With lunch wrapped up. I stood taking our things back to the kitchen and after putting them in the dishwasher, I said, "We can let that settle, then head back out?"
She nodded, "Mind if I have another beer?"
Looking at the time and seeing it was only 1:15 I replied, "Nah, it'll be out of your system by 4:30 or 5."
After grabbing us both another beer, we made our way out onto the deck to enjoy the warm sun. Standing outside, we leaned against the rail enjoying the view and talking about work. About midway through the beers, Steph stood up straight, grimaced, then rolled her shoulders, causing me to ask, "You okay?"
