My friends really let me have it when I told them I would be bringing my girlfriend along for this year's ski trip - it's normally a guy thing. But this years is feeling more like a good idea every minutes as the two of us cuddle close on the lift ride to the top of the mountain.
Since we just arrived this afternoon, it has been a short day of skiing, but we did manage to time ourselves just right to get on the lift just before they shut down for the night. There are only a few people behind us, and the resort employees are looking forward to calling it a night.
As we slide off the chair at the top of the mountain, you quickly "discover" something wrong with one of your bindings, and I kick off my skis to see if I can fix it for you. I assure the ski patrol that we will be right along, and after the last vacationers have left the peak, the support personnel are off as well, leaving the two of us alone on the quiet summit.
Now I quickly take off my pack and pull out the insulated blanket that I brought along - just for this purpose. I lay the blanket in an area that allows a clear view of the valley below, although the setting sun has most of the town below us in darkness. Some of the hotel rooms and houses are lit from within by the dancing light of an open fire, and the warm glow of the twilight sky bathes your eyes in the same orange colors - the most beautiful color I've ever seen.
We kneel facing each other on the blanket, and we kiss as I begin to help you undress. I unzip your ski suit down to just below your navel, exposing your naked body underneath. Although warmer than usual, the late-spring temperature is cool enough to harden your nipples as soon as they are freed from the tightness of your suit. I push the clothing over your shoulders - those beautiful shoulders - to your waist and take a moment to look at your fantastic curves in the light of the sunset. Mmmmm, gorgeous. You lean back on your hands so the fullness of your breasts falls ever-so-slightly to each side of your chest - you know how much I love the way that looks - and I lean forward to suck each nipple into my mouth one at a time, gently nibbling on their hardness. You arch your back and neck, pressing your nipple into my mouth. "Harder, " you whisper, and I comply, biting you hard. You moan loudly, and I feel your body shudder with pleasure.