It was dark and snowed all the way here. There was only about 6 inches of snow on the ground but reports said there was going to be more over night.
The little cabin was tucked away off the road that afforded complete privacy. We navigated the little driveway without problems. I had built a nice roaring fire in the fireplace. It was cold outside and getting colder! The only source of heat was the fireplace. Thankfully, there was a large stock of firewood inside.
It didn't take long to warm up the inside of the small cabin. And I do mean small. It had a tiny kitchen, one bedroom with a double bed in it, the small living room and thank god for indoor plumbing and electricity!!
The snow was falling harder as we peered out the window. It was eerily silent for all the movement of the falling snow. It fell straight down and was getting thicker by the moment. At this rate, we would have white out conditions in no time.
No need for us to worry! We were well stocked with food and water and of course the firewood. But it was getting colder outside. I piled more wood on the fire making a huge blazing inferno in the fireplace. I closed all the interior doors and we cuddled in the living room where it was warmest. Coffee with a good helping of Remey Martin helped warm the insides as well.
Laying on the thick throw rug in front of the fireplace, we huddled and cuddled, talking quietly as the closeness and the brandy began having its affect.
In a moment of silence, I reached for you and pulled you to me for a sweet, soft kiss. Slowly, the kiss began to warm up also! From tender lips to probing tongues, to out right urgency. I slipped my hand inside your jacket, feeling your warmth as I cupped one breast and ran my thumb over your nipple. I could immediately feel it harden through the material of your thick sweater and bra. Reaching around your back, I could feel the coldness penetrating the jacket. We both needed to turn ourselves so the heat from the fire evened out the temperature on our backs and fronts.
In doing so, I laid you on your side with your back to the fire. With me on one side and the fire on the other, you would keep nice and toasty warm. I reached up under your sweater and you jumped a little from my cold hands.