Sara and Linda had been looking forward to their ski trip for months. Meticulously planning all the details. A remote cabin where you could ski in and ski out. All the supplies they would need for 2 weeks. Some tequila for the cold nights. Plenty of warm blankets and all the ski gear.
After the three hour drive they were exhausted and got to sleep. The next day they skied to their hearts delight. Sara, a 43 year old professor at the University of Colorado, and Linda, her 41 year old lover of 8 years, had made this trip only twice before and had decided to make it a yearly ritual to refresh themselves and get some precious alone time. That first night they were so tired they fell right asleep, cuddling through the night, postponing until the next night any amorous undercover adventures.
After a late morning brunch, they turned on the local rock station and heard a ski report that said fresh powder was on the way with a new storm front. And boy were they right. After a few lazy hours lounging, showering and getting their ski gear ready for an afternoon run, the storm hit. Snow fell like huge cottonballs quickly covering their car and the surrounding trees with a blanket. Sensing the conditions to cold to venture, they started a fire and started kissing. Deep kisses that older lovers who knew the other so well could give, surrendering to the other in total trust. No need to even do more, as they had explored each other's bodies so many times, little was left to explore. But the kisses remained their favorite parts of lovemaking, allowing them to build anticipation until one gave in and undid the other's jeans and fingered so sweetly. This night was no different. This time Sara did the honors and brought sweet Linda to a nice climax with her hand in her panties. No surprises but they didn't think they needed one. As the wind howled and muffled their lovemaking sounds, Linda let loose more than normal and let out a breathtaking scream. It thrilled them that no one was around for 10 miles at least. Fortunately, their cell phones worked there and their SUV was a rugged Land Rover.
They decided to turn in early so they could go for a sunrise run on the fresh powder. As they brushed their teeth they heard a familiar sound, but which was still unexpected. In the middle of the storm, another SUV pulled up. The faint sound of alternative rock suddenly stopped as they headlights beamed through the curtains. Who could that be?
They opened the door and saw two girls emerge from the snow covered vehicle. Neither could be much older than 20 and appeared to be on their winter break from college.
Sara inquired: "What can we do for you?"
Marie: "We are like totally lost...do you guys have a phone?"
Sara, taking charge, "Come on in...call whoever you need."
After talking to someone, it appeared they had taken a wrong turn in the fork of the road outside of town and were 1 hour away from their destination. It was 10:30 p.m. and their car was barely visible under the snow. It was really coming down. Marie hung up and told her friend Carol that they should start out or they would never make it by midnight.
At that point Linda butted in. "You can't get back on that road, you can barely see the road anymore"
Marie: "Well, we can't stay here!"
Sara: "Of course you can, at least until the storm passes....its supposed to be clear by morning."
After some back and forth about the limited sleeping conditions, there was only one bed in the cabin, they settled on just crashing next to them since it would only be for one night.
They returned to their car to get their toothbrushes and jammies and hopped back into the cabin. After telling them all about their studies and trying to see if they had any friends in common at the University (they didn't), they opened the bed and staked out a side. They never explained they were a couple to the girls, as they had not come out to the administration and didn't want to make any trouble. The girls didn't seem to care. So they turned out the light and turned in, with Sara and Linda taking opposite sides of the bed and Marie (age 20) and Carol (age 19) in the middle. The bed was big and there was plenty of room and it was near midnight so they all slept almost as soon as their heads hit the pillow. The fire blew out so they pulled the huge covers over themselves. Carol and Marie had huge over sized tees on and athletic socks and Linda and Sara had flannel pajamas from Lands End, nothing too sexy.