Phoebe and Ana have been dating for just over a year now and are very much in love. Though Ana is very sure how much she and her girlfriend feel for each other, she also knows that Phoebe came out a year and a half before Ana did and was quickly involved in a rather physical relationship with a senior from their rival high school. With that in mind, and also conscious of her complete lack of experience in that department, Ana felt nervous but also very certain in her decision to Phoebe she was ready to take that step.
The two shared a handsome lobster dinner, thanks to Phoebe's rather generous parents who gave them the ski trip and supplied meal plan as a graduation gift. As they await their molten lava chocolatey dessert, she slips her foot out of her flat under the table, gliding it up her girlfriend's leg, getting her full attention. Phoebe's eyes now focused completely on her, her foot slides back down the leg, moving along the curves of that calf especially slowly. Sneaking free of her own shoe, Phoebe's foot flirtatiously meets Ana's under their table, the waiter setting their warm dessert on the table and bowing before heading back into the kitchen.
The girls don't say a word, though as Ana slips that first spoonful of melted chocolate into her mouth, it's not without shooting a meaningful seductive look across the table.
As their feet continue to play beneath them, the girls anxiously finish their lava cake, hopefully not so fast that it becomes obvious to everyone in the dining room that they want to get back to their room.
They stand after cleaning the plate and share a sweet kiss they both know is only a small sample of what's to come, then Phoebe whispers, "I'm going to go for a quick stroll to catch a few shots of the moon without all the city lights from back home but I'll only be a minute or two," to which Ana replies, "You know where I'll be," then turns and strolls back down the hall to their room.
Phoebe rushes to the main entry of the lodge and takes a short minute, like she promised, to snap a few pictures of the night sky before hurrying back inside to the warmth.
Walking down the corridor to their room, she finds herself trembling with excitement and nervousness; yes, it was true that she'd been intimate with another female before, but it had never really been emotional or passionate, it was sex purely to have sex.
She opens the door to find Ana's snow-designed grey leggings in a small heap on the floor. Looking up, she saw her love standing at the window, guarded from the wintry cold by the glass panes. She stood beautiful in her adorable berry colored sweater mini dress in the soft moonlight and asks, without turning away from the window, "Phoebe, I don't know that I've ever truly been as cold as I am tonight,". "Oh really?" Phoebe answers, adding her own leggings to the pile. "Yeah," Ana continues, "I mean, I played in the snow a lot as a kid and I used to go hiking in the mountains with my dad all the time growing up, but I don't know that I've ever actually experienced what it means to be 'cold'?" Softly approaching, Phoebe asks, "Oh, you haven't?" smoothly tucking her girlfriend's hair to the side and kissing her neck. "I really truly haven't babe," she says, reaching back and resting a hand behind Phoebe's head, those sensual lips gnawing currently on her ear. Ana moans under her breathe at the touch of her beau's lips to her tender skin. In a very low, husky tone she hears, "I know the best way to warm you right up...crawl on the bed and I'll show you," breathed into her ear and she complies without hesitation.
Turning, she runs a hand along Phoebe's smooth cheek before gradually crawling on all fours to the top of the bed. Ana was more than happy to feel her sweater bunch at her waist as she crawled, giving her girl a better view of the thin panties hardly covering that ass before she reaches the top and rolls onto her back, propping herself up on her elbows.
