The key clacks as it slides into the lock. The bolt retracts with a snap. A faint slit of sunlight slowly enters the space exposing tiny dust particles drifting through the stale air. As the door opens the light begins to expose the folded sheets and tchotchkes the guests had come to expect in a rental place like this. The air has a a musty smell to it, kind of like old wood, oil, and ancient cigar smoke. Daisy and Jake enter the space carrying the first of many bags filled with personal items they required for their brief stay in the cottage.
The place has more charm than the pictures online show as the splendor of the natural lighting from the high windows couldn't be captured in that medium. Jake took a mental note to comment about this when they returned to civilization. Daisy took some time to familiarize herself with the bathroom before floating around their digs.
"Pretty sweet view, huh?" remarks Jake.
"Mmhmm, I bet chu we could sit here, and count tree tops our entire stay and not even get through half of them. The only prying eyes remotely close to here are mine undressing you." says Daisy.
"Hah, seclusion is what we wanted, and seclusion is what we got." counters Jake.
Daisy strolls through the room touching the furniture while Jake contemplates leaving their belongings in the car and just enjoying the view. Daisy removes her top and bra and tosses them on a worn leather couch.
"Privacy, comfort, hot water, and a sturdy bed. What more could we ask for?" Daisy asks rhetorically.
Jake takes notice but remains fixated on a hawk soaring in the nearby trees.
"Good weather for hiking, Wi-Fi, and nice steak wouldn't hurt". He says.
Jake decides to bring in the rest of their belongings while Daisy pages through a strange book, she finds on a table next to the couch called,
Allokataplixis: The Sense of Wonder Experienced in a New Setting.
She reads the introduction and flips around a little bit and gets the gist. "Being in a new situation can make you see things and people in different ways" she reads out loud. She watches Jake bring in the heavy bags, she notices his muscle tense while holding the items, she notices his sense of duty and urgency while moving them into their home away from home. She feels aroused seeing his tight grip and flexed arms. She fantasizes about having those hands around her wrists, or even better her ankles. She snaps back when she realizes that he isn't even glancing her way and her tits are right there for him to ogle. I mean these are no ordinary breasts, he told her they were perfect without hesitation on his first glance of them. "Why is his focus a million miles from her when she is the only person around?" She thinks to herself. She took a deep breath, tried to shake it off and went back to exploring the house.
Jake was on a mission to get their base camp set up. He had been waiting so long to get out their home town and just be away with no one but Daisy. He craved a relaxing and worry free separated from the rest of our lives. He unloaded the car, filled the fridge, unpacked their bags and got the bed ready by untucking the sheets and tossing away any excessive pillows. "Who the fuck really wants them on their bed?" he says out loud partially to himself. His mind was focused on getting things setup, so they could relax that he forgot his hot as hell, curvy, and topless lover was waiting for some attention. He took a break to check on her and he notices she has her nose in some old book. "It can wait" he thinks to himself and finishes making this new setting feel like theirs.
"Baby, I think we are all setup here" Jake says triumphantly.
