Act 4: Coming To Fruition
The ceaseless snow continued to flutter through the air as the day drifted by. My ability to concentrate was becoming increasingly difficult as my mind slipped into the outer edges of darkness, time and again. I needed to know what exactly Judy was looking for, what she needed, it was this passion that became my fire.
As the three of us sat down to eat supper, different scenarios continued to dominate my thoughts. How could I put these two in situations that gave them the opportunity to continue their behavior that seemed to be escalating? I had ideas that I thought might work, however, getting them alone was always the problem, just for the fact that we were stuck in this cabin.
"Thanks for the food." Jeremy began the somewhat awkward conversation. "I really appreciate all that you guys are doing for me."
"You're welcome." Judy replied with a polite smile as she tapped the potatoes with her fork. "How is your head doing, it certainly looks much better."
"Oh, it's fine. You did a great job tending to it." He answered dully.
The small talk continued to drizzle in, clouding my mind in some redundant haze, and I hoped that it would not be like this the whole dinner.
"I have an idea." I interjected, wanting to loosen things up. "How about drinks?" I stood up and went to the liquor cabinet. "What's your poison? We have some Irish whisky, some Vodka, and some fruity stuff. Do you drink Jeremy?" I guess I hadn't even thought of that last part.
"I do, sure, that would be great." He seemed taken aback. "How about some whisky, on the rocks."
I poured a couple of whiskies and a red wine for Judy. Handing them out, as I rounded the table, the tension in the air seemed to lift. Everyone drank and ate, chatting about our lives.
"How long have you had this cabin? It's really a cool place." Jeremy asked, finishing his drink.
"We have had this cabin for about four years now and use it mostly in the summer and sometimes, obviously, in the winter. It's really self-sustained, running on generators and heated by a wood stove. We keep it stalked with food, wood and gas for the generators. Sometimes we may get stuck up here for days, like you can see." I over answered his question, but continued anyway.
"There is a well and a sewer tank that the previous owners had put in." I stood up and poured him another drink, making it a double.
"Yes, we found it through our realtor and it has really become our home away from home." Judy interjected. "We are happy to share it with you. We quite often have friends up to spend time here."
"So it looks like you have become our new friend." I raised my glass. "Salute."
We tapped our glasses together and I took a good long drink.
"I propose we all head out, after we eat, and spend a little time in the hot tub. It's always nice in the evening." My next plan was beginning to take form.
"You have a hot tub here, that is so cool. Sounds great to me. " Jeremy raised his glass again, for an air toast.
"I'm not sure." Judy pursed her lips together, flexing her jawbone. "Are you sure it's ready?"
"Oh yea, I got it ready this morning." I was getting prepared to pour another drink for us, which seemed to be going down fast now.
"Slow down there Jack, you are having too much fun now." Judy laughed. "I guess a hot tub does sound pretty good." She shifted in her seat, placed her foot up under her, and put the crystal wine glass to her now upturned lips.
"Then it's a done deal. I'll get the dishes put away, while you two get ready. I started the hot tub this morning, it should be ready." I announced, taking another sip.
I jumped up, drink in hand, taking the plates from each setting and washing them off in the sink.
"I'll go up and get my suit on. Can you get another wine bottle out, to take outside?" Judy asked as she strutted to the stairs, shoulders pulled back.
Jeremy stood up and began helping me with the dishes.
"You have a suit I can borrow?" He questioned me as he handed me a bowl.
"I don't, but you can wear your underwear, that should be fine. I've seen them, they are appropriate." I winked at him.
"Ok, again you have been more than great hosts." He smiled back at me. "I wish I could get a hold of my family, I am sure they are worried."
"I know they are. I am hoping that we can get you down the pass, day after tomorrow. We'll see what the weather does." I saw the worry in his face. "Until then, let's try to have some fun. " I patted him on the back.
"The gazebo is in the back, I'll grab a couple of towels and the liquor and we can head out when we are done here." I pointed out the newly cleaned window.
I went to the linen closet upstairs, taking three large towels and some small ones, then yelled down the hallway to Judy, letting her know we were headed out to the hot tub. Jeremy was waiting by the fireplace, drinking his whisky.
"You take the bottles and we can head out now." I offered, handing him the bottles of whisky, the wine and a large metal bucket filled with ice, which we didn't really need.
I was in my shorts already and Jeremy was in the clothes he arrived in, except for my old tee shirt he borrowed.
"It will be cold on the way out, it's a ways out there, just past the garage. I have to make sure most of the lights are out, the hot tub draws quite a bit of electricity and we don't want to blow a circuit." I told him. "It's ok, just a pain in the ass to get out and reset it."
Walking through the kitchen, I turned out all the lights and we went out the back door and into the swirling snow that seemed to cling to everything. Keeping our heads down, we pushed through the storm, holding our arms tight to our bodies.
Once at the gazebo, I dialed the heat in the tub up and placed the towels down on a chair. The over-sized wooden deck that surrounded the huge tub had tables and chairs places randomly about it and a couple of small wicker cabinets that housed chemicals and spare parts.
"Hop in, it's warm and will get hot in a few minutes." I instructed Jeremy as he shook the snow from his hair.
The large round cedar gazebo, painted white, blended in with the snow that surrounded it but provided shelter from most of the wind and snow.
"This is amazing, you must love it." Jeremy said as he pulled down his pants, lifted his shirt over his head and tossed them into a heap on the floor beside the tub.
"I'll take a quick refill before I get in." His teeth chattered when he spoke.
"Absolutely." I uncorked the whisky.
I couldn't help but notice his cock, which could barely be concealed under the black boxer briefs he was wearing, almost as if he had to wrap it around his leg to conceal it.
"Where should I sit?" He questioned, looking at the large tub. "This thing is enormous."
