Gray skies cast their foggy gloom over her first sight of the morning, though the warm breeze soothed this feeling, enhanced by the sweet lilac scent carried as whisper of the garden the window overlooked. Relaxed, she smiled a sly little grin, thinking of the weekend just beginning, then peered out at the darkness just lifting off the lake's surface in a subtle dance of shaded forms, shadows of trees, and the dim rays of the dawn's muted light.
The sudden call of a meadow lark startled her mind from its sleepy repose, as she stretched out her soft form like a dew covered lily reaching to drink in the sun's morning glory. Alive, each breath savored in a renewal of spirit brought on by the realization of no more work for the next few days, no hassles of having to be cooped up in an office, no pressures from her boss bitching about a project not yet finished...just rest, relaxation, and that comforting feeling of nothing special to do, no pressing deadlines, no forced smiles for fellow employees she'd just as soon not be around...etc, etc... "Damn, life really CAN be wonderful"
The chitter-chatter of two squirrels fussing with a mockingbird over a few crumbs made her giggle. It sounded more like her boss arguing with an irate customer over a bad transaction or failed delivery...
Chitter, chitter, chatter, chatter...who really gives a damn? "Wake up people, get a fucking life!!" she thought. Ahhh... but no more of THAT for the moment, four days off would do her good...
Now, first things first...coffee!! She never could quite get those emerald eyes open without her first two cups of java...pulling on her white cotton robe over her luscious firm frame, she wandered down the stairs, heading for the kitchen and her most loyal companion, Mr. Coffee, dutifully stopping by the lavatory to make enough room for that first cup...
As the brewmaster started to perk, the hardy aroma of her favorite French roast filled the air, blending with the scents of lilies and lilacs into a sensually pleasing aromatherapy of delightful rejuvenation.
After sipping on the first cup, she downed the second cup quickly, anxious to get outside in the fresh warm air and start her holidays with a walk in the heavily wooded glen surrounding this mountain hideaway she had rented for the weekend.
The smell of oak, birch, pine and maple mixed with the crisp freshness of the crystalline lake and light mountain air, laced with honeysuckle and wildflowers, forming a myriad of scents and bringing back memories of her childhood days, spent playing with her friends in a park nearby her parents' house...
Lazily, she strolled back up the stairs to take her shower, and get dressed for a day of peace and quiet solitude...just the cure for the doldrums she had been in lately. The hot water flowing down her hair, then shoulders, then cascading over her body in streams of refreshment, brought both a sense of calm and a feel of sensuality to mind...
She took her time washing off, pausing periodically to playfully tease herself in those "oh so sensitive" areas, priming a mindset of adventure with a mingling of sexuality. It had been much TOO long since she had languished in that glow of complete satisfaction, and this shower of delight reminded her of just how long!! "Oops", she thought, better turn on some cooler water...
Refreshed and now wide awake from her shower, she dried herself off with a nice huge and warmed towel, feeling the freshened cotton brush gently across her tingling bare skin. She just loved the softness of a warm towel after a brisk shower!
Nothing else made her sense of femininity come alive quite like this every morning... then, pulling on her favorite velvet warm-up suit, she decided her normal thong and bra would not be needed, and their absence would allow her a certain sense of freedom she rarely could afford to experience. The isolation of this little hideaway provided more than ample comfort and security from prying eyes...
Stepping out of the cabin, she breathed deeply, taking in as much of the scented fresh air as her lungs would allow...the crispness caused her smallish pert breasts to harden a bit, and her nipples told her it was much cooler than she had expected...
Strolling leisurely down the slightly used trail, through massive oak trees more ancient than she had remembered, until the woods became less and less dense, finally opening into clearing where the trees greeted the lake with soft green grass and sweet smelling clover patches...
The peacefulness was overwhelming, as a deep serenity began to set in... quiet, except for the whispering tweets of birds and gentle rustling of the autumn leaves, combining with a trickling brook emptying itself into the lake right along the path where she strode. Elysian-like in its beauty, stimulating in its freshness, and awe-inspiring in its ancient splendor, this mountain respite was very near pure perfection!!
Hearing a sudden rustle of leaves, she spun around to catch a glimpse of a large doe and tiny fawn skittering across the path from where she had just walked...she smiled, knowing the love this hoofed mother had for her babe, teaching it caution and alertness, while also to find food and clear water to sustain it...pure natural magnificence in a light brown fur wrapping, the younger one dotted in its autumn spots. Never could she remember having such an absolute feeling of contentment as she now felt washing over her inner spirit like the warmth of a mother's womb to the unborn child...and then...it happened...
As she languished in the thoughts of peaceful existence, a powerful arm suddenly encircled her waist, as simultaneously a rough hand covered her mouth, preventing the instinctual scream from leaving her lips...
Fear gripping her being, she struggled against the immovable embrace briefly, then heard a deep threatening voice say, "If you fight me, I'll have to hurt you more, so STOP struggling and be still"...her mind raced with the illusional options she thought she had, then she realized..there were NO options except fight and get hurt, or be still and see what happened next...
