Cabin by the Lake

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After a nice dinner I discover that thirty minutes in the other direction will take you to a much bigger town. Heading directly up to the bathroom to change, I was surprised to see him naked in the bedroom. My god he has a gorgeous body.

“Close your mouth,” he smirked at me.

“I-I,” my god I can’t even talk, “goodnight.”

He stopped me before I could walk out, “this bed is big enough for both of us. Now reason for you to be hurting all summer.”

“Are you trying to take advantage of me after wining and dining me?” half joking. I knew he was right though, it was a king size bed and that couch is incredibly uncomfortable for sleeping.

“There was no wining involved and if I wanted to do that, we could’ve just stayed here.”

“Are you at least going to put some pants on?” crawling into the bed.

“Nope,” pulling the covers back on his side, “I like to sleep naked.”

I could feel the wetness pooling in my panties as I watched him crawl in. God this was going to be a long summer. I need to either buy a toy or find a quick hook up.

Waking up, my head was on his chest and his arm around me. I jerked away so fast that I woke him. “You did it, not me,” rolling towards me.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

As he fell back to sleep I got up and took a nice cold shower. Being that close to him is causing an ache between my legs. I slipped two fingers in trying to ease it but it only seems to make it worse, feeling even more frustrated I wash and get out. Quickly and quietly I get my clothes and go back to the bathroom to dress, noticing that is nearly eleven. I haven’t slept this late in a long time.

I was eating a sandwich when he finally came down, hair still wet from his shower, “morning,” he greeted me.

“Afternoon,” glancing at the clock on the stove, “plans for today?”

“Meeting some friends.”

“Have fun.”

I decided to just go to the lake and relax for the day, work on my tan, not that I really needed to. I've already been here for six weeks and am golden. It was six when I decided to head back and make something for supper. Turning on the grill, I headed up for another shower to rinse the lake water off of me before throwing a steak and potato on.

After eating I found a bottle of red wine in the pantry, opened it, stripped off my clothes and settled in the hot tub. It was after nine and Mitch still wasn’t back so I turned the music up and poured another glass.

“What are you doing?”

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard his voice, “enjoying the night.”

Picking up the empty bottle, “I see,” and raised his eyebrows.

“I’ll give you the money to get another one.”

“I’m not worried about that, didn’t realize you’re a wine drinker.”

“Just started. Need something to do to pass the time.”

Nodding his head, “I’m going to watch a movie,” Turing on his heels and walking back in.

Drying off, I put back on my cotton shirt and matching shorts, finished the glass and walked in. Sitting down next to him, “what are you watching?”

The People Under the Stairs.”

“A scary movie person.”

“You’re drunk,” he laughed.

“A little.”

I only remember watching half of the movie, I must’ve fallen asleep. The next thing I knew he was carrying me upstairs, “god you smell good,” he whispered and kissed me lightly on my head. He laid me down, covering me and I rolled away from him. I could feel his fingers lightly trailing down my side, resting on my hips, “you’re so fucking sexy, I’d love to spend hours worshipping this body.”

I moaned when he gripped my waist and pulled me to him, feeling his ecrection pressing against my back. He continued, “I bet you taste as good as you smell, I want bury my face in your pussy and find out,” his left hand laid on my stomach under the waist of my shorts. “I’ve been hard since I saw you, wanting to fuck you so bad.”

Feeling the wetness pooling in my thong as he spoke, the effects of the wine making it worse. I closed my eyes drifting back to sleep, snuggled into him. Both of us were in the same position that we fell asleep in, it was bright out when I opened my eyes. The words he spoke last night were still in my head as I laid there, my head pounding. I groaned as I rolled onto my back.

“Too much wine last night?”

“Something like that, guess I shouldn’t have drank the entire bottle.”

He disappeared in the bathroom and returned with a glass of water, “here,”holding his hand out to me, “take these.”

“Never again,” putting my pillow over my head.

Laughing, “I doubt that. I’ll make breakfast, you need something greasy.”

I pulled myself out of bed and took a hot shower, letting the water rain down over me. Feeling slightly better, I dressed in a summer dress, put my hair in a messy bun and headed downstairs.

He greeted me with a cup of coffee and plate of eggs and bacon. “You know, beer doesn’t leave you feeling like this in the morning.”

“Wine was all I could find.”

“If you wanted alcohol you could’ve just asked.”

Raising my eyebrow at him, “you’d buy it for me? I’m only eighteen.”

“With a few rules, yes,” sipping his coffee.

“What would those be?” taking my last bite.

“You only drink here and not every night.”

I nodded my head, I could handle that, “not tonight though.”

He laughed again, “agreed. I’m going to get dressed, we need to go get some groceries.”

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