Jessica put her arm in the air and motioned to the waiter that she wanted another bottle of wine. I reached up, pulled her hand into my lap, and leaned in close to her. Between the wine and the smell of her perfume, I was feeling intoxicated by her presence. Since our lives were so busy, it wasn’t often that I found myself in a situation with my wife that I could feel free to have those feelings. Instantly, I hoped that dinner was going to be over and that we could head back upstairs soon. The excitement of the evening had traveled down to my pants, and my patience was dwindling.
“I’d like to spend some time alone with you tonight, but if you keep drinking, you are going to pass out and miss out on all the fun,” I whispered.
She snapped her head toward me with that beautiful and alluring smile I had been longing for. My heart fluttered in my chest, the same way my dick was twitching in my pants, especially with the feeling of her hand on my thigh. Slowly, she started to move her hand up my thigh and toward my package, making more than just my cock stiff. My shoulders froze, and my breath held, feeling her that close to me out in public. Jessica had been trying desperately to spice things up in our sex life, feeling that neither of us put a lot of effort in keeping it exciting in the bedroom. However, her groping my cock in public made me a little more than nervous. I had an actual, high-profile job and handled international affairs for the government. I was required to maintain a strict moral code and an impeccable personal life, which meant I couldn’t be seen doing anything like what was about to happen. The last thing I needed was for someone to find my wife jacking me off under the dinner table. It would not be a pleasant meeting when I sat down with the Joint Chiefs and the President to discuss the most recent contract with Japan for technologically superior war machines.
“We don’t ever do anything like that,” Jessica said, moving her hand up and squeezing my cock. “Austin has to be perfect everywhere, or the White House will have his ass.”
I smiled and shifted in my chair, taking her hand and putting it back in her lap. It wasn’t that the thought of her jerking me off right here in this restaurant wasn’t arousing, but it was undeniably too dangerous. People knew who I was, especially the type of people that frequented fine-dining restaurants like the one we were in. She frowned at me and turned back to her friends, continuing the conversation. I looked over my shoulder at the waiter and nodded at him, handing him my black card. When he returned, I signed the receipt and tipped him generously, thanking him for an excellent dinner. I stood up and pulled Jessica up with me, placing my napkin on the table and stretching.
“I hate to cut it short, but I am taking my beautiful wife back to the room to get some sleep so that we can hit the slopes early,” I said.
“Is that a new kind of code?” Kristin laughed.
“I hope so.” Jessica giggled, slightly intoxicated from the wine.
We said our goodbyes and then headed toward the elevator, Jessica clinging tightly to me as she wobbled in her six-inch heels across the marble floors. I didn’t mind having her that close at all, and by the time the elevator doors were closed, she was standing in front of me, rubbing her ass up and down my growing cock. I pulled her into me by the waist and pushed my hips forward, showing her exactly what I was thinking about. She moaned softly, rotating her ass in circles, feeling my shaft jamming into her ass cheeks. We stumbled laughing to the suite and went inside, shutting the door and immediately dropping our things on the floor.
Jessica wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately as I picked her up with one arm and made my way back to the bedroom. When I set her down, she smirked and bit her lip, pulling the straps of her dress over her shoulders and letting her dress fall to the floor, revealing to me that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Her tits were perfect, bouncing slightly as she stepped out of her clothes and tossed them to the side. I pulled off my tie and threw my jacket to the side, frantically untucking my shirt and watching as she slid up on the bed and spread her legs wide. By the time I was done pulling the rest of my clothes off, she was rubbing her pussy, staring deeply into my eyes.
I crawled toward her across the bed and laid down on my stomach, hooking her legs over my shoulders and pushing my face down in her sweet, warm pussy. She moaned loudly as my tongue swiped up through her folds, tasting every inch of her before lingering at her pulsing clit. I sucked it into my mouth and nibbled lightly on it, immediately starting to finger her. She really liked it when I fucked her with my fingers, getting her good and wet before pounding my cock inside of her. I started out strong with three fingers, and I pushed them deep inside while rubbing my tongue down on her nub. She screamed out, grabbing my head with her hands and swirling her hips against my mouth. I knew it wasn’t going to take long before she exploded, and I wanted desperately to taste her flowing juices.
My face bared down on her pussy, and I fingered her vigorously, listening to the screams echoing through the room. Her legs began to tighten around my head, and I knew she was on the verge of orgasm. My tongue flicked wildly against her clit, and she threw her head back, arching her chest and shaking as she came hard into my mouth. I groaned seductively as her juices spilled out and down my hand as my tongue lapped at her. Now, I wanted my cock wrapped up in her body. When her muscles had relaxed, I turned over on my back and pulled on her.
“Ride me, baby,” I whispered.
She smiled and climbed on top of me, slowly sliding down my cock, her juices giving all the lubrication that was needed. I put my hands on her waist and watched as she closed her eyes and grabbed onto her tits, swirling her hips against my body. She pulled her knees farther under her and raised up, slowly sliding back down before repeating that over and over again. It was so sensual watching her writhe and move on top of me, and my eyes stayed locked on her body as I thrust upward to meet her, pushing myself deep and hard inside of her pussy. She began to move faster, hearing my groans and watching my eyes smooth over her supple skin. I gripped my fingertips into her sides and pushed myself up and down inside of her, taking over the movements and watching as she feverishly rubbed her clit, licking her lips and screaming out.
The sound of the bed smacking into the wall and the springs coiling and recoiling beneath us lent to the pure ecstasy of the moment. While we were emotionally connected, we were fucking like we hadn’t done it in decades, our bodies aching to feel each other’s release. I slowed my thrusts and pulled Jessica down onto the bed, wrapping her legs around my waist as we rolled. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much more, and I wanted to be as deep inside of her as I could when I came.
I pulled her arms up over her head and held them there tightly as I pounded my cock deep inside of her. She screamed loudly, the whole bed moving with the motion of our bodies, and her tits bounced wildly up and down. I thrust my hips hard and deep, feeling her hips open up. I kept that motion going for two or three minutes, but it was too much for me to hold in. The warmth of her juices and the stiffening of her body pushed me right over the edge. As I rammed into her one last time, I gripped onto her hands and growled out, feeling her move into another orgasm. My cock pulsed inside of her and exploded, releasing a wave of pleasure through my body that made it difficult to hold myself up.
In the bed, our bodies flickered and twisted, coming together and feeling that intense ecstasy. When all that was left to do was twitch our hips against each other, I pulled out and fell to the side, breathing deeply. We laid there for a while, collecting ourselves, staring up at the large blade fan over the bed.
“Why did you take my hand away at dinner?” she asked.
“Come on, Jess,” I said. “You know how high-profile my career is.”
“Oh, come on,” she scoffed. “You are way too prim and proper. No one would have found out about it. It wasn’t like I was giving you a hand job at the United Nations.”
“I love you.” I sighed, not wanting to have this fight again. “Let’s just get some sleep.”
She nodded and turned
over, and I followed along, wrapping my arms around her waist. Maybe there was something about all of these people being around us. Maybe, just maybe, they had something to do with how free our sex just was. Either way, I knew that I had to keep it secret, protecting my job and my relationship.
Chapter 5
Kristin
“Come on, crew,” I said, waving my arm and sliding toward the lifts. “This is freaking amazing.”
I hopped onto the lift next to Amber and looked back to make sure the others were following. We had decided on a slope that was pretty far off the beaten path, wanting some privacy and to get away from the crowds that flocked the normal ski resorts. This one seemed a little sketchy, but the slopes were long and well-groomed. I was more than excited to get to the top and get some skiing done. I had waited a long time for this. Being out in nature had always made my energy spike, bringing life to my normal robotic movements in society. We were always so busy with life that Jason and I forgot there was an entire other world out there ready to explore, and I, for one, was not going to let this vacation go by in a haze of hotel suites and fancy restaurants. I was already scoping out the secluded spots along the way so that I could pull Jason off to the side and suck his cock.
There was something about being out in the fresh air and wide-open spaces that made me incredibly horny. I was pretty sure that it was the feeling of freedom, like the restraints of what was acceptable were torn off and I was free to do whatever I wanted. At the same time, it could just be the fact that my blood was flowing all over my body, and I was one of those girls that liked the adrenaline that ran through me doing things that might not be acceptable to everyone else. There had been several times when Jason and I were younger that we had fucked in public spaces, and I loved it.
The wind hit my face and raced through my hood and down the back of my neck. I laughed and shivered at the same time, feeling my entire body temperature change in an instant. I scooted closer to Amber and snuggled close to her, watching as she gazed out over the mountain and up at the sky. She didn’t seem to mind my closeness today, which meant I was getting closer to my end goal of doing this, but without any clothes to get in the way.
“It looks like the clouds are rolling in,” Amber said with a bit of alarm in the tone of her voice. “We should absolutely keep an eye on that. I’ve heard that the weather can be temperamental out here, with people getting hit by snow storms without any warning at all.”
“Relax.” I smiled, looking up at her. “We are going to be just fine. Besides, if anything happens, we have each other to keep warm. You know what they say about naked bodies being the best tool to keep away the cold.”
“You are too much.” She laughed.
We hopped off of the lift at the top and waited for the others to make their way over. Everyone looked excited to tackle the slope, and I was excited to reach halfway down and grab my husband for a little play time.
“We should take the main slope first,” Jason said. “That way we can judge the snow and see if we want to take the other routes.”
“Agreed,” Matt said, shaking his head with the others.
“I want to be challenged,” I said, looking over at the more advanced slope.
“May I remind you that you just got off the bunny slope on our last trip?” Amber asked, laughing. “Maybe you should take one step at a time.”
“Meh, I’ll be fine.” I laughed. “I’ve watched that old Goofy cartoon on how to ski.”
“Great,” Amber said, rolling her eyes.
As we talked, the sky began to grow suddenly darker, and the wind whipped around us. We all stopped and looked around, realizing that it seemed to be getting darker pretty fast. I shook slightly from the chill on my cheeks and looked over at Austin.
“The temperature is starting to drop,” he said. “It looks like a storm is coming in. I’m thinking that we might be out of luck for this outing. We should probably find the shortest route back to the bottom and get back to the lodge. If it clears up in a little while, we can just come back out and enjoy it.”
“You, sir, are a worry wort,” I said, smiling. “I’m sure this will pass as quickly as it blew in.”
“Hey,” Jason said, slapping me on the ass. “I don’t know about that. I think that Austin may be right. We should get down the hill and take cover for a while.”
Just as the words came out of his mouth, the snow started to fall. It was heavy, wet, and starting to become a bit uncomfortable. I grabbed onto Jason’s hand, a little frightened and a little excited at the same time. Austin waved his hand to the left to a steep slope that would get us down the fastest. One by one, we started down the mountain, but as we got farther down, the snow started to fall faster, and the wind was blowing so hard that it was damn near a complete white-out. I looked up as Austin swooped around and motioned for everyone to stop on the side.
“We can’t keep going down the slope if we can’t see,” he yelled as we bunched together closely, trying to see and hear what was going on over the sheering wind.
“Hey, let’s all huddle under that big pine over there and see if we can wait out the storm,” Jason yelled, pointing over into the wooden area.
We made our way off of the trail and skied over to the biggest tree that we could find. I huddled close to Jason as he pulled his arms around me and buried his face in my hat. The wind was blowing so hard it felt like I wasn’t wearing a jacket at all. Jessica tapped us on the shoulders and waved her arms.
“We can’t stay here for long,” she shouted. “This is dangerous. Someone is going to get frostbite or hypothermia.”
“Look, over there,” Matt yelled out, pointing into the woods.
Off in the distance, there was a structure of some sort, just barely visible through the drifting snow. We squinted at it from a distance, all of us a bit timid to go tromping into a random house in the middle of the woods. Matt leaned forward into earshot.
“We should try to reach it and see if we can hide out in there,” he yelled. “Maybe there is heat or a fireplace or something that can keep us warm while we wait out the storm.”
We all looked at each other and nodded as a gust of wind almost blew me off my feet. Jason gripped tightly to my waist as we trekked through the trees toward the structure. As we approached, we realized that it was a small, rustic cabin. Amber climbed the stairs to the front door and knocked hard.
“Hello? Is there anyone in there?”
No one answered, and all the lights were off, so she tried the doorknob, but it was locked. She sighed and turned back to us shrugging. Austin handed Jessica his poles and took off his skis, walking up to the door and rattling the handle. He stepped back and kicked hard, watching as the door flew open, snow blowing inside.
“Come on,” he yelled, waving everyone in. “I’ll pay the owner for the damages. We just need to get out of this weather.”
The six of us walked into the cabin and closed the door behind us. We took off our skis and looked around, shaking the snow from our hair and arms. The cabin was expansive, with a large open room and a huge fireplace at the other end. Austin and Matt looked at each other and then back at the fireplace before racing over to see if they could get some heat into the place.
“Thank God there is a huge pile of wood.” Amber laughed. “I am not feeling my lumberjack skills today, or any day for that matter.”
I smiled and walked through the cabin, deciding that if we were going to be there for a while, I should see what the place had to offer. To the back right was a doorway into a large kitchen. I opened the fridge and the cabinets, relieved to find that whoever was here before had left the place completely stocked with food. No one wanted a situation where there were six hungry and tired skiers trapped together in the woods. It had the makings for a really bad made-for-TV movie written all over it. I glanced out the kitchen window, but it was nothing but a blanket of white, and the storm didn’t look like it was going to be letting up anytime soon. I wandered into the room acros
s the hall to find a bathroom with two stalls with doors. Past those was one gigantic galley style shower room with multiple shower heads.
In the hallway were several doors, but they all opened up to closets and one small area for the water heater. I furrowed my brow, realizing there were no bedroom in this place. I walked back out into the main room where the fire was already crackling in the fireplace.
“Well, I have good news and, well, weird news,” I said, gathering everyone’s attention. “There is a large, very well stocked kitchen, so no one will starve.”
“Sweet,” Jason said, rubbing his hands together.
“What’s the weird news?” Amber was cautious in her question.
“There is one really big shower with multiple shower heads and absolutely no bedrooms,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
“Well, that’s weird,” Matt said. “This room is huge and has enough chairs, couches, and ottomans to seat like fifteen people. Why would they not use part of this as a bedroom?”
Jessica laughed. “Yeah, we could all comfortably lounge around all day, but where the heck do these people sleep? Maybe it is some sort of vampire cabin.”
“You watch too many movies,” I said. “Seriously, there is a daybed right there that is large enough to fit several people. And then the hammocks strung up in all the corners. It leaves more than enough space to sleep.”
“Who wants to go on a vacation to the mountain and sleep on a hammock indoors?” Austin pulled on one of the roped hammocks.
“Why would anyone build a getaway cabin made for this many people and not put in somewhere for people to sleep?” Amber looked around suspiciously.
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