Walking to the kitchen and having at least decided to do something, seemed to help her mood, as she busied herself with the preparations. Deciding that it was too quiet, she turned on the radio for some company. As she readied the cups and put the water on to boil, she unconsciously started to hum with the music. She was so immersed in what she was doing, she didn't hear his car pull up outside. As the door to the cabin opened, the water kettle started to boil and whistle, effectively drowning out the noise of the door swinging open. As he started to say something to announce his long overdue arrival, he realized she probably wouldn't hear him over the the kettle or the radio that seemed like it was blaring too loud. As he inched closer to the kitchen, he decided to surprise her with his presence. "I think I'll sneak up behind her and stick my cold hands on her," he laughed to himself, "After all, I do believe I owe her one for doing just that same thing to me."

Standing at the kitchen table, and readying her cup of tea, she sensed she was not alone and tilted her head slightly so she could see out of the corner of her eye. "Hummm", she thought, "So he thinks he can sneak up on me does he." She waited until he was almost to her back, when she spun around and folded her arms in front of her, giving him her defiant look as her eyes snapped at attention. Clearing her throat so she sounded serious to him, she said, "Okay, David, where the hell have you been all this time. Well, no phones to be found honey?" Noticing the sheepish look on his face did not temper her resolve to find out why he was so late, in fact it only made her a bit more impatient to hear what his answer would be. He noticed her brow was wrinkled into a frown.

Feeling a bit like he was between a rock and a hard place, he knew he was in trouble no matter what he said. As he looked at her, he was captivated by the way she touched him with her flashing eyes. "She looks inviting with that arrogant look on her face." He smiled to himself as he thought how much he'd like to put his arms around her and pull her close to him, kissing that look right off her face. He liked to kiss her often and give her that flushed appearance. Realizing he had stood there for what seemed like a long time, he decided to at least make an attempt at an apology. "Sweetheart, you are absolutely right. I should have called, and was going to, but Tom, my old business buddy stopped in the tavern. It's been so long since I had seen him and I just lost track of the time. I know, it's no excuse, but when I went outside to leave, I wasn't prepared for all the snow that had fallen while I was inside. The roads were pretty bad, and my mind was on getting home safely to you." Looking at him a bit skeptically, but realizing the roads must have been bad, made her very glad to have him back safely. Grudingly, she relented and smiled at him, but said, "Okay, David, but please don't make me worry like I did." "Besides", she said teasingly, as her smile deepened, "I was lonely and bored."

Narrowing his eyes at her playfully, he answered, "Oh, I see. You didn't miss me at all, Miss Brat, you just wanted me to amuse you." "Well, David", she shot back, "We did come up here to have this long weekend together, and so far, I have spent much of it by myself." He knew she was right, and put his arms out towards her as he stepped closer. "Come here darling. You're right. I should have come straight here from work instead of making any stops. Our time together is important to me too." Pulling her close to him, he leaned his head down and pressed his lips to her eager mouth. "Mummm", he thought to himself. "Her lips still feel a bit pouty and soft." Feeling a warmth start to spread inside himself, he realized he had missed kissing her very much. Wanting to taste more of her, he slipped his tongue between her lips; rolling his tongue around hers and playfully darting it back and forth as he savored the taste of her mouth. Pulling away from her mouth took some effort on his part, but as he did, he looked at the flushed look on her face and knew it had felt the same to her. "Cindy", he said, "Why don't you heat that water up again and we'll both have a hot cup of tea. Bring the cups in by the fireplace, and I'll meet you there after I change out of my work clothes." Nodding her head in agreement, she turned around to reheat the water as he strode out of the room.

She was already waiting for him by the fire when he appeared from the bedroom in his sweats. Smiling at him, she realized he looked much more comfortable now that he had changed and they could enjoy each others company. "I don't want to keep this tension between us going", she thought, "I want us to have a nice, romantic weekend together." The only tension she felt, was the sexual tension that always seemed to be evident when he was in her company. As she thought about that feeling, she realized it felt like a pulling sensation; an invisible string connecting them both, which softly vibrated.

Sitting down next to her on the floor, he leaned back against the couch and stretched his long legs before him, taking the cup of hot steaming tea she handed him. "God, it feels good to relax", he thought, "I should have come here sooner and enjoyed her company." Smiling at her and putting his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her towards him tightly. He started to gently massage the back of her neck; running his fingers from the soft nape of her neck, along her scalp and into her hair. She snuggled in closer to him, her body tight to his, as her one arm went up to his shoulder and the other around his waist. Breathing deeply, he inhaled her fragrance and thought about how he'd like to have his face buried in her body as his hands explored her softness.

Taking one more sip of his tea before setting it aside, he realized he had warmed up sufficiently, both inside and out. Looking down at her he thought she looked so much like an angel, but in truth, he knew what a devil she could be and loved that side of her; she made life interesting and fun. Smiling at those thoughts, he started to rub her back with his strong hands, thinking about all the things he wanted to share with her tonight.

As if she had read his mind, which seemed to happen quite frequently, she lifted her head and looked into his eyes with that knowing look of, I know what you are thinking. He caught her around the waist and turned her so she was sitting on his lap; her arms going around his neck. Leaning forward and pressing her parted lips into his, she slid her warm tongue softly into his mouth, as he felt the familiar stirrings she brought about so easily. As she was softly stroking the back of his neck, he reached his hands under her sweater so he could touch her soft skin; running his hands up her back to her shoulders and around to the front so he could cup each breast.

When his hands touched her nipples through the fabric of her bra, she thought, "God, I want to feel his hands on my naked skin. That just sent ripples of goosebumps all over my body." Staring at him as she pulled away from his lips, she lifted her arms and waited for him to pull her sweater over her head. Without a word of instruction said, he complied and pulled it over her head and off, laying it on the couch. Reaching behind her, he undid her bra and tossed it over his head and onto the couch. Her breasts sprung out of the material they had been held prisoner in, fully awake and visibly aroused. The fire light gave her skin a creamy glow that cascaded into inviting shadows. "Damn", he thought, "I want to put my mouth over those pert nipples of hers and make them harder."

Feeling a bit impatient, he pulled his sweatshirt off and let it fall onto her clothes. He wanted to feel his chest against her hard nipples and savor the feel of her nakedness against him. Pulling her back towards him and up against his chest, he closed his eyes as he rubbed his hands up and down her back, then sliding his hand inside the back of her pants so he could run it down her bottom. "Mummm, she feels so warm and soft tonight", he thought, "I can't wait to touch her everywhere."

She was so aroused now, and her impatience at an all time high, that she said, "David, let's lay on the rug by the fire. I want to feel all of you against me, darling." Needing no further coaxing from her, he stood her up and quickly, they both shed what remaining clothes held them back from feeling it all. Laying down on the fur rug, they rested on their sides facing each other, with their arms wrapped around, as they looked deeply into each others eyes; sharing a silent moment of smouldering, passionate looks. Slowly they moved their bodies closer, as their mouths parted and claimed the others lips, while their tongues tasted and teased with the longing they both felt. Slowly he ran his fingers down to her nipples, as she ran hers down his stomach to his hard cock. "David", she said, "I want to taste you. I can feel the precum sliding out against my fingers. You're so hard and my pussy is wet with wanting to feel you inside me."

He pulled her closer to him and reached his hand down to her warm, wet pussy, as he answered, "Cindy, I want to taste you too. I want to put my mouth and tongue all over you. I have been thinking about it all night, and I can't wait any longer." He rolled over on his back and pulled her over him so her pussy was straddled right above his mouth, her bottom high in the air, as her mouth hovered just above his hard, waiting cock. Reaching up with his hands, he spread her lips and felt her quiver, as he ran his tongue from her clit to her bottom. "God, she tastes so sweet", he thought, "I will never get tired of tasting and pleasing her this way. I can feel her clit getting hard and swollen. It makes my cock harder just thinking about it, but the feel of her warm wet mouth on me right now, is about to send me over the edge." He continued to run his mouth and tongue over her pussy, and kept flicking his tongue over her swollen clit; teasing her the same way her mouth and tongue was teasing his cock.

"My God, that feels good", she thought, "I can't hold out much longer. I can feel the sensitivity growing and I'm going to cum soon." She felt her orgasm starting to build, but continued to slide her lips tightly down his cock, as her hands held onto the base and played with his balls, sucking him deeply as she pulled her mouth back up to the tip again; only to run her tongue over the tip and down the shaft. "I love the way his cock feels in my mouth", she thought, "It's so smooth and I love to imagine it going in my pussy the way my mouth takes all of him inside." Feeling they were both about to cum, she increased her tempo to match the growing passion she felt within. She felt her orgasm break free and come racing out; making her shake with strong contractions that threatened to carry her way like a tidal wave.

When she contracted the first time, his mouth felt the trembling and the wetness along her pussy, making him lose all hold on his own impending orgasm, as he exploded into her mouth. Tenderly and with not as much urgency, they continued to lick and suck the other's sex, as the contractions ebbed away to a sweet afterglow of contentment; feasting on the pleasure they both enjoyed giving to the other. Pulling away from him, she turned around and straddled his lap, as he laid there trying to make his breathing a little easier. Smiling at him with the most wicked grin, she said, "David, what's the matter? Was my mouth too much for you tonight?" Looking up at her he grinned back, as she leaned forward to claim his mouth with hers tasting of him, and tasted herself from his mouth.

She took his hands from behind his head and held them up above his head with hers, as she softly ground and wiggled her pussy around his cock. He couldn't help but laugh at how playful she made him feel and lunged upwards, grabbing her around the waist and rolling over with her. "You are incorrigible", he said laughing at her, "But, I'm not through with you yet."

Pulling her back close to his chest, he started to slide his reawakened cock, up and down her still wet bottom. "See, Cindy", he said teasingly, "You've brought him back to life again, and it's all your fault." Laughing back at him, she joked, "My fault! Like he was ever dead in the first place. You know, David, I don't think he ever sleeps. You'd better keep a close eye on him. You're libel to wake up one night, only to find he has gone out without you." With that remark, she broke out in peals of laughter and he grudgingly laughed too, but couldn't help taking a swat at her bottom for making him laugh in spite of himself. "David!", she said quickly, "That wasn't very nice. I was only teasing with you." "So was I sweetheart", he said laughing, "But sometimes, Cindy, you just go a little bit too far and it would please me very much at those times to have you in a, shall we say, vulnerable position." Taking the hint rather quickly and before things got along this subject too far, she decided not to say the devilish remark she had planned to say, and was glad her face was turned away from him. If he could see the look on it, who knows what would happen, but he felt her stiffen a bit in his arms and relented for the time being.

Deciding on a little break from the moment, she pulled away and stood up. "Let's take a little rest for a moment, David. I need a potty break and I want to see if it's still snowing outside. We might never be able to leave here if it is", she said with a smile on her face. Realizing she may be right, he said, "Okay, sweetheart. I'll put another log on the fire and you take care of business."

Coming back into the room with her robe on, she admired the newly awakened fire and thought how romantic it made the room glow. She walked over to the window and was shocked to see how much snow was on the ground. "David, I'm getting worried", she said, her voice sounding more serious, "It's still snowing and it looks like it's getting really deep. I know it's cold out there, but maybe we should dig ourselves out a bit before morning. If it snows all night like this, we may not be able to do much by then."

Walking over to the window and looking outside, he had to admit she may be right. "Damn", he thought, they had to leave tomorrow, and he didn't relish the thought of shoveling so much at one time. "Okay, Cindy, I think you're right", he said, "Why don't we get bundled up and get this over with. The wind isn't blowing, so it's not going to drift. We can get a head start on clearing it out now and tomorrow won't be so bad. We can come back in and get warmed up all over again." Smiling at her with that look on his face made her laugh. She had to admit the idea was a pleasing one to think about after the chore they had ahead of them. Turning around to go change, she said over her shoulder, "I'll be right back, David, let's get this over with", and then smiling from ear to ear, she laughingly said, "Getting warmed up again will feel good."

While she was gone, he anxiously jumped back into his clothes to get ready. He wasn't looking forward to going outside again, but smiled when he thought of how much he was going to enjoy being inside again afterwards.

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