Early Friday morning I packed a small bag so after work all I had to do was drive to the cabin. I almost fainted when I got off work promptly at five pm, because usually the boss kept my there until 7pm. I went by the grocery store to pick up a few staples, and drove toward the cabin.
I’m five foot-five, with shoulder length auburn hair, emerald green eyes and lips the color of roses. I also have a full figure, with 40D’s with large brown nipples, a thirty-two inch waist and size forty-four hips. I have been told that my stats would make a sailor faint.
I had a very active sex life with my boyfriend of six years. I kicked him out after he ran home to momma, after one of our disagreements. God, I hate “Momma’s Boys!” It seemed like an eternity since I had a good hard fucking, with all the trimmings.
This weekend I plan to spend the time unwinding and worrying about sex at another time. Well maybe, because I did pack a purple seven inch vibrator in my bag.
I often called the toy, “The best dang cock I ever had, because it don’t complain or go off half cocked!”
I arrived around 8pm. I put away the food and unpacked my small bag. Following that I draw some water for a long leisurely bath. As I slid into the tub it felt as if hundred of fingers were messaging every inch of my body. The water’s caress almost made me fell asleep in the tub.
After my bath I slid into my favorite shorts, t-shirt, and fuzzy socks. I then went to the kitchen and fixed a bite to eat. After eating I walked to my bedroom and picked up the book I was reading. I propped myself up on pillow, but did not realize how tired I was and soon fell asleep.
I awoke to the sounds of the birds singing, bees buzzing and a squirrel chattering. I then looked over at the clock next to the bed and said, “Why am I up so dang early. I am not a morning person. Oh well, with all this noise I know I will not go back to sleep. I might as well get up and go for a walk.”
I got up, ate some breakfast, then put on my faded blue jeans, a flannel shirt, and some walking shoes. I then took my walking stick out of the closet and chuckled. “Yeppers, this is a good weapon against bears, snipes, and intruders.” I set off down the trail toward a secret spot of mine which is near a small lake not far from the cabin.
I love to get away from the humbug of city life. When I arrived at the lake, and sat down for a while to rest. I watched the sunlight dancing on the waters of the lake, and listened to the music of the forest. Soon I was totally relaxed, because these sounds of nature always calmed my troubled spirit.
As I lay there, lazily watching the ripples in the water, until I heard footsteps. I sat up startled because I never has seen or heard any human near my secret spot. As I look around I saw a good looking man walking toward me.
He stood about six foot tall, with shoulder length jet black hair. He was wearing blue jeans, a blue shirt, and hiking boots. From what I could see he had a very sexy, muscular body. My intuition told me to check him out, see if he’s ok.
As he got nearer, I offered him my hand in greeting. “Hello, my name is Amanda.”
He replied, “Hello, I'm Mitch. Can I sit down beside you? This is such a lovely area and the view of the lake from here is spectacular.”
As I gazed into his face I got lost in his baby blues, and softly replied, “Yes.”
I blushed, telling him that I usually do not talk to strangers. Somehow his calm nature and voice assured my and they are soon lost in conversation.
I caught myself staring at him when he wasn’t looking and wondering what he looked like naked. I quickly looked away and scolded myself by saying to myself, “Where is your mind today, Amanda?” I couldn’t help it, the thoughts continued making my breasts swell, nipples harden, and my crotch damp. In the back of my mind I screamed, ‘Oh fuck, he’s so damn gorgeous.’
He couldn’t believe his eyes, right before him in the middle of no-where was a beautiful magnificent woman. How could he be so damn lucky? He watched her out of the corner of his eye because he sensed that she was staring at him.
He caught her gaze and asked, “Why are you staring at me? Do I have a bug on my shirt?
I smiled and said, “Not really, but I do like to be upfront and honest, and often blurt things out without thinking.”
Mitch looked at me and said, “Well I am the same way. Now what could be so hard to say, come on tell me. Is my fly open?”
I giggled and said, “Okay, I will say it! I was wondering what you looked like under all those clothes.”
Mitch smiled and confessed, “Well was that all. Doll, I was just thinking the same about you. If I may be blunt, I’ve always been attracted to full figured women.”
Now here I was up at my cabin to get away from people and I was coming on to a total stranger. I told myself that I was ‘Nuts, or horny as hell!’ I looked back at him and noticed a sizable bulge in his jeans.