The Cabin Next Door 

"Let's go!"  I yelled from the car as my husband fumbled around with his
set of keys.  He was trying to lock the back door to our house and I 
was trying to hurry him along.  I was so anxious to get on the road and 
towards our vacation destination.  We were finally getting away, just 
him and me and no kids. 

Married for several years now, we have two wonderful children.  My
husband, Steve has a new job and with it comes the normal stress and 
strain of situating himself into his new surroundings.  I am a stay at 
home mother to our two children.  We don't see a lot of one another.  
And when we do, there is this odd pressure to try to catch up on lost 
time.  Well, there is never enough time.  We decided to head to the 
mountains to play "catch up". 

"Alright Erin.  Here we are.  Now what?"  Steve asked me jokingly as he
sat in the parked car dangling his keys in my face. 

"Start the damn car and let's go!"  I said raising my voice to play
along. 

"I think you are a little too anxious and need to be shown how to slow
down and enjoy the ride," Steve told me.

"I think I can manage just fine if you would put the car in drive and
get out on the highway,"  I said feeling more and more unnerved by his 
joking nature.  Finally he eased up on the teasing and we were on our 
way. 

I love the mountains.  No matter what the time of year is I enjoy the
solitude.  I love the coolness of the air and the treed surroundings.  
My favorite thing to do is to rent a cabin and just kick back with 
nothing to do at all.  Walking along self made trails.  Wading in the 
creeks that flow noisily along.  Occasionally remembering that we 
aren't alone in the woods.  Knowing that even though we have the roof 
over our heads, the animals are at home all around us. 

Well, certain things can snap me back to reality.  The cabin we rented
for the weekend was at the end of a dirt road.  We passed several other 
cabins along the way but we got lucky enough to have one on a dead end 
road with the next one about 50 yards away.  Just those two cabins are 
all that were on that little strip of road.  As we pulled up I was 
quite pleased with myself having rented it sight unseen over the 
Internet.  It was an A frame loft with a hot tub on the outside deck 
and a Jacuzzi inside. 

"See Steve, this is going to be fun,"  I said as we pulled up and
started unloading our car. 

"Just let me not have to answer a phone or be in a meeting all day and I
will say it is fun," Steve added. 

I assured Steve that the phone wouldn't ring and the only meeting he
would have to attend all day would be the one in our bedroom.  We have 
always had good sex.  Steve is attentive in many ways.  When the mood 
strikes him he can be quite open and playful.  But, that mood doesn't 
strike too often.  I, on the other hand, am very curious.  I like to 
try new things and to experiment.  The times we do make love are very 
touching and personal.  I love the way he can kiss my entire body all 
over.  The way his hands feel as he moves them along my thighs and hips 
and sides.  I love the way I can look at his face and feel his breath 
on my skin.  I love the attention he pays to my breasts and how 
sensitive he can make them to his touch.  But something is missing.  I 
can feel it.  I want more. 

We dressed and went to dinner that evening.  We stopped at a few shops
and looked at all the tourist gifts that are always overpriced.  As we 
were driving in earlier that day I had noticed a bookstore on the main 
road.  On the way home from dinner I suggested we stop and look around 
to see if there were anything we could get to read while there.  Steve 
obliged me and once inside, we separated as usual to our respective sections, 

Steve to the fantasy/action and me to the novel/fiction.

I had picked up a book and begun to thumb through it when I stepped back
to lean against the shelf. "I am sorry," I heard a man's voice say as I 
stepped backwards.  I was so engrossed in the book I held in my hands 
that I didn't notice the man behind me as I stepped onto his foot. 

"No!  I am the one to apologize," I said to the man,  "I get so caught
up in my own little world sometimes that I don't pay any attention to 
what is going on around me.  I am sorry.  I hope I didn't hurt you." 

He assured me that he was fine and told me his name was David. 

"I am Erin," I said. 

I couldn't help but notice this man's handsome face before me.  He was
much taller than I with broad shoulders and such a strong presence.  As 
we stood and talked briefly with a nervous air about us, I caught 
myself getting lost in every little detail about him.  His button down 
shirt with the white tee shirt underneath.  His nicely pleated Dockers. 
His athleticism obvious in his nice build. 

I caught myself staring into his eyes while he spoke casually of books
and his love for writing until I noticed the figure of my husband 
standing just beyond us only a few feet away. 

"There is my husband.  I think I should be going." I said and as I
stepped past him I apologized once more.  He smiled at me and told me 
again not to worry about it. 

"Made you a boyfriend?" Steve asked me in a condescending tone.  

"Yes.  And I hurt him by stepping on his foot," I said trying to get past the 
awkwardness I was feeling. 

We made our way to the car without buying a single book.  I was sitting
there as Steve drove along thinking of that man in the bookstore.  
Crossing my arms I laid my head back onto the headrest and closed my 
eyes. 

"Are you ok Erin?  Why are you acting funny?"  I didn't realize I was. 
I was flustered and aroused and I didn't even know why.  That man 
looked at me.  He looked at me in a way that no one has looked at me 
before.  I kept seeing his eyes.  Feeling his presence with me.  It was 
a feeling I know only as one person being attracted to another.   I 
couldn't shake it. 

" I am fine.  Just sleepy," I told Steve. 

We drove back to the cabin and once inside I pulled Steve by the
shirtsleeve and led him up the stairs to the loft.  "Please, Steve, 
please make love to me.  I need you in me.  I need to feel you inside 
my body," I said as I started pulling his clothes from him.  "Erin, are 
you sure you are alright?"  He asked me.  "Yes, I am fine.  I just want 
you.  We are alone and I need you.   Please make love to me," I said in 
a very soft voice. 

Steve undressed himself the rest of the way and I pulled my clothes off
as well.  I lay down on the bed without pulling the covers back and he 
planted himself on top of my body.  Slowly, we kissed and let our hands 
roam freely along our naked skin.  I spread my thighs apart and he 
placed the head of his hard cock against my clit.  Feeling nothing but 
intense desire I wanted him in me quickly.  I reached down and guided 
his cock inside my already wet pussy.  Grabbing his ass I pulled my 
legs up off of the bed and began to grind up towards his hips. 

"Erin, what are you doing?"  I heard him ask me. 

"Fuck me Steve.  Now.  Fuck me now!"  I heard myself yell. 

Steve responded by forcefully burying his cock inside me.  I began to
writhe beneath him as he managed to keep rhythm with mine.  Harder and 
harder he ground his cock into me as I heard my breath quicken. 

"Steve, make me come.  Make me come now!"  I yelled as he placed his
arms beneath my waist and stroked me harder until I could feel it.  My 
orgasm was there.  Right there.   But something happened then.  My 
thoughts of my husband left me at that very moment and went to the man 
at the bookstore.  As Steve moved inside me, I let my thoughts drift to 
that stranger.  His eyes, his face, his smile, his presence.  Thinking 
of that man, I began to feel his body on top of mine.  I began to feel 
his warm skin against mine.  I began to think of his cock stroking my 
cunt harder, moving in and out of me in rhythm.  And as I let my 
thoughts totally consume me, I felt my pussy tighten around Steve's 
cock thinking of that man, of David.  I came with such strength and 
force I was shocked when I heard Steve's voice. 

"Erin, yes, I am coming!"  He yelled as he filled me with his warm
sperm. 

Opening my eyes and looking up to my husband, I gave him a pleased grin.

"Oh, Erin.  You were wild.   What got into you?"  Steve asked me as he
rolled over onto the bed,  " I like it when you and I can get all 
caught up in the moment and become uninhibited." 

I realized then what had happened.   "I don't know sweetie.  Just wanted
you," I said as I pulled the covers back then and snuggled down 
underneath them. 

The next morning we were up late.  We took advantage of having no
commitments and took our time to muddle through our day.  We drove into 
the town and ate lunch.  We shopped at some of the overpriced stores.  
We road the sky lift up to the top of one of the mountains.  I couldn't 
shake the night before.  That man overcoming my thoughts as I made love 
to my husband.  Why?  Why had I let that happen?  I had completely let 
my mind wander and I had climaxed thinking of another man.  But, the 
thing that shocked me even more was the way I found it so easy to do. 

We sat on the top of that mountain just as the sun had begun to set.  
Watching the lights of the town below we didn't speak.  I was lost in 
thought.  Steve was lost in the view. 

Once back to the cabin, I urged Steve to join me in the hot tub.  He
told me he would be out in a few minutes and for me to go ahead.  I 
undressed in the bedroom, wrapped a towel around myself and headed out 
onto the deck.  I pulled the cover from the tub and leaned it carefully 
against the railing.  I was trying to place it just so in case anyone 
decided to take a wrong turn and come up the drive to our cabin.  
Although it was now dark out, the porch light was on.   No one had been 
to the cabin close to ours so I assumed it wasn't rented for the 
weekend.  All lights around it were off.  It was completely dark inside 
and out.   I didn't consider myself to be an exhibitionist and took the 
precautions not to become one.  I dropped my towel onto the side of the 
tub and stepped into the water.  It was very hot and it took me a short 
while to get used to it but I lowered myself down slowly. 

As I slowly adjusted to the warmth of the water, I leaned my back onto
the headrest and pressed the button to turn on the jets.  The water 
rushed instantly around my naked body and I closed my eyes to relax.  I 
began to think of David once more from the bookstore.  His eyes and 
face and gently curved smile wandered into my thoughts.  I suddenly 
found myself aroused by the mere thought of this stranger again.  I 
moved my hands down between my thighs.  I bent my knees and parted my 
legs slightly to accommodate my hands.  I found my clit with one hand 
as I pulled the other up my side to my breast.  My nipple was erect and 
sensitive to my touch.  I could feel the jets forcing the water around 
me as I pressed my fingertip onto my hard clit.  In a quicker motion I 
massaged and rubbed myself between my legs as I pinched my nipple 
between my fingers of my other hand.  And then I noticed the rush of 
water against my back.  I turned around and placed myself on my knees 
pressing my breasts onto the ledge of the tub.  I began to move my hips 
back and forth thinking of this man.  Thinking he was the one I was 
pressing my clit against.  His cock full and erect beneath my body.  I 
ground harder against the side feeling the water hitting my clit.  I 
could see his cock as I lowered myself onto it.  I could feel myself 
wrapping around his member as I pressed my pussy further down onto him. 
He guided his hands up to my breasts as he pulled my nipples between 
his fingers.  Harder and harder I fucked his cock into my pussy.  
Harder and harder he tugged on my erect nipples.  As I pictured these 
visions, I could feel my clit growing more and more sensitive to the 
force of the water.  I spread my knees and positioned myself to let the 
rush of water move inside my cunt.  I found my clit with my other hand 
and rubbed furiously on it as I felt my orgasm wash over me.  Between 
the pressure of the water forcing itself into my cunt and the feeling 
of my hand rubbing hard onto my clit I came with a very noisy pleasure. 
It wasn't until after I had relaxed again that I noticed my husband 
standing before me.  His cock was in his hand and his cum was spilled 
onto the deck. 

"Steve, I..I..." I was searching for words. 

Steve looked at me approvingly with a boyish grin. 

"I am just sorry I didn't join you earlier when you asked me to," he
said as he pulled his shirt from his body and tossed it onto the floor 
with his shorts. 

"Don't move Erin," he said as he slipped into the water behind me. 
Kissing me down my back he took his now soft cock and began to rub the
head of it against my ass.  I closed my eyes once again feeling him 
slowly growing.  I bent from my waist over the ledge of the tub as he 
spread my ass apart with his hands.  Firmly he gripped my hips as he 
began to push himself inside my tight hole.  Inch by inch he buried it 
there in my ass.  I relaxed slowly around him trying not to think of 
the pain but only on the pleasure. 

"Stroke me Steve.  Hard," I said as he began to move slowly out of me
then back inside harder and faster than his entry.  With much force he 
stroked my ass in and out as I could feel my orgasm growing closer and 
closer.   The pain was gone when I heard him begin to moan in pleasure 
as he pressed his hips towards the backs of my thighs.  My hand had 
begun to rub my clit as I climaxed along with Steve. 

"You are just too much this weekend Erin," Steve breathed into the back
of my neck as I felt his lips against my skin. 

"It feels good to be alone," I simply stated, knowing all the while
something was missing.  And with that, Steve lifted himself from the 
tub and grabbing his shorts and shirt, he walked inside the cabin. 

The next morning I woke earlier than Steve.  He was sleeping soundly and
instead of tip toeing around I decided I would take a walk in the 
morning air to wake up my muscles.  I pulled on my shorts and tee shirt 
and tying up my shoes I headed out the door. 

It wasn't until I was outside that I noticed the car in the dirt drive
at the cabin a few yards away from ours.  'Must have driven in while we 
were asleep' I thought. 

As I hiked along at a steady pace breathing in the damp air, I was lost
in thought of nothing.  I quite like that feeling.  Nothing pressing.  
No worries to cloud my mind.  I had walked for about 30 minutes when I 
realized I should turn around and head back.  The woods were not 
familiar and I hoped I could retrace my steps back to our cabin.  As I 
moved back towards what I thought was the opening I had entered into, I 
realized I was mistaken.  The cabins were almost identical.  But this 
one was our neighbor's.  I decided to walk on through the opening 
anyway thinking they would still be asleep until I saw him sitting 
there.  A man was sitting on the deck sipping something from a coffee 
mug.  He was looking at a magazine and seemed to not even be aware that 
I was around.  I was not close enough to see his face just yet and 
contemplated moving back into the woods so as not to disturb him.  
Before I could do just that he looked up from the magazine in his lap 
and jumped in surprise.  In doing this, he caused me to gasp and place 
my hand over my mouth to quiet myself. 

"I am so sorry.  I am in the cabin next to yours and I was walking and I
got misdirected coming out of the woods and...." I stuttered. 

"That is alright.  I was sitting here as you started out earlier.  I saw
you as you cut through the opening behind your cabin. I just didn't 
think you would emerge behind mine!"  He said half joking. 

As I walked closer towards him I noticed his soft smile.  It was the man
from the bookstore. 

"Hey, I know you!"  I exclaimed as I stepped from the trees. 

"Yes, and I know you!"  He retorted back.  "Well, I don't know you but I
did let you step on my foot a day ago," he said with a half grin. 

"David, right?" I asked as he stuck his hand out to shake mine. 

"Yes Erin.  You have a good memory," he said as he gave my hand a hardy
shake.  I suddenly remembered I had no bra on with the force he grabbed 
my hand and shook.  It took everything I had to keep from placing my 
other arm across my chest to stop my boobs from shaking.  I was made 
aware once more of the thoughts I had harbored about him as I had let 
my husband fuck me the night before. 

"Well, David.  I should go.  I am sorry to disturb your morning," I said
as I stepped back towards my cabin. 

"Erin, would you like to come over this afternoon for dinner?"  He said
as he stood from his chair,  " I am all alone up here and I was 
thinking of grilling something for later." 

"Oh David, that sounds wonderful but I am with my husband I am not sure
he...."

"Well, bring him along.  The more the merrier," David said. 

And with that I smiled at him.  "5 o'clock?"  I asked. 

"Sounds wonderful," David said. 

I turned and headed back towards my cabin noticing that I was suddenly
very aroused just from a mere conversation with David. 

We walked towards David's cabin as the sun was starting to set.  When
David opened the door Steve introduced himself and I handed over a 
bottle of wine I had bought in town earlier that day.   David leaned 
down and kissed my cheek and I suddenly felt like Steve was watching 
with jealousy.  That was wishful thinking on my part.  Steve doesn't 
have a jealous bone in his body. 

We made idle chit chat and ate a wonderful dinner of grilled steak and
salad.  The night had fallen and the bottle of wine was now completely 
empty.  David had told us all about him recently calling off a 
relationship with a woman he had dated for 3 years.  His mountain trip 
was a way to not have to face his troubles at home.  We shared our 
information of fleeing from home too.  But ours was different.  Being 
married for so long and having so many things demanding your attention 
had taken its toll on us. 

"Anyone want a beer?"  David asked as he walked towards the kitchen.

"None for me thanks," I said.  "I will take one," Steve said from the
sofa.

David returned with 3 beers and handed both Steve and me one. 

" I don't want one," I said handing it back to David. 

"Oh sure you do," he said winking at me.  I took it hesitantly assuring
him I was going to sip slowly. 

I was aware once more of his handsome face as he settled back down
in his chair to talk more.  Conversation just happened to spill from 
all three of us.  We all laughed and cracked jokes as the beer flowed 
every freely.  A few hours had past when Steve stated we better head 
back over to our cabin.  I agreed and we stood and started 
straightening up around the den.  I reached down and grabbed a few 
bottles and headed towards the kitchen to throw them away.  Steve 
walked to the door and stepped out onto the deck to wait. 

"Erin, do you think we might can talk later?"  Asked David in a quiet
voice. 

"I am not sure.  Can it wait till tomorrow?"  I asked feeling very tipsy
from the odd mixture of wine and beer. 

I noticed he had taken hold of my elbow and was leaning into me as he
said, "Please?" 

I felt his cock pressing against my thigh as he spoke that single word. 
He was hard and was giving me that smile that had caught my eye the 
night before. 

"Give me one hour," I said and turned towards the den to head out the
door. 

I know I must have seemed not quite myself as I dressed for bed with
Steve.  He admitted that he liked David and was glad he had invited us 
over.  He said we should return the favor before leaving to head back 
to our respective homes.  I agreed, trying not to let on that I was 
feeling awkward about anything that had happened between David and I as 
I was tossing out the bottles earlier. 

It didn't take long after we laid down that Steve was snoring loudly and
I knew that was a sure sign he was out for the night.  I slipped as 
quietly as I could from the bed trying to not make any noise.  I had 
lain out a pair of shorts and tee shirt to pull on as I headed back 
over to David's cabin. 

Once outside I was aware of how dark it was.  My head was still swimming
a little from the alcohol we had consumed earlier in the evening.  I 
walked quickly towards the porch light and tapped on the door.

David opened it in his gray boxers.  I couldn't help but look at his
chest and rippled stomach.  He took me by the hand and pulled me 
inside. 

"Erin, I knew you would come over," he said as he walked towards the
sofa with my hand in his. 

"David, this feels weird.  What is going on?"  I asked as he leaned back
against the cushions. 

"Weird? It feels weird?"  He asked in a hurt tone.

"David, tell me what it is." I demanded coolly. 

"This is what it is," he said as he took my hand and laid it in his lap.

I felt the hardness of his cock inside his boxers.  I tried to pull my
hand away but he held it there.  He was quite large.  I could not see 
his member but it felt like more than a handful to me.  He moved my 
hand along its length and spread his thighs apart slightly. 

"David.... Please...."  I started. 

He placed his mouth over mine and kissed me hard.  His tongue moved
inside my mouth and found my tongue.  He leaned over until his full 
weight was on top of me.  I struggled some but not quite enough.  My 
mind was saying stop but I could not find the words or the motions to 
let David know that. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him harder towards me.  I
could feel his hard cock between my legs then pressing against the 
crotch of my shorts.  'What am I doing' I thought.  'Steve is next door 
sleeping!' 

David broke his mouth from mine.  "Erin, I have got to have you.  You
have been on my mind since the bookstore." 

He stood and walked towards the stairs and guided me up them.  As he
neared the bed he turned and pulled me to him once more and kissed me 
deeply.  My mind was reeling with thoughts.  I could not stop him.  I 
did not want to stop him.  I wanted another man to kiss me like this.  
I wanted another mans hands on my body.  I wanted another man inside me 
and I was willing to take that step now. 

I reached to the waist of his boxer shorts and pressed them to the
floor.  His cock moved out towards my face and I noticed then how large 
he was.  He was at least 9 inches long and quite thick.  Steve was 
barely 6 inches and not thick at all.  I must have gasped at the sight 
of it because David laughed quietly as I wrapped my hand around its 
girth. 

I traced my palm up and down the shaft as David ran his hands through my
hair.  I parted my lips and licked them.  Looking up to his face I took 
the head of his cock into my mouth.  With no signs of stopping I tried 
to suck more of him into my wet mouth.  He was so big!  I was trying 
hard to take him as he pressed his hands against the back of my head. 

"Yeah Erin.  Suck that cock baby," David said in a moan. 

I was working furiously on his rigid member, taking more and more inside
my mouth.  I wanted this man to know I could suck cock.  I wanted this 
man to know I could suck HIS cock. 

As I sucked and pulled on him, I ran my hand up to his balls.  I fondled
them gently as I moved my head up and down.  I felt his balls tighten 
in my hand and knew he was about to cum.  I pulled his cock from my 
mouth and, wrapping my hand around the shaft, I pumped it harder 
towards my open lips.  His cum spurted and fell into my open mouth and 
onto my lips and cheeks.  It was salty and tasted strong compared to 
Steve's.  'Steve!' I thought 'Oh my god, what have I done?' 

David did not give me a chance to ask myself twice.  He grabbed my arms
and pulled me standing before him.  He pulled my shirt over my head and 
flung it across the room.  He hungrily went for my breasts biting and 
nibbling my nipples until they were erect and pressing into his mouth.  
I leaned my head back as I relaxed into his strong arms.  He was 
suckling me like I wanted Steve to do.  He was teasing my nipples with 
his teeth and tongue just like I wanted Steve to do.  But, he wasn't 
Steve.  And at this point I did not care! 

I allowed him to ravage my breasts, as he wanted until he spun me around
and roughly yanked my shorts down to the floor.  He pressed me face 
first onto the bed.  I fell with a moan as he quickly pulled my hips up 
and tucked a pillow underneath them. 

Slowly he licked me from my clit to my ass.  I squirmed backwards onto
his face losing myself in the sensation.  'Steve doesn't do this' I 
thought. 

David was running his hands up my spread thighs until his fingers
reached my cunt.  He was licking hard along my clit and nibbling 
roughly against my pussy lips.  'More' was all I could think 'more'. 

His tongue suddenly moved inside my pussy as he began to eat me harder
than I had ever been eaten before.   I pressed my ass up further into 
the air to allow him complete access to me. 

"David, I am going to cum!"  I shouted out loud as he flicked his tongue
inside my wet cunt. 

I pressed back against him and just like a slut I rode his face through
my orgasm.  I felt myself tighten and pulse around his stiff tongue.  I 
fucked his face backwards quickly until I could take the sensitivity no 
more.

Rolling over I looked up to him and smiled.  David came towards me and
kissed my mouth with my cum on his tongue.  I sucked and kissed him 
deeply tasting myself on his mouth. 'Not too bad' I thought as he lay 
on top of me. 

His cock was already hard again and I knew I wanted him inside me.  To
have a man with a thick, nine-inch cock in me was almost too much to 
bear.  I spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist.  He pulled 
his mouth from mine and smiled.  Oh, that smile!  That is what got me 
in the first place. 

I felt him pressing his cock against my clit.  He reached down and ran
it along my slit until the head was wet.  Then he guided it to the 
opening of my pussy. 

"Do it David," I said as he slowly pressed it inside.  I felt his head
parting my lips as he leaned down and kissed me deeply.  Just as his 
tongue parted my lips, so did his cock part my pussy lips.  I felt it 
going further and further in me.  'So big' I thought. 

He then reached down to my ass and raised my hips up off the bed.  I
quickly moved my hips up towards him as he buried his dick in me fully 
now.  I gasped with surprise at the sensation he was giving me.

David then began to stroke me hard.  He pulled it out to the head and
then buried it back in quickly until his hips were pressed against me.

"Harder!  More!"  I screamed as he fucked me hard and furiously.  I was
bucking and grinding beneath him until I felt my orgasm there. 

"Yes, David, yes!" I screamed feeling my cunt tighten around his cock. 
His organ began to pump harder and harder until I felt it throb deep 
inside me releasing its cum once more. 

He stroked me through my orgasm and breathing heavily he raised up onto
his hands and gave me that seductive smile once more. 

"Oh, David.  What did we do?"  I asked as I quickly gathered my
thoughts.  "What did I do?" 

"Erin, we fucked. It is as simple as that.  And I loved every second of
it," David said calmly. 

I looked at him as he rolled over onto his hip.  " I loved every second
too," I said, "You were crazy!"  I exclaimed. "Well, not that I would 
know how you normally are." 

David smiled at me and pulled me over to kiss him.  "You made me crazy
from first sight in the bookstore," he said quietly, "thank you for 
stepping on my foot." 

I laughed at him then and, looking at the clock, noticed I had been
there for almost two hours. 

I sat up quickly trying to gather my clothes to dress myself.  "David,
please, not a word if you see Steve again?"  I asked timidly all of a 
sudden. 

Laughing, David assured me he would not breathe a word to anyone.  "Just
don't ignore me if I wave to you during the course of the stay,"he 
said.

"No problem," I said as I pulled my shorts up to my waist. 

David stood and pressed himself against me.  "Thank you Erin," he said
and kissed me softly once more. 

"No, thank you David," I replied as I moved away from him and headed
down the stairs. 

Stepping out into the night air, I closed the cabin door behind me. 

'What if Steve wakes up when I climb into bed' I thought. 



Well, if that 

happens I will just have to fuck him too. 

The next day as we were packing to start home, Steve questioned my
restlessness in bed the night before. 

"I just didn't sleep well," I told him.  "I am sorry that I disturbed
you."

He did not mention anything else beyond that.  I knew I had gotten away
with something that he would never know about. 

As we were leaving that morning and heading home I noticed that David's
car was not parked at his cabin.  'Must have left early' I thought and 
had this sudden feeling of disappointment. 

We made our way back to the main road and were sitting at a stoplight. 
I was lost in thought as Steve fumbled with the radio.  I looked over 
across the lanes of traffic and spotted a familiar car.  It was David!  
I watched intently hoping he would look my way.  I held my eyes on him 
and he finally turned and saw me.  We shared a private smile and he 
gave me a slight wave.  The wonderful memories of the night before 
suddenly filled my mind once more.  I then felt the car move as traffic 
began to flow and I lost sight of him in the motion of everything 
around me. 

At least I have the memory of David. 

THE END