Cabin Fever: Night One

I had only just arrived to the cabin about 15 minutes prior when I heard another vehicle rolling up the long gravel driveway. I was expecting one more vehicle to follow it but it seemed it was solo. My lips curled into a little smile when I glanced out of the open door to see you climbing out of the car you’d borrowed from a friend. I was especially looking forward to getting to spend some relaxed time with you. I had been crushing on you and your frequent visits to my little closet of a TA office made me think you might like me too. Surely, you didn’t need my help twice a week, EVERY week. When I found out our mutual friends had invited us both on this getaway, I was quick to confirm my spot. Our group would be seven of us in total so it’s not really a couple’s trip but I’m hoping for some sparks between us over the four nights we plan to spend here.

I stroll out to the porch railing and shout out a friendly hello. You look up and smile at me with those Aviators on and I feel a grin spread across my face. Damn….you are sexy and you seemed to have no clue about that. Which just makes me more attracted to you. “Are we the first ones here?”, you ask and I nod my head yes. “How was your drive? It seemed like it was getting really bad out there to me. If I hadn’t been as close as I was, I’d have turned around I think”, I replied. “Yeah….it’s pretty bad now. Have you heard from anyone else?”, you are closer now and I get a whiff of your cologne as you pass by dragging your stuff inside.

I hadn’t heard anything so I decided to call my friend Karly – she and the rest of the group were carpooling in someone’s Dad’s giant Suburban. Karly confirmed that they had just turned back and were booking a hotel further down the mountain for the night. All five of them were willing to sleep in the SUV but I was glad that wasn’t necessary.

I am smiling as I hang up knowing that our friends are safe AND I get to spend the night alone with you snowbound in a cozy romantic mountain cabin. It seemed too good to be true unless you were not into me…in which case, this could be a weekend from hell. I decided subtle signs of interest would be my strategy. If you matched my energy, cool…we’ll see where it goes. If not, no worries. I genuinely like you as a friend and would be happy to continue as we have been. But – that little voice inside asking what if that gets louder in your presence urged me to take the risk and show my hand a little.

We put our bags away in our selected rooms – another benefit of arriving first, we got the best rooms. I was unloading a few bags of groceries when you came down the stairs stopping at the bottom to look around a bit. “This is a nice place”, you say and I agree wholeheartedly. I’ve been here a few times – it’s Karly’s boyfriend’s family’s place and it was rugged luxury to say the least. You head back out to get some grocery bags from your car and we organize the kitchen together. I take this opportunity to brush against your back as I reach for a glass for water from behind you.

You hesitate for a second before moving and smiling that sexy shy smile at me. I can’t tell yet if you are uncomfortable or just shy. We move to the living room and I flip on the fire before joining you on the couch. I sit slightly closer to you than I would normally…just close enough that I can occasionally touch you. The sun has set and the inky cold night seems to settle over the cabin with the falling snow gently glowing from the light of the quarter moon. We are chatting in the firelight, me touching your arm and shoulder once in while. I even grazed your thigh once. When you suggest we cook dinner together, I am convinced you aren’t interested in getting flirty with me – which is disappointing.

We go through our available supplies and decide to make turkey burgers with feta cheese and some roasted cauliflower – a favorite dish of mine that you were more than willing to try. You fired up the indoor gas grill and cooked the burgers while I prepped and roasted the cauliflower. Dinner was great. We ate every bit and I was happy you liked the cauliflower…in fact, you requested that I send you the recipe. We shared the cleanup duties as well and then I headed upstairs to change into some comfier clothes…a cotton babydoll style gown in a dark magenta color topped with a short black robe and some socks for my chilly feet.

I came down to find you puzzling over the remotes. I sat next to you and covered up with a blanket, my socks peeking out. You looked up and smiled, then set the remote down. “Let’s just talk…TV we can watch anytime.” “I’d love to”, I replied, “I’m gonna get some water – want some?”, I flung the blanket off and got up to head to the kitchen. You nodded yes, your eyes glued to my bare legs. I smiled a little, ever hopeful but decided you will have to make a move this time.

I set your water down such that you’d get a little cleavage peek if you were so inclined but I couldn’t tell for sure if you were. I sat back down and covered up again. I sipped my water looking at you expectantly. You started asking me questions about myself which I enjoyed answering….then asking my own. We talked for nearly 2 hours like that…you had me laughing to the point of tears a few times. I had to restrain myself from touching you – it seem so natural to to me to do it – but I really enjoyed our conversation. When I yawned for the third time, you asked if I wanted to go to bed since I was clearly tired. I agreed. I’d been up early and I was fading a bit.

“Okay – let’s call it a night but only after you answer one more question for me”, you smiled mischievously. “Sure. What’s the question”, I responded. “Why did you stop touching me once we started cooking? Did I do or say something to offend you?”, your serious eyes look truly concerned. I’m startled into silence as I process this. “Honestly, it didn’t seem like you liked it much”, I answered. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable by flirting with you if you don’t want me to”. “Oh, I want it…I want that and more, since we are being honest” and you gently took my hand in yours. “I want a lot more with you”, you said, boldly making full eye contact. I feel my body warm and loosen. I had a feeling that there was a bad boy under that polite friendly exterior and the confirmation of that was frankly making me as wet as hell.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rq82fg/cabin_fever_night_one