I recently told my husband this story about a trip with friends to a cabin before we were together, and he suggested I should share it here.
My sophomore year in college, some friends and I had decided to blow off a little steam and head up to the family cabin of a member of the group. After a couple hour drive, we arrived at the cabin. We arrived kind of late, so the rest of the afternoon was just getting settled in. As night fell, I started a fire (a favorite thing of mine to do) for us to hang out around. The drinks were flowing as we chatted around the campfire. As the alcohol faded our inhibitions away, the talk turned to sex. Good sex, bad sex, who was hooking up with who, etc. All this talk of sex had made me wish I’d brought my FWB with me because my juices were flowing.
It was getting late, so after a few people turned in for the night, we all decided to follow suit. There were only a few bedrooms and those were already taken. A few of us were going to crash on the couches and on the floor in the main room. Still wet and horny from all the sexy talk, I struggled to fall asleep but finally did.