Natasha and Randy have a retirement getaway deep in the secluded woods of Tennessee. They love the view from their picture window of the small lake in front of their cabin. The sight of the rolling mountains, tall pines, along with the rustling sounds of the forest, makes communing with nature in the buff very…
Chapter 1: Reuniting I faintly remember coming to this house thirty something years ago for play dates when I was allowed and then a few times with my mother to visit during the holidays and different occasions, but I never realized her family called this side entrance the ābackā door. Karen did say over the…
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Sydney smiled down at Paige, who was stretched out like an all you can eat buffet on the bear skin rug in front of the fireplace of her parentsā cabin. Her pink and white striped cotton boy cut panties hugged the soft curves of her hips. She was topless and seemingly passed out. The two…
EVIE, A VERY CLOSE FRIEND of mine for years, invited me over to spend Christmas and New Years up on the mountains at their family’s cabin. Her folks will be flying south for the winter and her siblings, all newlyweds at some point, were off spending the holiday with their spouses leaving my good friend…
Jane struggled up the stairs with her two heavy suitcases. She had been banished by the hospital council to their clinic in south France, and now it was mandatory that she spend a week in a little village up Le Revard, the second tallest mountain in the region. Her best friend had tried to placate…
Do you know what I love most about winter? That you hate it. The cold gives you the sniffles and I know firsthand that you much rather enjoy being dressed down than up. And your cheeksā¦they get all red, like a cute, perpetual blush, and I just canāt help but giggle when we go out…
Looking out the kitchen window that Jack Frost has etched in his delicate designs. My eyes are drawn past his art work and are focusing on the contrast of the dark green bows of the 60 foot pine trees that line the back of our property. They are laden almost to the breaking point with…
The snow falls gently on a winter’s night,But inside by the fire I hold you tight,As the burning flames start to dance,My thoughts of you turn to romance,In the light of the evening fire’s glow,How much I love you, you’ll never know. Though it’s cold outside, it’s warm in here,And the one I love I’m…
