"I wish that Doctor Jacobs would have allowed you to go skiing with us for a little bit," Andy said as he and Andrea traipsed in the door. Both their faces were flushed a healthy red, and Sharon felt a twinge of regret at being stuck in front of the fire, reading. "Though that does mean you were able to make hot chocolate for us all?"

She rolled her eyes a little as she got to her feet, letting the blanket she was curled up in fall to the floor as she made her way over to the kitchen of their cabin and picked up the carafe. "I know you too well, Andrew," she said lowly. "Andrea, would you like to get the marshmallows out of the cupboard?"

"Just give me one second to get out of these snowpants," the woman responded, and Sharon turned to watch her, smiling to herself as she took in the curve of Andrea's ass. Andy came up to her side, leaning against the counter as he followed her gaze.

"You are a little too obvious, sweetheart," he said under his breath, and she shrugged. "I know, it's a nice view."

"Isn't it?" she said before she could stop her words, and Sharon clapped her free hand over her mouth as she felt her cheeks heat up in a deep blush. "You didn't hear that."

"Oh, but I did," he said with a chuckle, turning to pull out three mugs. "Don't worry, you're completely normal. And I'm assuming you talk about my ass with her?"

"Yeah," she said as Andrea stood up and jogged over to their sides, kissing Sharon's cheek before rummaging around in the cupboard next to the fridge and pulling out the open bag of marshmallows, handing it to Sharon before grabbing her mug from Andy and holding it out. Sharon filled the cup and watched Andrea take a seat at the table. "Here, Andy, let me fill your mug."

He nodded and Sharon poured the drink into their mugs before joining her at the table, the marshmallows in Andy's hand. Sharon popped a few in her mouth before sipping at her mug, watching Andrea and Andy pile them into their mugs. "What, Sharon?"

"I am not going to be the one who deals with your sugar crash," she murmured.

"Everything will be all right, Sharon. We don't sugar up like this often."

"That's what worries me," she said with a smile. Andy rolled his eyes a little as he quickly downed his drink. As he stood, Sharon shook her head a little and turned her focus on Andrea. "Well, what do you think? Will all that sugar give you a buzz?"

"Maybe. But I can always run around the cabin to work off the excess energy."

A risqué reply danced on the tip of her tongue, but Sharon was careful to not say it, since she didn't want to press her luck in that regard. "I suppose that would be one way to do that, Andrea." The woman simply smiled at her as she nodded, sipping slowly at her hot chocolate. Andy reached out and grabbed a handful of marshmallows, popping a few in his mouth as he got up from the table. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to soak in the hot tub for a bit. Feel free to join me at any time, ladies," he said, waggling his eyebrows at them. Andrea burst into a fit of giggles, burying her face in her hands, while Sharon just shook her head a little as she motioned for him to go. As he passed her, Andy bent down and kissed her, which made her sigh happily as she looked across the table at Andrea. There was open longing in her face, and Sharon gave her a tiny nod as they listened to Andy leave the room, his footfalls heavy on the stairs.

"Did you notice if he packed swim trunks?" Andrea asked lowly, and Sharon shrugged. "I know we're supposed to get closer on this vacation, but I don't think I'm quite ready for that level of close."

Sharon giggled as she nodded. "If he doesn't have trunks, I'll make him wear his boxers if we're in together. Because I wouldn't want to offend your sensibilities," she teased. Andrea blushed as she took a long drag from her mug. "I mean, I'm sure you'd like to get me naked in the hot tub."

"Well, yes, but that will never happen."

"Never say never," Sharon said lowly, making certain her voice turned husky, hoping that it would drive Andrea as wild as it did Andy. From the way that her breathing picked up, her mouth opening slightly, Sharon knew that she had hit the mark. Getting up from the table, she picked up the marshmallows and sealed the bag, going to put it away.

With her back to the table, Sharon listened to the sounds Andrea was making, her smile widening as the chair scraped against the floor. Anticipation began to rush through Sharon's body as she waited for Andrea's next move. From the corner of her eye, she watched the woman put their mugs in the sink before moving away, and she let out a soft sound of discontent at having misread the situation so badly.

That was the moment that Andrea chose to make her move, stretching her body along Sharon's as she closed her arms around her waist, pulling her back. A small whimper escaped her lips as felt Andrea's breasts press against her, and she shivered before trying to turn around. Andrea tightened her hold on Sharon before sliding one hand up underneath her shirt to cup a breast, her thumb swiping against her nipple insistently. Another low groan tumbled from her lips as she threw her head back against Andrea's shoulder, turning her face so that she could kiss the first bit of skin she could find.

Andrea groaned as Sharon nipped at her jaw, the momentary distraction enough for Sharon to turn and wrap her arms around the woman's neck, pulling her in close for a blistering kiss. As they continued to kiss, Sharon felt Andrea's hands fumble with her oversized sweater, pulling it up her body, and Sharon allowed her to tug it off as she tried to maneuver herself onto the counter. Andrea laughed a little as she helped boost her up, dragging her hands down Sharon's thighs as they broke the kiss, and Sharon shrugged a little as she reached out to pull on the hem of Andrea's sweater. "If I'm going to be in the kitchen with no shirt on, you have to as well," she said breathlessly.

Andrea nodded and hastily removed her sweater, letting it come to rest atop Sharon's. She felt her breath sucked from her lungs as she looked at Andrea for the first time in a thoroughly carnal manner, and suddenly wanted more. "We can't let things get too out of hand, Sharon. Remember, there's still three weeks…"

"But I have this thirst that needs slaking, Andrea," she replied as she reached out and slipped the straps of Andrea's bra off her shoulders. "Let me drink my fill of you." Andrea stepped forward, and once she was close enough, Sharon reached behind her back and unclipped her bra, pulling the garment from her body as she looked down at her pale chest. "You are beautiful," she breathed out as she buried her hands in Andrea's hair, kissing her again as she untangled one hand and ran it up and down Andrea's back.

And then, she was moaning and gasping as Andrea began to drag her lips down the column of her neck, letting her tongue tease along the lace edging of Sharon's bra as her hands fumbled with the front clasp, finally undoing it and Sharon welcomed the feel of soft lips kissing her nipples in reverent worship. Andrea began to fumble with the button on Sharon's trousers, and she braced herself against the counter as she lifted her hips, allowing Andrea to tug them from her legs.

Just as Andrea began to fit herself between Sharon's legs, they heard a noise come from the doorway, and they both froze. Sharon lifted her head to lock eyes with Andy, taking in the smirk on his lips as he tugged his head towards the door, indicating that he was heading out to the hot tub. She wordlessly nodded before bending her body over Andrea's, her breaths ragged to her ears even as she vaguely heard the back door close.

"I, I completely forgot he was still in the cabin," Andrea panted out as she stood once more, hugging Sharon close as they both tried to get control of themselves. "Did he look upset?"

"No, he looked like he wanted to join in," she said, resting her head on Andrea's shoulder. "But getting caught just killed the mood for me. I'm sorry."

"Don't be, we're not supposed to be this physical yet." Sharon murmured her agreement, slipping from the counter and walking over to the table on shaky legs as she smiled at Andrea, loving how everything had felt right about the entire encounter.