Jonathan's words snapped Alexandra out of her thoughts again.
"I found some tea-bags here - I hope you like tea."
Jonathan pointed to a pot and two metal-cups standing on the oven, a light smile on his face. The fire in the oven burned bright and warm and the room was starting to warm up. And to make things even better, Jonathan had found some pillows and had arranged them neatly for them to sit upon and to lie down, using the pillows and other towels and blankets.
Oh my, he's such a sweetie. He's so worried about everything here and he's doing his best to make everything as comfortable as possible and I don't have anything better to do than to think about fucking him!'
Alexandra felt ashamed of this thought, though, of course, she didn't tell Jonathan.
"Thank you.", she murmured softly. "Thank you for everything - that's so sweet of you."
Jonathan poured the tea into the cups and Alexandra started to hang up her clothes.
Hoping she wouldn't notice, Jonathan stole a glance at her, trying to see what pieces of her clothing she was placing on the hammock. A mix of joy and anxiety rose inside him as he watched Alexandra hanging up her underwear, too.
During their changing time' Jonathan had been lost in his thoughts and he had managed to put himself in a position to glance at Alexandra, undressing and wiping out the water from her body. At the same time he had pretended to prepare something by making the right noises.
The thought of having her hear those sounds and feel unobserved had excited him very much. The look of her body, her glimmering skin and her firm breasts excited him even more and when one of the metal-cups had almost slipped out of Jonathan's hands to hit the oven with a loud crash, Jonathan realized he had to stop observing Alexandra immediately and get these thoughts out of his mind.
Difficult as it would be, he had to do – if he didn't want Alexandra to see his excitation – and she would see it, no doubt about it.
He was one of the skinniest guys in his class – but after sports class when everybody was taking a shower, Jonathan had noticed that, in comparison to his classmates, his private parts were built pretty well. Jonathan didn't know if he should appreciate this or not. He also didn't know, if this would help him at all with what could occur later this day. He had never slept with a girl before. All his knowledge about sex - he got it all from books. He had also learned from a book how strongly the self-confidence of growing boys and adult men was connected with the length of their penis. Jonathan had always looked at that in an analytical and rational way before. But should there be something true about this, even he would have a reason to be proud.
Scarecrow, Scarecrow, you Freak! – Yeah, I might be a Freak, but I already have a bigger cock than most of you!'
Jonathan tried to get rid of this thought as fast as possible to avoid an embarrassing situation with Alexandra.
Outside, the storm still raged. Alexandra helped Jonathan with the tea and they both took a seat on the makeshift bed. If the storm should continue, they probably would be stuck the night in this cabin.
But it wasn't uncomfortable at all. The wood in the oven crackled lightly, and it was warm and dry in the cabin. The tea did more than its share. Alexandra and Jonathan leaned against the cabin wall, relaxed and although Alexandra still felt a bit strange to be trapped' here with Jonathan due to the circumstances, she was happy to be with him here.
The joy increased because Alexandra had the impression that Jonathan was feeling the same.