Chap 4
The remainder of the hike to the cabin was punctuated by brief conversation and distant lightning. Both were intent on making the cabin by 2300 hours and both had things on their minds other than casual conversation – the body being foremost. Who and why were at the top of the list but with few answers forthcoming.
The cabin finally loomed up ahead, lit eerily by lightning flashes. The building was of rustic construction but very good quality. There were no windows that from an aesthetic position seemed odd but from a practical position was almost essential for upstate New York winter conditions. John walked up to the door and found the lock in the dark. He had chosen a lock with a code that could be thumbed open without a light. It was well oiled and didn't make a sound when opened even though it had been over a month since he had used it. The lock was mainly for the rare transient since hikers were uncommon and thieves even more unusual. Theft was much more profitable in a city where there were more things and a way to sell them.
The door swung inward since a heavy snow during the night could block the door. John walked to the table in the middle of the room and lit the Coleman lantern that instantly filled the room with a "warm" light. About thirty feet on a side, the room was small but efficiently arranged. The kitchen was on the left as one walked in. The king size bed was on the opposite wall and the woodstove on the right. Wood was already in the stove so he lit that and draped his jacket over the back of one of two chairs at the table. The floor was a clean linoleum with a large throw-rug under the table. The ceiling was log suspension but well insulated.
"Where's the bathroom?" Susie noticed.
"All the comforts of home," John reassured. He pointed out a door to the right of the bed she had overlooked in the darkness. "A running stream nearby provides water for the shower and flushing toilet. The water is pre-heated with solar collectors."
"Pretty fancy," Susie complimented.
"Why don't you go first," John offered.
"I wouldn't think of it," Susie shot back. "Why don't we go together?" she said suggestively. She had already removed her shirt, laid it on the table, and was undoing her bra from the front as she walked to the bathroom door.
"OK," John said hesitantly but warming to the idea in more ways than one. His member was standing at full attention by the time he got undressed and into the shower. She had the water running and was holding a bar of soap. Water was flowing from an ultra-efficient shower head and heated near the shower with a high-efficiency propane unit.
"Here, soap me down," she said as she handed him the bar of soap. "Then I'll do you. We can try to get some sleep but I think a good orgasm would do both of us good to get our minds off the events of the evening." Her body was exquisite and he did as she requested, lingering on the more sensitive parts of her body. It wasn't long before she was moaning softly, directing his fingers to the best places. Just before she came, she reached out, cradling his manhood in her left hand and gently stroking his member with her right. It was too much to resist. Between the shock of her touch and the sight and feel of her body, he quickly released while her wracking spasms also came to a conclusion. Tightly embracing, they held each other for a couple minutes more before turning off the shower.
"Wow, I haven't felt that good in a long time," John remarked.
"Ditto," she commented, dried off, and headed out to the bed.
Standing alone, somewhat amazed, he wasn't about to mention she had said she would "do him." So he soaped himself down and rinsed off after turning the water back on for a few minutes. By the time he dried off, he was wondering what he should wear to bed. But he noticed she hadn't put her clothes back on, so he just slipped under the covers and noticed she was already asleep. She "barely" moved as he snuggled up to her warm body.