.Today, we are on the road to Summersville. We're going to get Sydney's stuff, and I'm grateful her ex won't be there, as I want this to ne as easy for her as possible. We got up early and had breakfast in town, before heading out.
After breakfast, Sydney hesitated getting in the truck, and when I ask why, she said she wanted to stare at the view for a bit. So, we leaned against my truck and I held her in my arms, as we stared down Main Street at the mountain we call home. It was a great start to the day.
I haven't been to Summersville in years, not since before my parents died. I'm not looking forward to my trip to one of West Virginia's largest cities. Cities in general, set me on edge, but I do anything for my girl, and that includes vistiting Summersville. Hell, I know I'd move here, if it meant I got to keep her.
It's like she knows how I feel about cities without me even saying it, because aas soon as we hit the city limits, she scoots even
"Hey, Axel? I call out for him as I come out of the bedroom.I just finished unpacking the last of my stuff, and I know he said he was going to start a fire and burn the trash and boxes. But I think he's worried, if he keeps the boxes around , I might try to pack them up again."Kitchen," he calls back.I pull the flattened box with the others by the door and walk straight to him. He wraps an arm around my shoulder as he finishes the sandwiches he's making for lunch."I'm done unpacking," I tell him.He stops and looks at me."You unpacked the books in the spare bedroom?""Yes, and my winter clothes in the closet, too. I put away my formal dresses as well though I'm not sure why I brought them.It's been three days, since we went to Summersville to get my stuff, and the moment we got home, Axel helped me organize where everthing would go. My winter clothes, formal clothes books and photoes all of it so I didn't have an excuse to not unpack anything.Since I packed everything in a rush
That cheating bastard! I've been lookig forward to this caming trip with my boyfriend, Stephen, for months. Months! He had been promising me a weekend away in the mountains to reconnect and unwind. So, when his phone goes off, I'm a bit annoyed. We were supposed to unplug. I left my phone in the car, but Stephen insisted on bringing his in case of an emergency. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but now, I see he had other plans. As I sit here in the tent, while he's gathering firewood, I'm wondering when I became so gullible. Stephen has been cheating on me. For a while now, judging by how far back these texts with Roxy go. The most recent? Roxy: How boring is the family caming trip? I can spice it up for you. Attached is a photo of her tits. I'm not so pissed off that I can't admit she has a nice rack, but I am a bit vindictive. Me: Nice rack, but this isn't a family camping trip. I'm his girlfriend of a year now, but don't worry, after this he's all yours. I turn the ph
She’s so tiny. Petite and perfect. I’ve been living in the cabin in the woods for years, and I’ve been completely OK being alone. Until today. Until her. What kind of asshole left her out here in the woods? Don’t they know where the bears and wolves that could tear her apart in just one bite? Let’s not mention snakes and spiders that have enough venom to kill her in a single bite. What kind of person leaves anyone out in the woods like that? Glancing at the sky behind her I can tell we are running out of daylight and cold front with some heavy rain is coming in. I need to get her back to my cabin where she is safe. "Come, my cabin is up this way." I hold my arm out for her to follow me. I noticed she hesitates and rightfully so. She doesn’t know me and I wanted to overpower her I easily could. She’s right to be scared. "I promise, you will be safe with me. I have food and a fire to stay warm, and as soon as the storm passes, I’ll take you wherever you need to go." Though, t
He has been a sweatshirt thinking I’m cold and I decide to go with it and pullover sweatshirt on. His clothes are huge on me, but I don’t remember the last time I was so comfortable. They smell like him too and that seems to calm me and I don’t even know his name."Have you eaten?" He asked me. "Umm, no, I’m was going to make dinner, but when I get back to camp, everything was gone, including my clothes. Of course, Stephen didn’t check the weather and I guess he was going to have us camp out in this." I catch myself rambling and pressed my lips together. He smirks at me, before heading to the kitchen on the other side of the main room. Then, he pulls a container out of the fridge and gets what looks like soup, warming on a wood stove. I have never cooked on the wood stove, but I really hope I get the chance to, while I’m here. The kitchen looks like a rustic cabin kitchen with natural wood cabinets and dark countertops. There’s plenty of space to work, especially with the gigantic k
I take off the sweatshirt and I set it on the wood coffee table in front of me. I instantly feel better and not overheated in an effort to try desperately to hide. How turned on. I am a pull the shirt away from my chest.Because I’m preoccupied, I don’t realize he’s moving next to me, until he gently takes it in my hand in his and hold it out from him to look at it. He’s examining all the scratches on my arm from where I was setting up at the campsite. A crease forms between his eyebrows, and he glances at my other arm and stands "Come, I’ll get these cleaned up." Another command I don’t want to follow."Oh, they are fine. Just some scratches from setting up the campsite earlier." I wave him off even, as I stand to follow him wherever he’s leading me. "They could get infected and need to be cleaned," he insists."The ones on my legs are worse than this," I let slip, and worry crosses his face."Come on," he pulls my hand and I go with him to the bathroom.He holds my hand, all the
Fuck. When was the last time I was this hard? How is it possible that just cleaning up the cuts on her harms and legs is so damn sexy? I about lost it, wen I saw how soaked her panties were. I didn't think there was any chance in hell this sweet, innocent girl would be attracted to me, but her panties proved otherwise. It's been a long time, since I've had a woman, but knowing she was getting wet, because of me is so damn hot. but this could never work out. She'll be leaing as soon as the storm passes, and the roads are clear. A beautiful womanlike her would never be happy out here. Somehow, I know I'll be nursing this heartbreak for some time to come, and I only just met her today. Wait until I tell my friends about this one. My friends are loners like me. THe four of us bonded over it. We each have our reasons for moving into the mountains outside Thayer, West Virginia, and we give each other space, except for once a month, when we meet in town. I know they are there, if I need
"So, what do you do for fun around here?" I ask, trying to lightedn the mood. It's been a long day, and the atmosphere has gotten a bit heavy for me. I should be exhausted and ready for bed, but I'm not. Axel studies me for a minute, before he smirks and stands up. He walks over to the wood armoire in the corner and opens the doors at the top, and there sits a TV. It's older, but it still looks out of place in the cabin. Then he opens the drawers at the bottom, and there are rows and rows of DVDS I watch DVD's while I work," he says. I stand and check out his DVD collection. Lots of action movies, mountain men, historic documentaries and comedy mixed in with the classics. He has many complete TV shows as well. "What do you work on?" I ask, turning back to him. "Normally, stuff I can sell in town. There's a shop that sells my things on consignment. Once a month or so, I go to town, drop things off, and then meet up with a few friends to make a day of it. After this storm passes,
I haven't slept so well in a long time. This couch I fell asleep on isn't as soft as I remember. Enjoying the quiet and warmth for a bit I lay still, not wanting to open my eyes. When I shift, trying to get comfortable, powerful arms holding me in place. That's when I realized I'm not on the couch, and I'm laying on top of Axel. Literally on top of him. When did that happen? I open my eyes and see we are in his room, but I'm lying completely on him, my chest to his shest, and his big arms around me. I can't believe I did this in my sleep. When I start to move off him again, he tightens his arms slightly, like he doesn't want me to move. I shift to the side, trying to get comfortable, but that when I feel it. His hardened cock brushes against my clit, and I have to bite back a moan. It's just morning wood, right? There's no way me laying on top of him like this made him hard. I wiggle again, and the tip brushes my clit, the waves of pleasure shoot up my stomach. This feels bett