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04 Temmuz 2022, 22:39
I have been driving for hours, and I can?t wait to get out of the car and unpack my bags. I am so glad Jack agreed to let me go away by myself for the weekend. Well, to be fair I didn?t really leave him much choice. I told him either he let me go away for the weekend or I would go away permanently. It?s not that I don?t love my husband and kids, it?s just that sometimes I wonder if there?s more. More for me than being a forgotten wife and taxi driver to my children. The lady at the rental agency assures me that I will have a quiet weekend. She tells me that there is one other cabin within walking distance to mine. When I ask how close, she says there are enough trees separating us that I won?t be bothered by her. I am really worried that it will be some young girl looking for a place to party, but the agent tells me she is forty-four so I won?t have to worry about that. That helps me relax a little. I pass Cabin A and see a SUV sitting out front. I guess that means my neighbor is already here. An hour after arriving to my one room (two if you count the fully functioning bathroom) cabin, I am completely unpacked. Now I am ready to settle in a bath with a good book and glass of wine. It has been so long since I?ve had a good long bath alone without all the interruptions that come from having a family. I pull my hair into a bun and slip out of my clothes. I stop in front of the mirror to look at myself. I?m thirty-seven with two kids. My body isn?t what it was in high school, but I don?t think it?s bad either. I?m 5?7 with curly shoulder length auburn hair. I choose to ignore the two strands of gray I found yesterday. My eyes are big and hazel and my lips are full. My breasts are a 44 D and have lost their battle with gravity, but I think they are fabulous anyway. I have a little tummy and my hips have a little more curve isvecbahis (https://isvecbahis.me/) then I?m comfortable with. Although I never had much of an ass growing up, I have one now and I absolutely love it. I turn the water on, adjust the temperature, and there is a loud grinding sound. The water starts sputtering so I lean in to turn it off and black water sprays out of the spout. As I try to turn it off, the pipes start banging and the thick black liquid sprays out of the shower head, covering me with the foul smelling stuff. In my panic to get out of the stream, I slip and land naked in the tub that is quickly filling with it. I scream in disgust and turn the knobs, but nothing happens. ?I have to find the shut off valve,? I say to myself. ?And unfortunately they are usually located under the house.? I grab a towel and run out the cabin. It is starting to get dark and the chill in the air makes my nearly naked body shiver. I run around to the back and thankfully the shut off valve is not under the house. ?This is just great,? I grumble to myself. ?One weekend, one freaking weekend just for me. That?s all I wanted.? I don?t know what else to do. I am covered in this awful smelling black liquid with no way to get it off. I go back in grab my bag of toiletries, my robe, another towel and head to Cabin A. Oh, I hope she is nice enough to let me shower, I think as I make my way down the path leading to her cabin. Knocking on the door, I call out because I don?t want her to be scared and not answer the door. ?Hello, my name is Mary and I am renting Cabin B. There is a problem with my pipes and I was wondering if I could please use your shower?? At first I don?t think she is going to answer the door. Then it slowly opens to reveal a petite woman a few inches shorter than me. Her hair is short, curly and light brown. She also has the isveçbahis giriş (https://isvecbahis.me/) most amazing green eyes. She looks cautious, but as soon as she takes in my embarrassing state she relaxes and laughs. ?What happened?? ?My pipes decided to spray all this?this...oh I don?t even know what this is, but it smells and feels awful. May I please use your shower?? It is getting chilly standing on her front porch in only a towel and a robe. ?Yes of course you can. It?s off the kitchen. I have shampoo and stuff in there if you need it,? she says, standing back to let me in. ?Thank you,? I say and made my way to the bathroom. Cabin A is exactly like Cabin B, down to the Indian style tapestry hanging on the wall. Mine has more orange hues where this one is more of a blue. I can?t help but pray that the plumbing isn?t the same. ?Please work right,? I chant as I turn the knobs. I am greeted with beautiful clear water. I waste no more time and quickly jump in the shower. It feels amazing. I use her shampoo because I love the smell of it, it smells like honeysuckles. After two shampoos and two thorough scrubbings, I decide that I am clean enough to get out. ?Shit,? I say, wrapping in my clean towel around myself. My robe and my other towel are covered in that stuff there is no way I am going to be able to put that back on to walk back to my cabin. ?Shit, shit, shit,? I say again. I jump at the knock on the door. ?Hey, um, I wasn?t sure if you needed something to put on,? the woman calls through the door. ?Yes please,? I say, opening the door. She is standing there holding a nightshirt. ?It?s the longest one I have. You are taller than I am, but I thought maybe it would cover you.? Smiling, I say, ?Thank you,? and take it from her. Once I am dry and dressed, I step out of the bathroom. The shirt is a little short and barely isveçbahis yeni giriş (https://isvecbahis.me/) covers my bottom. I feel a little self-conscious standing in front of this very pretty woman in nothing, but my borrowed shirt. I do feel a little better knowing that she is wearing a nightgown too, although hers is a little more modest. ?Thank you so much for the use of your shower, and your shirt, and while I was being a mooch I used your brush.? The other woman walks towards me laughing and extends her hand, ?That?s okay, you looked and smelled awful. I?m Trina by the way.? When our hands touch I feel a current go through me. Our eyes lock and I know she feels it too. I slowly pull my hand back. ?Well thank you again for the use of your shower and supplies. I will return this back to you tomorrow.? That?s when I see the streak of lightning and then hear the thunder boom. Trina jumps and looks nervously towards the window. Opening the door I realize it is pouring down rain. The lightning flashes again and Trina squeals. ?Well, shit,? I mumble. Trina touches my arm with her long fingers and says, ?You don?t have to leave yet. Why don?t you stay with me and have some dinner and wine?? Her eyes are big with fear and I feel her trembling. She is afraid of the thunder and lightning, and I am not enjoying the idea of running through the woods in the storm. ?Sure if you don?t mind me mooching a little more,? I say into her now relieved face. She smiles big and pulls me away from the door closing it quickly, muffling the sound of the rain. Trina makes the soup and I start a fire. While we eat we talk about our reasons for being in the middle of the woods alone for the weekend. It turns out that her life is very similar to mine; we are both mothers of two and in a strained marriage. Her husband ignores her too, and she is left a lot to raise their children alone. It is getting chilly in the cabin so we decide to throw a couple pillows on the floor and grab a blanket to sit in front of the fire place. We are on our second bottle of wine when the giggles start.