We walk out onto the deck, which wraps around the cabin. There is a hot tub that's already been turned on and is fully heated. All I have thought about on the drive here is getting into this steaming hot tub. It's been chilly outside, and the thought of climbing in and soaking in the hot, bubbly water makes me feel warm and tingly all over. I'm nervous about it, though, because I didn't bring a swimsuit (since I thought I'd be alone!) You interrupt my thoughts, pulling off your pants and shirt, leaving just a pair of boxers on. I can't believe how comfortable you are with stripping most of your clothes off in front of a complete stranger! You walk up the steps to the hot tub and get in, moaning a little at the heat. I'm assuming it feels good, so I decide, hey, why not? I pull off my pants and shirt too, leaving on just my bra and panties. I climb in, and it feels just as wonderful as I thought it would. I hadn't noticed before (I'd been too busy staring at you) that there was a bottle of champagne on the side of the hot tub. There aren't any glasses, though. You reach over and open the bottle, shooting the cork off into the woods surrounding the cabin. You smile as you take a swig of the cold champagne and then hand me the bottle. Champagne makes me so tipsy, along with wiping away my inhibitions. That makes me a little nervous but I go ahead and take a big gulp. It's delicious!
We get to talking about our lives and realize we're both single. You have two grown kids and mine are growing up but are still at home with me. I tell you I never get away by myself, so this is a real treat. As we are talking, your foot accidentally touches mine, causing a sort of electricity between our skin. I'm really beginning to feel a bit loopy now from the champagne I've been drinking. You tell me to move over closer to you. I move to the other side of the hot tub and sit next to you, feeling not only the heat of the hot tub, but a sudden heat between us. You lean in closer, your lips barely touching mine. Your tongue touches my lips softly, and I lean in even closer and start to kiss you. Your hand touches my thigh as you move it slowly between my legs. I'm already excited and starting to get wet at the prospect of you going further. At the same time I'm thinking, is this really happening? It feels like a dream. We are kissing and your fingers lift up my panties and brush against my clit. I pull your boxers down a tiny bit, reach inside and touch you. You're already getting hard, which really turns me on. You whisper, "Savannah, you are getting me really excited. If you don't stop now, I won't be able to stop."
I definitely don't want to stop. I stroke you, as you get harder and harder. Your fingers explore my clit, as you insert a finger into my pussy. Oh my God, I can't believe this is happening! It feels so good. I haven't been touched in so long. You're fucking me with your finger when I feel another finger in my ass. The pleasure of it all washes over me. I'm rubbing your swollen cock up and down, fingering the tip. We are kissing and playing with each other, as I'm getting more and more wet. Of course the thought is there... can I let this complete stranger go all the way with me? It isn't like me to do something like that. But I'm so turned on, now it's all I can think about. You start to stand up, pulling me up with you. You pull off my panties as I pull off your boxers. I take off my bra, freeing my breasts. You lean towards me, taking one of my nipples in your mouth, teasing me with your tongue. I grab your cock again, pushing it onto my clit as I rub you against me. It feels so damn good, I start to shake a little. You put your mouth up to my ear and ask, "Do I have your permission to fuck you?"