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It was a dark and stormy night.
Dan was getting out the candles in case the power went out. It's so hard if you wait until it's pitch-black to try to find them. Of course, they would always have the fireplace to give them some light and heat in the living room of the small, three room cabin. However, he didn't intend to spend ALL his time there tonight. He brought in some firewood to be sure they had plenty of dry wood, and prepared the fireplace. He was like a good scout, always prepared and always ready.
It was the get-away they had been looking forward to for a long time. City life was so demanding, so intense, so routine. Up here in the mountains, by the lake, under the stars, (There are so many more stars out here. In town, you can only see about a dozen or so, at best.) one can begin to unwind. Forget the traffic, the schedules, the meetings. Just relax and rekindle the sparks that used to fly so freely and spontaneously.
Rosana was in the bedroom unpacking and freshening up after the long drive up on Friday afternoon. The night was coming quickly due to the approaching storm. They would need to be ready for anything and everything that might arise. Alone in a secluded cabin in the mountains, no worries, just her and him together, to do whatever that wanted, whenever they wanted. She got a warm feeling in her loins just thinking about the possibilities. And WHAT loins they were. She had the softest brown skin he had ever felt. And big, luscious, melt-in-your-mouth lips that could melt an iceberg.
She was bending over and Dan caught a glimpse of her firm buns as the faux-denim material pulled tight in her shorts, the brief, square-cut kind that are similar to the short-shorts of a different era. The style was back in vogue now and he just loved them! She was wearing a yellow satin print shirt tied in a knot below her breasts, showing a little lovely brown skin around her neck and waist. It was very warm when they left town and was just starting to get comfortable with the approaching Summer mountain storm. Rosana was petite, though not skinny. She worked out at the gym and loved to take walks often. That's why those curvy, round buns of steel appealed to him so much. "Later", he said to himself, and hurried to get everything settled before nightfall.
Dan had the candles all set up around the rooms with matches nearby. He put a couple in the bedroom and one in the kitchen. Then he stored the food and beverages. "Are you hungry, babe? I'm starving after the long trip up the mountain." Dan asked. (She WAS a babe, and wouldn't like it if just any guy called her that, however, Dan said it SO lovingly.)
"Sure am. I'll be there to help you soon." she said. "Almost done here."
Dan was a good cook, so he chilled the wine and started the fish cooking. He was leaning over the stove when she entered and surprised him by giving him a light slap on his butt. He instinctively jumped and turned around. She pressed her lips to his in a gentle, languid kiss that warmed him inside. "I'm here to take over so we can have something edible tonight", she teased.
"Oh yeah, well, we both have something good to eat, even if the food happens to get ruined."
"Hmmm, you put your tongue back in your mouth and save it for later, my big, strong man. Maybe for dessert..." she moaned in her sexiest voice.
They both helped finish preparing the food and poured the wine. Then they sat down to eat the scrumptious fish dinner. The rain had started outside. The wine and each other's company was warming each other up just fine. They finished off the whole bottle and all the food while chatting and enjoying each other's company. Rosana went to the sink to wash the dishes. Dan went to light the fireplace.
