When Keith awoke, the cabin was cold. So cold that he could see small patches of frost on the wooden ceiling above him.
"What the...?"
he started to ask himself until he felt something stirring behind him. In a flash, he remembered the previous night's events and realized that he hadn't added any more wood to the fire after he'd banked it for the night because...
He rolled over, unsure if what he remembered could possibly be true and there she was. His mom... no, that wasn't right, step-mom... no, that wasn't right either. What had she said last night? The words suddenly popping into his mind,
"Son, lover, father of her children, and future husband, all rolled into one."
He lay there staring at her, her hair spread across the pillow almost like a halo, her smooth, golden-brown skin barely exposed above the blankets that she had pulled all the way to her nose.
"So it wasn't a dream. It actually happened,"
he thought as he remembered the events of the night before. His body reacted immediately to the memories and his cock began to harden. Then, as if to remind him of other necessities, the blanket slid from his shoulder and the cold, frosty air brought his attention back to what needed to be done.
For the briefest of moments, he thought about getting dressed but then realized in the same amount of time he could climb down to the fireplace, throw some logs on the hot embers that he could still see, and get back up to the loft and into the warm bed. In a flash, he was down the stairs and tossing some wood onto the embers but not nearly fast enough for Mother Nature's chill to not deflate his swollen member. By the time he was back up the stairs and about to climb back into the bed, goose bumps covered his body.
Fortunately, Sarah had awoken when she felt him leave their bed and, and as he arrived, pulled back the covers at the last second revealing her nude body to him. "You look kinda cold. Want to climb back in bed and find a way to warm up?" she teased, the 'come hither' look once again in her eyes.
"Yesssssss," he replied as his teeth chattered but just as he moved closer, she pulled the covers back in place. "Hey!" he cried out.
"What's the matter, baby?" she replied in a sensuous tone.
"You are such a tease."
In a flash, the covers were open once again revealing her nude form. "I never tease, or at least not much, when it comes to this. Now get back in bed," she said in a jokingly, stern tone.
He instantly hopped into the bed and pulled the blankets all the way up to his chin.
"My gawd, you're cold," she exclaimed.
"Ssssssooorryyyyyy," he whispered as his teeth chattered. "I guesssssss Ieee diddddddn't realizzzze howwwww colddddd it wassssss outttttt herrrrrrrrre."
"Come here," she said, in a soothing voice. "Cuddle up next to me so we can get you warmed up."
He heard the sharp intake of air when his skin touched hers. "I'mmmmm reeeeeeally sorrrrrry."
"Hush, this isn't the first time I've had a nearly frozen man next to me. Your dad used to do the same stupid thing some time. I don't know if it's hereditary or just a 'man-thing' trying to prove how macho he is."
"Righ-t-t-t-t nowwwww, I'ddddd sayyyy stupidddddd thinggggg," he shuddered.
"I think I'd agree," she said as she pulled him closer to her. "Gawd, you feel like an ice-sickle.".
His only reply was a slight nod of his head.
"Come here," she said as she pulled away and rolled on her back.
"But...?"
"Listen, right now the best way to get you warm is by sharing body heat, so get over here and lay on top of me."
He hesitated for a moment and then rolled over on top of her, his head nestled on her shoulder and his chest resting on her breasts with their nipples lightly brushing against each other with each breath. It wasn't until he felt her legs wrap around his hips and lock behind his back that he realized she had spread her legs wide apart and he'd settle between them.
The two of them lay there for several minutes before he whispered, "This feels kinda weird."
"Why?"
"My back is still kinda cold but where our skin is touching, I'm getting nice and warm and...," he faltered as he felt his member brush against her outer lips. "My... mmmmmmm... my... you know... is starting to feel like it's on fire."
She used her hand to turn his head from her shoulder so she could look into his eyes as she replied, "Listen, darling, after what happened last night and what we said to each other, this isn't the time to play coy or bashful. What you're talking about is your cock, your penis, your member, or your prick. It's called many things but you decide what's most comfortable for you. As for me, in school they called it a vagina though most people call it a pussy. It's also known as a cunt though the majority of women don't like that name unless they're in the heat of passion. Do you understand?"
